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Chapter 689 Fake wine!

 Lin Qingqing apologized immediately, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I didn't even touch the wine just now, and I didn't know why it fell to the ground."

When Lin Zifeng heard the noise here, he immediately walked over and saw a broken bottle of wine on the ground. In front of Lin Qingqing stood a woman with heavy makeup. She pointed at Lin Qingqing and cursed:

"It wasn't someone who knocked you down. Could it be that a ghost knocked him down?"

Although Lin Qingqing was usually cheerful, this woman's fierce look still made Lin Qingqing a little timid.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it. How much does the wine cost? I can pay for it," Lin Qingqing said sadly.

As soon as Lin Qingqing said that she wanted to lose money, the woman's eyes flashed with a hint of success, and she said coldly: "Well, since you want to lose money, I won't say anything else."

As she said that, she looked at Lin Zifeng and Lin Qingqing, as if judging how much money Lin Zifeng and Lin Qingqing could afford.

After seeing Lin Zifeng and Lin Qingqing dressed in extraordinary clothes, the woman's face clearly showed a hint of joy, and she said with a smile:

"This bottle of wine is not expensive. It is a century-old wine from our Imperial Ting, which is relatively ordinary. It has a gold label and costs one hundred and twenty-eight thousand."

Lin Qingqing's little face turned pale when she heard that this bottle of wine actually cost 128,000 yuan. For her, 120,000 yuan was already a big number.

Seeing Lin Qingqing's expression, the woman seemed to be worried that Lin Qingqing would run away, so she raised her hand and grabbed Lin Qingqing's wrist.

"I'm telling you, if you don't pay, you're not allowed to leave. Don't even think about playing tricks.

Hearing this, Lin Zifeng frowned slightly, playing tricks?

"We don't know how to play tricks, but you are playing tricks. The wine on the ground is so strong, but not fragrant at all. It's just an ordinary Erguotou."

"Also, why did this bottle of wine fall on the ground? You will know if you turn up the surveillance camera and take a look. You are not the one who can taint someone by talking nonsense.

Innocent."

If Lin Qingqing really threw it, even if the wine was worth 1.2 million or 12 million, Lin Zifeng would pay compensation without blinking an eye.

However, this wine is obviously not a century-old cellar, and Lin Qingqing probably did not drop this wine, but there is a mystery hidden on the shelf.

"You brat, what do you mean by this? Do you know that your words constitute a slander against our Emperor Ting for selling fake wine? We, Emperor Ting, need to sell fake wine?"

The woman shouted angrily: "In order not to lose money, you can make up such excuses. You are really ridiculous."

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally, pushed the woman away, protected Lin Qingqing behind him, and said coldly:

"Okay, then I'll invite a professional sommelier to come over now to see if this wine is old wine or Erguotou from the street!"

By slandering Lin Qingqing, Lin Zifeng naturally cannot give in and will definitely fight to the end.

When she heard that Lin Zifeng was looking for a professional sommelier, the woman looked as usual, "We have a professional sommelier at Emperor Ting. Manager Wang, please come and tell them whether this wine is a century-old wine."

Hearing this, a fat bald man ran over quickly. He smelled the alcohol on the ground and said with certainty:

“This is unmistakable from a century-old cellar, and it’s still a fine wine.”

Lin Zifeng sneered, "You guys have the final say, so how about saying this is a thousand-year-old fairy brew?"

As he said that, Lin Zifeng took a bottle next to him, activated his energy, raised his hand, and shook some of the wine on the ground.

Lin Zifeng caught the wine in a bottle and said with a smile: "Do you want to find a professional organization to test it? Then ask someone from the Liquor Association to take a look."

“Let’s see if you, Emperor Ting, are selling fake wine!!”

Just as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, an arrogant voice suddenly came: "Who dares to talk nonsense here, saying that our Emperor Ting sells fake wine?!" Lin Qingqing immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I

I didn't even touch the wine just now, but I didn't know why it fell to the ground."

When Lin Zifeng heard the noise here, he immediately walked over and saw a broken bottle of wine on the ground. In front of Lin Qingqing stood a woman with heavy makeup. She pointed at Lin Qingqing and cursed:

"It wasn't someone who knocked you down. Could it be that a ghost knocked him down?"

Although Lin Qingqing was usually cheerful, this woman's fierce look still made Lin Qingqing a little timid.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it. How much does the wine cost? I can pay for it," Lin Qingqing said sadly.

As soon as Lin Qingqing said that she wanted to lose money, the woman's eyes flashed with a hint of success, and she said coldly: "Well, since you want to lose money, I won't say anything else."

As she said that, she looked at Lin Zifeng and Lin Qingqing, as if judging how much money Lin Zifeng and Lin Qingqing could afford.

After seeing Lin Zifeng and Lin Qingqing dressed in extraordinary clothes, the woman's face clearly showed a hint of joy, and she said with a smile:

"This bottle of wine is not expensive. It is a century-old wine from our Imperial Ting, which is relatively ordinary. It has a gold label and costs one hundred and twenty-eight thousand."

Lin Qingqing's little face turned pale when she heard that this bottle of wine actually cost 128,000 yuan. For her, 120,000 yuan was already a big number.

Seeing Lin Qingqing's expression, the woman seemed to be worried that Lin Qingqing would run away, so she raised her hand and grabbed Lin Qingqing's wrist.

"I'm telling you, if you don't pay, you're not allowed to leave. Don't even think about playing tricks.

Hearing this, Lin Zifeng frowned slightly, playing tricks?

"We don't know how to play tricks, but you are playing tricks. The wine on the ground is so strong, but not fragrant at all. It's just an ordinary Erguotou."

"Also, why did this bottle of wine fall on the ground? You will know if you turn up the surveillance camera and take a look. You are not the one who can taint someone by talking nonsense.

Innocent."

If Lin Qingqing really threw it, even if the wine was worth 1.2 million or 12 million, Lin Zifeng would pay compensation without blinking an eye.

However, this wine is obviously not a century-old cellar, and Lin Qingqing probably did not drop this wine, but there is a mystery hidden on the shelf.

"You brat, what do you mean by this? Do you know that your words constitute a slander against our Emperor Ting for selling fake wine? We, Emperor Ting, need to sell fake wine?"

The woman shouted angrily: "In order not to lose money, you can make up such excuses. You are really ridiculous."

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally, pushed the woman away, protected Lin Qingqing behind him, and said coldly:

"Okay, then I'll invite a professional sommelier to come over now to see if this wine is old wine or Erguotou from the street!"

By slandering Lin Qingqing, Lin Zifeng naturally cannot give in and will definitely fight to the end.

When she heard that Lin Zifeng was looking for a professional sommelier, the woman looked as usual, "We have a professional sommelier at Emperor Ting. Manager Wang, please come and tell them whether this wine is a century-old wine."

Hearing this, a fat bald man ran over quickly. He smelled the alcohol on the ground and said with certainty:

“This is unmistakable from a century-old cellar, and it’s still a fine wine.”

Lin Zifeng sneered, "You guys have the final say, so how about saying this is a thousand-year-old fairy brew?"

As he said that, Lin Zifeng took a bottle next to him, activated his energy, raised his hand, and shook some of the wine on the ground.

Lin Zifeng caught the wine in a bottle and said with a smile: "Do you want to find a professional organization to test it? Then ask someone from the Liquor Association to take a look."

“Let’s see if you, Emperor Ting, are selling fake wine!!”
Chapter completed!
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