"Brother Xuan, the lady wants a drink!"
The pointy-faced girl clung to Zhou Zixuan's arm and cooed.
Although everyone knows the phrase "a glass of '82 Lafite to calm the shock," in reality, very few have tasted it. Even those who have are likely to have tasted a counterfeit.
That's because the global production of '82 Lafite was only two hundred thousand bottles, yet Hua Country consumes three hundred thousand bottles each year.
It follows that the '82 Lafite sold on the market is mostly fake, and only ultra-luxurious hotels like the Four Seas Hotel carry a small stock of the real deal.
"This..."
Zhou Zixuan was sweating bullets; he wanted to stick Qin Yu and Xu Peng with the bill but didn't want to spend seven or eight hundred thousand on wine alone during a meal. If they really spent like that, the ten million his family had to pay in compensation wouldn't last long.