Chapter 22 Fighting is absolutely impossible
"Shhh Zheng Ke said with a smile.
Of course, there is a problem with this wine, Hennessy Centennial Xili, a bottle is almost two million, and it is put on the table without saying a word, which is obviously to bully their second-rate family who has never seen the world, and intends to slaughter it.
"Why?"
"Anyway, the money is paid by Song Siyuan, no matter what happens to us, let him suffer a little!" Zheng Ke replied.
He could also see that Guo Qianfan didn't like Song Siyuan very much, so he shouldn't object to this matter.
"But the wine is in my mouth!" Guo Qianfan shook his wine glass, tasted another sip of wine, and then spit directly into the bowl.
"This isn't Hennessy Centennial, it's Hennessy Richard, I've never drunk this wine!"
It's been discovered!
Zheng Ke now regrets why he had to follow the original book in the first place.
Obviously, there is no Hennessy Centennial Xili taste data in the server, so if you have to do it, you can only replace it with the existing one, and the result is a basket in front of the connoisseur.
I knew that I would have used Lafite in '82, and this data is detailed and reliable, and the fakes made from this are dozens of times more than the real ones, and no one can drink them.
Guo Qianfan pushed the wine glass aside, stretched out his hand and summoned the waiter: "There is a problem with this wine, change a glass of pure water for me." ”
Song Siyuan held his stomach on the side and laughed happily: "I haven't drunk foreign wine, what are the dumplings, just by what you can tell the truth of this wine?" ”
Guo Qianfan said lightly: "Of course, if you drink too much, you will naturally be able to distinguish it." ”
"Can you drink it?"
If it weren't for Tang Ruoyun on the side, Song Siyuan almost scolded, the poorer he is, the better he can pretend.
As the so-called lord humiliates the ministers, Fang Mingheng at the next table stood up and defended the dignity of Guo Qianfan: "Then can you drink it?" ”
Song Siyuan smiled proudly, took out his bank card from his pocket, raised his hand in mid-air, and exclaimed: "See, a platinum card that can only be obtained with a deposit of 10 million, Lao Tzu drinks more foreign wine than you drink." ”
That being said, he really hadn't drunk this brand of wine.
But this didn't bother him, Song Siyuan summoned the waiter next to him and ordered: "Tell this hillbilly the name and price of this bottle of wine!" ”
"Okay, sir, this bottle of wine is called Hennessy Centennial Xili, the price is 1.83 million, our manager said, give you a preferential price, and receive 1.8 million yuan!"
"That's fine, but it's not the wine!"
After listening to the waiter's offer, Guo Qianfan still insisted on his own concept.
Zheng Ke didn't know how to explain it, after all, in the eyes of the plot characters, this wine is indeed fine, do you have to admit that you made a mistake in your work? Gratuities will be deducted!
Let's let the people in the hotel carry the black pot!
"That's right, that's right, there's something wrong with this wine, and I want to return it!"
Song Siyuan's attitude came to a 180-degree turn, and he echoed in a loud voice.
Now there are twenty tables of the Song family in the hall, one table and one bottle, that is 36 million, and his platinum card is only enough to pay a fraction.
He waved his fists angrily as he walked out briskly: "You are too bullying, you use fake wine to deceive us, I will go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to sue you!" ”
As long as you get out of the hotel, it's easy to do, there are so many Song families here, it's a big deal to divide the meal money equally, it's really not good, and Mrs. Song has a back!
Song Siyuan's wishful thinking was good, but before he could walk out of the hall, he was blocked back by a group of strong men.
This group of strong men are uniformly dressed in black uniforms, all with big shoulders and round waists, their faces are not good, and large tattoos are exposed on the exposed places of their bodies, which look very vicious.
"Why is the underworld also coming to the door, is there no security guard in this hotel?" Guo Qianfan asked with interest.
Zheng Ke smiled and explained to him: "They are the security guards of the Southern Scenery Hotel, the boss here turned out to be the underworld, and after the whitewashing, his subordinates also transformed, so no one dares to cause trouble in the Southern Scenery." ”
As he spoke, the security guards suddenly stepped out to the sides, and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walked out of the separated passageway, as if strolling leisurely.
"Money, money!"
Song Siyuan shivered, his legs and feet shook unconsciously, and his clothes were instantly soaked with sweat.
Qian Jin, the boss of the southern scenery, has a lot of fame in this city, his prestige is hard work with a knife and a gun, and he doesn't know how many lives there are under his hands, even if the people whose net worth exceeds them, they don't dare to be hostile to it, let alone a second-rate family like the Song family.
"Who said our wine is fake?" Qian Jin took off his sunglasses, his tone was calm and indifferent, only a gleam in his eyes.
"It's the guy sitting in the first row, the guy with a poor and sour face!" Song Siyuan pointed the way for the other party without hesitation, "He actually dares to slander Mr. Qian's hotel, he must not let him go!" ”
Without Qian Jin's instructions, two security guards walked in the direction Song Siyuan pointed.
Guo Qianfan drank pure water, ignoring them, and Zheng Ke didn't care, just stuffing it into his mouth.
Fang Mingheng on the side watched the people from the hotel walking towards them, a little unable to sit still, and whispered to persuade Guo Qianfan: "If you don't forget it, I'll pay for it, we heroes won't suffer the loss in front of us!" ”
When the gods fight, the people who suffer are all imps!
"You're too worried, Manager Fang." Zheng Ke smiled and comforted the flustered Fang Mingheng, "If my brother is here, it's not a problem!" ”
The fight will definitely not be fought.
Don't look at Qian Jin's current scenery, a few years ago he was just a spiritual guy, he had nothing to do every day, he didn't eat the last meal, it was Guo Qianfan who looked at him pitifully, and invested 200,000 yuan in him at that time, which made him reach the peak of his life.
Although the player doesn't know the cause and effect, as long as Qian Jin sees a thousand sails, not to mention the wine and food money, even if he gives up this hotel, he won't frown!
This kind of manifestation in front of people can be said to be the best means of pretending.
The security guard of the hotel came to Guo Qianfan, spat on the ground, and asked, "It's you kid, saying that the wine in our hotel is fake?" ”
Guo Qianfan nodded: "It's me!" ”
"You kid is tired and crooked!"
The security guard was furious and reached out to grab his collar, but Guo Qianfan was now naked, how could there be a collar for people to grab?
I saw the security guard's hand touching Qianfan's left shoulder, lubricated by sweat and grease, sliding all the way to the right, and finally broke away from his body and landed on the face of Wang Manli, who was sitting on the right.
"Smack!"
A crisp slap sounded, and the security guard looked at his hands blankly, unable to figure out the situation, but Guo Qianfan had already stood up, igniting a raging rage.
"How dare you hit my mother?"