"Damn, fifty-year-old Moutai! That must be incredibly expensive, right?"
"More than expensive! You probably can't even buy it, no matter how much money you have."
"Man, comparisons are odious. Look at Wanshan, and then look at us... We're not even in the same league."
"With a son-in-law like that, what more could you ask for?"
The guests were overcome with envy.
Hearing her husband being praised, Shen Yue was incredibly smug. She crossed her arms and said, "A mere fifty-year-old Moutai is nothing to my husband! He's now the head of the personnel department at the Songshan Education Bureau. If you want to make a living in Songshan's education circles, you have to get past my husband first!"
"Wow, Yueyue really found herself a good husband!" the guests exclaimed, all giving a thumbs-up.
Even Shen Yao was feeling a bit jealous. Zheng Qiang might earn a lot, but at the end of the day, he was just a chef.
