C16 Louis Xiii

"Haha..."

A group of Zhao Wenbo's teammates joked. They were here to watch the show, but they did not think it was a big deal. It had been a long time since they had seen someone who dared not to leave the young master of the Panther family.

"Haha, you have a personality. Anyway, we are all in the same school. There will be plenty of time in the future. Let's play slowly." Zhao Wenbo said in a very orderly manner.

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that this Shen Qingfeng would probably not have a good time.

The young master of the Panther was not someone Lee Jianjun and the others could compare with. That was a large company that could be ranked in the Yun Meng Province. Their family's wealth was in the billions. Just a single strand of hair from their family could crush a large number of people!

At this time, Shen Qingfeng turned his head and looked at Zhao Wenbo. However, his normal gaze made him lose his smile. He swallowed the words of ridicule that came after.

However, this feeling came and went quickly, and Shen Qingfeng soon stopped paying attention to him.

Humph! So what if he can fight? As long as I'm willing, someone like Lee Jianjun can only obediently lie down and be my dog!

Although Zhao Wenbo looked like a cultured person on the surface, he was actually extremely narrow-minded.

He had once been scolded by someone in an online game. He had found the black client meat and found the player's address. He had ordered a group of criminals to go to the rented house and break the player's leg!

In school, no one dared to provoke him. He belonged to the highest level of existence.

After everyone had arrived, the waiter served fruits, drinks, and so on.

There was only one type of wine, and the waiter handed over seven or eight exquisite crystal bottles in succession. There was an obvious mark of a human head and horse on the bottles, and there was a kind of crystal clear liquid inside.

The classification of human head horses was very strict. The person who had reached 50 years of age was Louis XIII. The price of one bottle was 2. 680,000 RMB.

Just one celebration cost several hundred thousand yuan. This was a very common thing in the circle. It was like a drop of water in the ocean. It was not eye-catching at all.

Zhao Wenbo carefully observed the expression on Shen Qingfeng's face and found that he was very calm. He could not help but laugh in his heart.

Pretending, let me see how long you can keep pretending!

When the wine cup was placed in front of everyone, Zhao Wenbo raised the wine cup.

"Sante (Healthy)!"

"Sante!"

Although the others didn't understand, they also began to speak French.

A group of young people were tasting world-class famous wines in the private rooms of the Mad Horse's nightclub. Outside, it was a show for top models at the T table.

Many people revealed expressions of intoxication. The things that they were proud of in life were nothing more than this.

However, when everyone put down their glasses, they suddenly realized that one of their glasses was empty!

This kind of expensive wine needed to be savored slowly. The world's wine tasting masters had once said that one could taste the taste of Luyi Shisan over a long period of time because the age of this wine was longer than one's life.

When everyone revealed looks of disdain, only Jiang Muwan had a gentle smile on her face.

"Is it good?"

"It's average!"

Shen Qingfeng honestly replied. During the ancient era, he drank countless immortal wines. Every time Chi You came to see him, he would bring quite a few good wines.

That was wine brewed from thousands of years old spirit medicines. A single sip could allow the low level Immortal Cultivator to increase his cultivation realm by more than one realm. If he was not careful, he might even explode and die.

Even though the wine was good, only cultivators at the supreme being level and above could drink it freely.

It was because they had drunk too much that they ran to the tomb of the Immortal and almost couldn't walk out.

Recalling the past, Shen Qingfeng couldn't help but sink into his memories...

"Farmers!"

"Farmers!"

At this moment, He Sirui couldn't help but say sarcastically, not willing to let go of any opportunity.

Most of them were more shrewd. They had a feminine smile on their faces, wanting to see how long this brat could last.

"Do you know what wine this is? Louis XIII! It's fine if you don't know how to drink, but you still say that the wine isn't good. Do you know that this bottle of wine is worth your salary for the next few months? "

Jiang Muwan could not help but frown. She felt that the other party had gone too far just now.

"Is Louis XIII very rare? If you want to drink, I'll give you a few boxes!"

It was just a little expensive western wine. Her mother was the CEO of a listed company. To her, Louis XIII was just an ordinary thing.

With her status, there was no need for her to attend such a banquet.

Shen Qingfeng slowly walked out of his memory and found that a group of people were looking at him with malicious intentions.

"I'm sorry, I just thought of some wine that I had tasted before. I just had some feelings. I hope I won't disturb everyone's mood."

Shen Qingfeng said with a smile. He would not take these people's attitude to heart. The reason why he apologized was to let the banquet continue normally.

"Alright, don't mind it."

At this time, Zhao Wenbo also tried to persuade Jiang Muwan. He noticed Jiang Muwan's expression and knew that she was angry. If this continued, she might completely offend him.

"Humph! I don't believe that he has drunk better wine than Louis XIII." He Sirui was infuriated, but he did not pursue the matter any further.