Mr. Yan began to panicked, sweat drenched on his forehead and even his back was already wet with his own sweat. His face began to pale, and the chief sommelier of the hotel was startled. They're doomed for sure. "I don't even need to take a look at the bottle to know. It's fake!" Said Mr. Julhs coldly as he glanced at Jate respectfully. Jate just smiled and said. "No, no, no! I insist. We have a bet here, so inspect it thoroughly." As he grinned mocking at Mr. Yan. The two big shots were Mr. Julhs the billionaire, and Mr. Garrison the head of the beauro of food and drug administration, that inspected Mr. Yan's bottle of Château Margaux 1787 carefully. Mr. Julhs has an extensive collection of finest red wine in the whole city of Eastblue stowed away in his wine cellars, so his wine tasting ability were no ordinary it is beyond imagination and pretty much indisputable. As for Mr. Garrison. He worked his way up from the bottom of the inspection authority and had been put in charge f
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