The night that Pei Zhen received the Best Actor Award, he and Fu Sichen headed straight home to the serviced apartment.
Fu Sichen had ordered room service, and fine cuisine was quickly served up. The serviced apartment was a luxurious one, and naturally, a candlelight dinner was the way to go.
Pei Zhen had already seated himself at the table, resting his chin on one hand and looking at Fu Sichen lazily.
Fu Sichen presented a red wine from his collection.
Romanee-Conti.
Pei Zhen had only a vague knowledge of wines, but he could tell that Fu Sichen was holding a bottle that was a product of the Romanee-Conti winery that would have cost at least a hundred thousand dollars.
"Are… are we really drinking this?" Seeing how Fu Sichen was holding the precious bottle, Pei Zhen could feel its value. "It's not an important occasion…"
