Urban Supreme Son-in-law

Jiang Shengling saw the waiter's stunned look, and simply smiled directly and said to him.

"Well, I don't need to bother you to pour the wine for me. Today, Brother Fang and I can be regarded as seeing each other right away. Why don't we drink directly to the bottle and feel bored."

Jiang Sheng spoke eloquently, but it was the waiter who listened to him. He didn't know what to say. He had never seen this kind of drinking before, and he had to drink directly at the mouth of the bottle. This is nothing short of violent.

Jiang Shengling's behavior at this time, in the eyes of those professional wine collectors, is like Zhu Bajie eating flat peaches, eating this thing in one bite, without even tasting any taste.

If you are really so thirsty, why not drink tap water directly, instead of wasting this kind of red wine that is one less bottle of wine.

Generally, like in high-end hotels or banquets, the precious wine will not be consumed all at once. After all, this thing is a little less drinkable. A bottle of wine can probably be used for two or three banquets each time. They will be collected again, and the taste will be more pure next time.

Acts like Jiang Shengling’s, even if you give him that kind of ordinary red wine, it’s a waste, let alone Latour’s red wine, especially this one that has been more than 20 years old, and it’s impossible to find it on the market. It can only be bought at high prices from some special collectors.

Seeing Jiang Shengling, he took a big gulp without saying anything. It was almost half a bottle of red wine. Bai Changlin's face was a bit ugly. He didn't care about the money. After all, even if buying a bottle of red wine was expensive, it was not for their Bai family. Excuse me.

It's just that he was going to save this wine for himself to drink slowly. It was so directly ruined by Jiang Shengling, of course, he still felt a little pity in his heart.

And most importantly, judging from Jiang Shengling's habitual little actions, Bai Changlin knew that Jiang Shengling must also be the kind of person who knew red wine, but since he knew red wine in this way, he should understand the preciousness of Latour.

Isn’t it purely for your own happiness to play with yourself in this way of small pictures of the market?

"Mr. Jiang, maybe you don't know, do you know how much my father paid for this bottle of red wine? It's this bottle of red wine that you drank in one sip."

Bai Changlin didn't know if Jiang Shengling was really pretending to be crazy and stupid, so he looked at him with an unhappy expression and said.

"This stuff is usually priceless, and my father bought it for a bottle of 100,000 U.S. dollars because of a personal relationship with the Premier of the British Royal Family."

Unconsciously, Bai Changlin began to show off his family again. He still hoped that Jiang Shengling could understand the gap between himself and him. He was not comparable to such a nouveau riche.

"Just the sip you just drank, you can almost buy a bottle of low-end BMW three series, do you understand."

"What? I drank a BMW in one sip. This wine is too expensive."

Jiang Shengling pretended to exclaim, then looked at Bai Changlin with a grin and said.

"Unexpectedly, the two of you and I met for the first time, and they were so gracious. I really feel ashamed. I can only say thank you. Didn’t you say that you still have a bottle? Since we ran into it today, let’s drink it. Happy."

As Jiang Shengling said, he even ordered a little waiter next to him to get up. Bai Changlin really didn't know what to say. He wondered if this dumpling was just coming over to oppose my wine.

The waiter didn't know what to do. After all, even though Jiang Shengling had mentioned this kind of thing, it was better to be satisfied, but this was Bai Changlin's private collection of red wine, and he would not dare to take it out without Bai Changlin's consent.

And he was also very aware of the price of this kind of wine, if it was wasted on this man again, it would be really a pity.

What Bai Changlin has always shown is the appearance of an elegant and noble son, but now Jiang Shengling really remembers that he is a little speechless. In fact, this is only a matter of hundreds of thousands, but Bai Changlin feels like he is It was just like being tricked by Jiang Shengling.

"What's the matter, Mr. Bai, you seem to have a ugly expression on your face. You can't bear it. I wonder if there is not a lot of money, so why don't you go over and take it."

Jiang Shengling pretended not to know what Bai Changlin was thinking at this time, and looked at him innocently and said, then glared at the waiter and said.

"No, no, it's just wine. Since Mr. Jiang likes it, it happens that I still have it there. If I don't let it go, I can drink it all at once."

Bai Changlin gritted his teeth and said, it seemed that he was slightly angry, and Jie'er didn't expect that Bai Changlin would be so easily irritated by Jiang Shengling.

In her impression, Bai Changlin has always been such an elegant young man, and rarely shows such a hideous side sometimes.

Unexpectedly, this young man was not only attractive, but also seemed to have a very good mind. Jie'er looked at Jiang Shengling with admiration, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

After the waiter got the order, he took out the last bottle of Laertu that Bai Changlin had stored here, and after he got the wine for Bai Changlin, he was snatched by Jiang Shengling, just like he was drinking beer. I poured a bottle into my mouth,

Seeing Jiang Shengling's appearance of a street ruffian, Bai Changlin also wondered how he should tell this person. After all, they don't seem to be the same type of people at all, and it is estimated that they can't find any common topics.

Simply did not continue to drink, but directly lit a cigarette for himself, and then said with a smile while looking at Jiang Shengling.

"Mr. Jiang, I actually hope to invite you over today. Of course, I don’t just want to get to know you. After all, there are still some things we haven’t dealt with, such as Meng Meng’s. I think Mr. Jiang should be very It's clear."

Bai Changlin smoked a cigarette and said to Jiang Shengling.

"The relationship between our family and the Meng family belongs to the marriage between the big families. This kind of thing is not something I or who can intervene. This is the decision of the predecessors. In order to respect the predecessors, we must also keep our promises. The marriage between the Meng family and the Bai family will not be a disadvantage to anyone.

Bai Changlin looked at Jiang Shengling and said, but Jiang Shengling was eating and eating the huge lobster, and there was such a good wine next to it. It tasted so unpleasant.

As if he really came here today just to eat and drink.