Zhao Jun stared at Ye Fan seriously, as if he wanted to see the strangeness in Ye Fan's frank expression.

However, he failed.

Ye Fan's expression at the moment, in addition to sincerity, was still sincere, and it didn't look like he was lying at all.

Still, he asked warily, "You really don't know how to drink?"

"Of course! The head teacher said that students can't drink!" Ye Fan behaved in two words - serious!

That's right!

Serious!

"Haha! The head teacher's words are nonsense, how can a man not drink when he comes out to eat!"

Zhao Jun was fooled, but the poor thing is that this guy is still very excited.

You stinky boy, since you can't drink, I'll make your stomach bleed!

"Brother Zhao, I'm ...... I can't drink it!"

"Don't be afraid, we're drinking red wine, we won't get drunk!"

"Really?"

"Of course, how could Brother Zhao deceive you?"

"I think it's better to forget it, I ......"

Ye Fan still wanted to pretend, but he found that Yang Yuxuan was staring at him speechlessly.

"Sister Yang, why are you staring at me like this?" Ye Fan smiled awkwardly.

"What do you say?"

Yang Yuxuan was not angry, she didn't want to speak, the key was that Ye Fan was too good at pretending.

Pretending that she can't even look at it!

Ye Fan obviously drank an amazing amount of alcohol, but he pretended to be a rookie.

If he hadn't seen Ye Fan get drunk with his own eyes, he might have been fooled by this guy.

This rascal is so good at acting, why don't you become an actor?

I saw Yang Yuxuan glance at Zhao Jun and sighed slightly.

Alas, poor Zhao Jun, it looks like you're going to be out of luck tonight!

"Haha! I don't know!"

Ye Fan's old face was slightly red, of course he was a little embarrassed to be so exposed by the beautiful landlady.

Fortunately!

Zhao Jun didn't notice anything unusual, and stupidly thought that he really didn't know how to drink.

"Don't drink too much!"

Yang Yuxuan admonished, what she meant seemed to be reminding Ye Fan to be more restrained, but in fact she was suggesting that he should be more restrained.

If Ye Fan drank too much, would Zhao Jun's situation be better?

No!

There is only one end for him, and that is - miserable!

“OK！”

Ye Fan made an OK gesture, and his action seemed like a sign of cowardice in Zhao Jun's eyes.

Soon, he asked his assistant to order a few more bottles of red wine.

Ten minutes later, the dish was served and the wine was served.

In order to show his local tyrant, Zhao Jun deliberately called 82-year-old Lafite, and that bottle was tens of thousands of yuan.

I saw him holding the wine glass, shaking it slightly, and in the transparent glass, the bright red wine rotated slightly.

"Yuxuan, do you know why I drink Lafite?"

Zhao Jun pretended to be Sven, and he made himself very tasteful.

"I don't know!"

Yang Yuxuan shook her head slightly.

"The quality and personality of Lafe Lafite is unparalleled, and I have always called it the queen of dancing on the taste buds, because it gives people the same feeling you give me – generous, beautiful, noble and charming!"

Zhao Jun ignored Ye Fan's existence and confessed with a naked-naked hint.

"Thank you!"

Yang Yuxuan's face was a little embarrassed, because she knew that Ye Fan would be jealous again.

At this time, she secretly glanced at Ye Fan, and saw a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not good!

He's really jealous!

Yang Yuxuan was slightly shocked in her heart, because she knew that Ye Fan had a habit.

That is, the more he laughs, the more dissatisfied he is.

At this time, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth were playful, and his eyes were a little disdainful.

It's cultured, isn't it? Okay! Let me show you what it means to be a cultured person!

I saw him clapping his hands and praising him, "Brother Zhao, you are so knowledgeable, let my brother open my eyes!"

"Where, where!"

Zhao Jun looked angry, it was rare to win back a city in front of Ye Fan, could he not be happy?

"Then I want to ask you, at the 1985 Christie's auction in London, how much did a bottle of Lafite, signed by the third president of the United States in 1787, sell for at that time?" Ye Fan smiled.

"This ...... Well, this one!"

Zhao Jun's expression was embarrassed, he knew how much Lafite was about a piece, but who would remember the auction price in such a long time?

Actually, Lafite is currently the record holder for the most expensive bottle of wine in the world, selling for £15,000, setting and holding the record for the most expensive bottle of wine in the world!"

Ye Fan explained.

Huh?

I can't see that this scoundrel knows a lot!

Suddenly, Yang Yuxuan's eyes looked at Ye Fan and became different.

"Haha! yes, yes, 15,000 pounds! I almost forgot!" Zhao Jun laughed shamelessly.

"Then do you know who auctioned off that high-priced bottle of Lafite?" Ye Fan asked rhetorically.

"This ...... This!"

Zhao Jun had a crazy urge, damn it! You're asking all these tricky questions, how do I know who auctioned it off?

"Actually, it was auctioned off by Malcolm-Forbes, owner of Forbes magazine. Ye Fan smiled faintly.

Malcolm-Forbes？

What kind of birdman is he?

Zhao Jun scolded secretly, but he knew that no matter how cultured he was, he would be embarrassed to death by Ye Fan.

Immediately, he compromised and laughed, "Haha! I didn't expect you to know so much about Lafite culture!"

"There's nothing to be proud of, I knew this in the first grade of elementary school!"

Ye Fan shrugged helplessly, thinking, pretending! Are you pretending to be cultured for me? I didn't make a sound, you pretending to be a fart!

"Haha! You're so humorous!"

The corners of Zhao Jun's mouth twitched slightly, and he scolded bitterly in his heart, Damn! You mean to say that I am not even as good as a primary school student?

Swearing without a word of swear - so vicious!

was robbed of the limelight by Ye Fan one after another, and Zhao Jun didn't mention how aggrieved he was.

So, he wanted to drunk Ye Fan with red wine.

Seeing that he raised his wine glass, he smiled and said, "Ye Fan! Come, toast to your erudition!"

"I ...... I'll just drink a little bit!"

Ye Fan's expression pretended to be a little embarrassed, and he gestured with his fingers.

"No problem! Drink as much as you say!" Zhao Jun behaved very happily, "I'll do it first as respect!"

"Gollum!"

Immediately, he took the lead in drinking the red wine.

I saw that he wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth slightly with a tissue, and then deliberately provoked Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, it's time for you to drink!"

"Good!!"

Then, Ye Fan put down the wine glass, and then directly grabbed a bottle of red wine.

Immediately, he made a move that made Zhao Jun feel very crazy.

He...... He directly put the whole bottle of red wine ...... Drink it!

"Gollum!"

"Gollum!"

"Gollum!"

……

Zhao Jun hadn't come to his senses yet, and Ye Fan had already drunk the red wine.

"......Wait! Didn't you just say you couldn't drink enough, and then you just drank a little bit?"

Zhao Jun's whole person became dumbfounded.

"That's right, I mean a little bit of red wine, and I only drink a little bit of it!"

Ye Fan reversed the red wine, and the bottle mouth was facing down.

"Tick!"

I saw a drop of red wine slowly flowing, just dripping on the wine table, and then quickly moistened the cloth.

Ye Fan put down the wine bottle and looked embarrassed, "Okay!

……