Chapter 241: I feel sorry for you

Is this just a body hollowed out by wine and sex? Not really!

Han Songlin had a million thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't express them; how others were, what did it have to do with him!

However, it seemed that Zhou Tong knew him.

The man patted the perky buttocks of his female companion next to him, and walked over to Han Songlin and Zhou Tong with a smile on his face.

Han Songlin had good eyesight, and naturally saw the man's earlier actions. Unwittingly, his gaze turned to Zhou Tong, and he believed that Zhou Tong had also seen it.

At this time, Han Songlin already had a guess as to the man's identity.

To be honest, if it really was Wang Tinghe, then that would be a bit too bold!

Zhou Tong rotated her glass, and Han Songlin worried that she might just splash a glass of water directly on him.

'Hey, my wife is here dating a handsome guy!'

Zhou Tong didn't get up at all, pointed at the person and introduced him to Han Songlin, 'Wang Tinghe.'

'My friend, Han Songlin!'

Han Songlin got up and extended his hand, "Hello!'

Wang Tinghe didn't say no to shaking Han Songlin's hand, "Hello!'

Interesting!

Is this person really as the outside world says?

The Zhou family is not the top family in Huaguo, but they are quite powerful.

It has a good influence in various industries. Marrying into the Wang family, no matter what, it is impossible to say that you are choosing a playboy.

This will not help the family at all, and instead, people will laugh at them.

Family reputation is very important.

Losing face will cause a chain reaction.

If someone loses face, you must retaliate; because if you don't, people will think that there is a problem with your strength, and your opponents will see this as an opportunity and pounce on you.

In that case, no matter how strong you are, you can't fight off four hands with two fists.

So this is why people in higher positions all value face.

Wang Tinghe glanced at Zhou Tong, and a flash of desire flickered in his eyes.

This woman, Zhou Tong, Wang Tinghe knew, was completely different from the ones he had played with before.

She had been to war and killed people; Wang Tinghe was really worried that one day, he would be slaughtered like a chicken by this woman.

Wang Tinghe believed that Zhou Tong had seen his previous little actions, but she didn't seem to mind at all.

This made Wang Tinghe very clear that what he had previously agreed with Zhou Tong was true.

If they got married, they would only maintain a marital status; normally, they would just go about their own business.

Wang Tinghe sat down next to Zhou Tong, with a not-so-short distance between them.

Wang Tinghe raised his hand to call the waiter, and ordered quite a few dishes.

Han Songlin frowned slightly, would they be able to finish all these dishes?

'What kind of work does Mr. Han do?'

Han Songlin: 'I run a small business.'

A small business?

Wang Tinghe seemed to have heard something funny. Could someone who could chat with Zhou Tong for hours be running a small business?

He must think I'm stupid!

'Mr. Han is a joker. Just by looking at you, I can tell you're someone who does big things!'

Han Songlin took a sip of tea and glanced at Zhou Tong. Her fiancé didn't look like a fool at all.

Perhaps, it seems that we have a very subjective misunderstanding of the so-called playboys.

We feel that if someone is a playboy, they must not be capable, and they just rely on their family being rich.

'Haha, Mr. Wang is joking. I'm just trying to make a living,' Han Songlin felt that it seemed a bit boastful to say that he was the boss of a certain company.

It gave the impression that he was trying too hard.

'Han Songlin is the boss of Fule Wine Industry.'

Wang Tinghe couldn't help but light up: 'Fule Wine Industry? Your Fule Supreme is not bad.'

Fule Supreme is a high-end wine brand launched by Fule Wine Industry, and the price has soared directly to 688 yuan.

Yes, it's that expensive!

Fule Supreme wine is blended with 100-year-old original wine from the cellar. The original wine is obtained from the middle stage of each steaming process.

The quality of the wine is needless to say.

Fule Zui Jing also goes to great lengths with the packaging; the bottles are specially made to order from Jingdezhen, and the bottle mouth is specially designed to prevent counterfeiting.

A bottle costs 50 yuan.

The packaging is a wooden box made by a highly skilled carpenter, and the box is decorated with wood carvings.

It is then packed in a paper bag.

The annual output of Fule Zui Jing is extremely low, and it is not usually sold in public.

Does anyone buy such an expensive wine?

Many people do.

In the 1990s, there was a large group of nouveau riche, and their concept of consumption was that if you can't get the best, you have to get the most expensive.

The name Fleur Extreme is domineering, and the price is also very impressive, so naturally it became the first choice for these people.

Plus, some people like to collect wine, so Fleur Extreme is actually doing pretty well in the market.

Fleur Wines also produces relatively small quantities of Fleur Extreme.

A small production volume means that it is scarce!

Once a commodity becomes scarce, its value is guaranteed.

Han Songlin: 'I'm glad you like it!'

Wang Tinghe looked at Zhou Tong. This Fule Supreme wine was still given to his grandfather by Zhou Tong.

For this wedding banquet, Wang Tinghe's grandfather naturally came to the capital city as well.

Originally, Zhou Tong and Han Songlin had something to say, but because of Wang Tinghe's arrival, they naturally couldn't.

After dinner, Han Songlin went back to his hotel room and lay on the bed watching TV.

He also used the hotel phone to call home.

The next day, Han Songlin didn't get up until 9 o'clock, took a shower again, and changed into a new suit.

The whole wedding went very smoothly.

There was just a problem during the part where the emcee encouraged the newlyweds to kiss.

Zhou Tong simply wouldn't cooperate.

The emcee saw this and quickly said, 'Oh, our little bride is still shy!'

The party went on as usual.

Han Songlin sat by the door, quietly watching the wedding unfold on stage.

Zhou Tong, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, wore a strong makeup look, which did not make her look passionate, but rather cold and elegant.

Luo Xiaozhong sat next to Han Songlin, gently clapping his hands while keeping an eye on Han Songlin's expression.

Han Songlin's expression was naturally fine, although he knew that the two's marriage had been doomed to a tragic end from the very beginning.

This made Han Songlin feel a little sorry for Zhou Tong. How much weight had she carried on her fragile shoulders that she shouldn't have had to bear?

During the next part of the evening, the newlyweds toasted each other, and Han Songlin also had a drink.

Zhou Tong naturally didn't have time to look after Han Songlin at this point. After the toasts, she said to Han Songlin and Luo Xiaozhong that they should get together for dinner the next day.

Han Songlin glanced at Wang Tinghe and agreed.

Han Songlin had noticed that when Zhou Tong was proposing a toast on his side, there was a gaze that kept staring at him.

It made him very puzzled. Here, he didn't know anyone other than Luo Xiaozhong and the others!

Zhou Tong's father had been introduced by the emcee on stage earlier.

Han Songlin grinned at him and then focused on tackling the food on the table.

It had to be said that the capital was worthy of its name, as it gathered the most delicious food in the entire country.

Each dish looked delicate and delicious.

And it was.

It tasted good.

After the banquet had dispersed, Han Songlin wanted to say hello to Zhou Tong before leaving, but he didn't see anyone.

So, without saying hello, he just left.