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Ye Chen's opening made Xu Wendong a little confused.

Romanee-Conti, this is a top red wine brand of the same level as Lafite.

Not to mention that 02 was one of the best vintages of Romanée-Conti.

Just a bottle of Romanée-Conti in 02 costs at least 10,000+.

Two bottles of wine directly cost him nearly 30 RMB.

This guy is ruthless.

"There are still two bottles of Romanée-Conti in 02. If you want it, sir, I'll have it delivered." The waiter said with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Xu, it's all right."

Ye Chen looked at Xu Wendong, and said with a smile: "I heard that the 02 Romanée-Conti has a very good taste. I haven't drunk it much before. This time I'm afraid it will be thanks to Mr. Ye."

"Mr. Ye was joking, and agreed that I will treat guests tonight. Since Mr. Ye wants to drink Romanee-Conti, he will serve two bottles of 02 Romanee-Conti."

Although Xu Wendong was bleeding from the pain in his heart, he still pretended to be generous on the surface.

"After the wine is ordered, it's time to order some food."

Ye Chen looked at the menu and said casually, "Do you have any special dishes recently?"

The waiter also got a hint from the lobby manager and cooperated with Ye Chen's operation very well.

"Recently, the hotel has brought in a new batch of Japanese Wagyu beef. Would you like to order one, sir?" the waiter asked with a smile.

"Wagyu from Japan? This one is not bad. I heard that the taste is very good. How about this, let's serve a five-jin wagyu first, and you can see how it is done." Ye Chen said.

"Five catties of Wagyu?" The corners of Xu Wendong's mouth twitched slightly.

It was the first time he heard that someone ate beef by the catty.

Five catties of beef won't kill you.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, I have a big appetite. The five catties are for me and Qingcheng. I don't know if you like Wagyu beef. If you like it, then add two catties?"

Ye Chen asked politely.

"No need, I'm not very interested in beef." Xu Wendong took a deep breath, his voice distorted.

This Ye Chen really killed him as a fool.

"This caviar, have a few servings, and this foie gras seems to be good."

Ye Chen pointed to the menu, basically ordering one by one, and quickly ordered dozens of dishes.

Xu Wendong listened beside him, his heart twitching a little.

Although Xu Wendong was ready to bleed profusely during this meal, he didn't expect Ye Chen to directly bleed him.

But at the end, Xu Wendong didn't care.

Today's meal should be regarded as a breakup meal for Ye Chen and Su Qingcheng.

If this guy doesn't obediently follow his orders, he will have to spit out whatever he eats today.

"That's all. If it's not enough later, we'll order more."

Ye Chen handed the menu to the waiter, and looked at Xu Wendong: "Mr. Xu, do you have anything you want to eat? You're welcome."

"No, I'm not very hungry, just eat something." Xu Wendong took a deep breath, waved his hands, and showed a far-fetched smile on his face.

Su Qingcheng looked at Xu Wendong's obviously a little bit wrong face, reached out and touched Ye Chen's leg underneath, signaling him that it was almost enough.

"I don't know where Mr. Ye is from?"

Xu Wendong asked casually: "I've never heard Qingcheng mention you before."

"I'm from Zhonghai. I only met in Zhonghai and Qingcheng after graduation. It's normal for Mr. Xu not to know." Ye Chen responded.

"So that's how it is. I don't know where Mr. Ye was a high school student before?" Xu Wendong tried to inquire about Ye Chen's background.

"It doesn't matter if you are high, I used to do some small business abroad, so let's not talk about it."

Ye Chen waved his hand and said with a smile.

"A small business?" Xu Wendong smiled disdainfully upon hearing this.

No wonder the guy likes to take advantage so much.

I don't know how Su Qingcheng fell in love with this man, he looked poor from top to bottom.

At this moment, the waiter walked into the box with the dining car.

Several waiters brought the dishes to the table, opened the Romanee-Conti at the same time, and poured a glass of red wine for the three of them.

"Come on, don't sit still, have a drink."

Xu Wendong picked up his wine glass and gestured to Su Qingcheng.

"Cheers!" Ye Chen and Su Qingcheng raised their wine glasses, touched Xu Wendong in the air, and then raised their hands to take a sip.

"That's right. As expected of the 02 Romanée-Conti, the taste of this wine is really extraordinary, even better than Lafite."

Ye Chen swallowed the wine in his mouth and said in admiration.

"Mr. Ye still knows about this Romanee-Conti?" Xu Wendong asked eccentrically.

"Personally, I prefer red wine. I know a little bit about these red wines, but it makes Mr. Xu laugh. If Mr. Xu is free, he can come to our house as a guest. Qingcheng has prepared a lot of high-quality red wine."

Ye Chen smiled and said meaningfully.

"If I have time some other day, I will definitely visit." Xu Wendong said with a smile on his face.

"Come on, let's have some food. You're welcome. Let's try this Japanese Wagyu beef."

Ye Chen greeted Xu Wendong with enthusiasm, as if he was the master.

Xu Wendong didn't feel too upset, he talked and laughed to ease the atmosphere, and he didn't get angry at all because Ye Chen beat him up.

At this moment, Su Qingcheng's cell phone rang suddenly.

"I'll go out and answer the phone first."

Su Qingcheng picked up the phone and glanced at it, said a word, got up and left the box.

Following Su Qingcheng's departure, the room suddenly became quiet, falling into a strange silence.

"Mr. Ye, some things don't belong to you, so they don't belong to you after all."

Xu Wendong took a sip of red wine and looked at Ye Chen meaningfully: "Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Ye Chen put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said with a smile: "The things in my hands belong to me. If others want to get their hands on it, they have to weigh their own abilities."

"Ability?"

The corner of Xu Wendong's mouth raised slightly, he took out a card from his pocket, and put it directly on the table: "This card contains eight figures of cash, leave Su Qingcheng, this card will belong to you."

"Eight-figure cash? I didn't expect that Mr. Xu's hand is not small, but it exceeded my expectations."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, and his eyes gradually turned cold: "But you want me to leave Qingcheng for an eight-figure sum?"

When Xu Wendong heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Ye Chen, it's not a good habit to be insatiable. Are you not afraid of taking money and spending it?" Xu Wendong threatened with a gloomy face.

"Are you threatening me?" Ye Chen looked at Xu Wendong with interest.