"Platinum Gold Royal Hotel."
Pei Yunge was silent for a moment before she chuckled unconsciously.
It was quite surprising.
Since when were these old masters so willing to spend money?
...
Half an hour later.
The banquet held at Platinum Gold Royal Hotel was very different from the usual banquets.
There were very few people in suits in the hall. Due to the sufficient heater inside, a group of seniors had taken off their big cotton jackets and were wearing old-fashioned sweaters and black pants as they communicated with their old friends.
"Such expensive foreign wine. I think it's no different from the wine I make."
Yu Guang smacked his lips and muttered as he held the glass.
Zhong Shenglin mocked bluntly from the side, "What does an old country bumpkin like you know? A wild pig really can't eat small things."
Yu Guang was speechless.
Was this old b*stard starting to act up?
