"Okay, I'll notify the hotel manager and ask someone to send it over!" He Qian nodded and said.

Immediately afterwards, I took the phone and called the manager of the hotel.

After He Qian's fight, Wang Xiaofeng took the lead and walked to another box: "Let's go, when we finish meeting this customer, we will go to Lu Shao for a drink or two." ”

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Lu Ming and Song Ningpeng returned to the box, and the waiter quickly sent the two bottles of Romanée Conti, the king of red wine in 1945, that He Qian had confessed.

Seeing this, the entire box was stunned.

Especially Song Ningpeng's cousin Song Xinqi, such a bottle of red wine is six or seven million, and two bottles are more than ten million.

It's him who has his birthday tonight, so he must pay for it.

But how can he get so much money, his parents died when he was a child, and his uncle, that is, Song Ningpeng's father, raised him.

Although Song Ningpeng's father caught up with the trend of the times, after the success of the business, he was very good to him.

But more than 10 million, his pocket money for several years combined, is not so much.

Therefore, he looked at the waiter with a dark face: "Who asked you to bring this wine, I didn't order it, hurry up and take it out for me." ”

"Sir, don't worry, our young boss said that there are his friends here, so he specially told the manager of our hotel to let me send you these two bottles of wine, no money." The waiter said.

"You mean really?" Song Xinqi looked at the waiter: "Then did you young boss say, who is this friend of his?" ”

"Our young boss didn't say this, and it's not easy for us to ask." The waiter who put down the two bottles of 1945 Romanée Conti said: "Sir, do you see any other services, if not, I will quit first." ”

As he spoke, the waiter saw that Song Xinqi didn't react, so he turned around and retreated.

You can watch the waiter walk out of the box and close the door of the box.

Song Xinqi and the other rich second generations in the box, but they all look at me one by one, and I look at you.

Then next to Song Xinqi, a rich second generation named He Guangyang said: "The young boss here is not He Gan, He Qian is a person who can talk to Wang Xiaofeng and others in the first column, everyone said, who is this friend He Gan is talking about, and it is actually worth him to send us all such two bottles of Romani Conti, the king of red wine in 1945." ”

"I think the friend He Shao said must be Zhang Shao." The eyes of a rich second generation suddenly looked at Zhang Mingli.

"Yes, I also think it must be Zhang Shao!" Other rich second generations and rich girls also looked at Zhang Mingli.

Even Song Ningpeng's cousin Song Xinqi is no exception.

Because in their opinion, among the people in this box, all of them belong to the fourth or even fifth column among the rich second generation of the magic capital.

Only Zhang Mingli belongs to the third column, so only Zhang Mingli has the face to be worthy of He Qian's gift of these two bottles of Romanée Conti, the king of red wine in 1945.

As for Lu Ming, in their eyes, he was just a 'poor boy, poor dick' from the countryside, and he was directly excluded from their minds.

So, they looked at Zhang Mingli with flattery and sycophancy: "Zhang Shao, you are so amazing, you can have such a friendship with He Shao, but you don't reveal it at all, you are so low-key." ”

"Yes, Zhang Shao, your face is really too big, it is actually worth He Shao to send these two bottles of Romanée Conti, the king of red wine in 1945, to us."

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