Hou Yong took his seat. A maid stood by to pull out his chair and pour him red wine. Hou Yong didn't touch it. The young man sat opposite him, swirled his wine glass, and said with a smile, "Come, little Stock God, let's have a drink. This is a '78 Lafite. It’s excellent; I only serve it when I have distinguished guests."
"I only drink '82 Lafite."
Hou Yong blurted out the line from the movie *Stock God* from his previous life. The young man froze, and Hou Yong froze immediately after speaking. His face flushed—damn it, it was 1981. He’d just opened his mouth to ask for a vintage that wouldn't exist for another year. He had wanted to act cool to keep the other party guessing, but now he sounded like he was deliberately trying to be difficult.
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