"Hey! Why is wine yellow? Shouldn't craft beer be white?"

"It's yellow and turbid. Could this be a fake bar?"

"Oh my god! Are you sending fake wine? Who is this!"

Seeing the yellow liquid in the cup, everyone started talking about it.

"Okay, the surname is Lu! You are quite courageous, and you dare to use fake wine to make up for yourselves. What are you so worried about!" Zhang Cuihua immediately complained.

"Lu Chen! Forget it if you don't have any money, but you still send fake wine? If something happens to you, can you afford it?!"

"People are so unpredictable! If we had just drank his wine, wouldn't we all be poisoned?!"

For a time, the crowd was excited.

Sending cheap wine is just a loss of face at best, but sending fake wine is a sign of evil intentions!

At this moment, even Ms. Li didn't know how to smooth things over.

Although he rarely drinks craft beer, he also knows that this wine should be very clear and white.

The cup poured out in front of me was not only yellow, but also very turbid.

It doesn't look like a good thing.

"Old wines are all in this color." Lu Chen explained.

"You fart!"

Li Hao glared: "You think we have never seen the world, right? How can there be wine like you? It looks almost like urine!"

"That's right! You clearly sent fake wine, yet you dare to argue here!" Zhang Cuihua didn't look angry.

"Lu Chen, Lu Chen, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person. If you can't afford wine, just tell me. I'll give you two bottles. Why would you use fake wine to harm others?"

Yang Wei shook his head and looked like he hated iron.

In fact, I was already happy in my heart.

There is really no sense of achievement in winning against such a stupid opponent.

"I don't care if you believe it or not, anyway, this wine cannot be fake." Lu Chen was very sure.

As Concubine Cao Xuan, how could she possibly send fake wine?

"Yo! It's so lively at home!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit suddenly walked in with a gift.

"Dad, why are you back? Didn't you say you were on a business trip?" Li Hao asked in surprise.

The person who came was none other than Li Qingyao's father, Li Zhen.

"The business has been negotiated, so I came back early, just in time for the holiday."

Li Zhen smiled, and glanced at the red wine on the table inadvertently: "Oh? It's actually Romanee-Conti? Although it was produced in recent years, this bottle of wine is estimated to cost hundreds of thousands, right?"

"Dad! You really know how to drink. You can tell at a glance!" Li Hao gave a thumbs up. JrNovels.com