After Chen Yang finished speaking, everyone present was confused; they didn't grasp what he meant.
As people were puzzled, Chen Yang looked at the clueless waiter with an embarrassed smile and said, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about ordering some French wine and accidentally spoke French. I didn't mean to make it difficult for you. Please don't take it to heart."
Holy shit, he was actually speaking French!
When Cai Jiajie ordered French wine just now he spoke English, but now you're ordering French wine in French, this is clearly a slap in the face.
The waiter was very professional, smiled, and said, "Sir, I apologize, we haven't been trained in French."
"A bottle of '82 Lafite."
Chen Yang gave the waiter a calm smile and added in Chinese, "Thank you."
The waiter nodded, looked at Chen Yang with even more respect, and thought to himself that although this man was dressed very casually, he must be someone of taste considering his knowledge of French and English.
