When getting off the plane, Xie Kai felt much more relieved when he saw Zheng Yucheng ask someone to take out three black suitcases in the cabin.

The old guy is heartbroken, but his work is still not compromised.

Fortunately, Mo Qi didn't follow him, otherwise he would have to worry again.

It was almost noon when it arrived in Qin Fei, so naturally he couldn't work. Even if Hansen Miller proposed to go to the workshop first, it was rejected by Zheng Yucheng and others, saying that the future was long and they would stay here for a long time. They would not rush to settle them first, rest, and go to the workshop in the afternoon.

Then, Qin Fei’s guesthouse canteen had several sumptuous banquets, and even a lot of Xifeng wines that had been old for decades. This thing won the gold medal at the Panama World Expo in 1915, and it is also considered an international famous wine.

And this thing is much better than the ones that are taken abroad.

The temptation of Chinese food is naturally not something that foreigners who eat bread and eat bloody steak every day can resist.

Hanson Miller didn't want to drink, and Diamond happened to be a drunkard again. Under his persuasion, he had no choice but to drink together.

In addition, the Chinese side accompanied the one-on-one to persuade the wine. The old wine that has been aged for decades smelled rich in fragrance and tasted very good. It was not as spicy and harsh as new wine. The Americans who thought it was delicious couldn't help but drink a few more glasses under the persuasion of the Chinese accompanying staff...

Foreigners don’t know how powerful Chinese liquor is, and they don’t know how strong these old liquors that have been aged for decades are. So, all foreigners are drunk and none of them are spared, so they naturally can’t work in the afternoon.

Until the evening, the Americans had not yet woken up from their drunken state at noon, and dinner was ready again. They didn't want to drink, but a new wine was changed to the table, which was also aged wine. They even told the Americans that there was no such thing on the market, so the Americans got drunk again...

The next day, it was noon, and Americans were still drunk, and no one mentioned taking them to the workshop. How did this work? And at noon, it was like this...

For three days, Americans spent almost all the time on the table and bed, and they had never even stroll around the guesthouse.

"Not like this! Bai, we are here to check whether your production line is perfect and whether it is consistent with the information you submitted..." On the morning of the fourth day, Hansen Miller couldn't stand it anymore, and his tone was full of warning, "If you want to invite me to drink, you can do it after my work is over..."

He threw all the Germanic national self-discipline into Antarctica.

There is too much wine for Chinese people.

If this continues, you may not be able to taste all the wine in a year. In the history of thousands of wine making in China, too many good wines that appear due to different craftsmanship have been produced in this process.

When Bai Yanjun came to see him again, he directly and seriously stated that he was not here to drink in China.

"Mr. Hansen, I used to welcome you. This is the tradition of our entire nation. I won't drink anymore." Bai Yanjun said with a smile.

Hansen looked grateful when he heard this.

He could hardly stand the etiquette at the wine table of China, a country of etiquette.
Chapter completed!