Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 437 - 210: Just Be Bad, You Dog of a Man!_3

She disliked dragging things out when it came to emotions, so she really hoped Han Lie could resolve the issue today—or at least most of it.

Han Lie got her drift, pondered for a bit, and felt it was indeed necessary to make an appearance.

To be honest, if it wasn’t for Chen Yanfei’s strong request, he really hadn’t planned to continue bullying the kid today.

Alas, my heart reached for the bright moon, but the moon shone only upon the gutter...

"Ahem, let me make a suggestion."

With two light coughs, Han Lie instantly drew all attention to himself. As the most dazzling star among his peers, he had the kind of influence that compelled people to take notice and listen.

Then, Han Lie spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Zijun meant well; it’s just that he ran into an unexpected situation. I personally appreciate the sentiment.

"Actually, for lunch today, drinking alcohol wasn’t essential. In fact, not drinking might have been more comfortable. However, I see everyone’s interest is piqued, and it would be a bit of a letdown to just drop the idea now.

"Yanfei’s birthday is about bringing everyone together to celebrate. She definitely wouldn’t want anyone to feel disappointed or regretful.

"So, here’s the deal—I’ll sponsor the drinks today."

Before he even finished speaking, everyone involuntarily began to exchange glances.

You’re sponsoring?

How are you sponsoring?

Luo Zijun was the most eager. With a hint of accusation in his tone, he asked, "The hotel has sealed off its stock. What can you do?!"

However, Han Lie didn’t answer him. Instead, he turned his head towards Alin. "Sister Ai, please go see what’s left in my wine cabinet from before and bring over a few of the best bottles."

Alin was quick to grasp his meaning, and she respectfully responded, "Of course, President Han."

Addressing Luo Zijun as ’Young Master Luo’ and Han Lie as ’President Han’ clearly highlighted the distinction Alin was making. She then headed straight for the wine bar in the suite and brought several bottles from the very top.

Luo Zijun was gobsmacked. "These wines... why didn’t you mention them before?"

Alin, who was perhaps also a master of smooth talk, replied nonchalantly, "These are wines President Han purchased during his last stay, kept in the suite for his own consumption, not for sale to the public.

"They had already been inspected at the time, and no one has touched them since, so there’s no need for another check.

"When you asked about wine earlier, I could only request it from the hotel’s wine lounge. I couldn’t possibly sell President Han’s personal stock to you, now could I?"

Luo Zijun subconsciously felt something was off, but upon further thought, it seemed like there was no issue...

So... is it just my bad luck?!

Whether it was truly bad luck or not, his face certainly stung.

He rarely tried to show off. But on the rare occasions he did, nothing went smoothly. Whatever he wanted, he couldn’t get. Meanwhile, Han Lie, who hadn’t even tried to impress anyone and had just been sitting quietly, ended up being the one to solve the problem...

Luo Zijun felt extremely upset. When he got a clear view of the wine labels, he was even more depressed, feeling like he could spit blood.

Romanée-Conti, Crystal Champagne, Lafite from the year 2000...

Fuck!

Han Lie wants it, and you fuckers have everything?!

Listening to Alin introduce the wines, the girls couldn’t help but let out cheers. Even Ding Xiang, who was usually the least impressed by such things, couldn’t contain her excitement and exclaimed, "Brother Lie, you’re amazing!"

Actually, this was thanks to Luo Zijun. He had stirred everyone’s excitement, only to then push their expectations back down. With such oscillation, emotions were compressed to the limit. When the tables suddenly turned and Han Lie pulled out such a big surprise, the feeling was something only those who had experienced such dramatic ups and downs would understand.

Luo Zijun, frustrated yet helpless, clenched his fists subconsciously and glanced over at Chen Yanfei—He saw the goddess laughing freely, as radiant as a peony. She playfully nudged Han Lie, showing none of her earlier coldness, and even murmured something. He was too far away, and with all the noise, Luo Zijun couldn’t hear clearly what she said. But that attitude... left no doubt that he had lost, and lost quite thoroughly.

Luo Zijun suddenly wasn’t angry anymore; he just felt dead inside.

So tired. Who’ll get drunk with me?

Just as he wallowed, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

He turned to find it was Fang Xing.

Fang Xing’s eyes were slightly red, his aura dejected, and he mumbled, "Good brother, have a drink with me later..."

This greatly comforted Luo Zijun.

See? I’m not alone!

Across from them, Han Lie also felt a great sense of comfort. The words Chen Yanfei had laughingly spoken were: "You’re terrible, you dog of a man!"