My Peerless Beauty President

"Wow, Fatty is indeed rich. In [-], Lafite cost forty to fifty thousand!"

"Oh, it's almost equal to my mother's monthly salary, but I'm the best at tasting red wine."

Mu Hui, the man with stud earrings, looked at Ye Lanxin with trepidation, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if it's a real boyfriend or a fake boyfriend, if he doesn't have money, break up quickly, why don't you choose one of my brothers, otherwise You can’t even earn a bottle of Lafite a year.”

"This is the authentic Lafite produced in France, not ordinary Lafite." The fat man specially added, "If you buy it in China, it is impossible to buy it at all."

"There's nothing to show off about fake wine."

Zhang Chenfeng muttered something, the voice was not loud, but the seven people could hear it clearly.

Ye Lanxin stared at Zhang Chenfeng with wide eyes, never expecting him to say such words.

She didn't know Zhang Chenfeng's family background, but judging by his usual attire, he shouldn't look like a rich son.

She thought that Zhang Chenfeng was deliberately fighting back against them, so she hastily pulled his arm, signaling him not to talk too much.

But the fat man was not happy about it, he was already upset that Ye Lanxin brought a man here.Although I don't know if it's her boyfriend, but just kissed him twice, which made him very angry.

He is the one who likes Ye Lanxin, and no one is allowed to possess Ye Lanxin, her body is his!

"You said it was fake, boy, have you seen Lafite?"

The fat man looked at Zhang Chenfeng with a sneer on his face.

Zhang Chenfeng smiled lightly and said: "I'll tell you it's made in France, and I'll say it's a fake, because if it's made in France, a green cap will be added to the bottle cap to distinguish it. "

Hearing Zhang Chenfeng's professional words, Fatty was taken aback for a moment, and he said angrily, "Even if it's not from France, it's definitely true!"

"Show me."

"Here, if you say something wrong one day, you have to apologize to me and pay all the expenses for today."

"What if it's fake?"

Zhang Chenfeng glanced at it, and it was basically confirmed that it was a fake.

"If it's fake, I'll cover all the expenses today, and I apologize to you!"

"Then look at the iron plate of the bottle seal. The authentic Lafite should be red, with the chateau on the top and the English words 'Chateau Lafite' in the middle. However, since the ability to counterfeit is so strong now, there should be no mistakes. Then , you can look at the wine label."

Zhang Chenfeng went on to say: "Since the real Lafite wine label is a silk-screened wine label, the surface feels bumpy to the touch. The fake Lafite wine label is ordinary printing, which feels smooth and has no layering."

The fat man touched it with his hand, and his expression changed. Mu Hui next to him also touched it, and his expression also changed. What Zhang Chenfeng said was indeed true, and there was no sense of hierarchy at all.

But that wasn't what shocked them.

What shocked them was that Zhang Chenfeng actually understood Lafite and how to identify him. The professionalism of what he said made them believe him.

"Impossible! You must have lied to me!"

The fat man blushed and said.

"If you don't believe it, you can scratch the words on it. The real Lafite wine label is printed with silk screen printing technology. When you rub the words with your fingernails, the words are wiped off but the background color is still intact, and the wine label is not scratched. False The printing of the Lafite wine label is simple, you can wipe the words with your fingernails, and the words can only be erased if the wine label is scratched."

Zhang Chenfeng pointed to the wine bottle and smiled slightly.

The fat man wiped it with his fingers in disbelief, and after two strokes, it had no effect at all.

As soon as his face changed, he put in more effort and wiped it vigorously, but the words were scratched!

"It's true!" The man sitting on the right side suddenly exclaimed, "Look, what he just said is exactly the same as what he said on the Internet."

"Let me see."

Ye Lanxin also approached it curiously, and when she saw the identification method described above, she said, "There is a post about this on the wine tasting professional website, and it was highlighted by the moderator."

"Wow, no!"

The woman who had despised Zhang Chenfeng before hurriedly took out her mobile phone and checked it. When she saw the content, she was also shocked.

One minute later, everyone except Fatty looked at Zhang Chenfeng in shock. They didn't expect the other party to hide so deeply that even Lafite could tell the truth from the fake.

Ye Lanxin looked at Zhang Chenfeng in surprise, and asked, "Honey, where did you learn it?"

"I learned it secretly when serving dishes."

Zhang Chenfeng said embarrassedly.

"you!……"

The fat man's expression was extremely embarrassing, he didn't expect his cousin to deceive him, but he thought he gave him good wine.

Ye Lanxin hurriedly said: "Fatty, hurry up and apologize, and today's expenses must be fully covered."

"Yes, all expenses are covered!"

Mu Hui said hastily.

"I'll do it!" Fatty looked at Zhang Chenfeng and said, "Even if I was wrong this time, don't think you are awesome!"

"I'm not good." Zhang Chenfeng said with a smile, "I'm just very good."

"Hmph, it's nothing to eavesdrop on something with a plate." The fat man sneered, "You also serve plates in the bar and watch people mix the bar. Today I will show you the skills of bartending, so that you can also be convinced. Waiter , Serve wine."

Hearing this, the waiter came over with a plate, and there were several kinds of wine in it. It seemed that the fat man was also a regular customer in this bar.

"Okay."

The fat man sneered at Zhang Chenfeng, picked up the shaker, poured nectar, Baileys, and vodka into the shaker in turn, and added a little lemon juice at the end.

I saw him standing up, his right hand began to shake in mid-air, looking at the opponent's wrist, he had practiced it before, but his technique seemed average.

The other five people cheered when they saw the fat man started mixing drinks, and even Ye Lanxin booed along with them, as if bartending was such a cool move.

"Amazing, beautiful!" Mu Hui said, "Fatty, come on, show me one."

"Yes, show one!"

The fat man smiled triumphantly, and threw his right hand up into the air. The cup spun three or four times in mid-air, and landed firmly in his left hand.

Mu Hui and the others immediately applauded and whistled.

Zhang Chenfeng smiled faintly, this kind of little trick was only played by him before, but he didn't want to play it anymore.

boom!

3 minutes later.

The fat man put the shaker on the table, then brought the Lijoe cup over, and poured the wine into the cup inside.

"Fruit Daqili!" Mu Hui called out from the side and clapped his hands, "Pretty, the color is getting more and more beautiful!"

The fat man folded his hands in front of his chest, and said to Zhang Chenfeng: "Try it, in this bar, there are not many people who know how to prepare it like me, even the manager asked me to come over."