Many women around looked at Kuang Meier with jealousy in their eyes.
How could a pregnant woman receive such preferential treatment from Longming Tower?
"It would be great if Longminglou would do this for me."
"If someone is willing to photograph the most expensive red wine for me and choose a job related to my hobby, I will definitely become his woman without hesitation..."
Chu Tianshu finally understood that this so-called cocktail party was organized by Long Minglou specifically to show his goodwill to Kuang Meier.
He didn't understand. Kuang Meier's belly was so big, so she still cared about her?
Chu Tianshu couldn't help but wonder, does this guy have ulterior motives?
Long Minglou pointed to the red wine that was brought into the arena and said to everyone: "This is the latest red wine from Domaine Romanée-Conti this year. You can enjoy it today."
"Wow, Minglou is so generous... so handsome..."
"Enjoy it to your heart's content, then I will have a few more drinks..."
Long Minglou brought a glass of wine to Kuang Meier and said softly: "Meier, please try it."
Kuang Meier put her hand on her belly and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm pregnant and can't drink."
Long Minglou said: "It's okay. Drink less red wine. It's good for your health."
"Is drinking alcohol good for pregnant women? Which quack doctor told you?"
Chu Tianshu snorted coldly, stepped forward and snatched the goblet from Long Minglou's hand: "Here, let me help you identify it."
As he spoke, he put the goblet to his nose and sniffed.
Smelling the wine in the glass, he frowned slightly, then took a sip and savored it in his mouth.
A disdainful smile flashed across Long Ming's face, and he said in a long tone: "You are the only one who knows about red wine?"
Chu Tianshu said calmly: "I haven't studied it specifically. I drink too much, so I naturally understand a little bit."
"Drink too much?" Long Minglou smiled disdainfully, "Have you ever drank wine from Chateau Romanée-Conti before?"
Someone next to him immediately sarcastically said: "How could he afford to drink wine from Domaine de la Romanée-Conti? It's probably because Erguotou drank too much. I heard that drinking too much of that low-quality wine will affect your IQ."
Someone else echoed: "Yes, yes, I think there is something wrong with this person's brain."
Long Minglou pressed his hands flat: "Okay, for Mei'er's sake, don't even say anything."
The men and women around him all shut up, but the looks they looked at Chu Tianshu were still full of teasing and disdain.
If it were someone with a thinner skin, he would definitely not be able to withstand the pressure of their gazes and would probably hide his face and run away.
But who was Chu, and how could he care about their cynicism? He tilted his glass, spilled the red wine on the grass at his feet, and curled his lips and said, "I have drunk a lot of wine from Chateau Romanée-Conti, but...
I have never tasted this fake wine from Domaine de la Romanée-Conti.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
After reacting, they all meowed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"He's just a pretty boy raised by Kuang Mei'er. Have you ever drank good wine?"
"How dare you say this is fake wine, it's simply ridiculous."
The reason why they are so excited is not only to protect Longming Tower, but also to protect their own face.
So many people highly admire Longminglou's wine. If Longminglou's wine really becomes a fake wine, and it is tasted by Chu Tianshu, a pretty boy they look down on, they will be ashamed of themselves.
Where to put it?
Long Minglou still looked personable, but his eyes were a bit colder: "I am now the only agent of Chateau Romanée-Conti in China. You actually said that my wine is fake. Don't you think it's ridiculous?
?"
As he spoke, he shook the wine bottle in his hand: "I'm even willing to share wine worth more than two million yuan with my friends. Do you think I would drink fake wine to my friends?"
Everyone around them laughed and looked at Chu Tianshu with contempt.
"Minglou, don't pay attention to him. He is just a country bumpkin whose brain has been damaged by strong alcohol."
"That's right, he probably hasn't even heard of the name Chateau Romanée-Conti before. How could he have drank it, and how could he tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one..."
Long Minglou nodded and looked at Kuang Mei'er who was standing aside: "He slandered my reputation so much. Isn't it too much for me to ask him for an apology?"
Kuang Meier looked at Chu Tianshu.
"I didn't slander him, I told the truth, so..."
Chu Tianshu shrugged: "Why should I apologize?"
Kuang Meier said: "Why do you say that other people's wine is fake? There must be a real reason, right? You just say that the wine on the table is fake. You have never even touched the out-of-print red wine in their hands.
How do you know it’s fake wine?”
"Reason?" Chu Tianshu curled his lips, pointing to the out-of-print red wine held in Long Minglou's arms and said: "He is right, this red wine is indeed out-of-print. There are only three bottles in existence, but the three bottles in existence are all
It is in the hands of the same collector and has not been sold, so what he has in his hands can only be fake wine."
Long Minglou said angrily: "This is simply nonsense."
Someone immediately echoed: "Even if this is really the case, someone who can collect three bottles of out-of-print red wine must be a big shot. How do you know this?"
"That's right, you don't want to say that you know that big shot, do you?"
The men and women laughed in unison as if they had heard some big joke.
Long Minglou narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me, which big shot collected those three bottles of wine?"
Chu Tianshu said calmly: "I told you that you don't know him. How can such a big shot be known to all cats and dogs?"
Naturally, he would not tell these people that the big shot was himself.
He had been obsessed with red wine for a while.
Since he wants to drink red wine, of course he wants to drink the best because of his personality, so he met the people from Chateau Romanée-Conti.
Later, by chance, he helped the Romanée-Conti winery a lot. To express its gratitude, the Romanée-Conti winery gave him 30% of its shares.
He had long since stopped drinking the wine from Chateau Romanée-Conti, so he could tell the authenticity as soon as he took it into his mouth.
Long Minglou looked at Kuang Meier and said meaningfully: "Although I really don't want to embarrass your friend, I can't tolerate everything. I will give him one last chance to apologize to me immediately."
Kuang Meier sighed, "I apologize to you on his behalf, Longminglou."
She knew Mr. Chu's character and could not bow to Long Minglou.
Long Minglou shook his head: "It's not you who did the wrong thing, why do you have to apologize? I will not accept your apology."
"Don't you want an authoritative appraisal?" After everyone's eyes were on him, Chu Tianshu smiled quietly, "Mr. Long Minglou, you just signed the contract. The people from Romanee-Conti Winery should not have left China yet.
Right? Can’t we just let them give an authoritative appraisal?”