As he turned to leave, however, he finally let out a huge sigh of relief.
One could imagine just how nervous he had been in that short span of time, terrified that everyone might be displeased.
Of course, "everyone" naturally referred to Lin Chen.
The reason he had delivered two bottles of red wine worth two hundred million was entirely because of Lin Chen, the chairman.
If the hotel service had not previously failed to be thorough enough and nearly caused an embarrassing mishap, making the latter somewhat unhappy,
he probably would not have spent the entire time on edge, racking his brains for a solution.
But things were fine now. Seeing that Lin Chen was quite satisfied with the arrangement, Chen Liming finally let out a complete sigh of relief.
"Ha ha ha, everyone, drink up! This is Emperor Hotel's finest red wine."
"You should know that it's worth a full two hundred million."
Cheng Gang picked up one of the bottles and spoke in a deliberately showy manner.
Especially when he mentioned the words "two hundred million," he raised his voice heavily and enunciated every word.
It was obvious that he was doing it on purpose, solely to anger Zuo Yikai.
If the latter had not mocked him in front of everyone earlier, Cheng Gang would not have done this.
When everyone heard those words, they all secretly held back their laughter.
There was no helping it—the payback had come far too quickly.
Earlier, Zuo Yikai had made them feel rather uncomfortable as well, and they had been holding it in all along.
But now, seeing Cheng Gang slap him in the face, especially seeing Zuo Yikai's flushed-red cheeks, they felt indescribably satisfied.
Naturally, they did not show it, considering the latter's wealth and background.
But inwardly, they