Li Qing smiled at President Bao's words. "President Bao, I'm not joking with you. This is the Qinglin Wine I invited you here to try today. Naturally, it was made last year, but it's definitely not what you think."
As he spoke, Li Qing opened a bottle of Qinglin Wine and poured it into the glasses in front of President Bao, Chairman Liu, and the others.
President Bao, Chairman Liu, and the others exchanged glances.
What could be different about new wine? It wasn't Qinglin Medicinal Wine.
No matter what tricks they used or what kind of cellar they aged it in, new wine was still new wine. It couldn't compare with wine that had been aged for years.
But Li Qing had already poured everyone a glass, so they could only pick up the glasses in front of them and take a taste.
Trying a glass was a courtesy. If Li Qing really couldn't bring out any other good wine afterward, they would find an excuse to leave.
That was probably what most of them were thinking.
Unlike President Bao, they didn't have any special connection with Li Qing.
He had invited them, and they had traveled a long way to come. If the fine wine he'd promised turned out to be merely new wine, it would feel as though he were making a fool of them.
President Bao also picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip. He knew Li Qing wasn't the sort of person who would make a fool of others.
Perhaps this wine really was special.
After all, it was Qinglin Wine.
President Bao had barely taken a sip when his expression changed. He instinctively took another taste. "This..."
Chairman Liu took a sip and immediately said, "Li Qing, I knew