"Miss, is there something wrong with the wine you're drinking?"
"Don't you already know if there's a problem?"
Ning Che crossed her long legs, exuding the air of an aristocrat with every gesture.
In the presence of Ning Che's strong aura, the female server clearly didn't know how to cope.
"Our wines are all sourced through legitimate channels, with complete customs procedures. There can't be any issues."
Ning Che raised an eyebrow, staring directly at the server, "So you mean I have a problem, that I can't tell good wine from bad?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant."
The female server became even more flustered, struggling to speak clearly.
Under Ning Che's high-pressure presence, she didn't even know how to respond.
"Alright, I don't want to make things difficult for you. Go get your boss."
Hearing this, the female server felt a weight lifted off her shoulders.
"Okay, okay, I'll go get them right away."
