CHAPTER 69: CHAPTER 68: WINE TASTING

Yang Chen stared at Blair, his narrowed falcon-like eyes revealing intense murderous intent despite being just a slit.

The man in front dared to covet Ye Xin; he’s simply courting death!

"Alright!" Ye Xin agreed readily.

Blair was overjoyed.

The chill within Yang Chen’s heart intensified, yet he cared little for the wager now; whichever way, the outcome is the same!

Wei Xueqing hurriedly grabbed Ye Xin, "What are you talking about? What did you agree to?"

She was anxious since their conversation was entirely in Lancy Language, which she couldn’t understand at all!

Ye Xin didn’t explain to Wei Xueqing.

"However, there needs to be an extra stake!" Ye Xin looked at John, "You’re in charge of Cui’er, right? If we win, you need to fulfill one reasonable request for us and include it in the contract, how about it?"

John frowned and said, "Let’s not involve company interests in our private wager."

Ye Xin sneered, "Do you think you can compete with me using a fictitious possibility of cooperation? If that’s the case, I see no sincerity on your part!"

Yang Chen also said, "I heard there are many well-known fashion brands near La Defense that want to break into the Flame Country market. Since we’re here, we might as well go there for discussions."

Unable to resist Ye Xin’s beauty, Blair said to John, "Agree to them! Agree to them!"

John hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Alright, as long as the conditions don’t exceed my limits, I can agree!"

"No problem!" Ye Chen raised her jade hand to call for the waiter, "Bring my wine up, only two glasses. No need for the bottle."

The waiter nodded and retreated.

Ye Xin sat down with them again.

Wei Xueqing anxiously pulled Ye Xin and asked, "What did you say? This is a company project; you can’t mess around!"

Ye Xin held Wei Xueqing’s hand, "Dear, don’t you trust me yet? Don’t worry, I’ll handle it for you."

"But!" Wei Xueqing was still a bit uneasy.

Yang Chen said solemnly: "Rest assured, I have quite an understanding of wine; even blind tasting is not a problem."

Wei Xueqing slightly frowned, not quite trusting Yang Chen’s words.

Blind tasting?

How much wine does it take to cultivate that expertise?

And ordinary wine has no tasting significance; it must be expensive wine from a high-end winery.

Someone like Yang Chen, who doesn’t seem to have much money, how could he often drink expensive wine?

Though she didn’t believe, feeling helpless inside, the situation had come to this point; there was no choice.

Shortly, the waiter brought two glasses of wine.

The wine in the glasses was not red but light yellow.

Seeing this wine, Blair seemed very pleased and grew even more confident.

For people from Lancy Country, the wines foreigners know are usually red wines; they rarely encounter white wines.

Only Lancy Country people truly appreciate white wine, only they can understand its deliciousness.

Blair looked at Ye Xin as if she was already within his grasp.

Ye Xin said, "This is what a friend gave me when I arrived in Lancy Country yesterday. You guys can taste it to see what kind of wine it is."

Blair smiled, picked up the glass, and swirled it, observing the wine’s color and viscosity.

Then he sniffed it to sense the wine’s aroma.

Finally, he took a sip, feeling the taste on his tongue.

After swallowing the first sip, Blair took another big sip, tasting it back and forth in his mouth, savoring the wine’s flavor.

After swallowing this sip, Blair frowned.

"Is this sweetness... Chardonnay? I think it should be white wine from Burgundy, Beaune." Blair wasn’t sure; the flavor was good and mysterious, the fragrance lingering in the mouth was hard to pinpoint; he chose a white wine vineyard that seemed closest.

"That’s sufficient." Ye Xin nodded; she didn’t need the wine’s name, just identifying the winery was enough.

She looked at Yang Chen, signaling, "It’s your turn, dear."

Yang Chen nodded, sniffing under his nose.

Blair saw this and mocked, "Don’t just imitate others, okay? Even so, you’re doing it wrong. To smell the wine’s aroma, you must swirl it well, letting the wine fully contact the air. You clearly know nothing about wine!"

Yang Chen sneered, the wines he’s drunk likely exceed those of Blair and John combined, and their worth, if spoken, would frighten them.

Ignoring these clowns, Yang Chen sniffed the white wine aroma, almost determining a direction.

Then he raised the glass under the light to swirl, observing its concentration and color.

Ye Xin rested her chin, finding Yang Chen looking handsome seriously tasting wine.

Even Wei Xueqing couldn’t help but silently admire that Yang Chen indeed had an aura, like nobility.

Seeing Ye Xin, Wei Xueqing couldn’t help but pull her mockingly, "Stop swooning!"

Ye Xin stuck out her tongue cutely, "My hubby is so handsome; of course, I have to look closely."

Wei Xueqing pulled out her phone from her handbag and handed it to Ye Xin, "Then take a picture of him!"

Seeing Wei Xueqing’s phone, Ye Xin shook her head, "No need."

"I’ll take it for you; face me, I’ll use Yang Chen as the background." With that, Wei Xueqing picked up her phone, ready to take a picture for the two.

Ye Xin grabbed Wei Xueqing’s phone, shaking her head, "Dear, it’s not suitable to take pictures now."

Seeing Ye Xin’s warning look, Wei Xueqing suddenly understood.

Ye Xin’s identity is confidential; absolutely no information can be leaked, and today’s smartphones are not safe at all.

"Sorry." Wei Xueqing put away her phone.

The two refocused their attention on Yang Chen.

Yang Chen was still observing the wine’s concentration.

He frowned, realizing the wine’s concentration was high, indicating it had aged.

He once drank a bottle of red wine, whose concentration was about the same.

Red wine is generally richer than white, so Yang Chen couldn’t easily analyze it.

After swirling, he sniffed again, the wine aroma fully volatilized, becoming rich.

This aroma...

Yang Chen raised an eyebrow and smiled.

The aroma was familiar; it’s the Semillon scent.

He took a small sip, the rich wine aroma filling his entire mouth.

Then he drank another big gulp, tasting it back and forth, then swallowed.

Yang Chen’s tasting time was much longer than Blair’s.

Blair was already impatient, asking, "How is it, Yang? Did you taste it? Don’t stall any longer."

"Of course." Yang Chen looked at Ye Xin and remarked, "I didn’t expect you to bring out such expensive wine."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xin’s eyes turned into crescent moons; she knew Yang Chen had figured it out.