Although he had been paid by others to come and taste the new wine, he had already guessed their intentions. If the liquor didn't live up to the marketing, he was fully prepared to cause a scene.
Zhou Huaimeng brought the bottle to his lips and took a deep sniff, tilting his head back in intoxicated appreciation as he savored the aroma. There was no harsh, pungent smell of low-quality spirits here; it was superior to most of the wine he had ever tasted. He poured a glass and took a small, careful sip.
The liquid swirled in his mouth before slowly sliding down his throat, releasing a wave of warmth that instantly surged in every direction.
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