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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters Jiang Shaoye(2/2)

Wang Tianyu pressed the bell, and soon a handsome waiter in a dress and bow tie walked in.

The waiters here are of a high level.

The waiters in private rooms like this are all of a very high level. They are very professional and their appearance is on point. Otherwise, when an ordinary guest enters the private room and is served by a long, crooked melon and cracked jujube, he will not be in the mood to spend.

If nothing else, I might not even want to tip.

"Sir, what do you need?"

The waiter bowed respectfully to Wang Tianyu.

Wang Tianyu immediately asked everyone to order their own drinks, and the waiter wrote them down one by one.

"We want two glasses of 90-year-old red wine!"

Shi Xin was the only one who had the nerve to order red wine, while the others were somewhat embarrassed.

Now when I heard her ordering it, I felt a little regretful. I thought to myself, Sanjin, why didn’t you order it earlier? We might as well have followed suit, but we were the last ones to come.

Jiang Lei shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "It's only a thousand yuan, a drop in the bucket, not worth mentioning."

That crazy woman only has so much vision.

"Okay, everyone, please wait a moment."

The waiter nodded and was about to leave, but Qin Chao reached out and stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

When the waiter heard the big boss calling him, he immediately stopped, turned around and bowed ninety degrees to Qin Chao.

"Mr. Qin, do you need something?"

This attitude is so much more respectful than before.

Shi Xin still didn't understand. How did the waiter know that the man named Qin who played his boyfriend was Qin?

"Let me ask you, Mr. Wang, to bring me those bottles of 1982 Bordeaux that are in the hotel's collection. How many bottles are there in total?"

"There are still ten bottles in the inventory."

The waiter thought for a moment and said, "But there are about seven or eight bottles in other hotels. I don't know if sir needs it. If you need it, we can get them all."

The big boss wants to drink Bordeaux from 1982, but Manager Wang has to serve it like a slut.

"Sure, then bring them all. The price will be as normal. We have a big boss to treat you."

Qin Chao said and pointed at Jiang Lei, who looked a little pale next to him.

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir."

The waiter nodded and left.

Jiang Lei's expression suddenly changed and he was about to call the waiter to stop.

Yes, this bottle of 82 Bordeaux costs 8,800 yuan! If you have more than ten bottles, you can’t kill nearly 200,000 yuan!

I'll go, I'll do some business, the circulating capital is only a few hundred thousand, and I'll drink all the time, I'll cry to death.

"Hey, Master Jiang, are you worried about money?"

Qin Chao saw Jiang Lei's face turned pale and stretched out his hand to stop the waiter. He couldn't help but sarcastically said, "It's only about two hundred thousand. To Master Jiang, it's just a drop in the bucket. It's not worth mentioning, right?"

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"Haha... Well, money is not an issue... It's just that in general hotels, these 82 bottles of Bordeaux are all sold in limited quantities. If you want more than ten bottles at a time, they won't agree to it, right?"

As he said this, he gave the waiter a hint.

The waiter naturally knew what this person meant, but in front of his boss, he naturally had to listen to his boss.

"Sir, don't worry, the service tenet of our hotel is to put guests first. Since the guests have the spending power, we will meet your requirements. I will inform the manager right away and ask him to start dispatching from various places. Please wait a moment."

"Bordeaux in 1982, I didn't expect that I would still be able to drink it in this life!"

"That's right, that's right, this time I got the advantage of Master Jiang."
Chapter completed!
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