The Local Lazy Man System

"I won't be wrong." Liu Qingqing said with certainty.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Kai still said in disbelief. How could this 120,000 bottle of Bordeaux Lafite of 1982 be fake? Such a high-end chain cafe dare to use Bordeaux Lafite of 1992 to pretend to be Bordeaux Lafite of 1982, this cafe Does he still want to do it?

"Call that manager in and ask, don't you know?" Li Jiawang said.

Although Li Jiawang is a little skeptical that Liu Qingqing can conclude that this is a Bordeaux Lafite of 1992 rather than a Bordeaux Lafite of 1982, Li Jiawang still thinks it would be better to ask the manager to come and ask.

"Waiter, waiter."

Wang Kai felt that Li Jiawang was right, so he called the restaurant manager over to ask, didn't he know everything?

Wang Kai still firmly believes that the red wine he is drinking now is the Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage, not the Bordeaux Lafite from the 1992 vintage.

Wang Kai believed in his own eyes, after all, the certificate just stated clearly and plainly, it was Bordeaux Lafite of 1982.

It can only be said that Wang Kai has stayed abroad for too long. In China, like this kind of Bordeaux Lafite certificate of 1982, Huaxia casually went to that street wall, or perhaps the telephone pole, with fake certificates. advertising.

And it can be fake, like this red wine certificate, you can make one for a dozen dollars, and the cost is less than two dollars, and it is absolutely exactly the same as the real one.

"Sir, is there anything we need to serve?" a waitress came in and looked at Wang Kai and asked.

"Go, go and call the restaurant manager you just delivered the red wine." Wang Kai said to the waitress in a bad tone.

After all, I spent 240,000 Chinese coins to buy two bottles of Bordeaux Lafite in 1982, but Liu Qingqing said that it was not Bordeaux Lafite in 1982. This is just slap Wang Kai in the face.

It's strange that Wang Kai is happy, he must let the person in charge of the restaurant explain. Tell everyone this is Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage.

Can't let a certain woman, who knows nothing, talk nonsense here.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waitress responded and exited the box.

"Qingqing, are you really sure that this is not a Bordeaux Lafite of 1982?" Chen Haishao looked at Liu Qingqing with some worry and asked.

Chen Haishao is really afraid of waiting for the restaurant manager to come over. If you are sure that this is a Bordeaux Lafite of 1982, Liu Qingqing will be really embarrassed.

Everyone is a woman, and Chen Haishao didn't want to be embarrassed by Liu Qingqing, and more importantly, he invited Ye Yaorong and Liu Qingqing to the party today.

"I confirm."

Liu Qingqing said with certainty.

Hearing Liu Qingqing’s affirmative answer, everyone at the table was puzzled. Is this delicious red wine really not a Bordeaux Lafite of 1982?

Soon, the female manager of the restaurant came over. After all, this box is a large customer with a one-time consumption of about 300,000. It must be priority service.

"Everyone, I don't know what I need to serve." The female restaurant manager said politely.

"Some of us here have drunk Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage, and think that your red wine is not from the 1982 Bordeaux Lafite, but from the 1992 Bordeaux Lafite." Wang Kai looked at the female restaurant manager and said.

"It's impossible. Haven't you seen the certificates of these two bottles of Lafite Bordeaux of 1982?" The female restaurant manager said after frowning.

It's not that these people have drunk the Bordeaux Lafite of the 1982 vintage and don't want to pay for it. I deliberately find such a reason. The female restaurant manager suddenly thought of this.

"But our beauty is very sure of your red wine. It's not a Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage." Wang Kai pointed to Liu Qingqing and said.

"This beauty, I can be sure that you told you this is Bordeaux Lafite of 1982. That's for sure." The female restaurant manager looked at Liu Qingqing and said.

"But the way I drink it, this is not a Bordeaux Lafite of 1982."

Liu Qingqing shook his head and said. Liu Qingqing recognized that this red wine was not Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage and would not change it because of the female restaurant's words. Liu Qingqing believed that his judgment could not be wrong.

"We have a professional certificate. There will be no fakes." The female restaurant manager looked at Liu Qingqing somewhat displeased and said. I think Liu Qingqing is deliberately looking for fault.

"In Huaxia, there are too many fake certificates. Even the diplomas of major universities can be bought for a few hundred dollars, not to mention this wine certificate. I estimate that you can make two copies for more than ten dollars."

Ye Yaorong said. Ye Yaorong believed in his wife, and Liu Qingqing wouldn't talk nonsense if she was unsure of things.

And Liu Qingqing was born in a top Chinese family, and he often drank red wine in the past 1982, how could he make a mistake in his judgment.

"Sir, if you say so, our restaurant can sue you for libel."

The female restaurant manager looked at Ye Yaorong unhappily and said. After all, if this kind of false certification of high-end drinks spreads, it will have a great impact on the reputation of the coffee shop, and the female restaurant manager cannot accept Ye Yaorong's statement.

