C38 Give Him a Toast Does He Deserve It

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was slightly drunk. However, the one who was the most drunk was actually this hotel's manager. Even Faang Qing teased, "Hubby, your alcohol tolerance is not good. How can a boss not be able to drink?"

When these words came out, it instantly caused everyone to laugh.

Lee Zekun, who could not even lift his eyelids, fiercely slapped Faang Qing's butt. The clear sound of flesh hitting flesh immediately made Faang Qing's face as red as blood.

"Young Master Lau, you guys drink first. I will go and relieve myself." After saying that, Lee Zekun refused Faang Qing's help and walked out unsteadily.

As soon as he went out, Lee Zekun met his hotel's old employee, Lee. On the tray in Lee's hand, there were two bottles of red wine. One was the limited edition Lafite that Lee Dongjun had kept for many years, and the other was the Latour that he had paid to give to everyone.

Lee saw the swaying Lee Zekun and quickly went forward to support him. "Young Master, you drank too much."

Lee Zekun pushed Lee's palm away but forcefully propped up his eyelids and caressed the bottle of Lafite, "This is the limited edition Lafite that my father keeps talking about? Why does it look like it is no different from my 5000 yuan bottle of Latour? Don't you think so, Mr Lee?"

Lee was already somewhat anxious in her heart. Just now, her assistant had urged her to send the wine to the third floor of Imperial Room earlier. After being delayed by Lee Zekun, he was already very worried. However, he could not ignore his young master and could only say perfunctorily, "Yes."

Lee Zekun's face was full of a smile as if his scheme had succeeded. He grabbed the bottle of Lafite, patted Lee's shoulder and said, "Mr Lee, what do you think I do to you?"

Lee did not know what Lee Zekun wanted to say. She could only bite the bullet and say, "You have always taken care of me."

Lee Zekun's face was as red as a monkey's butt. He immediately smiled like a flower and said in a low voice, "Then give this bottle of Lattu to them. Anyway, those idiots could not differentiate between Lattu and Lafite. This bottle of Lafite is mine."

"Young Master, this is absolutely not allowed! This was specially instructed by the assistant!" Lee instantly turned pale with fright.

" I don't care! It's settled then. You go and give Latour to them. I will keep the Lafite!" The drunk Lee Zekun pushed Lee away and rushed into Imperial Room, closing the door tightly.

"Young Master, this won't do! Young master! The assistant will beat me to death if he finds out! " Lee crazily smashed the door.

"Kun, what's wrong?" When the crowd saw this scene, they were also somewhat confused.

Meng Ran, who heard it clearly, revealed a playful smile on his face. He leisurely drank a mouthful of wine.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. A servant of my family. Let's leave it at that. He, brothers, look! I heard that the limited edition Lafite that my father collects cost 400,000 yuan. Today is Ms Yufei's birthday and everyone is happy. Let's drink it! "

Everyone might not know the value of this bottle of Lafite, but Lau Zijie was very clear about it. In the past, Prosperous Brilliance Grand Hotel was able to be promoted to a five-star hotel, and this bottle of wine had contributed a lot. It was said that it was a limited edition of the world.

"Kun, this is too expensive. We can't drink it." Lau Zijie frowned.

Lee Zekun, whose eyes were almost narrowed into slits, held Lau Zijie in his arms. The pungent smell of alcohol kept spraying on Lau Zijie's face. "Young Master Lau, I am happy. In this hotel, I am boss! You have to listen to me! I'll drink if I want to. Let's drink! "

Lau Zijie gave him a deep look and did not say anything else. He opened the cork and the rich fragrance of wine filled the entire room. Even Meng Ran had to admit that this wine was worth this price!

At this moment, Lee at the door had already left in a daze.

"Come, let's toast Young Master Lau together!"

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses to toast to Lau Zijie. Only Meng Ran sat on the seat with a calm expression, drinking white wine. The goblet filled with Lafite red wine was placed beside him, and he did not even look at it.

Faang Qing saw Meng Ran's expression and immediately said unhappily: "Meng Ran, quickly get up and toast Zijie."

Jiang Yufei also did not expect Meng Ran to be so ignorant about the big picture, not even knowing the basic etiquette between the host and the guests. Her pretty face was cold. The anger that she had suppressed for the whole night finally erupted. She shouted at Meng Ran, "Today's meal was originally invited by Zijie. It's fine if you freeload here. You don't even know how to toast. Meng Ran, if you are a man, quickly stand up and toast to Zijie!"

" Cheers! "

"A toast, a toast!"

At this moment, everyone in the room was glaring at Meng Ran. If it wasn't for Lau Zijie not saying anything, they would have thrown Meng Ran out long ago.

Meng Ran remained unmoved. He calmly swept his gaze across the crowd and mocked Jiang Yufei. "You want me to give him a toast? Is he worthy?"

"You!" Jiang Yufei was so angry that her whole body trembled. She stared at Meng Ran and could not say a word.

Everyone also did not expect Meng Ran to be so impudent. All of them looked at Meng Ran with unfriendly expressions. Those few men even wanted to teach Meng Ran a lesson under the stimulation of alcohol. Especially that strong man in a camouflage vest. It seemed that he would only wait for an opportunity to rush forward and beat Meng Ran until he spat out blood.

Meng Ran stared at Lau Zijie with a smile that was not a smile and said, "One life for a table of wine and wine. This deal is not a loss at all. Am I right, young master Liu?"

Lau Zijie immediately took three steps back. The wine cup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. He looked at Meng Ran with a face full of fear, as if someone had grabbed his neck. He couldn't say a word.

He actually knew!?