In the bar, when he heard the sound of glass breaking, the bar manager knew that this was probably going to be a bad day.

He didn't rush forward, but asked the waiter to go first, and he hid aside and quietly called the bar owner again.

Opening a bar not only requires a lot of money, a large number of contacts and various relationships are necessary conditions, plus this bar is ostensibly in the business of selling alcohol, but secretly in a special business, it is determined that the owner of this bar must not be an ordinary person.

In fact, the owner of the bar is not only not an ordinary person, but also a sharp person, a woman.

When she received the call, Wang Xinyue didn't plan to deal with such a trivial matter at first, but now she has a lot of things to worry about, the bar is just a business in the nature of her playing tickets, and now the family situation is critical, how can she deal with such trivial things at this time.

But not long after, when the bar manager called again, Wang Xinyue changed her mind, which stemmed from a person's name - An Wen.

Wang Xinyue had heard of this guy for a long time, she couldn't wait to peel off the skin and drink the blood of the stable, otherwise how could she have suffered so much grievance because of such a trivial matter, you know, he had never beaten himself before.

"Maintain the current situation, they will smash them as they want, and I will be there in a while. When Wang Xinyue was about to hang up the phone, she hesitated for a moment and added: "If they dare to do it, they don't need to be afraid, just do it." ”

The bar manager got Wang Xinyue's answer, and immediately made up his mind in his heart, it seems that it is another bloody storm, and he is destined to die to the end.

In the bar, Wen Zhibin looked like a gentleman, and after he deliberately threw the wine glass on the ground, he directly smashed all the wine on the table.

"I've never seen a bar that dares to sell me fake wine in the realm of Suzhou and Hangzhou. Wen Zhibin leaned on the table and looked at the waiter in front of him with a sneer.

"Since it's fake wine, it should be smashed. Wen Zhibin put his hands around his chest and said softly, "You have no opinion, right?"

Although this is a bar, there has never been such a bad thing before, and the waiter has never encountered such a situation, so he had to whisper: "Sir, the wine we have here is all from the authentic manufacturer, and it is not a fake wine......

Wen Zhibin doesn't have such a good temper as stability, he won't be kind to him because the person in front of him has nothing to do with this matter, for Wen Zhibin, as long as it is an obstacle stone on his way forward, he will kick it all away, no matter who you are.

"You say that, do you mean I'm lying?" Wen Zhibin kicked on the table, rushed to the waiter, grabbed the waiter's collar with wide eyes, and said coldly: "You tell me, did I tell a lie?!"

The waiter was about to cry, but he resignedly said, "No...... No. ”

Wen Zhibin was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed, he let go of his hands that were holding the waiter's collar, and even smoothed the wrinkles on the waiter's clothes with his hands, and then said with a gentle smile: "That's right, where did I tell a lie, you sold fake wine, right?"

The waiter stood trembling to the side, his head bowed and not knowing what to say.

Wen Zhibin stretched out his hand and gently patted the waiter's shoulder, and whispered: "You just need to tell the truth of the matter, and I won't be difficult for you, right?" Come on, say it out loud, what kind of wine are you selling here." ”

The waiter raised his head and glanced at Wen Zhibin, then turned around and looked into the corner, how much he hoped that the bar manager would stand up at this moment and liberate him.

"Sir, here we are...... We're really selling ...... here."

Wen Zhibin grabbed the waiter's shoulders with both hands, his originally smiling face instantly became gloomy, he began to exert force with both hands, grabbed the waiter's shoulders tightly, and said coldly: "I said that you are selling fake wine here, don't you?

The waiter felt that his shoulders were about to be scrapped, and he trembled and refused to speak, hoping that the moment would be over quickly.

Wen Zhibin's expression gradually became a little hideous, he shook his fist in the air a few times, then turned around in place a few times in extreme impatience, and then kicked on the table, almost knocking the table over.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you selling fake wine?!" Wen Zhibin turned around, stared into the waiter's eyes and shouted coldly.

He hoped that the waiter would obediently say the answer he wanted, and the man was watching him from upstairs, if he couldn't even do this thing well, Wen Jibin himself couldn't choose to forgive himself.

"Yes...... It's a fake ......" The waiter finally couldn't bear the pressure and was ready to say the answer Wen Qianbin wanted.

But at this moment, a young man came over and interrupted the waiter: "I'm sorry, our bar never sells fake wine, if you come here to drink, we welcome it, on the contrary, if you come to stir up trouble, heh-"

The bar manager winked, and a large group of security guards immediately appeared behind him.

Wen Zhibin suddenly laughed, he glanced at the bar manager, then turned his head to look at the waiter, then patted the waiter on the shoulder, and then said to the bar manager: "You won't sell fake wine, but why did I drink fake wine?"

Speaking of this, Wen Zhibin's face suddenly sank again, and he said coldly: "Could it be that you look down on me Wen Zhibin and deliberately only sell me fake wine, right?!"

Wen Zhibin's roar was so loud that everyone in the bar could clearly feel his anger, and seeing the scene of the confrontation between the two gangs, many customers still slipped away, leaving only some bold people to stay here and continue watching.

The bar manager looked at Wen Qianbin with a smile and said, "This situation doesn't exist, I think I'm afraid that you drank too much wine, sir, so you may have misunderstood." ”

"Oh?"

Wen Zhibin narrowed his eyes, grabbed the only remaining bottle of wine on the table and said, "Then you come to taste it, is it fake?"

"Yes. The bar manager immediately walked towards Wen Jibin's side.

"Click-"

When the bar manager was about to take the bottle, Wen Zhibin suddenly let go, and the bottle fell to the ground and immediately shattered, and the golden liquid flowed to the ground.

"Drink, don't you want to drink?" Wen Zhibin said with a sneer, "Lie on the ground and give me a drink." ”

On the second floor, two men stood at the window with wine glasses in their hands, quietly watching the scene.

"If you don't use him, you will kill him. ”