"I'm talking about facts."

Ye Yaorong said. A red wine appraisal certificate, a fake appraisal certificate in Huaxia is really only a dozen yuan, and it can be fake.

"We have a special wine appraiser, we can invite our appraiser to come over." said the female restaurant manager.

It seems that this does not prove that this is Bordeaux Lafite of 1982. These people are not convinced, but this is a high-end coffee shop. They hired a professional wine appraiser to be the consultant of the coffee shop. You can invite him over and give These people proved that the two bottles of red wine provided by their cafe are Bordeaux Lafites from the 1982 vintage, not from the 1992 Bordeaux Lafites.

"Hurry up, everyone is eager to wait for the result?" Wang Kai urged the female restaurant manager impatiently.

...

After about ten minutes, the door of the box opened, and the female restaurant manager brought a middle-aged foreigner into the box.

"Everyone, this is Mr. Marco, the beverage consultant of our coffee shop. He is a French~national~ native. He is a first-class taster with wset international standard sommelier qualification certification."

The female restaurant manager pointed to the middle-aged foreigner beside her and introduced to everyone.

"Hello."

The middle-aged foreigner spoke very substandard Mandarin.

"Is this red Bordeaux Lafite of 1982?"

Wang Kai lives abroad. I'm used to seeing foreigners, but I'm not like the other people in the box. I see foreigners who are particularly novel. I directly frowned and looked at the French taster and asked.

"Can I taste this red wine?" Marco asked while looking at Wang Kai.

"casual."

Wang Kai said indifferently. What Wang Kai cares about now is whether the red wine he is drinking is the Bordeaux Lafite of 1982.

Marco took a clean wine glass. Pour a little red wine into the glass, shake it lightly, check the color of the red wine, and smell the scent of the red wine, then take a sip of the red wine with his mouth. After closing his eyes for two minutes, Marco opened his eyes. .

"How can I say, is this red Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage or the 1992 Bordeaux Lafite?" Wang Kai asked impatiently.

"Sir. I can say responsibly that this red wine is Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage." Ma Keng said in French.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Kai couldn't understand French and asked with a frown.

"Mr. Marco said this wine is Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage."

The female restaurant manager explained that the female restaurant manager was a little bit confused. This Mr. Marco can obviously speak Mandarin, but she doesn’t know why she speaks French.

"Yes."

Marco nodded and said. It is what I want to say if I recognize the translation of a female restaurant manager.

"This, this is impossible. This is the Bordeaux Lafite from the 1992 vintage." Liu Qingqing said firmly. Liu Qingqing felt that he couldn't make a mistake.

"This beauty, the Bordeaux Lafite from the 1992 vintage and the Bordeaux Lafite from the 1982 vintage are very close. It is normal for you to taste the wrong wine. I have encountered a lot of the Bordeaux Lafite from the 1992 vintage and the 1982 vintage. The person who confuses the Bordeaux Lafite."

Marco looked at Liu Qingqing and said. It has been five years since Ma Ke came to China, and it was the first time he had seen such a beautiful oriental beauty. He couldn't help but look twice.

"Husband..."

Liu Qingqing looked at her man aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes. Liu Qingqing felt that his judgment was not wrong, but the people at this table didn't believe his own words, they only believed the words of the middle-aged foreigner.

"My wife, I believe you."

Ye Yaorong shook Liu Qingqing's hand and said affirmatively.

Ye Yaorong believed that his wife would not make a wrong judgment. As for the middle-aged foreigner, he is the person in this cafe, and he will definitely speak on the interests of the cafe.

Even if the red wine was a fake bottle, Ye Yaorong suspected that this French-national taster would say it was a real wine.

"Husband..."

Liu Qingqing looked at Ye Yaorong with emotion and said. Liu Qingqing didn't want to cry anymore. Liu Qingqing felt that even if everyone in this world didn't believe his own words, it was enough as long as his husband believed his own words.

"Leave it to you man."

Ye Yaorong gave Liu Qingqing a relieved look, then turned to look at the French foreigner and asked, "Are you really a taster?"

"I have a first-level sommelier qualification certificate with international standard sommelier qualification certification~www.NovelMTL.com~ Ma Ke was stared at by Ye Yaorong and said with some guilty conscience.

In fact, even if Ye Yaorong was sitting in the seat, his height and physique, as well as the look in his eyes, made this Fa~ countryman a little scared.

Of course, more importantly, Marco is now guilty of a guilty conscience. He dared not look into Ye Yaorong's eyes for fear of being seen.

After all, the red wine I just drank was indeed Bordeaux Lafite from the 1992 vintage, but the secret is known to me and the cafe owner.

No one knew it, they thought it was a Bordeaux Lafite of 1982.

Where can there be so many Bordeaux Lafites in the world? If every high-end venue really sells Bordeaux Lafites of the 1982 vintage, the Bordeaux Lafites of the 1982 vintage would have been sold out.

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