Chapter 20

The restaurant manager was almost on the phone non-stop!

What's going on? What exactly is happening?

Two tables of guests simultaneously requested CHAMBERTIN in one day! Don't they know that there are only a few hundred bottles of this wine produced each year? And it's over twenty years old! Even the restaurant sells no more than five bottles a year!

After making countless calls, the restaurant only managed to find one bottle!

"Who are the guests at those two tables?" the restaurant manager asked the waiter, sweating profusely.

"The person in the Libra private room is Mr. Haoming, the youngest son of the president of Datong Communications Group. I don't know the other girl. The other table has only one guest, and he's in the main hall, not a private room. But he showed me his bank card, and the amount inside..." the waiter was sweating even more.

What's going on today? If they don't come, they don't come, but when they do, it's two tables of people we can't afford to offend!

"However, Mr. Haoming is a long-term VIP customer here, bringing in millions of yuan in revenue every month. The other guest is a first-time visitor, and we don't even have his name..."

After much thought, the restaurant manager seemed to have only one solution.

"What other wine do we have? The best one!"

"We still have one bottle of 20-year-old Lafite..."

"Apologize to the lone guest and serve him the Lafite! After all, we can't afford to offend Mr. Haoming!"

Chen Jie frowned as he looked at the wine served with his steak and oysters.

"Are you thinking I can't read French?"

"Absolutely not! Absolutely not!"

The restaurant manager bowed deeply and apologized: "Our restaurant really couldn't find the CHAMBERTIN you wanted! We can only ask you to temporarily use this bottle as a substitute! We are very sorry!"

"Your waiter didn't say the wine wasn't available earlier, so why is it not available now?" Chen Jie smiled.

Chen Jie wasn't really bothered by this; he just mentioned it casually. Lafite is also a good wine, so he could just laugh it off.

"Really sorry! The only bottle was just taken by the guest in the Libra private room..."

The manager quickly covered the waiter's mouth with his hand.

Chen Jie, who was still cutting his steak, stopped and looked coldly at the restaurant manager: "So that's how it is?"

"No... no such thing! Don't listen to his nonsense!" the restaurant manager quickly said.

"Do you know what I hate the most in this life?" Chen Jie said coldly.

"I hate liars: If you had honestly told me the last bottle was taken by another guest, it wouldn't be a big deal, but why did you lie to me?"

The restaurant manager was sweating profusely, not knowing how to respond.

"Never mind, it's not your fault, you have your own difficulties..."

The restaurant manager finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who are the guests in your Libra private room?"

"Sorry, sir, we can't reveal the identity of our guests..."

"Fine, I'll go and see for myself."

Chen Jie stood up with a cold smile and walked towards the private room area.

In his life, he hated nothing more than people who bullied others with their power. He had just returned to the country and encountered so many troubles: being forced to kill on a ship, being unjustly detained on shore, and then being caught in a prison break, forcing him to kill again.

Then, he ran into those two fishing girls right after leaving the prison.

Now, even a meal was interrupted by someone trying to take his wine?

Why is his luck so bad?

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