Chapter 238: One sip and $1 is gone.
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Nu Mu Jin Gang
The man's pupils were dilated and his mouth was slightly open.
His face was full of disbelief and shock.
Even the restaurant manager couldn't help but tremble.
Their eyes invariably fell on the table where the main course was being ordered.
I saw that the style of the dishes ordered by the guests at that table gradually changed.
Just now it was just lobster and abalone, these home-cooked dishes.
Now, it's a different situation.
Liberian ham was sold by the slice, and the person at the table actually ordered a whole ham.
A middle-aged man who looked polite cut it into pieces and ate it.
Others chew each meal carefully and savor it slowly.
He cut it into cubes and put it in his mouth like tofu.
Originally, top quality caviar was sold by the gram.
Middle-aged people just show off a can of it.
After a few mouthfuls, it is much more expensive than the Lafite in 82.
"Fa Ke..." the man muttered in a low voice, "It tastes so good... Is there any Wang Fa..."
At this time, the waiter trotted over and whispered something to the restaurant manager.
The restaurant manager's face changed wildly.
He quickly put down the Lafite and the white tablecloth in his hand, and prepared to turn around and leave.
The man looked unhappy and said, "Okay, where are you going?"
"Sir, the guests at that table have ordered wine, and I have to serve the wine myself."
The woman suddenly became jealous.
Hengmei coldly turned to the restaurant manager, "Why, we ordered the 82 Lafite, the most expensive in your store, and we can't let you, the restaurant manager, serve the wine in peace."
The woman raised her head.
If the other party eats two hard dishes, he will go to heaven.
He also wants to pry away his sommelier manager.
How can I swallow this breath?
As the saying goes, don't fight for steamed buns.
The focus of the restaurant tonight must be yourself.
The restaurant manager smiled awkwardly but politely, "Madam, this person ordered a bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey."
The woman got angry, "So what? What we ordered was Lafite! Lafite from 1982! Isn't it even better than his bottle of McLaren whiskey?"
The restaurant manager twitched the corner of his mouth and reminded, "Ma'am, I ordered the Macallan."
The woman was a little embarrassed and a little angry, "I've never heard of Magellan, McLaren, or McDonald's."
She turned her head and said coquettishly to her man, "Well... dear..."
But the next second, she saw that her man's face was ashen.
When the woman saw this, she seemed to understand something.
He snorted, "Hmph, is that bottle of Magellan a little more expensive than our 1982 Lafite?"
"No...more than a little..." The man's face was filled with shock.
He couldn't take his eyes away.
The woman also followed the gaze.
I saw five or six waiters pushing a small limo.
There was an ordinary small wooden box and a bottle of ordinary-looking whiskey on it.
"Hmph, it looks like that."
When a man sees a bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey debut.
He had no ability to resist. He shook his head slightly and signaled to the restaurant manager that he could leave.
The woman was anxious, "My dear, why are you such a coward? It's just a bottle of wine. At worst, I will pay for you to order a bottle. Today is the first day of your promotion. As your lover, I will never let you You've lost face. My dear, you can't lose your fighting spirit."
The woman took out a credit card from her bag and pushed it on the table.
She wants her man to regain his confidence!
The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a low tone, "Isn't it just a bottle of wine? Do you know what kind of wine that bottle is and how much it costs?"
The woman crossed her arms and snorted coldly, "Humph, isn't it just a McLaren? It's just whiskey, and it cost more than 100 US dollars."
The woman knew in her heart that this bottle of wine was worth at least a thousand dollars.
But she just wanted to lower the price to vent her resentment.
The limit on her credit card is $[-].
It’s more than enough to overdraw your credit card and buy an expensive bottle of wine.
The man sighed helplessly, "That's Macallan! Macallan! Magellan is engaged in sailing, and McLaren sells sports cars! The more than 100 US dollars you mentioned is very close. It's almost the same, but it's just wrong. Ten thousand words."
The woman was stunned, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, that bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey cost over 100 million U.S. dollars! To be precise, it was 140 million U.S. dollars! This was the price at the time of the auction. If you sell it in a restaurant, you have to sell it at least Two million dollars!”
"Two million dollars?! A bottle of wine?!" The woman's eyes were so shocked that she almost fell down.
The man nodded affirmatively.
The woman silently took back the credit card on the table.
His eyes began to look at the middle-aged man who was eating ham.
"Sir, would you like to open this bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey for you?" the restaurant manager asked respectfully.
On the way here, he asked the waiter.
Does the customer who orders this drink have the ability to pay for the drink?
The waiter simply said.
The other party is from the king of Saudi Arabia.
The restaurant manager immediately knew what was going on.
People who are the God of Wealth must be able to pay.
The commission for this bottle of wine is at least five figures.
