"The color is gorgeous, the aroma rich and mellow. Just by appearance, there's a ninety percent chance this wine is real!" Leng Xiaotong said seriously.
At the moment, she gently sipped the 2011 Lafite red wine in her hand.
"Hmm? This taste is unexpectedly sweet! It's much better than my premium 1969 Lafite red wine. Could it be real?" Leng Xiaotong wondered skeptically.
"How is it?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a smile.
"Good wine! Much stronger than my premium 1969 Lafite red wine, it must be the 2011 Lafite red wine!" Leng Xiaotong said earnestly.
"If it's good, drink a little more." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, you wouldn't have any unfriendly intentions toward me, would you?" Leng Xiaotong probed.
"You're overthinking!" Zhang Xiaohao replied.
At that moment, they drank wine and ate food heartily.
Soon, nearly a third of the grand meal was in Zhang Xiaohao's stomach.
Half an hour later.
Full and satisfied, Zhang Xiaohao put down his chopsticks.
