JoJo's eyes darted around, and she quickly grabbed a passing college student.
The college student immediately recognized JoJo, who had recently become very popular online, and readily agreed.
JoJo thought that with the help of her fans, she would definitely be able to beat Mu San. Although she honestly shut down the live stream under the pretext that Mu San did not want to be filmed, she still said a lot of tough words out of defiance.
Little did they know, the fans just enjoyed watching the spectacle. At Qiao Xia's prompting, they deliberately switched the bottles of several bottles of red wine and poured the wine into glasses in front of everyone.
Mu San frowned as he drank the wine; almost every glass contained the taste of other red wines, which, although faint, still affected the taste.
Seeing this, JoJo assumed he didn't like drinking red wine, so she immediately launched into another round of mockery, speaking to everyone in a condescending tone about its origin and taste, as if it were the truth.
Qiao Xia shook her head and clapped her hands.
JoJo thought she was right, so she snorted and rolled her eyes at them.
After saying that, he proudly raised his head and provocatively said, "I'm done. It's your turn."
"This isn't a sweet red. Although it has a hint of fruitiness, the overall flavor is rather sour and astringent. It's a dry red, and it's not from overseas, but rather..."
Seeing Mu San's extremely serious demeanor and deep concentration while tasting the wine, and his rebuttal of almost every single wine he mentioned, JoJo couldn't help but start to panic.
Immediately afterwards, he forced himself to calm down. When he was learning about wine to show off, he had made a point of memorizing all the key words.
Even if there are a few bottles without English labels that I don't recognize, I can't be wrong about most of them. The one who's wrong is clearly the person in front of me. No, he won't lose!
After taking a sip from the last glass, Mu San nodded in satisfaction. "This should be the only red wine you haven't rebottled. It's sparkling wine, and I don't need to say more about the origin; the Spanish is still printed on it."
JoJo snapped out of her daze, "What? You...you actually..."
He belatedly pointed at Qiao Xia and said, "You plotted against me?"
“No.” Qiao Xia spread her palms. “If you all knew the words on the bottle, wouldn’t whoever said it first win? Of course, the competition is fair if it’s unpredictable.”
Qiao Xia stood between the two and said, "I declare this gentleman to have answered all the questions correctly and wins. This gentleman has answered all the questions incorrectly and should pay up."
The waiter obediently handed over the bill. JoJo's face was extremely unpleasant, but facing the fans' slightly suspicious gazes, he still reluctantly accepted the bill.
But the next moment, he broke down, "Three million? How could a meal cost me that much? Are you trying to scam me?"
Then, he stared intently at Qiao Xia, "It was agreed that even if I lost, I would only have to pay my own bill."
“Of course.” Qiao Xia nodded, pointing to the last few lines of text with her finger, “But you only calculated the cost of the meal and not the cost of the wine. We just opened a total of ten bottles of wine, ranging in price from several thousand to over a million. We’ll split the cost in half, and we’ll take a loss so you can take all the remaining wine with you.”
JoJo nodded emphatically twice, gritting her teeth as she said, "You've been setting me up from the very beginning. What good does it do you?"
Qiao Xia innocently picked up the documents on the table, "Of course it's good for me if my own restaurant is profitable. Speaking of which, this is the first big order I've made since I took over."
"Thank you both for your support." Qiao Xia extended her hand, her expression indescribably smug. Then she looked at the receptionist and said, "To celebrate our big success, everyone will get a red envelope tonight."
Cheers erupted in the store, and those with good judgment quickly handed the card reader to JoJo.
Qiao Xia smiled and said, "Swipe your card."
JoJo's face turned pale. He struggled unwillingly and said, "Do you know who I am? Believe me or not, I can talk to Young Master Mu and have your lousy shop shut down."
Qiao Xia covered her mouth in horror, "What? You actually know Young Master Mu? Is he the Young Master Mu from the Mu Group, founded by Old Master Mu and headed by a talented young man in his twenties?"
JoJo's expression softened, and she hurriedly agreed, "Yes, it's that Third Young Master Mu. He's my best friend. How dare you trick me like this today..."
"I don't care." Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Xia's face instantly turned cold. She handed him the card reader and ordered, "Swipe the card!"
JoJo shuddered and instinctively did as she was told. Realizing what she had done, she turned deathly pale in an instant. "You...you, I will definitely tell Young Master Mu what you did today..."
"Then, when the weather turned cold and the king fell, my shop went out of business. Don't you have anything else to say?" Qiao Xia repeated calmly, her face full of indifference.
The next second, she clenched her fist, blinked her big, watery eyes, and looked at Mu San in a very affected manner, "You're not really going to make this shop go out of business, are you? Young Master Mu~?"
Mu San got goosebumps all over and took a half step back in disgust.
“You…” JoJo stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
With a smile on her face and a calm tone, Qiao Xia introduced, "This is the third young master of the Mu Group, which was founded by Old Master Mu and is run by a talented young man in his twenties. He is your best friend, the third young master of the Mu Group. What? He has been standing in front of you for so long, and you didn't recognize him?"
"Impossible...impossible..." JoJo's face turned deathly pale, as if she had seen a ghost, and she ran away in a flash.
After acting for a while, Qiao Xia was quite tired. She rubbed her waist and sat back down in her seat, lost in thought. Most of what JoJo said was made up, but she was right about one thing.
That is to say, not many people know the name Mu San. He has never revealed any information about himself in front of the media. At this time, the chairman of Mu's Group is still nominally Old Master Mu.
He knew some things about the Mu family, but not in great detail. Where did this person come from?
Sitting opposite her, Mu San was also sizing her up. There was no other reason than that Qiao Xia in front of him was too different from what he remembered.
Almost instantly, the figure sitting on the stage playing the drums in the summer was completely swept away, which made Mu San a little flustered, as if something had been lost and could never be found again.
He instinctively reached out, wanting to grab it...
"What are you doing?" Qiao Xia dodged his hand that was trying to touch her. "I'm warning you, don't be a pervert."
Mu San snapped out of his daze in an instant, took a sip of red wine as if to cover up his thoughts, and said, "It's getting late."
"Don't rush." Qiao Xia subconsciously pressed his hand down, and a minute passed.
Qiao Xia excitedly shoved her phone in front of him, "I won! Remember to pay up. Now it's my turn to warn you, don't try to mess with my dad's company again, or the outcome might be uncertain!"
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