Chapter 21: Do You Drink Red Wine?
Ferrari was speeding on the road, with a huge roar, like lightning, more like thunder, Chen Zixuan put one hand on the steering wheel, slowed down the speed a little, and smiled at Ye Zhuang: "How is it, can you still stand it?"
"No problem. Ye Zhuang said, his arms pillowed behind his head, and he closed his eyes comfortably.
"That's right, Ye Zhuang. Chen Zixuan thought about it, and suddenly asked, "That Supreme Gold Card is not yours, right?"
"Hmm. Ye Zhuang nodded without hesitation: "It was lent to me by someone else." β
"I guessed so, but if it were me, I'd lend it to you. β
Ye Zhuang slowly opened his eyes and smiled a little puzzled: "Why?"
Chen Zixuan tilted his head and glanced at Ye Zhuang, his eyes were very sincere, he shook off the steering wheel and said: "You are very special, different from most of the people we know, and Ye Zhuang, do you know? No matter what kind of person you are, in my eyes Chen Zixuan, you are my friend." β
"Ha......" Ye Zhuang touched his nose, as if he had goosebumps all over his body, but his heart also became soft because of Chen Zixuan's words: "Zixuan, why did you suddenly become so numb when you spoke...... Well, I'm only interested in women. β
"Damn!" Chen Zixuan burst into a foul language speechlessly, and scolded with a smile: "I'm only interested in women, OK?!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
The two couldn't help but look at each other and smile, Chen Zixuan slammed the accelerator, and Ferrari sped up again.
At night, the sky darkened slightly, and two Ferraris stopped one after the other in front of the Oriental Lijing Hotel.
Chen Ziang, Chen Zixuan, and Ye Zhuang got off the car one by one, turned their heads and glanced behind them, only to see that Lin Qingdong's Cadillac had just arrived.
Oriental Lijing Hotel, which is the most luxurious and expensive five-star hotel in Jiangdong City, is a national chain with an excellent reputation.
The majestic and towering exterior structure shows its magnificence, and the guests who can stay here are all celebrities, and the cars are basically more than one million.
As far as the eye can see, there are various types of luxury cars parked in the open-air parking lot, and it is said that the parking fee here is as high as 80 yuan per hour.
Ye Zhuang and the three of them waited until Lin Qingdong got out of the car and walked over, and watched the doorman park their car in the parking lot, and then the four of them walked towards the hotel lobby.
The hostess at the door smiled, bowed standardly, and pushed open the hotel door.
When the four of them entered the hotel, they saw the bright lobby lights shining, and on the luxurious long row of sofas, several middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes, who looked like business owners, were talking about business.
The frosted patterns and tiles on the walls, as well as the smooth floors, reflect each other and flow of guests.
That's the luxury of a top hotel, both in terms of dΓ©cor and service, which is top-notch.
Lin Qingdong has been here many times, of course, most of them came with his father, entertaining some business partners here, and at the same time, his father also paved the way for him in advance in order to introduce Lin Qingdong to him.
As a rich second generation, although he is a little embarrassed, Lin Qingdong still understands this truth.
What's more, he already enjoyed the sense of superiority brought to him by the Oriental Lijing Hotel, and every time he came, he would take a few photos and send them to Moments to show off his usual life to his classmates.
The hotel has 52 floors, of which the 20th and 21st floors are restaurants.
The 20th floor is self-service and is where most guests dine, with reasonable prices and a wide variety of food and beverages, and free drinks are served.
The 21st floor is a high-end western restaurant, with private rooms, booths, and one-to-one service, with special waiters waiting for dispatch at any time.
Of course, such a restaurant is also very expensive.
Lin Qingdong sincerely introduced Chen Ziang and Chen Zixuan, and his tone no longer had that arrogant and domineering flavor.
He said: "I am a VIP customer here, I am very familiar with this place, and I have already booked a table at the high-end restaurant on the 21st floor on the way here, you can rest assured that someone will receive us in a while." β
Chen Ziang didn't say much, followed Lin Qingdong, and entered the elevator.
