Seeing that Jiang Xuecheng was about to chat with Tang Yifeng, Su Wan nodded, and his smiling eyes were like crescent moons.
“Then I won’t bother you two, I’ll go back to the office first.”
Jiang Xuecheng nodded slightly, and then walked into the president’s exclusive elevator with Tang Yifeng and went straight to the 27th floor.
After Jiang Xuecheng opened the door, Tang Yifeng sat on the velvet sofa without seeing any sight, looking leisurely.
Jiang Xuecheng glanced at him and said lightly: “Do you want coffee or tea?”
“I don’t want either of these,” Tang Yifeng’s handsome face showed a bit of teasing: “Come on the bottle of red wine bar, I have been thinking about the bottle of Eagle-Singing Cabernet Sauvignon in your wine cabinet for a long time.”
Tang Yifeng paused and suddenly remembered something: “I remember you spent a lot of money to shoot a bottle of Eagle-Singing Cabernet Sauvignon in 1992, right? Do you treasure it or have you drunk it?”
Listening to Tang Yifeng mention Eagle-Singing Cabernet Sauvignon in 1992, Jiang Xuecheng’s cold face suddenly showed a faint smile.
“That bottle of red wine was drunk by a cat a few months ago.”
Su Wan, who was drunk after drinking it, wasn’t a little drunk cat? “Ah, you’re not angry, looking at you like this.”
Tang Yifeng tsk a few times. Jiang Xuecheng is not a good wine person, but Tang Yifeng is an absolute red wine fan.
A bottle of 1992-year-old Cabernet Sauvignon is so precious and rare. I didn’t expect it to penetrate the stomach of a cat.
Tang Yifeng was immersed in regret and ignored it for a moment. Jiang Xuecheng had no special love for small animals and never raised cats.
“It’s just a bottle of wine, what’s the pity?”
Jiang Xuecheng turned around disapprovingly and went to the wine cabinet next door to get a bottle of Eagle-Singing Cabernet Sauvignon from recent years.
Tang Yifeng grabbed the bottle of red wine and quickly poured a glass for himself and Jiang Xuecheng.
Tang Yifeng drank no drop left, and then began to admire from the bottom of his heart: “What a good wine.”
“The red wine brewed by the old Dongchen Country winery does taste better than the red wine in China.”
Jiang Xuecheng said this quietly. He gracefully raised the high-legged glass in front of him, which was the same as Tang Yifeng’s drinking method. He drank it all in one go, extremely neat.
“You are here today, don’t you ask for something to ask for something to ask me for a glass of red wine.”
Tang Yifeng crossed his legs leisurely and teased Jiang Xuecheng a few words.
“What’s wrong with asking for you for a glass of red wine?”
Tang Yifeng gave Jiang Xuecheng a blank look, quickly picked up the previous dark red wine bottle, and filled himself with another glass.
This time Tang Yifeng is no longer a Niu Yin, he slowlyHe took a sip and suddenly looked serious.
“What are you going to do about Sheng Anning and Su Wan? I browsed the public opinion on the Internet on the way. My evaluation of Wan Mei is not very good. Have you ever thought about the topic of revoking the comment?”
Not only is it not very good
In Tang Yifeng’s mind, if it weren’t for the fact that the security measures of Dichen Group were not doing well, I’m afraid that Sheng Anning’s group of crazy fans would want to come here, and drowned Su Wan first with one spit
Jiang Xuecheng put down his tall glass cup, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.
“Sheng Anning is now a new star, and her popularity is very popular. The Jiang family and Dichen Group have always attracted attention. If you want to calm down those people’s discussions, you will never be able to do it by simply revoking the topic.”
So what if you withdraw