Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

The dandies who were alive just now suddenly quieted down one by one, not daring to look at Duan Zhuoheng's face, for fear that he would be humiliated by Lu Bingwen and take his anger out on himself.

At the critical moment, it was Liao Chen, the host, who came out and said that everyone could move to the banquet hall to relieve the siege.

A group of people cleared away the mobile phone bags and all kinds of chips on the table with lightning speed, and followed Liao Chen out as if nothing happened.

In order to store wine, Jingyu Winery has built a cellar that is half the size of the winery. Some wines have very strict storage requirements and cannot be moved at will, so the wine tasting meeting is also arranged in the cellar.

However, although it is a cellar, it has been repaired very magnificently. Outside the rooms for storing wine, there is a spacious venue similar to a banquet hall. At this time, it has been arranged in an orderly manner. The lighting of the light strip can really make people unable to tell whether it is on the ground or underground.

This time it was said to be a drinking party, but everyone knew in their hearts that the Liao family was actually planning to return to China for development, and wanted to take this opportunity to let Liao Chen know more people so as to pave the way for the future.

Although the people who came here today were all dudes who were not in power at home, but Lu Bingwen believed that they should also come with a mission, so he kept making a toast to Liao Chen, probably trying to get something to say.

It's a pity, a dandy is a dandy, although Liao Chen doesn't seem to be very serious on the surface, but he can be said to be impeccable when talking to each other. Seeing those people return without success one by one, Lu Bingwen lowered his head and chuckled.

"They're all out to socialize, why are you staying here by yourself?"

Lu Bingwen was smiling, but he suppressed his smile when he heard the words, and looked up, it was indeed Duan Zhuoheng.

"What about you?" Lu Bingwen asked back, "Why don't you go there?"

Duan Zhuoheng smiled: "I have known Liao Chen for a long time."

Ha ha!

Lu Bingwen rolled his eyes in his heart: I've known you for a long time! ?The villain succeeds!

Duan Zhuoheng held the wine, but didn't put it to his mouth. He shook his wrist a few times, looked at the layer of wine film left on the glass wall and said with a smile, "Are you scolding me again in your heart?"

Damn, you know all this?

Lu Bingwen was startled, but his mouth was firm: "I haven't seen you for a few years, why are you still so narcissistic?"

"I'm not narcissistic," Duan Zhuoheng suddenly possessed himself and leaned into his ear, "I'm--I understand you.

[Rely, host, what is he going to do? ? ! 】

The person involved is still not doing well, but the system is in a hurry, wishing that he could transform into a physical body and help the host push this prodigal son away.

[It's okay, I'm sick. 】

Lu Bingwen twitched his lips, and pushed the person away without using the system. He said in disgust, "You're crazy about drinking before you're drunk?"

"Drinking mad?" Duan Zhuoheng was taken aback for a moment, and then a trace of self-mockery flashed in his eyes, "Yeah, I'm probably drunk."

He actually just admitted it according to his own words, which made Lu Bingwen feel that something was wrong. If he didn't say a word to himself, is that still Duan Zhuoheng?

Didn't see you for a few years, did you really change your gender?

No, it's absolutely impossible, thinking of yesterday's car, and just now in the meeting room, his appearance was the same as before, at first glance, he was still the same cheap Duan Zhuoheng.

Then why is he looking so sad?Could it be—

Lu Bingwen glanced at the people surrounded by Liao Chen on the third and outer floors, then looked at the silence around them, and suddenly said, "You must be hurting your self-esteem, right?"

"Huh? What?"

In fact, Lu Bingwen regretted it when he asked.

This bastard is now the heir of the Duan family, most people are eager to stick to him, probably there is some reason that he doesn't know that no one dares to talk to him now.

However, in the line that was toasting Liao Chen in the distance, many people couldn't bear to look this way.

She curled her lips and took a sip of the mulled wine, now she and Duan bastard are really not in the same way.

So annoying!

Duan Zhuoheng heard that Lu Bingwen's side became silent suddenly, and turned his head to look a little puzzled: "Why are you silent all of a sudden?"

"We didn't have much to say, did we?"

Lu Bingwen asked back, and drank the last sip of wine in the cup with his head up.

Then he turned around without saying hello, put the wine glass casually on the waiter's tray who came to play in the hall, walked to the rest area like a leisurely stroll, found a chair against the wall and sat down.

Duan Zhuoheng, who was left behind by him, was stunned for a moment, but he didn't feel annoyed. After a while, he even shook his wine glass and chuckled, "Interesting."

Lu Bingwen, who got away from Duan Zhuoheng, was a little bored sitting in the rest area, so he turned on the game again to pass the time. He always hated socializing. He used to be surrounded by everyone like a moon, and he couldn't do anything if he wanted to be lazy. Now finally, no one is watching him all the time. Yes, after calling out the system to help keep an eye on other people's movements, I put on the earphones with confidence.

The girl just now had already gone offline, so Lu Bingwen casually found an online game friend and started the game.

Probably because he met Duan Zhuoheng in a bad mood and wanted to vent, he directly chose the jungler position. During the game, he didn't care about any match or not, and when he saw his opponent, he would treat them as Duan Zhuoheng and slash them.

After one game, he was almost venting his anger, but the game was lost as expected.

Lu Bingwen successfully received the Zaun greetings from his teammates plus a gift package for reporting.

