"Sure, that's no problem at all. If it's convenient for you, just contact someone to haul away the 200 bottles of wine. We only have a few people and no delivery service. You'll be staying for a few more days, right? When do you plan to take them away?"
With Mei Mengzhen's words up to this point, the matter was settled. He Yiran didn't know if it was the alcohol fogging his brain or something else, but he suddenly felt that Mei Mengzhen was being incredibly generous.
However, Mei Mengzhen replied, "He Yiran, you should stop drinking. Let's speak honestly. Did I feed that ginseng to a dog? That ginseng was worth thirty million, while these 200 bottles of wine are only worth a million. That was accounted for in my private books. Have you forgotten? The alcohol has even made you lose your memory."