“The true truth can only be understood by those who have truly been to Kowloon Country.”

"Otherwise, those unfounded reports are nothing but empty talk."

The implication,

It's just that your international media are all lying.

The translator tried hard not to laugh out loud.

Although he is a translator, he also has a strong sense of belonging to his country.

I often travel internationally and have witnessed the international media's slander of Kowloon.

Li Hao said this in front of Thomson.

It was undoubtedly like a slap in the face.

However, Thomson not only did not mind, but said: "Mr. Li is right. Only after coming to this country did I experience its prosperity and beauty firsthand."

As he spoke, Thomson's eyes were filled with undisguised yearning.

"The peace of Kowloon is something that countries like ours can hardly achieve. I envy you for being able to live in such a peaceful country without having to experience the suffering of war."

At this time, the hotel housekeeper opened a bottle of white wine.

Thomson was still talking, but when he saw the bottle of white wine, he jumped up excitedly.

"Oh my goodness! I once saw an auction of Moutai liquor from Kowloon. One bottle of the liquor was sold for 8.9 million RMB. That bottle was exactly the same as yours."

"Mr. Li, please tell me, these are not the same bar?"

Li Hao stood up at this time, put one hand in his pocket, and took the white wine with the other hand.

The crystal liquid slowly poured into the cup, its color was clear and translucent.

In an instant, the rich fragrance filled the entire room.

When everyone present smelled the aroma, even those who didn't usually drink couldn't help swallowing.

"You're talking about our Kowloon Kingdom's Han Emperor Moutai. The bottle being auctioned is from 1992. There are only ten bottles in existence, and this one happens to be one of them."

Li Hao handed the wine to Thomson with a faint smile.

"Good wine is not only available to you."

Just kidding, from ancient times to the present, Kowloon has produced so many heroes and fine wines.

Countless heroes, encouraged by alcohol, sacrificed their lives and laid the foundation for today's Kowloon Kingdom.

Unfortunately, modern people are obsessed with foreign liquor and red wine, but forget that their own country also has fine wines.

When the translator heard this, he immediately straightened his back and looked proud.

"Mr. Li is right. Wine in our Kowloon Country has been a culture since ancient times, and it has survived for thousands of years."

Li Hao also asked someone to pour a glass for the translator.

Thomson took the wine glass, and his blue eyes sparkled with unconcealable excitement under his sparse blond hair.

My hands were shaking with excitement.

"Oh, Mr. Li, you actually treated me with such precious wine."

Thomson was extremely shocked. This was just the first time he and Li Hao met.

But he didn't expect Li Hao to value him so much.

Who would treat someone like this when they first meet?

"Mr. Li, you are truly magnanimous."

After saying that, Thomson closed his eyes and took a sip. After opening his eyes, he excitedly praised repeatedly.

"Oh, it's absolutely wonderful, as good as any fine wine I've ever tasted."

“Thanks to Mr. Li, I was able to savor its beauty.”

Li Hao smiled slightly and took a sip from his glass.

The rich and mellow aroma slides into the throat and fills the entire throat cavity. Just one mouthful, but it lingers for a long time.

Li Hao felt emotional.

Indeed, it is a good wine.

The two chatted for a while.

Li Hao just smiled throughout the whole process and rarely brought up topics.

He also did not ask about Thomson's purpose.

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