Flower Master in the City

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"Is it bad?" Xia Xian poured a little, tried to take a sip, and then expressed his approval, "It's not good."

"Is there a problem with the wine?" Qiao Dongyun couldn't help asking. Both of them said that the wine was not good. He naturally suspected that there was a problem with the wine.

"I rarely drink alcohol, and I haven't studied red wine, so I really can't drink it." Qiao Xiaoqiao turned to look at Qiao Donghai, "Brother, you often drink, why don't you try it?"

Qiao Donghai shook his head: "Xiao Qiao, it's not like you don't know, I can test the degree of any wine, as for the others, I can't do anything else, I don't like red wine even more, it's true or false, of course, it's not. knowledge."

"I'll try it." Qiao Dongyun volunteered. He had drunk Lafite in 1982 many times, and he considered himself a half-professional.

Qiao Dongyun poured himself half a glass, tasted it for a while, and then said to himself, "It tastes the same as the one I drank before!"

"Hey, wife, does this 1982 Lafite mean that this wine was brewed in 1982?" Xia Tian asked.

"Yeah." Qiao Xiaoqiao nodded.

"Oh, then I see, this wine is fake." Xia Xia said.

Everyone was stunned, and Qiao Dongyun was even more skeptical: "Summer, can't you? I've had it many times before, and it tastes the same!"

"That means you've been drinking fake wine all the time." Xia Xia said casually, "Although I haven't drunk this kind of wine, I can be sure that this wine has been brewed for less than ten years, so how could it be brewed in 1982? Woolen cloth?"

Pointing to the bottle of Maotai, Xia Xia said, "That's also fake, it's less than 20 years old, how could it be 50 years of Maotai!"

Hearing what Xia Xia said, Qiao Donghai couldn't help but doubt: "Xia Xia, are you sure this Maotai is less than 20 years old?"

"Of course, it should be eighteen years, and the error will not exceed one year." Xia Xia looked confident.

"These bastards, fake wine has actually been sold to me." Qiao Donghai couldn't help scolding, since Xia Xian was so sure, he still chose to believe Xia Xia.

"Young Master Qiao, your dishes..." The waiter just pushed the door and came in, and Qiao Dongyun shouted angrily at her, "Let your boss get over here!"

Thinking that he might have been drinking fake 1982 Lafite, Qiao Dongyun felt like he was going to vomit blood. He was not distressed for the money, but annoyed at being treated as a fool. Those bastards who sold fake wine might be counting the money and paying it back. Calling him a nouveau riche who doesn't understand red wine!

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

"Young Master Qiao, what are your orders?" The middle-aged man smiled and asked cautiously.

"Hao Fu, are you skilled enough to use fake wine to fool me?" Qiao Dongyun sneered.

Haofu was shocked, didn't this Qiao Dongyun drink fake wine every time? How did you get enlightened today?

Although surprised in his heart, Hao Fu still smiled with him on the surface: "Qiao Shao, how is this possible? You know, our Haoweixuan never sells fake wine, otherwise, how could you come to us often? What about drinking?"

"Don't give me this set!" Qiao Dongyun snorted coldly, "Put it on for me immediately, or I'll smash your broken shop!"

Hao Fu was still full of smiles: "Young Master Qiao, this is true, why not let me give you a 20% discount?"

"Hao Fu, don't be ashamed of you, do you have to be convinced that I have to let the Industrial and Commercial Bureau copy you here?" Qiao Dongyun said angrily.

"Qiao Shao, if you really think this wine is fake, then let the industry and commerce bureau come and test it." Hao Fu's expression was still respectful, but he was not afraid at all, because he knew that even if someone came to investigate, this would be a problem. Alcohol is also taken for real.

Qiao Dongyun frowned slightly. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xia Xia. Hao Fu's behavior made him a little suspicious. Could it be Xia Xia made a mistake, and he really wronged Hao Fu?

"Second brother, if it doesn't matter, it's fine if you don't come here in the future." Qiao Xiaoqiao doesn't really want to cause trouble. After all, now that the Qiao family has just had an accident, it's better to keep a low profile as much as possible.

"Hey, you said this wine is not fake, then come and have a drink!" Xia Tian suddenly said.

"I have a rare opportunity to drink such a good wine, so thank you." Hao Fu took an empty glass, poured himself a glass, and drank it in front of everyone.

Hao Fu naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with drinking this wine. After all, this wine was not fake wine in a sense, it was just the wrong year.

After a glass of wine, Hao Fu smiled slightly: "Young Master Qiao, if there is nothing else, I will go to work first... uh..."

There was a sudden sharp pain in the abdomen. Hao Fu covered his stomach with one hand, sweating profusely on his face. In just a few seconds, he fell to the ground in pain, and let out a shrill scream: "Ah..."

"Yeah, there is retribution for drinking fake wine!" Liu Meng clapped her hands and looked very happy, "Hey, Xiao Qiao, find a reporter, and tomorrow everyone will know that the boss here is poisoned by drinking fake wine, and he will never again. No one's here to eat!"

