Chapter Twenty-Three: A Bottle of Red Wine, Good!
Seeing this, Zhou Jian was angry and angry, Hua Tengfei and Wang Rong showed affection like this, which almost made him crazy, and he couldn't wait to overturn this table and beat Wang Rong violently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Holding back his jealous anger, Zhou Jian smiled dryly and said, "Tengfei, do uncles and aunts know about this?"
Hua Tengfei said impatiently, "They never care about my affairs, Zhou Jian, you go to dinner." "It means don't bother us here, get to know each other.
Zhou Jian just didn't leave, and continued to say "Take-off ......"
Wang Rong suddenly said, "Tengfei, do you know what day it is?"
Hua Tengfei was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what he was doing, he was a little dazed, Wang Rong smiled and said, "Have you forgotten, today is the three hundred and sixty days we have known each other, what a good number, is it worth remembering?"
Hua Tengfei couldn't help laughing, Wang Rong's acting skills had completely infected her, so she had to do her best, she said softly, "It's been three hundred and sixty days, it's really fast, in my heart, our acquaintance seems to be yesterday." ”
Wang Rong is now like the male pig's feet in the idol romance drama, his eyes are gentle, his affection is deep, he looked at the female pig's feet, and said slowly, "Yes, it seems to be yesterday, what do you see this?"
This is definitely a surprise, Hua Tengfei only felt that he had been surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, under the reflection of roses, Hua Tengfei's face was delicate and red, bright and beautiful, and beautiful to the extreme.
Fang's heart was beating very actively, no matter whether she was acting with Wang Rong or not, now her emotions and mentality were the same as being in love, and she didn't think much about where Wang Rong got such a big bouquet of flowers.
Zhou Jian was also shocked by Wang Rong's hand, the handful of roses, in his eyes, represents not love, but a flame, a fire that can burn him, when Wang Rong took out the flowers, it was like a swordsman pulling out a sword, for a while it was sharp and domineering, he couldn't help but take a step back, and his face was ugly to the extreme.
Hua Tengfei took the flowers and said thank you, she almost had to kiss Wang Rong across the table, fortunately she was still sensible and did not act, but looking at Wang Rong's eyes was much softer and sweeter, and it was also watery and touching.
At this time, people were affectionate, Qingqing and me, Zhou Jian should know each other and leave, but he just couldn't move, and he actually said cheekily, "Take off, are you free tomorrow?"
Hua Tengfei really didn't expect Zhou Jian to be so uninteresting, and at this time he had to wait, Wang Rong sighed secretly, a dignified lawyer didn't even have this demeanor, no wonder Hua Tengfei didn't look down on him.
Hua Tengfei replied very simply, "I'm not available, I want to go on a business trip." Then he said to Wang Rong, "Let's eat." "I don't want to take another look at Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jian still didn't leave, it looked like he was nailed to the ground, he was unwilling to lose like this, looking at the food on the table, he said, "Today, since the anniversary of the two of them, the meal of the two is so simple, why don't you even have red wine." Saying that, he beckoned, the waiter hurriedly came over, and Zhou Jian said very chicly, "Come to a bottle of red wine, I want the best." ”
Hua Tengfei finally couldn't help it, and was about to have a seizure, but Wang Rong held her jade hand and shook his head slightly, and smiled, his indifferent appearance made Hua Tengfei's anger decrease sharply, and he was calm in an instant and returned to normal.
Soon the waiter brought a bottle of red wine, Zhou Jian signaled to open the bottle, and with a soft "bang", the red wine opened!
Zhou Jian took the red wine, and after shaking it for a while, he said to Wang Rong, "This bottle of wine is a meeting gift, and the 10-year-old Lafite, please ask Mr. Wang to smile." With that, the wine was placed on the table.
Wang Rong picked up the bottle of Lafite, looked at it casually, and said, "Thank you, Lawyer Zhou, I invited Tengfei to dinner today, how can I let you break the bank." ”
Zhou Jian said with a smile, "It's a little meaning, it's not a tribute, it's not a cost." ”
Hua Tengfei knew Zhou Jian's intentions, that is, he wanted to make Wang Rong ugly, this bottle of Lafite was expensive, if Zhou Jian was really invited, Wang Rong's face would be gone, and now Wang Rong could only bite the bullet and go down, and he must not let Zhou Jian pay for the treat.
Looking at Wang Rong again, he didn't seem to know how expensive this bottle of wine was, his face didn't change, and he said, "How can this work, although I am a poor teacher, I can still afford a bottle of red wine." However, I don't like to drink alcohol, especially red wine. ”
Zhou Jianxin said, "You can't afford to drink, boy, I'll let you lose a piece of meat first, and then settle accounts with you later." After a long time, he finally found a trace of pleasure.
Wang Rong said again, "In the red wine, I only drink Lafite for 82 years, and I can barely ......eat it for 2,000 years" When he said this, Zhou Jian was stunned, Hua Tengfei smiled lightly, who didn't know that Lafite in 82 was delicious, but it was long gone on the market, and it was generally in the cellar of red wine collectors.
Listening to Wang Rong's words, Zhou Jian snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Wang, how many bottles of Lafite in '82 have you drunk?"
Wang Rong thought for a while and said, "There are not a few bottles, to be honest, Lafite is not to my taste, I prefer Romani, Kanti, is there here?" This is asking the waiter, the reply is to shake his head, Wang Rong is a little regretful, sighing "I like to drink Lafite in China, in fact, ......" He shook his head, his face showed a look of disapproval, and then he said to the waiter, "Trouble, bring me a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite." This is an understatement, as if the Lafite of '82 is like steak, and if you want it, you can have it.
Now don't say it's Zhou Jian, but the guests at the surrounding tables were all shocked by Wang Rong's words and demeanor, and they all looked at Wang Rong, seeing him singing a one-man show, the most important thing is that this person is still so natural and in place, natural, and flawless, I said in my heart, this is only afraid that he is a professor of the acting department, this level is simply an actor!
Hua Tengfei didn't know what to do, whether to watch Wang Rong's unscrupulous performance, or wait for any surprises to appear, when he hesitated, the waiter shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir, there is no Lafite in '82." ”
Zhou Jian sneered and said, "Mr. Wang, don't go for something that you don't have, doing so will embarrass Tengfei." At this time, he should show his love and consideration for Hua Tengfei.
Wang Rong's expression did not move, he glanced at Zhou Jian, and there was no trace of embarrassment and embarrassment in his eyes, and Zhou Jian felt Wang Rong's confidence, so he wondered, how could this person be so calm and indifferent.
Wang Rong still said to the waiter, "Is Bruno there?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then understood who Wang Rong was asking, and quickly replied, "The boss is on the third floor." ”
Wang Rong said, "Invite him down, and say that a man surnamed Wang is looking for him." ”
The waiter hesitated for a moment and walked up to the third floor quickly, Zhou Jian was surprised when he heard Bruno, the boss of the rock pool is a Frenchman, his name is Bruno, looking at Wang Rong's appearance, he obviously knows this French boss.
Not long after, a tall foreign man in his fifties came down from the third floor, and when Wang Rong's seat was still far away, he exclaimed, "Dear Wang, long time no see." "He was very excited, he didn't lower his voice on this occasion, and he still spoke Chinese, his words were clear, only with a slight foreign accent, he was the owner of the Iwaike restaurant, Bruno.