Fan Tianyu picked and picked, and finally chose a bottle of wine to look at. Mei Mengzhen glanced over at him and asked, "Red wine—what are you taking that for, planning to give it to someone?"
Qi Yongwang said, "Brother Tianyu said he wants to pick a bottle of wine to give to my classmates."
Mei Mengzhen looked again at that bottle of wine, matched it up with the SKU in her head, and then naturally matched the price too. She said, "Six hundred thousand—for those two to drink?"
What Mei Mengzhen actually meant was: is six hundred thousand in this price range okay? Should we pick something even pricier? Since it's all just for Qi Yongwang's image, and anyway even if they take it it's at wholesale price for them, it's not really all that expensive. She wouldn't feel bad handing out pricier wine at all.
But Mei Mengzhen's words exploded like thunder; everyone picking wine just froze and stared in their direction.
