Flower Master in the City

Chapter 173. False Wine Poisoning

Chapter 173. False Wine Poisoning

"Doesn't taste good?" Summer poured a little, tried a sip, and agreed. "It doesn't taste good."

"Is there a problem with the alcohol?" Qiao Dongyun could not help but ask. Both of them said that the wine did not taste good, so he naturally suspected that there was something wrong with the wine.

"I usually don't drink much, and I don't study much about red wine either. I really can't drink much at all." Qiao Qiao turned her head to look at Qiao Donghai. "Big brother, you drink too much. Why don't you give it a try?"

Qiao Donghai shook his head. "Little Qiao, it's not like you don't know. It's not like I have no idea how much wine I can produce. As for anything else, I don't know. I don't like red wine either. It's natural that I don't know whether it's real or fake."

"Let me try." Qiao Dongyun volunteered. After drinking Lafite many times, he felt like he could be considered a professional.

Qiao Dongyun poured himself half a cup, tasted it for a bit, and then said to himself, "It tastes just like what I used to drink!"

"Hey, wife, this Lafite from 82 years ago, does that mean that this wine was brewed in 1982?" Xia asked.

"Yes." Qiao Qiao nodded.

"Oh, I know. This wine is fake." Summer said.

Everyone was stunned. Qiao Dongyun was even more doubtful: "Summer, it can't be? I've drunk it many times before, and it tastes the same! "

"That means you've been drinking fake wine." Xia Keke casually said, "Although I have never tasted this wine before, but I can confirm that the vintage of this wine is less than ten years old, how could it have been brewed in 82 years?"

Pointing to the bottle of Maotai, Xia Chen said, "That's also a fake. It hasn't even been twenty years, how could it be a fifty year old Maotai!?"

Hearing Xia Chen's words, Qiao Donghai couldn't help but become suspicious. "Summer, are you sure this manger hasn't reached twenty years of age?"

"Of course, it should be 18 years. The error should not be more than a year." Summer looked confident.

"These bastards, they actually sold fake wine to me." Qiao Donghai couldn't help but scold him. Since he was so confident in summer, he still chose to believe in summer.

"Young Master Qiao, your dishes …" The waiter just happened to push open the door and walk in, Qiao Dongyun angrily shouted at her, "Get your boss over here!"

Thinking that he might have been drinking fake Lafite for the past 82 years, Qiao Dongyun felt like vomiting blood. He wasn't distressed about the money, but was angry that he was being treated as a fool.

The poor waiter didn't know what was going on, so he had to put down the dishes and hurriedly ran out. A few minutes later, a middle-aged man who looked like Maitreya Buddha ran into the room.

"Young Master Qiao, what orders do you have?" The middle-aged man asked carefully with a smile.

"Hao Fu, have you grown up? You actually dared to use fake wine to fool me?" Qiao Dongyun sneered.

Hao Fu was shocked. Didn't this Qiao Dongyun drink fake wine every time? How did he get enlightened today?

Although he was surprised, Hao Fu still smiled along with him on the surface: "Young Master Qiao, how is this possible? "You know, we don't sell fake wine at all. If not, how could you come here to drink so much?"

"Don't do this for me!" Qiao Dongyun gave a cold humph and said, "Put it on now or I'll smash your shitty shop to pieces!"

Hao Fu was still smiling: "Young Master Qiao, this is the truth. How about this, I give you a 20% discount?"

"Hao Fu, don't be so shameless when I give you face. Do you want me to get the Bureau of Industry and Commerce to come and take over your face before you admit defeat?" Qiao Dongyun said angrily.

"Young Master Qiao, if you really think that this wine is fake, then let the Board of Commerce check it out." Hao Fu's expression remained respectful, but he was not afraid at all. He knew that even if someone came to investigate, the wine would still be treated as real.

Qiao Dongyun frowned slightly. He couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Xia Xinyan. This behavior of Hao Fu made him suspicious. Could it be that he had made a mistake in summer and wrongly accused Hao Fu?

"Second brother, let's forget about it. We won't be coming here anymore." Qiao Qiao did not want to cause much trouble. After all, the Qiao Family had just met with trouble. It was best for them to keep a low profile.

"Hey, you said that this wine isn't fake, then come have a drink!" Summer said suddenly.

"It's rare for me to get a chance to drink such a good wine, thank you very much." Hao Fu took an empty cup and poured a cup for himself. Then, he drank it all in front of everyone.

Hao Fu naturally didn't think that there was any problem with the wine. After all, from a certain perspective, this wine wasn't fake. It was just that the age was wrong.

After drinking the wine, Hao Fu smiled slightly: "Young Master Qiao, if there's nothing else, I'll go and busy myself first … …" "Hmm …"

A sharp pain suddenly came from Hao Fu's abdomen. He covered his stomach with one hand and his face was covered in sweat. In just a few seconds, he fell to the ground, screaming in pain, "Ah …"

"Yeah, drinking fake wine will bring retribution!" Liu Meng clapped her hands, looking very happy. "Hey, little Qiao, find a reporter and we'll know tomorrow that the boss here drank fake wine and got poisoned. Then no one will come here to eat again!"

