Is this a live broadcast of counterfeiting US dollars? Streamer, you are really a criminal!

Chapter 118 This wine is a bit off!
father!
My biological father—Ye Chen.

You've finally arrived.

I've prepared over a dozen girls for you, just waiting for you to throw a wild party tonight. Then, tomorrow I'll call the police and have you arrested.

For this moment, I've decided to sacrifice my own pride; I'm sure I'll lose face at the dinner table later.

However, I had already stepped down as CEO before leaving, and remained in that position until the banquet ended.

The Rolex Group will then send out the documents regarding my resignation.

To minimize the impact on the group's stock price.

But you, Ye Chen, are doomed!

Merck's general manager also did not believe that he could emerge unscathed from the battle against Ye Chen.

Then let me 'sacrifice' myself and get that bastard Ye Chen completely trapped inside the fence.

By the time--

I told the girls to report Ye Chen for sexually assaulting women.

Let's make this a global spectacle!

I still don't believe it—

How could your Chinese police not arrest Ye Chen?

This is a high-end business competition.

Local forces will always protect their own people.

As long as things don't escalate beyond control, there shouldn't be any major problems.

So, if we're going to do something, let's do something big and get Ye Chen arrested.

By the time Merck thought of this, he had already arrived at the hotel entrance.

He looked at Captain Chen and Ye Chen getting out of the car, his face beaming like a blooming chrysanthemum, and took the initiative to come forward and shake hands.

[Silence is Golden]: "This Merck general manager is quite interesting!"

[Heaven rewards diligence]: "Merck: 'I've long since given up!'"

[Ten Miles Sword God]: "So, Merck has already surrendered!"

【是春江大】：“What are you guys doing, 凸(艹皿艹)。

Most viewers felt that these white men should bow down to us.

Oh, what an honor!

So, we can finally hold our heads high and act like human beings. We should ask the anchor to show the demeanor of people from a great nation and not cause any trouble.

This is a time to help the white men get through this difficult period so that we can work together in the future.

As a result, a small number of viewers who saw this were so angry that they started spewing insults.

We can trust the power of the people, but we cannot trust their wisdom.

Mr. Wang and others who were watching the live stream immediately turned off the comments section.

What kind of style will it showcase?
What does "working together" mean?
We're going to kill that white guy!
If we could take back all of this high-end business, the profits would benefit everyone. These netizens just don't understand.

It seems they were unaware that Merck and his group were planning to prank Ye Chen at the banquet.

Never mind, their comments don't matter.

Ye Chen, watching Old Merck come over to shake hands like a lapdog, thought to himself, "You're hiding a knife behind your smile."

Are you pretending to be stupid?
Then I'll pretend too.

You can drink the fake Moutai slowly later.

"Mr. Ye Chen, let our group thank you for your technology!"

"That's something to be admired immensely! You're like a celestial being, a nuclear submarine in the sea, a nuclear-level weapon in the industry!"

"We have prepared this banquet today in the hope that we can find a way to survive amidst your fickle and capricious nature."

Merck led the way while praising Ye Chen.

Captain Chen, who was traveling with Ye Chen and responsible for protecting him, couldn't help but twitch his cheek. So lickable.

[Silence is Golden]: "Awesome, don't stop, keep talking."

[Heaven rewards diligence]: "Merck: 'Do I look like a sycophant to you?'"

[Ten Miles Sword God]: "Let me translate—Merck: 'Ancestor, please have mercy!'"

Viewers in the live stream, you're having a blast!

Good heavens, how many years has it been!
Even white, upper-class people are simps.

Most ordinary viewers are already excited.

A small number of viewers were speechless, just spamming the comments section, expressing their opinions.

This banquet is definitely suspicious; it's 100% a trap. Be careful, anchor!

As it turned out, Ye Chen was live-streaming and completely ignored them; he did this on purpose.

When Merck saw Ye Chen put his phone in his jacket pocket, he knew that Ye Chen was livestreaming in an attempt to drive down Rolex Group's stock price through the content of the stream—to make more money.

But gritting her teeth, she continued to flash a dazzling smile—

Waiting for today to pass—

They sent Ye Chen to the fence and made him use a toothbrush to clean the toilet.

"This way, please take a seat!"

"About, it's a problem with our group."

"There were rumors that our group had increased your reward!"

"That's right, it was our scumbag boss who did it."

"He's an old bastard, that's why he offended Mr. Ye Chen!"

"I wish him to be childless..."

Merck started by playing a truth-or-dare game, though it's unclear whether it was a personal vendetta.

Ye Chen and Captain Chen were taken aback. "You seem to be enjoying your scolding."

[Ten Karlov]: "It's definitely a case of settling a personal score and cursing the big boss behind him."

[Ruan Wenyue]: "If we don't speak up now, Merck may never have the chance to publicly criticize the big boss in his lifetime."

Even a small group of elite netizens were able to find out who had increased the bounty on Ye Chen.

It refers to the royal family of a certain European country.

The Rolex Group is their business.

Of course, high-ranking officials and corporations from various European countries have also invested, but their stakes are not large.

This time, Merck was really into cursing, and then he called over a dozen girls to sit on either side of Ye Chen.

"Sir, what do you think of us?"

"Master, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Two foreign women, speaking in a strange accent, moved closer to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen waved his hand, "Am I dreaming of returning to the Qing Dynasty?"

Hey you two, don't come any closer, your accents sound weird.

Upon seeing the foreign woman being driven away, Merck immediately and considerately took out a bottle of genuine Moutai, opened it, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye!"

"Everything is in the wine, I understand!"

"I'll drink first, you can help yourself!"

[Ten Mile Sword God]: "European Dionysus? Merck?"

[Ten Miles Sword God]: "Who leaked our 'core technology' to foreigners? Come out here!"

Merck is doing this because there are definitely Chinese people guiding him behind the scenes.

Ye Chen stood up, took the Moutai from Merck, turned around and took out a fake Moutai from his bag, placing it in Merck's hand, "Drink mine!"

"Well!" Merck hesitated a bit.

"I think mine is pretty good too."

Ye Chen smiled and handed the fake Moutai to Merck.
Merck grinned, wanting to get his bottle of genuine Moutai back.

Who doesn't know—

You, Ye Chen, used to sell fake Moutai.

If I were to drink this, wouldn't it be foaming at the mouth?

Ye Chen shook his head and put away Merck's bottle of genuine Moutai. "Mine is the same. If you don't drink it, you're not giving me face!"

【Smidas】: "These words sound familiar; my Chinese friends have said them too."

[Nguyen Van Nghi]: "They're treating you like a Japanese soldier, you Korean."

Merck's face looked like it was wearing a mask of pain.

Ye Chen said in a serious tone, "If you're not going to drink, then we can't talk today!"

"It's over just like that!"

"No no no!"

Merck picked up the fake Moutai, a bitter expression on his face. "I know it's fake, but I can't not drink it."

He took a deep breath, took a sip, and muttered, "It seems like the taste is a little off."

This doesn't taste like Moutai either.

Ye Chen made fake Moutai.

Isn't it supposed to taste like genuine Moutai?
This is not right.

(End of this chapter)