I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Before everyone could sigh and think that if it weren't for Zhao Ni's husband, they would never have been able to enjoy such service where they were treated like a superior. They had to take a few more photos and show off on their Moments.

Then the store manager introduced:

"Good evening, distinguished guests, welcome to the Xiqin Hotel. Here are six bottles of Romanee-Conti."

Before the store manager finished speaking, everyone made sounds of disbelief.

"Romanée-Conti! I've only seen this wine on TV."

Someone quickly pulled out their phone to check and was shocked by the price they saw on the screen. "18 yuan a bottle, these 6 bottles cost over 100 million yuan! That's crazy!"

"Fuck, Mr. Zhu is really so arrogant. I wonder what Wen Wan has to say now."

"Mr. Zhu is so generous that he even gave us some Romanee-Conti. I can't believe how rich he is."

Zhu Qunshan's face was wrinkled with fat, and he asked doubtfully, "I didn't order Romanee-Conti."

It was just a crappy class reunion of Zhao Ni, and she spent ten or twenty thousand to have some fun.

He wasn't stupid enough to spend a lot of money on these poor classmates.

"These six bottles of Romanee-Conti were given to us by our boss," the store manager explained with a professional smile.

The students present looked at each other and exclaimed again.

"Boss Zhu is so awesome. He even gets offered red wine when we go out for dinner. It's so impressive."

"The owner of Xiqin Hotel actually knows Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu's business is really big."

"Today is so worth it. I can actually drink such expensive wine at the class reunion. One sip is equivalent to a month's salary."

Faced with the rainbow farts from her old classmates, Zhao Ni was in high spirits and said coquettishly, "Hubby, you are really awesome."

I didn't expect that her husband is so talented and is doing so well outside.

The owner of Xiqin Hotel sent wine to her husband.

It won't be long before she can break into the circle of wealthy and famous socialites in Kyoto.

When the time comes, I can just take some photos and send them to my girlfriends group, and those women will be envious to death.

Only Zhao Ni is lucky enough to marry such a good husband.

The brainless flattery from everyone also worked for Zhu Qunshan, but he still asked, "Who is your boss?"

"Our boss's surname is Qin." The store manager smiled and said nothing more, just gave a surname.

Wen Wan glanced at Qin Zhizhi, only to see someone with his hands folded, his lips curled with a half-smile, watching the fun.

No wonder Qin Zhizhi was so excited when Zhao Ni mentioned Xiqin Hotel at the Yihe Tiancheng Shopping Mall.

It turns out that Xiqin Hotel is the Qin family's property, or perhaps it should be said that it is Qin Zhan's property.

Noticing Wen Wan's gaze, Qin Zhizhi winked at her mischievously.

As if to say, the fun has begun.

Zhu Qunshan went through the list in his mind and found that there was no one with the surname Qin among the people he knew.

That shouldn't be the case. Xiqin Hotel is already a top-notch hotel in his circle. If he knew the owner of Xiqin Hotel, he shouldn't have forgotten it.

"In that case, I will accept the wine Boss Qin sent me." Zhu Qunshan said with full energy under the admiring gazes of everyone.

The store manager immediately said, "Excuse me, sir, these six bottles of Romanee-Conti are a gift from our boss to Miss Wen Wan."

The atmosphere in the private room froze instantly.

Zhao Ni and Zhu Qunshan's faces were visibly as black as coal, and they were extremely embarrassed.

Qin Zhizhi clapped his hands, amused by the expressions of Zhao Ni and her husband. "It's funny. How can you think someone gave you Romanee-Conti?"

The wind suddenly changed, and the old classmates burst into exclamations again, but this time the object of their exclamation was Wen Wan.

"What? This red wine worth over one million is for Wen Wan?"

"Wen Wan is actually the one who knows the owner of Xiqin Hotel. Wen Wan has done really well in the past two years. He even knows such a big boss."

"We really underestimated Wen Wan. Isn't she an orphan?"

"It seems that Sister Wen Wan is right. Mr. Zhu's 8,800 yuan a bottle of red wine is indeed cheap compared to the 180,000 yuan a bottle of red wine."

Zhao Ni felt like her face was being stepped on and rubbed on the ground by an orphan, and she felt very unhappy.