"So, Colonel Mo, I invited you here today merely to discuss cooperation." Zhong Fabai spoke calmly.
"Cooperation? Then I'd better hear what you have in mind. There are some good projects." Mirai walked over as he spoke.
"Uh... there's no rush. I invited you to dinner today. Can't we talk while we eat?" Zhong Fabai waved a hand, looking every bit the host.
Mirai nodded noncommittally.
Seeing Mirai nod, the suited man clapped his hands before Pakkun could finish speaking.
Women in qipaos, each with a graceful figure, carried out exquisite dishes one after another, dazzling the eye.
Before long, Lingling had filled the table with wine and delicacies.
Zhong Fabai gave a signal. A beautiful woman in a qipao poured the red wine from the bottle into the goblets before them.
"Come, Colonel Mo. Try my wine."
Mirai looked at the glass before him, picked it up and swirled it, then sniffed the bouquet and nodded.
"Chairman Mo's wine?"
"Just a little." Mirai set the glass back on the table.
"Then please give us some pointers, Chief of the Mexican delegation." Zhong Fabai took a sip of red wine and asked with a look of enjoyment.
"Petrus's outstanding wine, hailed as the King of Wines in 1975. This meal was worth it!" Mirai said directly without even tasting it.
"The chief of the Mexican delegation is truly remarkable. He only took a sniff and even knew the year?" Boss Bo said in surprise.
"Though this wine isn't the most luxurious, it is still the King of Wines. While 1995 wasn't its most outstanding year, it was its earliest outstanding year. To have the honor of tasting it today, I truly owe it to your generosity." Mirai said lightly.
On the surface, his words sounded fair and tactful, but they