After Liu Qing glanced at Yang Fan, she lowered her head and looked at the table, not knowing what she was thinking. However, she grabbed Yang Fan's hand, but she involuntarily tightened it.

Feeling Liu Qing's movements, Yang Fan also gently shook Liu Qing's hand and responded to Liu Qing. and showed a bright smile to Liu Qing.

This scene fell in Fan Bo's eyes, but it really made Fan Bo feel uncomfortable.

In addition to being the daughter of the director of the city hospital, which point can Yuan Lihong compare to Liu Qing? Besides, after talking to Liu Qing for three years, can she have no feelings?

The fact is that Yang Fan analyzed that Fan Bo hooked up with Yuan Lihong for his own future and abandoned Liu Qing. Of course, Liu Qing has never given her body to Fan Bo, which is also one of the factors for their breakup. After all, no man wants to be an ascetic during a relationship! Not even Yang Fan is an exception!

And Fan Libo made this choice, but it was not as difficult as Yang Fan imagined. First, Yuan Lihong can help him in his career, and second, Yuan Lihong has handed herself over to Fan Libo. Although Yuan Lihong's appearance and figure are not comparable to Liu Qing, she is also a woman, isn't it?

Yang Fan didn't know this, but he was indeed taking Fan Bo as the boss now!

"Since you yourself promised to invite this meal, what else is there to be polite to you? Give up Liu Qing for a woman like Yuan Lihong who wants to be beautiful and have no figure? Brother despises you!" Yang Fan thought in his heart, but said on his lips: "Director Fan, just now I only cared about letting you order, and I didn't ask you if you were drinking!"

"No drinking, no drinking, we don't drink. Fan Bo said immediately.

"Then, you don't mind if I drink a little, right?" Yang Fan asked with a cautious expression.

With the experience of Yang Fan's order, Fan Bo and Yuan Lihong were very careful! However, since they had already taken care of everything and said that they were treated, could they not meet Yang Fan's request to drink some wine?

"We don't mind if you drink a little, but I'm afraid that Mr. Yang will ask for some wine that is not available in this seafood restaurant. Yuan Lihong thought for a while and said, "In that case, we have to let the waiters here buy it, and when they even bring the food and wine, we are afraid that we will have to eat dinner directly!"

"That's absolutely not good!" Yang Fan immediately said: "I'll just order the wine here!"

"Then Mr. Yang, let's do it. Fan Bo and Yuan Lihong looked at each other and said.

"Waiter!" Yang Fan stood at the door of the private room again, his voice loud enough.

The waiter immediately came over and said, "Sir, I have already bought you the food you ordered just now." ”

"Oh, that's not it, bring me another bottle of wine!" Yang Fan said.

"Okay, what kind of wine do you want?" the waiter immediately asked.

Yang Fan replied: "They say that the 82-year-old Lafite is worth a lot, but my brother can't get used to that thing, you can give me a bottle of 82-year-old Moutai!"

"Poof!" Rao is Liu Qing was in a bad mood, and after hearing Yang Fan's words, she couldn't help but squirt out a sip of tea that she drank into her mouth, but fortunately, Liu Qing turned her head away, otherwise, I was afraid that it would be sprayed on the dinner table.

And Fan Bo also has a black line on his face, Moutai in 82, how does this guy's head grow?

Yuan Lihong snorted coldly, and said nonchalantly: "There are 100 people under your hands? It's disgusting! If you don't have the ability, you should brag less! Moutai is still 82 years old! I doubt that this kind of soil bun has ever seen Moutai!"

Yuan Lihong's voice was not small, Yang Fan, who was standing at the door, must have heard it, but Yang Fan still paid attention to the waiter at the door as if he hadn't heard it, waiting for the waiter's answer.

Liu Qing looked at Yang Fan and wanted to refute Yuan Lihong! But what sarcastic words could she say to such a simple person? It can be said that Liu Qing was a little clumsy at this time.

Liu Qing couldn't think of anything that could be sarcastic about Yuan Lihong, so she simply shut up, and at the same time thought in her heart: "Let Yang Fan mock her herself! Yang Fan is not a master who is willing to suffer, Yuan Lihong sarcastically mocks him, he will definitely mock Yuan Lihong." ”

"I'm sorry, sir, we don't. The waiter replied to Yang Fan with an embarrassed face, and at the same time, he had already noticed that the atmosphere between the guests at this table today was very strange?

"No, you have to talk to the boss. The waiter secretly made a decision in his heart, although Yang Fan slaughtered people, their seafood restaurant can get greater benefits, but in case the slaughtered person is hairy, and the fight starts, then no one will settle the bill!

"Nonsense. When Yang Fan heard the waiter's words, he immediately said angrily: "There is obviously a bottle on your counter! The white porcelain bottle is sealed with a red plastic cap and covered with a layer of red plastic film, and the front label is well-known at home and abroad in black on a gold background, and Kweichow Moutai is written in red on a white background!"

