Xiao Yuqi has learned his lesson. He will not answer any question he doesn't know the answer to.
He chewed on the word "WeChat" and subconsciously turned his gaze to Su Jianyue.
Su Jianyue quickly replied: "Grandpa Ji, Mr. Xiao doesn't have WeChat!"
"Ah? No WeChat?"
In this day and age, there are still people who don’t have WeChat?
Who would believe this if I said it out loud?
Not only Mr. Ji, but everyone sitting at the table who heard this sentence did not believe it.
This is obviously an excuse for not wanting to add friends!
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
Su Jianyue continued, "Mr. Xiao is usually busy with work. In his spare time, he only likes to study ancient books and calligraphy. He doesn't like playing electronic products!"
...
...
Since everyone has mistaken him for the legendary mysterious buyer.
Then, she completely confirmed the word "mysterious".
"So, he doesn't need a cell phone at all. The only people who can contact him are his assistant and me!"
The more mysterious a person is, the less ways of contact he should have.
He spoke very seriously.
The parts that are not mentioned are left for others to guess.
Many times, people are always scared by what they imagine in their minds.
For example, when I was very young, when I went to the living room to get something, I would always be scared by my own shadow. I imagined the shadow to be countless kinds of monsters and demons, so I was afraid!
Now, it’s the same.
The less Su Jianyue said, the more room they had for imagination.
The authentic works of Xiao Yuqi worth 350 million US dollars, the folding fan he carried with him, the jade pendant he wore with him, the top-grade jadeite inlaid on his shoes...
If all these items were converted into cash, the cash they could get would at least form a mountain.
His knowledge of ancient paintings, his refined conversation, and his pride in his every move are hard to conceal.
They are telling everyone that he has an extraordinary origin!
So, when they first heard Su Jianyue's words, they felt surprised, but when they thought about it carefully, it made sense.
Big shots are all mysterious.
Just like them, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are also mysterious.
Mr. Ji felt that he was a little abrupt.
He raised his glass and toasted Xiao Yuqi.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry, I was presumptuous!"
He picked up the smallest white wine glass.
The transparent cup is filled with clear yet mellow **.
At first, Xiao Yuqi couldn't understand why there were three cups in front of everyone.
A strangely shaped but unexpectedly beautiful crystal high-footed cup with a big belly, a straight-tube cup made of the same material, and a small and exquisite crystal cup.
Until the waiter wearing a bright red embroidered cheongsam kindly asked everyone's opinions, poured different types of liquor into different cups according to everyone's needs, and then removed the extra cups.
Xiao Yuqi suddenly realized.
As for table manners, Xiao Yuqi, as an ancient person, is naturally more considerate.
In this world, he temporarily put aside his identity as an emperor.
He tried to integrate into this world full of novelty.
After being toasted, Xiao Yuqi followed Mr. Ji's example, picked up the wine decanter in front of him, and poured the transparent liquid into the small white wine glass.
Then, he raised his glass with both hands and clinked glasses with Mr. Ji politely and humbly!
"It's my fault. I should try more new things!"
"Mr. Xiao, you're too polite!"
The spicy taste went down in one gulp.
The mellow and smooth taste spreads all the way from the mouth to the spleen and stomach.
Spicier than expected.
It tastes surprisingly fragrant upon entering the mouth.
The aftertaste is sweet and leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.
Xiao Yuqi couldn't help but exclaim: "Good wine!"
China's wine culture has been passed down for thousands of years.
Generation after generation of winemakers have adhered to the traditional winemaking method, but have also been constantly improving their original recipes over and over again in order to adapt to this rapidly developing society.
Promote Chinese liquor to the world!
"This is a fine wine that I have kept privately for many years. Normally, even I can't bear to drink it!"
Old Master Su laughed and signaled the waiter to fill Xiao Yuqi's glass.
"Mr. Xiao likes it. I have two more bottles here. Mr. Xiao can take them home later. That's it!"
Su Yuchen's mood hit rock bottom today.
He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"He said his last name is Xiao, so is his last name really Xiao? Can we believe what Su Jianyue said?"
Su Yuchen held these words in his heart for a long time before finally saying them out loud.
However, before he could say anything, Su Yuntian glared at him and frightened him into silence.
Su Yuchen was rebellious and rose up in rebellion.
He turned his head and asked Pei Heng who had been silent.
"Pei Heng, tell me, do my words make sense?"
Xiao Yuqi chuckled.
It really is... makes a lot of sense!
Su Jianyue rolled her eyes at him unhappily.
Wen Jinglan shouted, "Su Yuchen."
These three words seemed to have shaken Su Yuchen's heart.
He remembered that he had just made Wen Jinglan cry.
I feel so guilty.
So, Wen Jinglan just shouted softly, and he lowered his head again.
The fish in Su Jianxing's bowl was poked into pieces by her, but she still maintained a decent smile.
She leaned close to Su Yuchen's ear and whispered to him, "Brother, do you also think that man's identity is suspicious?"
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