"That's a good idea." Qiao Xiaoqiao smiled slightly, "Boss Hao, it seems that you are in pain right now. My husband happens to be a doctor. Would you like him to help you?"

"Ah... Joe, Miss Joe... ah... please... help me... ah..." Hao Fu rolled on the ground in pain.

"Boss Hao, do you still want to say, is your wine real?" Qiao Xiaoqiao took it easy.

Asked, she knew that Hao Fu must have been manipulated by Xia Xia.

"Yes, yes... it's fake... hurry up, save me..." Hao Fu looked at Qiao Xiaoqiao with a pleading expression on his face.

"Hao Fu, you bastard, you lied to me with fake wine!" Qiao Dongyun was so angry, he got up suddenly, and wanted to rush over to beat someone.

Qiao Donghai grabbed him with one hand: "Dongyun, leave him alone, let him suffer himself, and be careful to be taken advantage of by others to make a fuss."

"Miss Qiao... help, help me..." Hao Fu was still there begging.

Qiao Xiaoqiao smiled lightly: "Feng'er, call 120!"

Qiao Fenger stayed, didn't Xia Xia save him?

"He can sell fake wine, so naturally I can tell lies." Qiao Xiaoqiao seemed to sense Qiao Fenger's question and explained it lightly.

Qiao Fenger finally reacted, picked up the phone and dialed 120: "Hey, someone in Haoweixuan has been poisoned by fake wine, come and save people!"

"Damn shit!" Qiao Dongyun was very angry. He also picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Is it Jianghai Daily? I want to reveal that someone in Haoweixuan was poisoned by drinking fake wine!"

Hao Fu, who was already in unbearable pain, only felt dizzy when he heard this, and then passed out. As for whether he was in a dizzy or dizzy state, I'm afraid he didn't know.

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

Qiao Dongyun naturally agreed with this, and he was not in the mood to eat at this place after being so troubled.

After eating in another place, Qiao Donghai and Qiao Dongyun went back to Qiao's house, while Xia Xia and Qiao Xiaoqiao naturally returned to Qiao's mansion.

Walking into the gate of Qiao's building, Xia Xia's cell phone suddenly rang.

Another unfamiliar number, Xia Tian picked it up: "Hello, who is it?"

"Little husband, do you miss me?" A soft but strange voice came from there. The unnatural Chinese also made Xia Xia hear it immediately. It was the beautiful killer who called. Isabella.

"It's said that you can't add that small character, do you want to be spanked again?" Xia Xia was a little unhappy.

"Hee hee, little husband, I really want to be spanked by you, but unfortunately you can't. I'm 100,000 miles away from you!" Isabella smiled tenderly.

Hearing Isabella's coquettish voice, Xia Xia couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart. He remembered the process of spanking her that night. The wonderful taste made him feel ecstatic just thinking about it.

"You can come to me!" Xia Tian really missed Isabella.

"Little husband, you Jianghai police are looking for me, I can't go to the net!" Isabella smiled tenderly, and then changed the topic, "Little husband, I have some news to tell you!"

"What's the news?" Xia Xia asked. He couldn't hit her butt so far away, so he had to ignore the name of the little husband.

"The thirteenth-ranked angel of death in the world has already gone to your Jianghai City. The target is Qiao Xiaoqiao. Well, he is about thirty years old, yellow race, pay attention..." Isabella quickly introduced the killer. On the other hand, Qiao Xiaoqiao and Liu Meng had already walked to the elevator.

The elevator opened slowly, and Xia Tian suddenly felt a ray of murderous aura coming from the elevator. He couldn't help but change his face and suddenly rushed towards that direction.

At almost the same time, a black figure suddenly came out of the elevator, holding a dagger, and pounced on Qiao Xiaoqiao.

The Qiao's Building has recently strengthened its defense, and this is Qiao Xiaoqiao's special elevator. It stands to reason that there can be no one in it. Therefore, Qiao Feng'er and Qiao Huang'er never thought that the killer would hide in this place. Following behind, guarding against possible crises outside, but ignoring the inside of the elevator, when they realized it, it was too late.

"Miss Qiao, be careful!" The only thing Qiao Fenger and Qiao Huanger could do was to grab Qiao Xiaoqiao's arm and pull her backwards, so that they could at least avoid the first fatal attack.

Xia Xian was also a step slower. He was a little far away. Although he was fast, it took a little time. When he was still a few meters away from Qiao Xiaoqiao, he found that the killer's dagger was already close to Qiao Xiaoqiao. 's chest.

Qiao Feng'er and Qiao Huang'er's vigorous pulling finally had an effect. Qiao Xiaoqiao fell on her back. The killer's knife was unsuccessful, but the killer obviously had no intention of giving up. He also threw himself towards the ground, the dagger still stabbing at Qiao. Little Joe.

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