Ye Qiu knew that even if the two won were really drunk, it wouldn’t be a problem for him, as he could easily sober them up.
They drank his homade red wine last night, and now with the top-tier Lafite, a comparison would reveal which one was more delicious.
A tall, blonde waitress went to fetch a bottle of Lafite worth over five thousand euros, along with three wine glasses, and asked, "Distinguished sir, and lovely ladies, would you like it opened now?"
"Yes, please open it!"
The tall waitress used a bottle opener to uncork the wine, and soon, a rich aroma of the red wine spread through the air.
This wine was over five thousand euros, equivalent to more than forty thousand Huaxia Yuan, but if brought back to the holand, it would likely double in price or more.
This had a lot to do with tariffs and other factors.
So, this bottle of Lafite worth over five thousand euros, wasn’t cheap either.
The young, tall waitress gently poured the wine into three glasses, and when she stood aside, Louise took out a hundred-euro bill and handed it to her, causing the waitress to smile imdiately and thank Louise.
It’s quite normal to tip abroad, but even without a tip, the service at such a place would still be excellent.
"Would you like to try it?"
The two won took a sip of water to cleanse their palates and then began tasting.
After savoring the taste of the wine, they found it indeed wasn’t as good as the wine from last night.
"Qiu, I find your wine really tastes better,"
Louise said.
Last night, she rely thought the wine from the Eastern Castle might taste a bit better, and now with the comparison, there was indeed a significant difference.
Clearly, the Viscount Red Wine produced by Ye Qiu was superior.
Zhou Wenting also took a sip and felt there was indeed a big difference.
This amazed Zhou Wenting.
Ye Qiu managed to produce wine with such a distinct taste from grapes grown in the sa area.
Just relying on this wine, Ye Qiu could be worry-free in life.
However, Ye Qiu didn’t show any sign of excitent; it was all within his expectations.
"That goes without saying,"
Ye Qiu said.
Once the fifteen exquisite French dishes they ordered began coming out one by one, the finest French cuisine paired with the best wine, the taste was indeed different.
After finishing the best dessert, Ye Qiu, Louise, and the two won were thoroughly full.
This al cost them over ten thousand euros.
Converted to Huaxia Yuan, it would be astronomical in their holand, and even in Europe, it wasn’t cheap, given the wages at a vineyard were only two to three thousand euros.
Ye Qiu and Louise, along with Zhou Wenting, finished their lunch and naturally didn’t leave quickly, enjoying the music while the waitress brought them the finest tea and coffee.
When they were almost done, and called the waitress for the bill, Louise had already taken out her bank card and handed it to the waitress to pay.
After settling the bill and leaving the French restaurant, he looked at the two won, whose faces were a bit flushed.
"How do you feel? Drunk?"
"Should be okay."
Last night they had too much to drink, and that’s why they felt drunk.
Now, they just felt a bit tipsy.
"Co here, and I’ll have you sober up quickly."
Louise didn’t know what Ye Qiu was going to do.
When she walked over, Ye Qiu embraced her and gently stroked her back, and soon, Louise found that the intoxication was completely gone.
Louise knew that Ye Qiu must have used that mysterious dical skill to make the drunkenness disappear.
This Ye Qiu was truly impressive!
"Feeling better?"
"Qiu, you’re amazing!"
Louise, unafraid of Zhou Wenting watching, planted a kiss on Ye Qiu’s cheek before heading to her red BMW.
Zhou Wenting and Ye Qiu got into the car, and Ye Qiu similarly made her sober up. Once clear-headed, Zhou Wenting sowhat complicatedly looked at Ye Qiu.
She initially thought there was nothing between Ye Qiu and Louise, but their recent intimacy felt very genuine and not at all staged.
Ye Qiu drove towards Paris’s Chinatown, a place he had visited many tis and was now very familiar with.
After parking in an available spot at the outskirts of Paris’s Chinatown, Ye Qiu and Louise parked the car, and the three got out.
"Ye Qiu, why are you coming to Chinatown?"
Zhou Wenting asked curiously.
Ye Qiu himself wasn’t sure; he rely wanted to try his luck to see if he was fated to et the beautiful flight attendant. If they happen to et, it’s destiny; if not, then it simply wasn’t ant to be.
"I’m here to buy so invitations,"
Ye Qiu said.
Zhou Wenting already knew that Ye Qiu intended to send invitations to those high-society individuals to co and taste the wine from that batch.
In Chinatown, there were many Huaxia-thed invitations and invitation cards for sale.
"Then you ca to the right place; they’re available here in Chinatown,"
Zhou Wenting said.
It was dayti, and Chinatown was bustling with white people, black people, Chinese, and other Asians, creating a tightly packed scene.
Ye Qiu directly pulled along Zhou Wenting and Louise, with both won following beside him.
Upon arriving at a small goods store in Chinatown, Ye Qiu saw several Chinese-looking n and won selling items.
"Boss, do you have invitations here?"
"Yes, which type do you want?"
Seeing Ye Qiu, they thought he was an overseas Chinese from France.
They brought so invitations over, all looking very exquisite, clearly, these were high-quality products from Huaxia.
Ye Qiu wanted to choose invitations with Huaxia flair, and after comparing the options, he opted for the ones with a wine culture the.
"Sir, you’re inviting guests, right? These are all suitable."
"I’ll take this type, let’s start with a hundred copies for now."
Ye Qiu wasn’t sure how many people would co, but he planned to invite around a hundred people, like at the last event at Count Charley’s grand castle.
"One euro per card."
As Zhou Wenting handed a hundred-euro bill to the shop owner, they packed up the invitations.
After stepping out of the small goods shop, Zhou Wenting asked, "Ye Qiu, how many people are you planning to invite?"
"Let’s see how many people Count Charley can help invite!"
Since Ye Qiu knew the high-society French people he was acquainted with were mostly those he t at Count Charley’s place last ti.
"Can my parents attend?"
Louise asked.
In fact, Louise’s parents had wanted to et the impressive young man Ye Qiu during the last event.
"Uncle and Auntie are, of course, very welco."
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