With a ding, the elevator stopped on the twenty-first floor, and the four of them, led by the waiter, came to a window booth and sat down.
The location is good, the white gauze curtains and the snow-white table tops laid on the table are all one, and you can look out through the polished floor-to-ceiling windows, just in time to see the most beautiful lake view of Central Park.
The seating of the four people is very interesting, Chen Ziang, Chen Zixuan, and Ye Zhuang sat on one side, leaving Lin Qingdong sitting alone on the other side, with the word 'embarrassment' obviously written on his face.
"Hello sir, what do you want to eat?" The waiter came over with a menu, first laid out the napkins on the table for the four of them, and then handed the menu to Lin Qingdong as he spoke.
Lin Qingdong coughed lightly, the embarrassment on his face was thrown to the back of his mind, he pretended to flip it a few times, and said very casually: "A French steak, a pan-fried foie gras, the steak should be medium-rare, well, another bottle of ten-year-old Burgundy, that's all." β
After speaking, he glanced at Ye Zhuang very contemptuously, threw the menu over casually, and continued: "Ye Zhuang, take a look, order what you want to eat, hey, if it's the first time to eat Western food, if you don't know how to order it, you can order the same thing with me." β
Chen Ziang knew that Lin Qingdong was provoking Yezhuang again, and he was a little unhappy, so he grabbed the menu and said, "Three red wine baked steaks and vegetable salad......"
Pointing at his younger brother Chen Zixuan, "Bring him another cream mushroom soup, thank you." β
"Okay, wait a minute. The waiter retrieved the menu and turned to the service desk.
About a quarter of an hour later, two waiters in white chef suits approached with a food cart.
Four plates with round stainless steel lids were brought to the table, and the lids were lifted to reveal the steak still steaming.
Boom!
Another waiter shook the burgundy wine, uncorked it, and poured it over the four of them.
"I would like to toast you two and welcome them to Jiangdong. Lin Qingdong pinched the goblet, sandwiched it between his fingers and shook it gently, and the dark red burgundy wine tumbled and hit the wall of the glass.
Lin Qingdong held his wine glass and waited for Chen Ziang and Chen Zixuan to clink glasses with him, but Chen Ziang didn't pay attention to him at all, but gently touched Ye Zhuang.
"Come, Ye Zhuang, it's rare to meet a friend like you today, in order to celebrate, let's have a toast. β
For the first time, Lin Qingdong felt the powerlessness of being left aside, he took a deep breath, his tone was a little unkind, and he said in a weird manner: "Ye Zhuang, do you drink red wine? This is not those cheap goods in the supermarket." β
Ye Zhuang smiled faintly, held the foot of the cup in one hand, shook it clockwise a few times, and after the wine in the cup was in full contact with the air, he put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then took a sip.
Immediately, he gently closed his eyes, the tip of his tongue swirled in his mouth, felt the aftertaste of red wine, smacked his lips, and said slowly: "The taste is good, with a hint of sweetness in the sourness, it is indeed a very authentic red wine produced in Burgundy, France, but the age of this bottle of wine should not be ten years old." β
Saying that, Ye Zhuang breathed another sigh, continued to feel the aftertaste in the air and between his lips and teeth, and said: "At most, it is about seven to eight years, but it is also very good, after all, red wine is not based on the length of the storage year to measure the taste and value, and on the contrary, many red wines do not support storage for too long, because the 'tannins' in red wine will slowly lose over time." β
Tannins, one of the two phenolic compounds contained in wine, are fermented by soaking grapes and skins.
Seeing Ye Zhuang speaking so professionally, Lin Qingdong couldn't help laughing: "Ouch, I'll go, it's quite like that, you said that this bottle of Burgundy is not ten years old, does that mean I won't taste red wine?"
Ye Zhuang shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are very self-aware. β
"Ye Zhuang, don't fucking take too much! This meal was invited by Lao Tzu! Otherwise, do you think that with a poor dick like you, you will have the opportunity to eat in this kind of high-end restaurant in this life?!" Lin Qingdong slapped the table and scolded with a red face.