317 You Asked for It, Don't Blame Me

When Peng Shaokun and Secretary Liu saw the bottle of Maotai, they immediately laughed out loud.

Before they took out the four bottles of special Maotai...

Ye Feng giving her a bottle of Maotai was still acceptable.

However, when he gave a bottle of ordinary Maotai after giving a special Maotai worth 800,000 yuan, it was asking for humiliation.

"Vice President Peng, I don't know much about white wine. How much does this ordinary Maotai wine cost?" Secretary Liu deliberately asked loudly.

"Aiya, you don't know, but the price of Maotai has soared. Ordinary Maotai like this has risen to 4 to 5,000 per bottle."

Peng Shaokun also held back his laughter and cooperated with the mockery.

"Wow, Mr. Ye is so generous. He's just an ordinary university student, yet he's giving out a birthday gift worth 4 to 5,000 yuan. It's really rare."

Secretary Liu continued to be sarcastic.

"Isn't that so? 4 to 5,000 yuan is probably his living expenses for several months, right? You really put in a lot of effort."

Peng Shaokun nodded in agreement.

The two of them echoed each other. Although they were praising Ye Feng on the surface, everyone could hear the mockery in it.

Chen Xuan was furious. "So what if it's 4 or 5,000? This is a gesture of goodwill. How can it be measured by price?"

Peng Shaokun's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. "Spending 4 to 5,000 to woo the president of a big company like you, this is probably the investment with the highest return rate in this century, right?"

Wang Lin was shocked when she heard his reminder.

Could it be that this Ye Feng was really after their family property?

She owned a food company.

It was worth at least 1 billion.

Lingyun Real Estate, which was founded by her daughter, was even more popular. Its valuation was at least a few billion.

The mother and daughter's personal assets added up to at least 2 to 3 billion.

With such a huge asset, who knew how many people were eyeing it?

For someone like Ye Feng who came from an ordinary family, who knew what he was planning?

It was best to find someone of equal status.

This was safer.

Peng Shaokun was a good choice.

Thinking of this, she was even more determined to break up her daughter and Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, you should take this bottle of wine back, I…" Wang Lin said as she prepared to return the bottle of wine to Ye Feng.

At this moment, she suddenly saw the words '80-year-old wine' written on the corner of the wine box.

Her pupils immediately constricted.

She hurriedly took it back and carefully identified it.

That was right.

It was an 80-year-old wine!

Her mind went blank as she muttered, "How is that possible? How can it be 80 years old?"

Peng Shaokun noticed her strange expression and hurriedly asked, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Wang Lin ignored him and looked at Ye Feng: "Where did you get this wine from?"

Ye Feng sat there calmly. "A friend gave it to me…"

"Nonsense!"

Wang Lin did not wait for him to finish and immediately interrupted, "What friend would give you such expensive wine?"

Chen Xuan, who was standing at the side, also panicked.

She had never seen her mother so strict before. She quickly asked, "Mom, what's going on?"

Wang Lin pointed at the words on the wine box, and her hands trembled. "This is an 80-year-old wine."

Chen Xuan was confused. "What's wrong with 80-year-old wine?"

Wang Lin turned to look at her with a very serious expression.

"Maotai aged wines are divided into 30 years, 50 years, 80 years, etc. This 80-year-old wine is made from the base wine that won the gold medal at the 1915 Panama International Exhibition. Almost all of them are in the hands of top collectors. How did they end up in his hands?"

When Chen Xuan heard her mother's introduction, she was a little speechless. "Then this wine... It should be very expensive, right?"

"A collector who can collect 80-year-old Maotai wine is definitely not an ordinary person. They won't take this wine out to sell. If..."

Wang Lin looked at Ye Feng solemnly.

"What I'm saying is, if someone really sells 80-year-old wine, I'm willing to pay 500,000 yuan per bottle. I'll buy as many as you have."

As soon as she said this...

Other than Ye Feng, the other three were shocked.

Originally, the four bottles of special Maotai that Peng Shaokun had given her were already very shocking at the sky-high price of 200,000 yuan each.

He did not expect that Ye Feng's gift was worth 500,000 yuan.

This was simply appalling.

Peng Shaokun also looked at Ye Feng in a daze.

He did not expect this unremarkable fellow to amaze everyone with a single brilliant feat.

He even pretended to be a poor college student just now.

Now, he had actually given out a gift worth 500,000 yuan.

Although the total value of such a bottle of wine was still not comparable to his four bottles of special Maotai.

However, from Wang Lin's expression, it could be seen that the impact of this bottle of Maotai was far greater than the four bottles he had.

Peng Shaokun was both jealous and angry. He quickly thought of a countermeasure.

Chen Xuan also turned to look at Ye Feng.

When Peng Shaokun said that this bottle of Maotai was only worth 4 to 5,000 yuan, she was actually blaming Ye Feng.

You should at least give me a bottle that costs tens of thousands of yuan.

After this matter was over, she would definitely return the money to him.

But if you gave her a bottle of wine that cost 4 to 5,000 yuan, it would be a little shabby.

Only then did she hear her mother explain the origins of this bottle of wine...

Only then did she realize that she had wronged Ye Feng.

She did not expect him to actually put in so much capital to help her.

..

As for Ye Feng, he was dumbfounded.

Guan Junsheng only told him that he had stolen the wine from his father's wine cellar.

And it was said to be quite precious.

In his opinion, it was worth at most 100,000 or 80,000 yuan.

He did not expect it to be worth more than 500,000 yuan.

500,000 yuan for a bottle of white wine?

It was too shocking.

And because of that, he was worried that if Father Guan found out that his son had stolen such a precious white wine, would he kick President Guan's ass?

Old Guan, oh Old Guan.

You asked for it.

You can't blame me.