"Huh?" the waiter was surprised, and said in his heart, "This guest has such sharp eyes!" There is really such a bottle of old wine on the counter of the seafood restaurant, but I don't know when it was.

"This bottle of wine is our boss's own, and we don't know if he sells it or not!" said the waiter weakly.

"Then call your boss, I'll discuss it with him!" Yang Fan said immediately.

The waiter thought for a moment and said, "Okay, please wait." After saying this, the waiter went downstairs to call the boss.

The conversation between Yang Fan and the waiter, Fan Bo, Yuan Lihong and Liu Qing in the private room were all heard very clearly. Liu Qing's face did not change, and Fan Bo and Yuan Lihong glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes!

"Is this guy a bun, or is he hiding it deeply, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" Fan Bo and Yuan Lihong thought about this question in their hearts at the same time.

After a short time, the owner of the seafood restaurant came upstairs, the owner of the seafood restaurant was in his fifties and a little old man who was full of energy!

"Young man, are you going to drink the bottle of Moutai on my counter?" the owner of the seafood restaurant asked with a smile as he stood in front of Yang Fan.

"Yes, boss, you just can't bear to cut your love?" Yang Fan also smiled and handed out a cigarette.

The owner of the seafood restaurant gently blocked Yang Fan's hand and said, "I don't smoke, I only like to drink a little in my life." ”

"No wonder!" Yang Fan lit a cigarette and said: "To be able to collect a bottle of eighty-two years old Moutai must be something that only people who love to drink can do." And you have to love to drink and not drink!"

"The young man has good eyesight, he can even see that the bottle of wine is 82 years old? It seems that you are also a wine lover?" The boss heard the waiter say that there were guests who wanted 82 years of Moutai, and he also designated that the bottle of Moutai on the counter was 82 years old!

The owner of the seafood restaurant was a wine lover, and when he heard that someone could tell at a glance that the bottle of Moutai was 82 years old, he immediately became a confidant! What he didn't expect was that the person who could recognize this bottle of wine was 82 years old would be such a young man. This was a bit unexpected by the boss, who thought that the person who could recognize the bottle of wine must be about the same age as himself.

"If you want to say that I love wine, I really have a little bit, but I just love to drink. Yang Fan said honestly: "The reason why I recognized this bottle of Moutai is that it is 82 years old, because I once drank it once, it is such a package, and the bottle is almost worn!

Hearing Yang Fan's words, the boss was stunned, and then smiled: "You are quite realistic!"

"Boss, give us your bottle of wine, right?" Yang Fan said with a smile.

The boss shook his head and said, "No!"

"Why?" Yang Fan asked.

"Two reasons!First, you're not really a drinker, that's the main reason. Second, when I bought this wine, it was only ten yuan a bottle, how much do you think I should give you?" said the boss with a smile.

"Boss, didn't you buy a few more bottles at that time?" People who are not of the same era can't understand what the concept of ten yuan was at that time, Yang Fan couldn't help but ask.

The boss shook his head and said, "Ten yuan was a lot of money at that time, you can't imagine it! I only have two bottles in my collection, one at home and one bottle here as a treasure of the town store." ”

Hearing that the boss said that he had collected two bottles, Yang Fan's eyes lit up!

"No, if you say anything today, you have to let this boss take out a bottle and bleed Fan Bo and Yuan Lihong!" Yang Fan was secretly ruthless in his heart, but his head was spinning rapidly, thinking of a way to make this boss give up a bottle of eighty-two years of Moutai!

Suddenly, Yang Fan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and said to the owner of the seafood restaurant with a thief smile: "Boss, have you ever drunk Moutai in 82?"

"No!" replied the owner of the seafood restaurant with a disappointed look, although he had collected two bottles of Moutai from '82, but it was precisely because of his age that he was reluctant to drink it himself.

"Then do you want to try it?" Yang Fan was like a demon, seducing the owner of the seafood restaurant step by step!

Hearing Yang Fan's words, the owner of the seafood restaurant suddenly had his eyes lit up, how could a person like him who loves wine not want to taste what Moutai in 82 tasted like?

At that moment, the owner of the seafood restaurant replied without thinking: "Yes!"

"Then you give me a bottle, and I'll leave you half a bottle, how about it?" Yang Fan bewitched the owner of the seafood restaurant: "Anyway, you also have two bottles in your collection, this thing has one less bottle to drink, one bottle less, and the rest of your bottle will definitely increase in value! Moreover, I didn't let you sell it for nothing, the price of this kind of eighty-two year Moutai on the market is about 15,000 to 20,000 yuan, and I will directly pay the highest price, 20,000 yuan!"

It's not that I can't give you a higher price to cut your love, it's that I'll give you half a bottle left! Now that you have transferred the wine, you can drink half a bottle yourself, and taste what it's like to taste Moutai in '82, why not do it?"

"Deal!" The owner of the seafood restaurant said these two words after weighing it in his heart for a while!