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Chapter 198 Gathering into Poetry

 Gradually Simei became drunk.

"I finally understand why men drink." Rerezui leaned on the table with eyes dazed, trying hard to support his head with his arms, but the coordination system of the cerebellum no longer obeyed, and the connection between the palms and the head always failed.

A misalignment occurred.

Like a roly-poly, stubborn.

No one noticed or cared anymore. It turned out that among the four beauties present, the one who drank the most was Amei.

As expected of a ginger, she is still hot as an old woman. She has a peaceful face and soft eyes, watching the heat around her gradually reaching the limit of her drinking capacity.

That expression seemed to say, I finally know my daughter’s drinking capacity, and it turns out it’s not a big deal.

Indeed.

Although Nuanre is involved in nightclubs, she relies solely on her courage and is lackluster in terms of hard power.

How to put it another way, Fengchen women have many sisters. If An An hadn't attacked the city for her everywhere and was invincible at the wine table, Nuan Re would not have escaped unscathed and remained calm.

Hotness is indeed a sign of loyalty. Hitting Du Keqiang's head with an ashtray that night was nothing more than an emotional experience of how difficult it is to live peacefully on weekdays.

What use is there for such a scumbag man!

Alas, little did they know, Du Keqiang turned out to be Zhou Ya’s husband.

Life is like a world of mortals and three glasses of wine.

"Then tell me, why do men drink?" Amei is like an undercover agent who has finally broken into the enemy's army. She takes this opportunity to be seductive and induce the enemy to reveal the most important secret.

What a pity parents have in the world.

Only in this way can you and your daughter be as close as sisters, get drunk together, go crazy together, and talk about so-called dreams together.

Rener rolled her eyes at Amei, forgetting that this person was her mother, as if she had become the best sister An An.

Brainless and brave, it makes people helpless and unable to control themselves.

"Because drinking makes you cowardly, and all men are cowards, haha..." Rener shook his goblet and talked to himself.

"Then Zhu Jingxuan is a coward?" Amei's eyes flashed and she went straight to the point.

Everything is calm.

This time, Bai Mei and Zhou Ya on one side were alarmed. They also sorted out their messy thoughts and listened intently to how Re Re commented on her boyfriend.

Male votes.

For girls nowadays, a boyfriend is a man.

Meal tickets for men.

You can have more or less. If you have more, it's just a fish pond. If you have less, it doesn't matter. It's convenient for time management and replacement.

Nuanre revealed her definition of a boyfriend, then changed the subject and said: "As long as it is true love, it doesn't matter whether you are cowardly or not. What matters is the number of votes."

Everyone was stunned.

"Then does he really love you?" Amei continued to be concerned, but this time she acted too hastily, which aroused Nuaner's alert.

"What are you doing?" Rener sat up straight, "I want you to take care of it!"

"I..." Amei was speechless.

"No one cares, no one cares, just be happy." Bai Mei smoothed things over.

"Yes, happiness is the most important thing." Zhou Ya followed suit.

"Beauties, this is the wine sent by our manager, please taste it." The bartender appeared in front of the Simei table at this time, and displayed the tray in his hand in front of the beauties in a ceremonial manner.

A tall wine bottle with a red label, accompanied by four glasses of wine.

This means that this wine was poured from this bottle. Obviously, this is a good bottle of wine.

Zhou Ya recognized the wine first and praised it: "Your manager is really generous. This is the ceiling of Mexican tequila. If I am not mistaken, this is Shaka Para."

"Sure enough, I know what I'm selling. Good wine to accompany a beautiful woman. I hope you all have a great time." After the bartender finished speaking, he pretended to leave.

"Where is your manager? Should we thank her?" Bai Mei said.

"Oh, our manager is over there!" the bartender said and pointed, but the bar was empty.

At the moment of embarrassment, the manager quickly trotted to the table and said politely: "I am the manager on duty. The picture of you together is so beautiful. I would like to express my feelings and please accept it."

"Thank you!" Except for Rener, the other three beauties said in unison.

At this time, Nuanre looked at the wine, looked at the manager, and asked with some confusion: "Why did you give us wine?"

"Oh, it's like this," the manager explained with a very worldly look: "This wine is reserved for our own reception and is only available to our most distinguished guests. This is a little privilege in my hands.

Because I am also a woman and was affected by the scene of your joyful gathering. I happened to overhear you mentioning mezcal agave, so I borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha to show my respect for you."

Watertight.

As a top salesperson, Bai Mei was very satisfied with the manager's expression.

Indeed, this is the basic quality of sales, that is, professionalism and trustworthiness.

They did mention mezcal tequila. That day, Bai Mei and A Mei had a wine tasting on the terrace. It was this wine that they particularly remembered.

The difference is that this time the wine label is red, and Zhou Ya recognized it.

In return, it is the minimum etiquette to taste and praise it in front of the manager.

Simei picked up the wine glass, clinked the glasses and took a sip.

"It tastes great. Did you add salt and lemon?" Amei asked the manager curiously.

"Yes, your taste buds are really talented." The manager replied.

"I usually drink a little wine, and I am also a fan of mezcal, but this is my first time drinking this wine." Amei told the truth.

"The purpose of adding salt and lemon is to bring out the unique smoke of Mexican tequila. In this way, it is a logo that echoes the Mexican rural atmosphere. The one that can achieve the ultimate is this Shaka Para." The manager took the opportunity.

He highlighted his professionalism as the executive lounge manager of a five-star hotel.

"Wow, it's all knowledge points, I have to write them down." Bai Mei smiled, shook the wine glass in her hand, and expressed her gratitude to the manager.

"Please use it patiently. By the way, can you give me a business card or add a friend? I would like to go to your flower shop to experience it when I have the opportunity. It is really a fascinating place." The manager requested sincerely.
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"Oh, it's easy to talk, welcome!" Amei said, taking out her mobile phone and glanced at Bai Mei and Zhou Ya with a look for advice, which means that I did it for you.

After adding it, the manager left with great gratitude.

The bartender followed the manager, glancing back from time to time. This scene was a rare scene in his career.

It turns out that elegance is so contagious!

Simei sat down again, and after some stimulation with good wine, the topic of changing tracks and starting a business, which had not been discussed for a long time, was about to be settled.

Zhou Ya said: "This manager is really bleeding. This wine is very expensive."

Amei said: "It seems that we are really suitable to start a business together. This has a lot of influence!"

Nuan said disdainfully: "Mom, what kind of Northeastern dialect do you, a Shanghainese, speak?"

Amei retorted: "Ah, are you sober?"

Hot: "Humph, I've never been drunk!"

Bai Mei said: "I have a bold idea..."


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