When He Mingxuan was half drunk, Xu Fei received a call.

After answering the phone, Xu Fei walked to He Mingxuan and said, "Xiao He, there are some details about the order you received two days ago, so I have to go back to the company to deal with it. Today is your birthday, I will have a holiday for you, otherwise you will have to go back with me to work overtime."

He Mingxuan woke up halfway after hearing this: "Dr. Xu, why don't I go back too."

Xu Fei glanced at Ren Yan and smiled and said, "You are the hero who is working overtime on your birthday today. The people below have to say my words again. Have fun! Also, don't drive your car, you can't drive when you drink."

He Mingxuan seemed to feel dizzy again: "Dr. Don't drive a car without drinking, don't drive a car without drinking, Mr. Xu, don't worry, I'll drive back from the subway later."

Xu Fei waved at Ren Yan with laughter and cry: "I wish you all the fun, Mr. Ren, if there is anything I can help in the future, call me directly."

Ren Yan nodded, and then Xu Fei left.

"How to say, Ren Yan, Old He is like this... can he still go to KTV?" Zhang Qiang asked over Ren Yan while holding He Mingxuan.

"Don't go to KTV! Let's go...a tall and high-end place!" He Mingxuan patted Ren Yan's shoulder and said.

Ren Yan raised his eyebrows: "Old He, do you still know the high-end places?"

"Go to Xinhao Bar! Let's go and get my sister, this is more interesting than the big sword!" He Mingxuan smiled foolishly: "I'll treat you!"

This thing in the bar...

Ren Yan has never played this old age.

The most adult entertainment venue he has been to when he was in college...

It is an Internet cafe in the alley next to Luoda.

I only had the experience of going to the bar and I went to find someone.

And Ren Yan doesn't like the feeling of being bright and bright.

But He Mingxuan wants to go, then go...

Audi A8 brought several people to the New Melco bar.

It’s eight o’clock now, not the time when the bar is crowded, with relatively gentle music playing inside.

The lights are dimly tuned.

Ren Yan and his friends sat far away from the dance floor. It seemed that because it was an early show, there were no guests on the dance floor.

He Mingxuan and Zhang Qiang and Li Dehua ordered a dozen beers to drink, while Ren Yan ordered a glass of orange juice.

"This orange juice is so expensive! Such a cup costs a few dollars outside, but it actually costs fifty-eight..." Zhang Qiang looked at the orange juice in front of Ren Yan and smacked his tongue.

"With the lowest per capita consumption of 888, how can you spend it if you are cheap? I checked it on my phone and found that this bar is one of the best high-consumption places in Luocheng." Ren Yan shook his head and smiled.

He Mingxuan was dissatisfied: "No, Ren Yan, today I have a birthday, you can drink some bar! It would be boring to make orange juice alone!"

"Old He, I didn't say I won't drink... But if you go to a place with higher grades to drink beer, it's not that great." Ren Yan said, and waved to the waiter next to him.

“Did Balvenie have been there forty years?”

The waiter smiled and shook his head: "Sir, there was one before, but now the last bottle in the warehouse has been taken out and opened, some of which are around twenty years old."

Ren Yan touched his chin: "Where is Macallan for thirty years?"

The waiter nodded: "Yes, I just got a few bottles a few days ago, but there were only 700 ml, and there were still two bottles left."

"Open a bottle." After Ren Yan said that, the waiter nodded and left.

The other three were confused.

In their impression, Ren Yan rarely drinks, and has never come to the bar to drink.

But why do you say some words that they don’t understand when you come today?

The waiter brought the wine, and the bar manager followed next to him.

The manager took the wine from the waiter and walked to Ren Yan and his table.

"Hello sir! I am the manager of Xinhuo. This is the 30th year of Macallan you want. This is the customs quarantine certificate and the factory certificate of base wine. Please check it out. Our Xinhuo foreign wines are introduced from major foreign wineries and auction houses and other formal channels, and the quality is guaranteed."

Ren Yan pretended to look at the pile of paper documents next to him, and then looked at the wine bottle again.

"System, isn't this wine fake bar?" Ren Yan asked in his heart.

"Host, such issues require payment of 1,000 points..."

The profiteer is here again...

The reason why Ren Yan was able to show off a lot of wine names that He Mingxuan and others couldn't understand was entirely because this was what the system just told him.

"Host, do you ask?"

ask?

Why ask?

Is it important to know the truth or falsehood?

Not important...

Anyway, the taste of real wine and fake wine brother is the same.

And...it doesn’t necessarily have to spend points to determine whether it is true or false!

Ren Yan suddenly thought of a way to determine whether it is true or false, but he will have to try it later.

"If you have any questions, you can ask now, because you ordered Scotch whiskey that is relatively old. Once the bottle is opened, we cannot return it for you." The manager's voice brought Ren Yan's thoughts back.

"Open it." Ren Yan's expression was natural and he nodded.

The waiter opened the wine, and Ren Yan followed and paid the bill and found an additional membership card for Xinhao Bar.

Although the waiter had poured wine into the cups of several people, He Mingxuan and others did not drink until Ren Yan came back.

Li Dehua looked curious: "Ren Yan, how much does this wine cost?"

Ren Yan compared three fingers.

"Three thousand?" Li Dehua said half-believingly and half-doubtedly.

"Thirty-three thousand."

Ren Yan's words made several people's breathing become rapid.

They have never drunk such high-end wine for 30,000 yuan per bottle.

"Ren Yan... You can't do this! What kind of wine is used for thirty years? Listening to the waiter's narration, it feels very expensive... Although I have been promoted, I can't afford this!" He Mingxuan's drunken face looked bitter.

"I've given all the money. Have you really drunk too much..." Ren Yan gently punched He Mingxuan in the shoulder.

The "Supreme Golden Card" mentioned by the manager was casually still on the table.

"Come on! Touch a glass." Ren Yan raised his glass.

Several people clinked glasses, and Ren Yan took a sip.

Thirty-year Macallan whiskey's rich and heavy wine sensation spreads in the mouth.

Mom... I'm not as good as Erguotou... Ren Yan was speechless in his heart.

He originally thought that this bottle of wine worth more than 30,000 yuan must have a sense of indescribable awesomeness.

But in fact, Ren Yan only drank a spice smell...it was like drinking a drink.

I thought so in my heart, but Ren Yan's expression did not change.

After putting the wine glass back on the table, Ren Yan noticed that He Mingxuan next to him had no intention of tasting wine at all, but felt relieved in one mouthful, and muttered: "Well, it's broken wine! There's no alcohol at all!"

Several people laughed.

"Ahem, Lao He, you really drank too much. This is more than 30,000 yuan per bottle of wine. The whiskey has a strong potential, you will feel it later." Li Dehua said from the side.

Ren Yan smiled and then turned to greet the waiter next to him, saying something in the waiter's ear.

The waiter then walked towards the bar below.

Ren Yan was about to turn around and talk to He Mingxuan, but he saw a familiar figure.

It seems a bit bloody, but this figure...

It's really Chen Fa'er.

Fate is wonderful.

When Chen Fa'er turned to look here, Ren Yan waved to say hello to the other party.

Then he saw a scene that made Ren Yan a little confused.

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Chapter completed!