The manager was giggling happily the whole way.
"Open it." Ye Xiangrong said casually.
puff.
The restaurant manager opened the whiskey very professionally.
Then pour a glass for each of the three people.
When pouring wine, he was very cautious.
I was afraid that a drop of wine would leak out.
After all, this 200 ml bottle of wine costs as much as $[-] million in the store.
Calculating this, it’s more than $800 per milliliter.
What he just poured into each person's cup on the table was a mouthful.
About thirty milliliters.
That means, drink it in one sip.
Eighty-four thousand dollars were gone.
It's so scary...
"Here, cheers!" Ye Xiangrong raised his glass and said to Qin Chuan and Dai Jiajia
He seems to be a bit drunk.
Qin Chuan felt a little guilty, as if he had opened Ye Xiangrong's Pandora's box.
Ye Xiangrong drank a glass of wine, shook his head and sighed, "Damn it, I've been staying in Saudi Arabia all these years. I've been on tenterhooks all day long, just because I was afraid that Iraq would send a missile and I would die in a foreign land."
Qin Chuan felt sad when he recalled the scene during the video call with Ye Xiangrong two days ago.
"I have contributed to the country and sacrificed my life for this, and I have no regrets or regrets. But I just can't stand Saudi Arabia. It ignores the lack of cooperation in China, which we have common prosperity and development, and insists on flirting and colluding with the United States." Ye Xiangrong said. He said, wiping away tears.
He worked hard to promote the settlement of oil with China's national currency.
He stayed in Saudi Arabia for more than ten years.
From the beginning, he was not welcomed by Saudi Arabia.
Later, the country of China rose.
Sha Guo finally looked at him squarely.
Among them, only oneself knows whether it is warm or cold.
But nonetheless.
Saudi Arabia still favors and moves closer to the United States.
Disdainful of a series of beautiful cooperation ideas proposed by China.
Today, we were once again let go by Saudi Arabia.
Ye Xiangrong took advantage of the alcohol to vent his anger.
He raised his head and showed off a glass of whiskey worth $[-].
My heart just relaxed a little.
"Mr. Qin, I'm really sorry for what happened today. I didn't expect that..."
Qin Chuan raised his hand to stop Ye Xiangrong from blaming himself.
"Consultant Ye, this matter has nothing to do with you. You did your best. It's not your fault that they broke their word."
Qin Chuan paused and drank the whiskey worth [-] US dollars in one gulp.
Then he said...
His face was full of disbelief and shock.
Even the restaurant manager couldn't help but tremble.
Their eyes invariably fell on the table where the main course was being ordered.
I saw that the style of the dishes ordered by the guests at that table gradually changed.
Just now it was just lobster and abalone, these home-cooked dishes.
Now, it's a different situation.
Liberian ham was sold by the slice, and the person at the table actually ordered a whole ham.
A middle-aged man who looked polite cut it into pieces and ate it.
Others chew each meal carefully and savor it slowly.
He cut it into cubes and put it in his mouth like tofu.
Originally, top quality caviar was sold by the gram.
Middle-aged people just show off a can of it.
After a few mouthfuls, it is much more expensive than the Lafite in 82.
"Fa Ke..." the man muttered in a low voice, "It tastes so good... Is there any Wang Fa..."
At this time, the waiter trotted over and whispered something to the restaurant manager.
The restaurant manager's face changed wildly.
He quickly put down the Lafite and the white tablecloth in his hand, and prepared to turn around and leave.
The man looked unhappy and said, "Okay, where are you going?"
"Sir, the guests at that table have ordered wine, and I have to serve the wine myself."
The woman suddenly became jealous.
Hengmei coldly turned to the restaurant manager, "Why, we ordered the 82 Lafite, the most expensive in your store, and we can't let you, the restaurant manager, serve the wine in peace."
The woman raised her head.
If the other party eats two hard dishes, he will go to heaven.
He also wants to pry away his sommelier manager.
How can I swallow this breath?
As the saying goes, don't fight for steamed buns.
The focus of the restaurant tonight must be yourself.
The restaurant manager smiled awkwardly but politely, "Madam, this person ordered a bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey."
The woman got angry, "So what? What we ordered was Lafite! Lafite from 1982! Isn't it even better than his bottle of McLaren whiskey?"
The restaurant manager twitched the corner of his mouth and reminded, "Ma'am, I ordered the Macallan."
The woman was a little embarrassed and a little angry, "I've never heard of Magellan, McLaren, or McDonald's."
She turned her head and said coquettishly to her man, "Well... dear..."
But the next second, she saw that her man's face was ashen.
When the woman saw this, she seemed to understand something.
He snorted, "Hmph, is that bottle of Magellan a little more expensive than our 1982 Lafite?"
"No...more than a little..." The man's face was filled with shock.
