46 Rival in Love

"Good wine. It really is '92 French Lafite red wine." Qingfeng Li gently took a sip and praised.

"How did you know this is '92 Lafite wine?"

Ruyan Liu smiled charmingly. The surprise written on her face became even deeper.

The man in front of her was really impressive, identifying the year and origin of the wine in one sip.

After all, an average person wouldn't be able to identify specific bottles of wine from only a sip. Only wine masters could reach such a level.

"'92 Lafite wine is one of the best wines up to date. It has a mellow and thick taste with a hint of sweetness..."

Qingfeng Li smiled gently and began describing the unique taste of the wine.

"Hehe. I think you aren't a salesman at all, but a millionaire?"

"Miss Liu, why do you think so? "

"Very simple. A salesman can't afford 92' Lafite, so you are not a salesman."