"That's a good idea." Qiao Qiao gave a faint smile, "Boss Hao, it seems like you are in great pain. My husband happens to be a doctor. Do you want him to help you?"

"Ah... Joe, Miss Qiao. Ah... Please. Help me. "Ah …" Hao Fu rolled on the ground in pain.

"Boss Hao, do you still want to say that your wine is real?" Qiao Qiao asked unhurriedly. She knew that Hao Fu must have been affected by the summer.

"Yes, yes …" It was fake... Quick, quickly save me … " Hao Fu looked at Qiao Qiao with a pleading expression.

"Hao Fu, you bastard, you really f * * king tricked me with fake wine!" Qiao Dongyun was extremely angry. He suddenly stood up and wanted to rush over to beat them.

Qiao Donghai held him back and said, "Dongyun, don't bother with him. Let him go in pain himself, lest someone takes the opportunity to make trouble for you."

"Miss Qiao …" "Save, save me …" Hao Fu was still begging.

Qiao Qiao gave a faint smile. "Feng'er, let's call 120!"

Qiao Feng'er was stunned. Wasn't it for the summer to save him?

"He can sell fake wine, so I can naturally tell lies as well." Qiao Qiao seemed to sense Qiao Feng'er's question and explained in an undertone.

Qiao Feng'er finally reacted and picked up the phone to dial 120. "Hello, nice smell! Someone in Xuan has been poisoned with fake wine. Hurry and save them!"

"That's f * cking shit!" Qiao Dongyun was exceptionally angry. He too picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Jianghai Daily News? "I want to make the news, good taste Xuan, someone drank fake wine and got poisoned!"

Hao Fu, who was in excruciating pain, felt a wave of dizziness when he heard these words before fainting. As for whether he was in pain or angry, even he himself did not know.

"Let's go somewhere else to eat!" Qiao Qiao stood up.

Qiao Dongyun was naturally in favor of this. After all, he was no longer in the mood to eat in this place.

After they moved to another place to eat, Qiao Donghai and Qiao Dongyun each had matters to attend to and returned to the Qiao family. In the summer, Qiao Qiao and Qiao Xiaoqiao naturally returned to the Qiao Mansion.

Walking into the gate of the Qiao family building, summer's phone suddenly rang.

It was another strange number. He picked it up: "Hello, who is it?"

"Young hubby, do you miss me?" A soft yet strange voice came from the other side. Summer recognized the unnatural Mandarin in an instant. The one calling was the beautiful killer, Isabella.

"I already said not to add that small word, do you want to be spanked again?" Summer was a little unhappy.

"Hehe, little hubby, I really want you to continue spanking me. It's a pity that you can't hit me. I'm thousands of miles away from you!" Isabella smiled tenderly.

Hearing Isabella's coquettish voice, Xia Xia Xia couldn't help but have a little fire in his heart. He remembered that night when he spanked her, that wonderful feeling made him feel ecstatic just thinking about it.

"You can come find me!" Summer really did miss Isabella a little.

"Young hubby, your Jianghai Police Department is looking for me. I can't just walk right into their trap!" Isabella smiled sweetly and changed the topic of the conversation, "My little husband, I have some news for you!"

"What news?" Xia asked. He couldn't hit her in the ass from so far away, so he had to give up the name of the little husband.

"The 13th ranked Angel of Death in the world has already gone to your Jianghai City. His target is Qiao Qiao. Oh, he is about 30 years old. Yellow race, just pay attention to this one thing …" Isabella quickly introduced the situation of the assassin. On the other side, Qiao Qiao and Liu Meng had already arrived in front of the elevator.

The elevator slowly opened and Xia Xia suddenly felt a killing intent. It was coming from the elevator. Xia Zhi's expression couldn't help but change as he suddenly pounced over.

Almost at the same time, a black shadow suddenly darted out from the elevator. With a dagger in hand, it pounced towards Qiao Qiao.

The Qiao Family Building had recently become more heavily guarded, and this was Qiao Qiao's private elevator. Logically speaking, it was impossible for there to be anyone inside, thus, Qiao Feng'er and Qiao Feng'er had not expected that the killer would be hiding here. The two of them followed behind, preparing for possible outside dangers.

"Be careful, Miss Qiao!" The only movement Qiao Feng'er and Qiao Feng'er had was each grabbing one of Qiao Qiao's arms and pulling her backwards. This way, they could at least avoid the first fatal strike.

He was a little too far away and even though he was fast, he would still need some time. When he was still a few meters away from Qiao Qiao, he discovered that the assassin's dagger was already close to Qiao Qiao's chest.

Qiao Qiao fell onto her back. The assassin's slash had missed, but the assassin clearly had no intention of letting it go. He too pounced towards the ground, his dagger still stabbing towards Qiao Qiao.