Mu San clenched his fists; it had been a long time since he had seen someone so reckless.
Qiao Xia watched the commotion with a smile, saying, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, let's continue our talk."
Mu San quickly calmed down. "I don't want to kill you all; it won't do us any good. I always thought you were the most suitable wife for me..."
Qiao Xia: "?"
"The second type is the stingy guy. He'll take you to a fancy restaurant once every year or two. Once you're there, he'll either ask you to date him or propose. He's all about making the most of everything and not losing out at all, unlike me..." JoJo's comparison came late but it did.
Mu San's words caught in his throat, and he couldn't say anything more.
Qiao Xia was in a great mood. Seeing that the conversation was stalled, she quickly took the initiative and said, "From what you're saying, it seems like our family is completely powerless. Don't you think that's a bit too confident?"
Mu San spread his hands, his brows radiating undisguised confidence.
Qiao Xia raised an eyebrow. "Then let's give it a try. I bet my family's stock will recover to its pre-accident state by 3 PM closing time, and it will even rise by 3 points."
Mu San tilted his head in confusion for a moment, then asked in bewilderment, "How did you come to this conclusion? Was it based on the variety shows your boy band is scheduled to air?"
While cutting his steak, Mu San analyzed, "It's undeniable that the fan economy is very profitable, but your Xingyao has nothing to do with that company. Fans won't buy stocks for their idols, and shareholders certainly won't."
Qiao Xia shrugged indifferently, "It's just a little game, let's see if you dare to bet."
"What are we betting on?"
Before Qiao Xia could answer, JoJo made noise again, but this time her words made Qiao Xia unable to laugh.
"...Jiang Xiaomian, didn't we already talk about him a couple of days ago? He was just trying to get close to a marginal figure in our circle, someone who could barely be considered a rich second-generation, but he's completely out of touch with people in our circle. He came to me before asking for resources, but I ignored him..."
"The Mu family is very powerful, but the head of the Mu family is Mu San. I am very familiar with Mu San and we often get together to play golf and such. But I have never heard of Mu Xiaozhe. I guess he is some distant relative of the Mu family who is trying to gain popularity by using his name."
"As for Sun Hao, there's no need to mention him. A person like that will never be able to get close to me in his entire life. Even if he manages to squeeze into our circle, he'll only be destined to be a streetwalker. He's not even worthy of shining my shoes..." JoJo rolled her eyes as she spoke.
Qiao Xia stared blankly at Mu San across from her, licking her little tiger tooth, "Let's bet on who pays for this meal."
"Okay, I bet your stock won't be higher than before the incident." This statement is actually quite cunning. Whether the stock price fluctuates within a small range or rises significantly, as long as it doesn't return to its original state, he wins.
But at this moment, Qiao Xia's mind was no longer on him. She tapped her plate lightly and said loudly, "Bring me a bottle of 1982 Lafite."
Upon hearing her words, JoJo, who was still doing a live stream, took the bait and loudly sneered in a voice loud enough for everyone present to hear: "How corny! There are actually people in this world who embarrass themselves in a place like this by relying on two lines learned from TV dramas."
Qiao Xia retorted provocatively in the same tone, "So you're quite knowledgeable about wine, huh?"
JoJo puffed out her chest confidently, "Of course, I own an entire vineyard in Burgundy, France. You could say I grew up surrounded by wine. Unlike some people who embarrass themselves after hearing just a few words."
Qiao Xia asked doubtfully, "Is that so? But I remember that Burgundy in France mainly grows Pinot Noir and produces mostly white wines. Why would anyone build a red wine estate there? Could it be that they don't know what they're talking about?"
JoJo slammed her hand on the table and stood up. "Who are you calling a connoisseur? Let me tell you, just a few days ago, Mu San from the Mu family came to me specifically to taste red wine!"
Qiao Xia rested her chin on her hand, raised an eyebrow and looked at Mu San opposite her, "Really? Young Master Mu San actually invited you to taste red wine."
At this moment, Mu San found it amusing, but listening to that fool's confident words, his handsome face inevitably turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
“I’m a close friend of Young Master Mu. A gold digger like you who can’t even navigate social circles probably doesn’t even know who Young Master Mu is, right?” JoJo’s tone was full of smugness.
Qiao Xia shook her head. "I've never heard of it before. You didn't just make up a name to fool me, did you?"
JoJo scoffed, "I have nothing to say to people from your circle. You should be grateful that your ancestors did good deeds to even be able to eat at the same restaurant as me."
Qiao Xia hadn't seen someone so stupid in a long time, and yet he was also very good at making people angry, which made it hard for Qiao Xia to let him off the hook.
"He said he knows that Young Master Mu, do you believe him?"
Hearing that someone was using his name to swindle and deceive people, Mu San was naturally very dissatisfied and cooperated, saying, "I don't believe it. Maybe there is no such person as Young Master Mu San in the world. That red wine and manor are probably all made up by him. Otherwise, how could someone who is used to eating Western food not be paired with red wine?"
JoJo's smile froze on his face. He wasn't a real rich kid. He only had the confidence to step into a restaurant like this because he had gained popularity by associating with celebrities. He had never drunk any red wine.
Qiao Xia then added, "Coincidentally, my friend also knows a bit about red wine. How about you two have a competition? If you win, I'll believe what you're saying."
JoJo glared at them irritably. "I'm taking my viewers to visit my villa this afternoon. I don't have time to play games with you commoners."
"You're not afraid, are you?" Qiao Xia provoked lightly.
Many voices of doubt have appeared in the comments, but JoJo still stubbornly refuses to agree immediately.
Qiao Xia then said, "How about this, if you win, we'll give you this meal for free, and we'll cover all your expenses in City A for the next month. If you lose, you only need to pay for your own meals, how about that?"
JoJo's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, while Qiao Xia and Mu San remained seated, letting him observe them.
From the manager's fawning attitude towards the man, JoJo knew that the man could really afford to pay this amount, which made it hard for him not to be tempted.
If someone is responsible for his expenses in City A for the next month, then his rich second-generation persona will be firmly established.
As for red wine? So what if he's never had it? He memorized all sorts of technical terms before coming here. As long as he spouts a few random phrases while drinking, who can tell if he really knows them?
JoJo readily agreed, "Okay, but we need to find someone else to be the referee."
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