Chapter 642 0640 [Fish Head Wine! 】

"Uh, what? Charles wants to toast me? Did I hear wrong?" Yan Xiong was stunned.

The others also looked at the smiling Charles in astonishment, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

You know, in everyone's impression, Charles has always been arrogant and domineering, and has always looked down upon them, Chinese police detectives. How could he be so active and enthusiastic?

After all, Yan Xiong is an old fox who has practiced for many years and is about to become a master. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately put on an expression of awe and flattery, and clasped his fists at Charles and said, "Dear Superintendent, how dare I be Yan Xiong when you give me a toast? It should be me." I'll give you a toast!"

"Hahaha! Everyone is a colleague! Today, my treat is also to get to know each other, not to mention the relationship between superiors and subordinates! Inspector Yan, please sit down, we might as well open the banquet formally!"

Charles is well versed in Chinese table culture, snapped his fingers and asked the waiter to serve all the prepared meals and drinks!

for a moment.

The table is full of food, abalone and shark fin belly, and the foreign wine Remy Martin XO.

Charles picked up his chopsticks and invited everyone to have a meal together. During this period, he only talked about some customs and anecdotes in England, and did not mention what happened in Hong Kong at all.

At this time, the level of everyone at the table is revealed.

Lan Gang looked heartless, he should eat and drink!

Han Sen is very steady, no matter whether he is eating food or drinking, he just tastes it.

Yan Xiong was smiling all over his face. Whether he was moving his chopsticks or his wine glass, he would first ask Charles for instructions with his small eyes, giving him a submissive look.

However, Chen Zhichao still held the attitude of the Chief Inspector. Apart from showing a little respect to Charles, he also looked superior to Yan Xiong and others.

...

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

At this time, the steamed Dongxingban came up.

Turn the turntable of the dining table, and the head of the fish happens to be aimed at Yan Xiong, the chief inspector.

Charles asked the waitress to pour "fish head wine" for Yan Xiong according to the Chinese food tradition.

Unexpectedly, the waitress was new here, and she didn't know how to pour this kind of wine at all.

When Charles heard this, he swung his mouth!

Snapped!

The beating caused blood to flow from the corner of the waitress' mouth.

Everyone was shocked.

The originally harmonious and warm atmosphere was instantly interrupted by Charles' slap without warning!

No one thought that Mr. Charles, who was a gentleman just now, would be so perverted that he would hit someone if he didn't like it.

The waitress was also stunned, covering her face with tears streaming down her face.

Charles nonchalantly took out a napkin and wiped his hands, crumpled up the tissue and threw it away, saying, "What the hell? A waiter doesn't know how to pour fish head wine. It's the same as policemen who don't know how to catch thieves." What's the difference?!"

Lan Gang squeezed his wine glass and squinted at the angry Charles.

Han Sen had a cold face and didn't know what he was thinking.

Chen Zhichao also took out a tissue to wipe his hands, but didn't say a word.

Yan Xiong couldn't sit still, he quickly stood up and smoothed things over: "Fish head wine, I don't care if I don't drink it!"

"How can this be done? Detective Yan, you are the distinguished guest I invited here. If you don't even have a glass of fish head wine, where will I put my face on Charles?" Charles said, picking up the Remy Martin XO Sho gave the waitress an order: "Pour him wine!"

With tears in her eyes, the waitress poured a glass and handed it to Yan Xiong, sobbing, "Please, please drink!"

"What's the name of this cup?" asked Charles.

"Called..." The waitress couldn't speak.

Snapped! Charles shook her mouth again, "You can't scream, how can Detective Yan drink?"

"It's okay! It's okay!" Yan Xiong hurriedly took the wine glass, and said with a flattering smile: "It's okay if you can't speak out! It's the same wine, it's the same if you drink it in your stomach!" After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp!

Charles laughed, "I didn't expect Inspector Yan to be so sympathetic!" Then he glared at the waitress again.

The waitress immediately poured another glass and handed it to Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong froze for a moment, then took it again and drank it down in one gulp!

The wine glass used by Remy Martin is not a small wine glass like baijiu, but a large wine glass dedicated to XO. After drinking these two glasses, Yan Xiong felt his throat was on fire, and his internal organs were scalding hot.

I thought that Charles would stop if he asked the waitress to pour two glasses, but he didn't expect that Charles asked the waitress to pour five glasses in one go!

Yan Xiong held his breath and drank five cups in one go!

Then, he died!

Can't stand it anymore!

Charles looked at Yan Xiong's unbearable expression, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, this was a punishment for the old fox who was deliberately late!

"Inspector Yan, how does this fish head wine taste?" Charles raised his glass and asked Yan Xiong with a smile.

At this moment, Chen Zhichao, Han Sen, Lan Gang, and the two ghost police officers who accompanied the drink also saw that Charles was deliberately trying to make Yanxiong.

Of course Yan Xiong could see it too, his tears were choked up by the spirits, and he smiled apologetically, "It tastes very good! Cough cough cough! Thank you Superintendent Charles for the toast!"

Charles laughed, drank the wine glass in his hand, and then said to Yan Xiong, "Do you know that I actually like your Chinese saying the most, which is called baa, toast or not to eat fine wine!"

Yan Xiong shook his head, said with a wry smile: "To tell the truth, this penalty wine really doesn't taste good!"

"Hahaha!" Charles threw the wine glass on the table and laughed wantonly.

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"You guys know better than me what's going on in Hong Kong now!" Charles lit a cigar, staring at Yan Xiong with green eyes, Han Sen and Lan Gang said.

"Lei Luo wants to play with me, so I'll play with him! But I don't want to see you buried with him!"

"Superintendent Charles, what do you mean?" Yan Xiong asked cautiously, wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

Charles smiled defiantly, leaned back on his chair, and blew a puff of smoke at Yan Xiong: "You guys are making such a big fuss just to make me feel pressured and let the higher-ups suppress me, but have you ever thought about it, if you do this again? Go on, it is the garrison of our British Empire in Hong Kong that should be dispatched!"

Yan Xiong and the others were moved.

After all, Hong Kong cannot be chaotic, and Britain may really take the initiative to garrison troops at that time.

"So in the end you are still one word, lose! If you follow Lei Luo, you will lose completely!" Charles checked his words and knew that he had hit Yan Xiong and others' thoughts.

He changed the subject: "To tell the truth! This time I was actually just fighting with Lei Luo. He is the Chief Inspector Hua. He is so majestic that I don't even pay attention to him! For the three of you, there is Chen Zhichao and Inspector Chen, I have always wanted to make good friends and become friends!"

Yan Xiong's eyes flashed.

Lan Gang took out a cigarette and bit it on his mouth.

Han Sen fiddled with the lighter in his hand expressionlessly.

"As for the things that are circulating outside, I want to fire you and take away your power. It's all fake!" Charles pointed at Yan Xiong and others with a cigar in his hand, "I can use my personality to guarantee that I have never I thought about killing you guys!"