"Lu Ming, let's go!" Song Ningpeng, who heard Huang Teng's words, pulled Lu Ming and returned to the box, because she believed and affirmed it very much.

If Huang Teng hadn't cleaned up the drunk first, Lu Ming would have gone up to help her a long time ago.

But unexpectedly, as soon as they returned to the box, Huang Teng also came over with Song Zhengsong and Bai Wanqin.

And after a while, the waiter of the hotel also sent two bottles of five-star brand Moutai that looked very old.

"Young master, I sent you these two bottles of wine that you asked me to send."

Hearing the waiter's words, Huang Teng motioned to the waiter to put down the wine and waved his hand to let the waiter out.

He picked up these two bottles of five-star brand Moutai that looked very old, and said to Song Zhengsong and Bai Wanqin: "Come, Uncle Song and Aunt Bai, I really didn't expect you to come to my hotel for dinner so coincidentally today, and I invited me for today's meal." ”

"There are also these two bottles of 1953 five-star brand Moutai, which are now rare, not only the price of each bottle is as high as nearly 10 million, but also money may not be able to buy it, I will take it to you today to honor you, and I will pay you a few cups."

This kind of Moutai Song Zhengsong and Bai Wanqin really know about it, and they really can't buy it with money.

But they didn't expect Huang Teng to take it out to honor them today, which made them feel more face-saving and more satisfied with Huang Teng.

I feel that compared to Lu Ming and Huang Teng, one is simply a dragon in the sky, and the other is an insect crawling underground.

"Xiao Huang, isn't it too wasteful for you to use such a valuable wine to honor us today!" Song Zhengsong and Bai Wanqin pretended to be polite with a smile on their faces.

"Don't waste, don't waste, these two bottles of Moutai are used to honor Uncle Song and Aunt Bai, just to make the best use of them!"

Huang Teng said, after opening one of the bottles of Moutai first, he suddenly deliberately looked at Lu Ming: "Come, Lu Ming, I think people like you from the countryside should have never drunk this kind of Moutai, I will also pour you a cup, this cup is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands." ”

As soon as Huang Teng's words came out, Song Ningpeng was immediately angry, but before Song Ningpeng could speak, Lu Ming quietly grabbed Song Ningpeng's hand.

Because Lu Mingke saw just now that the drunk who was beaten miserably by Huang Teng was Qiao Lei, Qiao Si's son.

With Qiao Lei's temperament, he was beaten so badly by Huang Teng just now, it would be strange if Qiao Lei didn't come back to take revenge.

Therefore, how big Huang Teng is pretending to be in front of him now, how miserable Huang Teng will be cleaned up by the strong thunder later.

"Yes, it's true that I haven't drunk a single glass of wine for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands." Lu Ming deliberately looked at the Moutai in Huang Teng's hand with a salivating face.

"Hillbilly, dirt buns!" Huang Teng sneered in his heart, and even felt that after he let Song Ningpeng see Lu Ming's turtle with his own eyes, Song Ningpeng would definitely leave Lu Ming by himself in the future.

So, he deliberately said: "Otherwise, this cup of Moutai ......"

It's just that as soon as he said this, suddenly, the door of the box was kicked open.

The hotel security guards who had just beaten Joree were thrown in covered in blood.

Seeing this, Lu Ming was afraid that Qiao Lei would see him here, so he didn't dare to make a move.

Lu Ming simply made a very frightened appearance and shrank into the corner, and squatted on the ground with his hands covering his head and 'shivering'.

This made Huang Teng see it, and then looked at Qiao Lei, who came in from outside the box with a gloomy and hideous face, and couldn't help laughing: "Waste, useless things, isn't it just that drunk just now who came back to find bad luck, look at you are afraid of being like that, I really don't know how Peng Peng will be with you in the future." ”

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