Zhao Yingjun continued to talk along the topic, and the other party continued to introduce a lot of wine names to him.

While chatting, I suggested that I help him order.

The innocent and handsome man readily agreed without even thinking about it.

Only Li Zhenyu found this scene strangely familiar.

"we want……"

The other party covered his mouth with his hand and whispered a few names.

The waiter nodded understandingly and took a special look at Li Zhenyu and Zhao Yingjun before leaving.

At the same time, it also allowed Li Zhenyu to confirm that the person in front of him was a wine nanny.

"Youngjun, you are going to spend a lot of money today."

He laughed and patted him on the shoulder with a pointed smile. After being reminded, Zhao Yingjun said thoughtfully, "It doesn't matter, as long as everyone is happy."

Two minutes later, the waiter came towards them with a cart, followed by two colleagues.

On the first cart, there were two bottles of high-end red wine, and on the next two carts, there were various bullet wines and cocktails.

A dazzling array of drinks filled the entire table.

Zhao Yingjun opened his hands in a funny manner and said exaggeratedly: "How did you do it with so much wine?"

Although I didn't hear clearly what the other party just said, it was clear that he just whispered a few words.

No matter what, it is impossible to tell the name of each wine.

"It's a set meal...pink supreme...colorful...exotic."

The red wine is pink supreme, the bullet wine is indeed colorful, and the cocktails are also exotic.

Hmm~

The other party is very skilled in his business. It seems that this is not the first time he has done this.

"There's so much, can you finish it?"

Zhao Yingjun doesn't care about spending money, but he hates waste the most.

Therefore, when the other party lay on his side and acted coquettishly, Zhao Yingjun used his brightest smile and said a cold threat.

"Today, if there is one glass of these wines left, you, you will die ugly."

The originally bright smile turned into panic in an instant.

"Ah~ Gangster, come quickly, someone is playing gangster here."

As the other party screamed exaggeratedly, retreated in a panic and knocked over the chair, the entire bar's eyes turned to this place.

Li Zhenyu sighed helplessly, how could he encounter such a thing just to support him?

Really, so why drive a Ferrari in such a high profile?

The three waiters who had just delivered the drinks appeared again and bowed very politely, but their tone was full of threats: "Sir, please don't make trouble here again, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Zhao Yingjun turned around with a wicked smile, "Brother, what should I do? Do you want to tell them?"

Before his mood got worse, Li Zhenyu chose to calm the situation down, "Who is in charge here, Dongping or Zhang He?"

Upon hearing these two names, the three of them looked at each other, and their previous momentum instantly subsided.

The bulging arms on both sides were quietly lowered and folded in front of the lower abdomen.

"Mia Hamida is the eldest brother Dongping."

"Is there a place in the back? Someone wants to see him."

Li Zhenyu pushed Zhao Yingjun to stand up, and pointed at the wine attendant, "They will lead the way too."

The commotion subsided and the guests realized that something was going on, but they all wisely chose to turn a blind eye.

One more thing is worse than one less thing. No one wants to get into trouble in a place like this.

Ten minutes later, Li Zhenyu saw the hedgehog-headed Dongping in the warehouse behind.

"Who wanted to do this, Wan Zhi, or did you do it on your own?"

Li Zhenyu felt that Wan Zhi would not do this.

Otherwise, he should not invite himself to support him, and his calmness and pride when mentioning these businesses cannot be faked.

"I did it, blowing the rice, brother."

Li Zhenyu didn't answer the call, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Wan Zhi's number: "I'm at the bar, come over!"

Has he been focusing so much on women lately that he can't even manage his own men?

We are obviously trying hard to move toward the sunshine, but this kind of thing happened.

You can sell high-priced wine, bundle it, water it down, label it, it’s no problem.

Working with the bartender inside and outside the house is a clear way to rip off customers.

Is this because you don’t want to do business, and you plan to stop after making a profit?
Chapter completed!