Chapter 23: Contempt in the box

Several people followed the manager to a box, which was extremely tidy and neatly arranged with the best fruit plates.
An oversized screen is playing recent popular songs, with the soft lighting, it is a bit intoxicating.
"Today, I will take the dust off for boss Wei, I will give boss Wei a free bottle of 1995 Lafite."
The manager knew that there was another fat loss, so naturally he didn't feel sorry for a bottle of Lafite from 1995, his face was full of smiles.
In 1995, it was worth tens of thousands, and sincerity was also considered full.
"The manager is interested." Guo Wei thanked.
"Manager, today I'm taking care of Wei's boss." Zhang Qiang was a little unhappy.
"Of course you are the lord, I just do my landlord friendship."
"Okay, let's open three bottles of Lafite from 1990, and some cocktails, girls love to drink."
"Okay, wait a minute."
The manager went out, and the box immediately became lively, and there were more than a dozen people in total.
The women are all beautiful and attractive, Jiang Wenwen is not really eye-catching among them, but her father is somewhat familiar with Zhang Qiang's father, she is lucky to be here.
Su Yan looked at everything, very calmly, sitting on the side without saying a word.
"Come on, everyone first respect the boss."
More than a dozen glasses of wine were filled, and one person served a glass, but Su Yan did not serve it.
Jiang Wenwen hurriedly signaled him to serve it, but Su Yan was indifferent, which attracted everyone's attention.
Zhang Qiang looked at Su Yan, feeling a little unfamiliar, and couldn't help but said, "Who is this buddy, it doesn't give you face so much?"
Jiang Wenwen hurriedly explained: "This is my classmate. I just ran into him today, so I took him."
Zhang Qiang glared at Jiang Wenwen without saying anything. He just looked at the cup on the table, naturally very clear.
But Su Yan just mistreated the cup, indifferent, like wood.
"Oh, you guys have such a big temper, do you want me to serve them personally so that you are willing to show your face?!"
Zhang Qiang's face has changed, frowning tightly.
The other people also looked at Su Yan coldly.
At this time, Guo Wei smiled and said: "Aqiang, don't be like this, maybe this brother doesn't like red wine."
Su Yan replied: "You are right, this red wine is too ugly, but a cocktail is good."
Zhang Qiang colded his face completely and said gloomily: "Brother, do you know what kind of wine this is? The Lafite in 1990, a bottle of more than 20,000 yuan, is it comparable to a cocktail?
Although this place is upscale, a cocktail is only a few hundred dollars, which is naturally incomparable with Lafite.
Su Yan looked at Zhang Qiang indifferently, without speaking, his face was plain.
Jiang Wenwen was in a dilemma, flushed anxiously, and embarrassed.
"Everyone has their own taste. This brother will drink a cocktail. Aqiang don't have a look on his face. This is just for me."
"Red wine is really not good." Su Yan couldn't help it, and said, "I just opened two bottles of Lafite in 1982 and it tastes weird."
Jiang Wenwen pulled Su Yan for a while, it was this time, and he was still in the mood to joke.
Zhang Qiang irritably smiled and said, "The Lafite in 1982 has two bottles. This brother is a little crazy."
Su Yan was in a stall with less than 200 yuan, and he opened two bottles of Lafite in 1982. No ghost would believe it.
Others also showed a mocking look, bragging and not afraid to blow up.
"Brother, do you know how much a bottle of Lafite in 1982?"
A teenager said mockingly, with contempt in his words.
"As far as I know, this KTV bottle costs more than 100,000 yuan."
"Looking at this brother's dress, more than 100,000 can buy hundreds of such outfits."
"Haha..., a few hundred pieces are sold in wholesale, and a few extra pieces may be given away."
Zhang Qiang didn't breathe anymore, he was a braggart, not worthy of anger, so he sat on the sofa, looking at Su Yan with contempt.
The others also looked at Su Yan with a sneer, and didn't want to give him a stand.
Jiang Wenwen regretted bringing Su Yan in. She had forgotten Su Yan's identity, and she would inevitably suffer contempt and ridicule when she entered here.
"Su Yan, let's go."
Jiang Wenwen pulled him, feeling a little guilty.
"Why are you going?"
"you."
Jiang Wenwen bit his teeth, looking like he hates iron but not steel.
"What I said is true, they don't believe in anything to do with me."
"Brother, brag about drafting too."
"Don't believe it?"
"Humph……"
"Believe, we believe, you are a big local tyrant, haha."
"If this is the case, then I will let them bring the wine. At that time, I rinsed my mouth and poured a glass. The waiter drank a glass. There should be a lot left."
"Brother, there must be a limit to bragging."
Zhang Qiang couldn't help it anymore, looking at Su Yan coldly, with a stance of driving him out.
And Guo Wei stopped talking, bragging one after another, he was also full of anger.
Su Yan looked at each of his faces and couldn't help but have a funny idea.
"Well, how about we make a bet?"
"Bet, what do you want to bet on, you are worthy of the poor!"
A tall and thin man glared at Su Yan, not showing him any affection.
"Just bet I can bring out the Lafite red wine from 1982."
"Okay, if you can take it out, we will take back what we just said. Not only that, I'll bend over to make up for it."
Zhang Qiang laughed happily, as if not taking Su Yan's words to heart.
"can."
"Then you can't get it out?"
"It's up to you."
"It's refreshing enough, I like it, that's it."
Zhang Qiang patted his thigh, stood up, looked at Su Yan and said, "If you can't take it out, just drink up these cocktails."
Zhang Qiang pointed to almost thirty cocktails with a sneer on his face.
If you drink these thirty cups, you will get drunk and unconscious if you drink too much. If you drink too little, it might be dangerous.
Guo Wei seemed to want to stop him, but Zhang Qiang waved his hand and said: "Boss Wei, you know our rules, but he agreed."
Guo Wei didn't want to say anything, he glanced at Su Yan, and sat back coldly.
Jiang Wenwen said quickly: "Don't bet, we won't bet on this bet."
"Jiang Wenwen, believe it or not, I will reward you to a few big guys now."
Zhang Qiang was really angry. It was not only a disappointment, but also a shame, how could he bear it.
Jiang Wenwen was frightened by Zhang Qiang's angry eyes. He dared not speak any more, looking at Su Yan with worry.
"Call the waiter over."
Su Yan was still calm, without a trace of panic at all, which not only surprised a group of people.
It's impossible that he can really take it out. It's impossible. The Lafite in 1982 is still two bottles, and it is almost worth my car.
A group of people had many thoughts in their hearts, but they were all suppressed, waiting to see a good show.
They would never believe that Su Yan took out two bottles of Lafite from 1982, which was simply fantastic.