"Indeed! Birds of a feather flock together."
When Young Master Wu and the pig head shook hands, many exhibitors present gently shook their heads.
They had been observing the two of them from the beginning.
Therefore, when they saw them directly hit it off, everyone shook their heads with disdain...
Previously, Wang Deren had been harmed by Young Master Wu’s underhanded tactics...
They couldn’t help Wang Deren make a comeback, but through this incident, they came to realize what kind of person Young Master Wu really was.
So, they all felt a strong aversion towards him...
Now, seeing Young Master Wu and the pig head walk together, reaching a cooperation.
Nobody found it surprising.
Because essentially, they’re really the same kind of people.
...
Hu Xiaobei and Wang Deren noticed their mutual smile, but they didn’t care.
Because Hu Xiaobei and Wang Deren knew that no matter how they allied, it wouldn’t affect them at all.
Because at this wine tasting exhibition, what ultimately mattered was the taste of the wine.
Their own wine was the best, so it could instantly outshine the rest...
At that moment, while Hu Xiaobei and Wang Deren calmly observed more and more merchants, an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit sat with a gloomy face in an upstairs office.
His name was Wen Heyong, a particularly renowned wine taster.
Every year, Wen Heyong would be invited here to taste all the wines.
In the early years, he was particularly looking forward to it because the job was really interesting.
But later, he no longer anticipated it because the wines tasted the same every year...
Even if there were occasional new products, the taste was indescribably disappointing.
"Elder Wen, now that most people have arrived, how about we go out for a stroll and liven up the atmosphere?"
Amidst Wen Heyong’s gloom, a soft voice sounded beside his ear.
Hearing such a gentle voice, Wen Heyong raised his head, glanced at the eager young man, and nodded slightly, saying, "As soon as you say start, we’ll start! The earlier we start, the sooner it’ll end."
Noticing Wen Heyong’s lack of energy, the young man smiled and comforted him, saying, "Elder Wen, I know you’ve participated many times and find it boring, but you should hold onto hope. Maybe this time there will be a wine that surprises you."
"I also hope for a wine that surprises me, but it’s really difficult! However, I’m used to it now, so don’t worry about me; just lead the way."
"Alright!"
The young man sighed and continued to lead the way.
He had known Wen Heyong for many years and knew his temperament, so at this point, he realized there was no need to persuade him further.
Soon, he and Wen Heyong walked out together, and in an instant, everyone was thrilled.
"It’s Elder Wen again this year!"
"That’s right, we’ve hit the jackpot!"
"I agree, we’re so lucky!"
Everyone, upon seeing Wen Heyong, quickly and excitedly spoke up.
They knew Wen Heyong’s ability, so seeing the real Wen Heyong appear, they were thrilled to the extreme.
Wen Heyong felt everyone’s excitement and gently waved his hand.
Soon, he briefly greeted them.
After that, he began wandering around with his hands clasped behind his back.
He didn’t visit every booth but went to a few that particularly interested him.
Every booth owner trembled with excitement upon his arrival...
Five minutes later, Wen Heyong appeared in front of Hu Xiaobei and Wang Deren’s booth.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the pig head and Young Master Wu suddenly turned much darker.


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