Zhang Mo didn't know when Lin Ling started to become so materialistic, and he really couldn't notice it as the young master of the Zhang family before.

However, none of this has anything to do with him.

Looking at Lin Ling's beautiful face, he smiled: "Hmm! I didn't lie to you, I wish you happiness. ”

"You ......"

Lin Ling looked at Zhang Mo who walked into the box, and subconsciously gritted her teeth.

She was not very satisfied with this answer, in her opinion, Zhang Mo should be retained, begging bitterly, not so indifferent.

It's a pity that she doesn't seem to have received Zhang Mo's attention.

This made her feel a sense of frustration in her heart.

"Damn it!"

In the box, when Zhao Zhicheng saw Zhang Mo coming in, a gloom flashed in his eyes.

It is undeniable that he did not regard Zhang Mo as an opponent, but Zhang Mo was too close to Lin Ling, and he was still very unhappy. That guy is just a piece of waste, why should he whisper to his woman?

Zhang Mo felt Zhao Zhicheng's anger, but didn't pay attention to it.

For him, Zhao Zhicheng is just a clown jumping off the beam.

After a while, the meal came up.

Zhao Zhicheng opened a bottle of Lafite, poured a glass one by one, and said with a smile: "You taste this wine, it tastes very good." ”

"Good, good!"

The relatives nodded their heads in anticipation.

'82 Lafite, they couldn't have imagined it before, let alone have the opportunity to drink it.

"I don't drink it."

Lin Guozhong did not take Lafite in 82, but took out the bottle of red wine sent by Zhang Mo, poured a glass for Zhang Mo first, and then filled another glass himself.

"You ......"

Zhao Zhicheng's face was a little ugly, but he covered it up well.

Now this old man is quite capable, and when the time comes to take down Lin Ling, he wants to see how this dead old man still jumps.

"Uncle Zhong, how do you feel?"

Zhang Mo smiled: "You are a veteran, how is this wine, you will know as soon as you taste it." ”

"This wine ......"

Lin Guozhong picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and his face changed suddenly.

At first, he didn't think that the wine given by Zhang Mo could be very good, but after tasting it, he realized that he was wrong. The inconspicuous bottle of red wine given by Zhang Mo is simply too mellow, he has drunk wine for most of his life, and he has never drunk such a superb wine.

Stunned, he glanced at Zhang Mo, and asked, "Xiao Mo, where did you get this wine?" I'm afraid it's not cheap, right? ”

"It's not expensive, a friend sent it."

Zhang Mo didn't lie, this wine was indeed given by someone else.

At that time, he wanted to buy it, but people said that he had to accept it, so he almost knelt down for him at that time, so he had to reluctantly accept the wine.

"Haha! It's the best wine I've ever drunk. ”

Lin Guozhong laughed and said, "Come, our uncle and nephew have a good drink today." ”

"I said Lin Guozhong, can you not pretend?"

Ge Li couldn't stand it anymore, "I don't know if the bottle of wine sent by Zhang Mo was poured into the rest of what others drunk, but you said it was the best wine you ever drunk?" ”

"Dad, you've gone a little too far."

Lin Ling was also unhappy, which would make Zhao Zhicheng very faceless.

You know, Zhao Zhicheng sent Lafite, but what did Zhang Mo send? Can it be compared to Zhao Zhicheng's Lafite?

"I don't believe you'll taste it."

Lin Guozhong didn't bother to explain, handed the wine glass to Ge Li, and said, "You have drunk a lot of wine with me, I don't need to say more about this wine, you will naturally know if you have drunk it." ”

"Cut ......"

Ge Li didn't want to drink it, but after the aroma of the wine penetrated into her nostrils, she couldn't help it.

Trying to take a sip from her glass, she was dumbfounded when she found a mellow breath rippling in her mouth, more mellow than Raffi.

Zhang Mo's waste wine, is it really so delicious?

As the saying goes, there is no harm if there is no contrast, and if she is allowed to drink a kind of wine, she may not drink too much of a difference. However, when she just drank Lafite, she came to drink the red wine sent by Zhang Mo again, and suddenly found that Lafite was the scum.

"This wine is delicious?"

Everyone frowned when they saw that Ge Li's expression was wrong.

Intuition told them that Lin Guozhong didn't seem to be lying just now, and the bottle of wine sent by Zhang Mo was very likely not simple, even more awesome than Lafite.

"What a fart! Junk wine only. ”

Ge Li felt that the wine sent by Zhang Mo was better, but she didn't admit it on the surface.

Compared with Zhao Zhicheng, Zhang Mo is a fart, that is, he is lucky, and he doesn't know where to get a bottle of good wine.

"Here, let me taste it."

Lin Guozhong's brother Lin Guodong is also an alcoholic, and he can also see that Ge Li is helping Zhao Zhicheng.

The intoxicated expression of Ge Li's drinking just now can't be faked.

"Uncle Zhong, let's go one."

Zhang Mo didn't mean to pour wine for Lin Guodong, just like that, he was so inflammatory, and he was not qualified to drink his wine.

"You ......"

Lin Guodong was very angry when he saw that Zhang Mo didn't care about himself.

"Uncle, what's so good about that wine?"

Zhao Zhicheng smiled and said: "We have Lafite here, it is not comparable to that kind of garbage wine, even if my uncle deliberately helped Zhang Mo, it can't hide the fact that the bottle of wine is garbage." ”

"Yes!"

Lin Guodong glanced at Zhang Mo and didn't pay any more attention.

He felt that he might have made a mistake, just Zhang Mo's waste, what good wine could he have? What Zhao Zhicheng gave was Lafite in '82, a proper luxury.

"Bang ......"

At this time, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man staggered in.

It is not difficult to see that he is drunk.

Walking at the table, he put his arm around his sister-in-law's shoulders and said with a smile: "Come, let's continue to drink, don't get drunk and don't return." ”

"Ahh What are you doing? ”

The sister-in-law suddenly jumped up and slapped the middle-aged man in the face.

"Forehead ......"

The middle-aged man was slapped and seemed to be a lot more sober.

Finding that he had gone to the wrong box, after he frowned, he was furious, grabbed his sister-in-law's hair, and shouted: "Grass and mud horses, dare to beat Lao Tzu, are you afraid that you are impatient?" ”

"Uncle Draft!"

Lin Guodong immediately jumped up, kicked the middle-aged man out with one kick, and said angrily: "Grandma, you went to the wrong box, and you dare to talk to us?" ”

"Damn, you wait, it's not over yet."

The middle-aged man sat on the ground with a kick, quickly jumped up, and walked out of the box.

In less than two minutes, he came back with several middle-aged men and killed them angrily.

"Forehead ......"

Lin Guodong, who was quite arrogant before, panicked when he saw so many people coming.

In fact, he is not very bold, just now he relied on the large number of people, and this is a wave. At the moment, the other party brought people over, and several big men in suits, he immediately became angry.

"That bastard kicked me."

As soon as the middle-aged man walked into the box, he pointed to Lin Guodong.

"Grass and mud horses!"

The man in the suit led by strode forward, slapped Lin Guodong in the face, and said angrily: "Even my brother dares to fight, aren't you tired?" ”