Old Zhou didn’t dare to slack off either. He quickly tasted them one by one and wrote down his impressions, placing the notes under the wine glasses.
Wu Gensheng was even more straightforward.
He directly took out the labels from under the wine barrels and placed them in front of the glasses, then flipped over the results of their wine tasting and placed it on the table.
Old Zhou was completely stunned when he saw this.
Yang Chen: Rafael (second label), two years aged.
Yang Chen: Mouton, one year aged.
Old Zhou: Cheval Blanc.
Yang Chen: Haut-Brion, one year aged.
Yang Chen: Louis Latour, two years aged.
Old Zhou: Louis Latour.
Just from the way each of them described, it was clear who was stronger.
Yang Chen could directly taste the years, while Old Zhou could only guess the winery.
According to the labels, Old Zhou only got the fifth glass right.
Five to one, Yang Chen won.
Old Zhou felt as if his bones had been removed, after all, he had just lost nearly two million!
Yang Chen said to Old Zhou, "Tomorrow my colleagues will visit your company to discuss the acquisition matters. Hopefully, our cooperation will be pleasant when that time comes!"
Old Zhou stood there dumbfounded, like he had lost his mind.
Ye Xin seemed very excited, holding onto Yang Chen’s arm and exclaimed, "Honey, you’re amazing!"
Saying this, Ye Xin kissed Yang Chen on the cheek, leaving a bright red lipstick mark.
Yang Chen felt ecstatic...
People around were also looking at Yang Chen with envy, admiring his great fortune.
Wu Gensheng also marveled at Yang Chen, "I didn’t expect Brother Yang to be so young yet have such profound skills, impressive!"
Yang Chen played along, smiled, and said, "Do you also enjoy red wine?"
"Yes, nowadays white spirits are too strong and unbearable. Usually, I just drink some red wine, but I don’t really understand it; it’s simply like a cow chewing peonies." Wu Gensheng replied modestly.
"It’s quite simple." Yang Chen smiled and said, "Actually, the secrets in it are like a piece of window paper; once you poke it, it breaks. Come on! Let’s exchange some thoughts!"
With that, Yang Chen, looking naturally friendly, was about to discuss further with Wu Gensheng.
Of course, Wu Gensheng was happy to oblige; as long as he stayed with Yang Chen, Ye Xin would inevitably follow.
Immediately, Wu Gensheng handed the event over to others and led Yang Chen and the others to the lounge inside.
The lounge was located at the inner part of the venue, and further in were private lounges that only high-level VIPs were qualified to access.
This lounge was large, akin to a small bar in appearance, with many people sitting in booths chatting.
Upon entering, Yang Chen glanced around the entire room.
It was about twenty-five steps from the entrance to the innermost bar.
Beyond the bar was the bathroom, about three to five steps away, but not clearly visible.
Behind the bar were wooden wine racks, twelve layers up and down; the bar counter was made of pure wood, with a row of wine bottles placed on it, and on the far left was a draft beer barrel.
Using the bar as the dividing line, there were two rows of sofa booths on both sides, each four steps away. The sofa seats were 1.2 meters high, and each row could seat three people.
Facing outward from the sofa booths, two steps away, was a row of small wooden tables, seating at most four people, usually two sitting opposite each other, talking softly.
On the left-hand side of the entrance, there was a performance stage where a heavily made-up girl was singing with a guitar.
There was also a set of drums, but the drummer was absent.
There were roughly thirty-five people in the room.
What caught Yang Chen’s attention were the three foreigners sitting in the second-row booth, one looking like a leader, with a bushy beard and a burly build.
The two foreigners facing away from Yang Chen; one seemed to be wearing glasses, as the frame was visible from the side.
The other appeared somewhat weak, possibly a white-collar worker or technician.
He suspected these three foreigners were likely from Edson Technology Co., Ltd.
At once, Yang Chen gave Ye Xin a look.
Ye Xin understood immediately.
Like Yang Chen, the moment she came in she comprehended the room’s layout, figuring out the best entry and exit points.
There were also several people to be aware of, such as the man watching the sports game next to the bartender. Although he wasn’t tall or strong, his neck-to-shoulder line suggested agility, coupled with a vague aura, implying he might be extremely dangerous if violent.
So, it’s likely he was the one keeping watch!
Additionally, Ye Xin was also paying attention to those three foreigners; she guessed they might be from the Northern Federation, possibly from Edson Technology Company!
Acting during a mission differed from normal circumstances.
Although both seemed unaffected, showing no sign of weakness, they were highly vigilant, hiding every motion and behavior under deep camouflage.
Simultaneously, they were observing everyone’s situation and actions to make the most appropriate moves and reactions.
Ye Xin drew much attention upon entering.
Including the bearded man.
Upon seeing Ye Xin, the bearded man almost drooled.
During his time in Flame Country, he frequently visited bars. His muscular build and Northern Federation looks were quite popular with Flame Country girls; he almost fell in love with this country.
However, regardless of being in the Northern Federation, Flame Country, or elsewhere, he had never seen a woman with such a perfect body!
Both Northern Federation and Flame Country valued the perfect proportions, though... Northern Federation’s current aesthetic preference leaned towards a bulkier lower body... but a figure like Ye Xin’s was even more enticing!
"Where did Wu find such a beautiful girl?" the bearded man said as he swallowed his saliva, deciding he must get this woman back from Wu someday!
"Come, sit over here!" Wu Gensheng smiled, pointing to a booth.
Ye Xin smiled slightly and sat down inside, with Yang Chen next to her.
"What would you like to drink?" Wu Gensheng asked.
"Juice." Ye Xin replied.
Yang Chen smiled and asked, "Do you have Rafael?"
Wu Gensheng laughed and said, "So you like Rafael too! Perfect, I like it too."
Yang Chen said, "I’m talking about the main label, not the second label!"
"Huh?" Wu Gensheng was taken aback, not understanding what main and second labels were.
Yang Chen explained with a smile, "Chateau Lafite has a fixed annual production because the grape output within the winery is limited. They make wine based on the grapes harvested, with some reserved for collections, further reducing the production. Top wineries such as Lafite wouldn’t use grapes from other areas, or they’d lose their features, which is a crucial characteristic red wine adheres to."
"Therefore, Chateau Lafite produces roughly fifteen thousand to twenty thousand bottles of main label wine annually, which are usually pre-sold by merchants as soon as they’re produced, making them hard to buy. Second label wines have about the same quantity but aren’t as good as main label wines."
Wu Gensheng marveled, "This is the first time I’ve heard of it; I’ve learned something new. You guys wait here; I’ll go ask the bartender."
Saying this, Wu Gensheng went towards the bar.
While passing those three Southern Federation folks, Wu Gensheng greeted them like old friends.
Seeing this, Yang Chen and Ye Xin exchanged glances, further solidifying their suspicions.