But Lu Bingwen didn't care about deducting a few credit points, anyway, he enjoyed himself.

Erlang crossed his legs and put down the phone, glanced at the people who were still socializing in the distance, and was a little speechless: [How long will they chat, when can they buy wine? 】

The system is also very helpless: [No way, it seems that except for us, none of them are here for wine. 】

[That's not necessarily the case. 】

Lu Bingwen pulled off the earphones, threw them in his pocket, and turned his gaze to Duan Zhuoheng, who was a few seats away from him.

[Indeed, not long after the host sat down, he followed. I thought he would be sitting next to the host, but who knew he stopped for a while, didn't continue walking this way, and started looking at his phone while sitting there. 】

Lu Bingwen: [You read carefully. 】

The system is proud: [Of course, but, does the host think that he came here for the same purpose as us, and also for that bottle of wine? 】

Lu Bingwen nodded, but felt something was wrong, and asked the system: [There are still things you don't know? 】

[Ah, well,] The system is a little cautious: [To tell the truth from the host, I am only a junior system now, and the permissions I can get are not high, and you are a bit strange as a deadly enemy, so...]

In fact, 7436 realized something was wrong when Duan Zhuoheng appeared today, because according to the original world line, he should not have appeared here today.

But when the system wanted to use its authority to investigate the reason for Duan Zhuoheng's visit, it found that he was not qualified to investigate.

It was the first time for 7426, who had been with several hosts and successfully completed several tasks, to encounter such a thing.

It stands to reason that in such a low-level world, there will be no NPCs that exceed the system's authority. It may be a bug. It plans to observe it for a period of time and report it to the main system after confirmation.

However, Lu Bingwen didn't know the twists and turns in their internal affairs. He only thought that the system's capabilities were limited, and it was indeed not omnipotent, so he didn't take this matter to heart, and withdrew his thoughts to answer the question the system just asked.

He said: [Duan Zhuoheng's father, like my old Lu, likes to collect red wine, and it seems that his birthday is coming soon. He probably wants to buy that bottle of wine as a birthday present for old Duan Dong. 】

[So that's the case, so will this affect our mission today?after all……】

The system didn't continue, but Lu Bingwen knew what he meant. After all, they only had 50 yuan, and Duan Zhuoheng is now the legitimate heir of the Duan family.

Even so, Lu Bingwen didn't panic at all: 【Don't worry, with me around, the mission won't fail. 】

For some reason, the system has an inexplicable trust in Lu Bingwen, and after hearing his assurance, it seems that it really doesn't panic.

During the time they were chatting, Liao Chen's social interaction finally came to an end. Almost everyone held a silver-gray business card in their hands, which should belong to Liao Chen.

And among the special assistants around Liao Chen, there was even a thick stack of various business cards, which seemed to come from the group of rich second generations around him.

So far, the purpose of most people in the hall has been achieved.

After standing for so long, everyone was tired, especially some of the girls who wore high heels, couldn't help but began to move around and change their feet to rest.

Seeing this, Liao Chen signaled to his assistant to lead everyone to rest in the rest area next to him, while he went into the innermost wine storage room.

Lu Bingwen watched the crowd spread away from Liao Chen and gradually moved towards the rest area.

Unlike the round conference table in the meeting room just now, the rest area here is arranged in a rectangular array, so there will be a difference between the front and the back, and it will naturally be more "exciting" when sitting.

First of all, of course, women are given priority. A few girls are surrounded by boys and have the right to choose seats first.

It stands to reason that in order to show the limelight, of course they made an appointment to sit in the front, but they seemed to have made an appointment and rushed to the middle.

Of course, Lu Bingwen would not be so narcissistic that he thought that he was looking for him, so he looked at Duan Zhuoheng with his chin like he was eating melons.

After a while, sure enough, everyone crowded beside him.

After all the girls were seated, the boys rushed to the middle one after another, but the space around Duan Zhuoheng was limited after all. After realizing that there was no chance to be next to him, the seat in the front row became the second choice. Of course, That's not something everyone can sit on.

Lu Bingwen looked at them with a faint smile as they seemed to be modest, but in fact they sat down one by one compared to their family backgrounds. The young master of the Lu family will probably be squeezed into the last row.

Not long after everyone sat down, Liao Chen also came back, followed by a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

After Mr. Tang nodded to everyone, Liao Chen focused on introducing the bottle of wine in his hand: "Moudon Rothschild wine, everyone must be familiar with it. This bottle was produced in 1945. It is my father's collection. Originally, I shouldn’t have brought it out today, but someone here is really interested in it. Liao is a newcomer today, and I want to make friends with everyone. Of course, I have to bring out some good things to make friends. It’s just that it’s not fair to everyone if you give it to someone directly. After much deliberation, let’s just hold a small auction with a reserve price of 20. Anyone who is interested can increase the price at will. "

Lu Bingwen knew that in their generation, very few people were interested in what kind of wine, what kind of collection and what kind of wine, how could good wine and antiques be as happy as sports cars and famous watches?

However, even though they were not interested, there was excitement to watch, and everyone was still willing, and they all echoed: "Okay!"

Liao Chen smiled, looked at Duan Zhuoheng casually, and raised his hand: "Then let's start now, everyone can bid."

"20."

As soon as Liao Chen finished speaking, Duan Zhuoheng immediately opened his mouth. For a moment, everyone's eyes were on him.