Lin Tian recognized the bottle of red wine Wang Sijing ordered. It was a red wine brewed by Haut-Brion, one of the eight great châteaux of Tang Country, always highly sought after and considered top-tier among reds.
But after a few sips, Lin Tian smacked his lips a couple of times and didn't feel it was anything special.
Sure enough, he was still too much of a vulgar layman.
Seeing that Lin Tian was ignoring her, Wang Sijing gritted her teeth and asked again, "What will it take for you to stop?!"
Lin Tian glanced at her and said with a squinty smile, "What are you talking about? I don't really get what you mean."
Wang Sijing took another deep breath, slapped the table, and said, "Stop playing dumb with me!"
Lin Tian chuckled, "You invite me here to talk business, and this is the attitude you give me? Really puts me in a bad mood."
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