"Interesting, you really are interesting!"
Wen Heyong looked at Wang Deren, speaking softly with admiration.
At this moment, Wen Heyong was genuinely intrigued by Wang Deren.
Previously, he had stopped in front of Wang Deren’s booth simply because Wang Deren seemed familiar to him.
Later, when he said he wanted to taste the samples Wang Deren brought, it was just a courtesy.
But now, he was genuinely interested in Wang Deren and the samples he brought...
...
"This guy really knows how to act!"
"Exactly!"
Young Master Wu and the pig head stepped back, whispering to each other coldly.
They believed that Wang Deren was definitely pretending at this moment...
As for the taste of the wine he brought, they were sure it was extremely bad.
All the exhibitors around had the same thought at this time...
They also felt that Wang Deren definitely couldn’t produce any particularly outstanding samples now because wine development takes time.
Wang Deren simply didn’t have enough time for development.
So naturally, he couldn’t present anything eye-catching.
...
"Go ahead and slap their faces. Really, go and slap their faces well."
Hu Xiaobei noticed all those expressions and then looked at Wang Deren with a full sense of encouragement, a slight smile of anticipation on his lips...
He knew Wang Deren was feeling depressed inside...
So now he had to vent...
By properly slapping everyone in the face, it could allow him to vent a significant portion of his inner frustration.
Wang Deren glanced at Wen Heyong and said, "Elder Wen, you didn’t directly answer my question."
Upon hearing Wang Deren’s solemn inquiry again, Wen Heyong nodded hard, responding calmly, "Alright, I will definitely pay attention later. Whatever amount you pour for me, I’ll drink it, okay?"
"Okay!"
Nodding slightly, Wang Deren walked towards his booth.
All eyes were on him as he picked up the particularly solid and sealed jar in his hand.
...
"Putting on airs!"
"Yeah, hurry up! We all have serious business to attend to!"
Seeing Wang Deren’s slow movements, Young Master Wu and the pig head mocked with cold sarcasm...
Wen Heyong heard such disdainful ridicule and glared at them coldly, "You have serious business? So, what I’m doing now isn’t serious business?"
"Uh..."
Hearing this counter-question, they started sweating profusely, not knowing how to respond.
Seeing them like helpless fools, unable to say anything, Wen Heyong coldly declared, "This is the last warning. If there’s a next time, your qualification will be directly canceled."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
They nodded quickly...
They knew that they really should shut up now, otherwise, they might really anger Wen Heyong.
...
"Serves them right!"
Sneering inwardly, Wang Deren presented the jar in front of everyone.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Deren softly reminded, "Everyone, I’m about to unseal the jar now, please pay a bit of attention to your image."
"Pay attention to the image?"
Everyone dismissively pursed their lips.
In their view, Wang Deren was simply overthinking.
They were all people who had seen the world, so no matter how good the wine was, it wouldn’t make them lose their composure...
Sensing that everyone wasn’t taking it seriously, Wang Deren smiled.
Without saying anything further, Wang Deren quickly tore the sealing paper...
With a ’rip’, it was completely opened...
In that instant, an extremely rich aroma of wine flooded the entire venue.
This intoxicating fragrance shocked everyone into widening their eyes.
Many people’s expressions were intriguing at this moment because just a second ago, their faces were mocking, and now, it turned to shock!
This mix of ridicule and shock allowed Wang Deren to experience the vicissitudes of life...



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