He couldn't take his eyes away.
The woman also followed the gaze.
I saw five or six waiters pushing a small limo.
There was an ordinary small wooden box and a bottle of ordinary-looking whiskey on it.
"Hmph, it looks like that."
When a man sees a bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey debut.
He had no ability to resist. He shook his head slightly and signaled to the restaurant manager that he could leave.
The woman was anxious, "My dear, why are you such a coward? It's just a bottle of wine. At worst, I will pay for you to order a bottle. Today is the first day of your promotion. As your lover, I will never let you You've lost face. My dear, you can't lose your fighting spirit."
The woman took out a credit card from her bag and pushed it on the table.
She wants her man to regain his confidence!
The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a low tone, "Isn't it just a bottle of wine? Do you know what kind of wine that bottle is and how much it costs?"
The woman crossed her arms and snorted coldly, "Humph, isn't it just a McLaren? It's just whiskey, and it cost more than 100 US dollars."
The woman knew in her heart that this bottle of wine was worth at least a thousand dollars.
But she just wanted to lower the price to vent her resentment.
The limit on her credit card is $[-].
It’s more than enough to overdraw your credit card and buy an expensive bottle of wine.
The man sighed helplessly, "That's Macallan! Macallan! Magellan is engaged in sailing, and McLaren sells sports cars! The more than 100 US dollars you mentioned is very close. It's almost the same, but it's just wrong. Ten thousand words."
The woman was stunned, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, that bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey cost over 100 million U.S. dollars! To be precise, it was 140 million U.S. dollars! This was the price at the time of the auction. If you sell it in a restaurant, you have to sell it at least Two million dollars!”
"Two million dollars?! A bottle of wine?!" The woman's eyes were so shocked that she almost fell down.
The man nodded affirmatively.
The woman silently took back the credit card on the table.
His eyes began to look at the middle-aged man who was eating ham.
"Sir, would you like to open this bottle of Macallan Rare Series 1926 whiskey for you?" the restaurant manager asked respectfully.
On the way here, he asked the waiter.
Does the customer who orders this drink have the ability to pay for the drink?
The waiter simply said.
The other party is from the king of Saudi Arabia.
The restaurant manager immediately knew what was going on.
People who are the God of Wealth must be able to pay.
The commission for this bottle of wine is at least five figures.
The manager was giggling happily the whole way.
"Open it." Ye Xiangrong said casually.
puff.
The restaurant manager opened the whiskey very professionally.
Then pour a glass for each of the three people.
When pouring wine, he was very cautious.
I was afraid that a drop of wine would leak out.
After all, this 200 ml bottle of wine costs as much as $[-] million in the store.
Calculating this, it’s more than $800 per milliliter.
What he just poured into each person's cup on the table was a mouthful.
About thirty milliliters.
That means, drink it in one sip.
Eighty-four thousand dollars were gone.
It's so scary...
"Here, cheers!" Ye Xiangrong raised his glass and said to Qin Chuan and Dai Jiajia
He seems to be a bit drunk.
Qin Chuan felt a little guilty, as if he had opened Ye Xiangrong's Pandora's box.
Ye Xiangrong drank a glass of wine, shook his head and sighed, "Damn it, I've been staying in Saudi Arabia all these years. I've been on tenterhooks all day long, just because I was afraid that Iraq would send a missile and I would die in a foreign land."
Qin Chuan felt sad when he recalled the scene during the video call with Ye Xiangrong two days ago.
"I have contributed to the country and sacrificed my life for this, and I have no regrets or regrets. But I just can't stand Saudi Arabia. It ignores the lack of cooperation in China, which we have common prosperity and development, and insists on flirting and colluding with the United States." Ye Xiangrong said. He said, wiping away tears.
He worked hard to promote the settlement of oil with China's national currency.
He stayed in Saudi Arabia for more than ten years.
From the beginning, he was not welcomed by Saudi Arabia.
Later, the country of China rose.
Sha Guo finally looked at him squarely.
Among them, only oneself knows whether it is warm or cold.
But nonetheless.
Saudi Arabia still favors and moves closer to the United States.
Disdainful of a series of beautiful cooperation ideas proposed by China.
Today, we were once again let go by Saudi Arabia.
Ye Xiangrong took advantage of the alcohol to vent his anger.
He raised his head and showed off a glass of whiskey worth $[-].
My heart just relaxed a little.
"Mr. Qin, I'm really sorry for what happened today. I didn't expect that..."
Qin Chuan raised his hand to stop Ye Xiangrong from blaming himself.
"Consultant Ye, this matter has nothing to do with you. You did your best. It's not your fault that they broke their word."
Qin Chuan paused and drank the whiskey worth [-] US dollars in one gulp.
Then he said...
