Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

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The top ten famous liquors—those that can wear the title of the top ten are all fierce competitors, having fought their way through hordes of enemies. It only takes a moment of carelessness to fall from the horse.

Even Chen Hua dared not take it lightly, feeling nervous as he saw the audience and judges sipping the liquor.

Ye Ling, however, was full of confidence in Longteng Liquor Industry, or rather, he was full of confidence in the mysterious well and in both the top talents at Huamei Group and Chen Hua.

As for the delegations representing the top ten famous liquors, they were even more confident. They are the long-standing representatives who have dominated the high-end Baijiu market for so many years.

Behind their lasting success naturally lies substantial heritage and taste that supports them, not easily looking down on any common liquor.

It was only Longteng Liquor Industry's "Wu Long Drunk" that filled them with concern—they had tried it on the market, and it was indeed astonishingly good.

But for them, there were still no worries about this competition because what they brought out were their factory's prized treasures, cherished for so many years.
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Half an hour passed, and the host coughed, checking the time: "Alright, time's up. I believe everyone has enjoyed their fill, haven't they?"

"Next, you will vote for the liquor you drank. Your support could very well change its ranking, so if you like it, don't hold back!"

"Come on, friends, pick up the cup of the liquor you think tastes best. Our waiters will cast the votes for these spirits!"

When the host finished speaking, the waiters all went up to the tables. Some people were straightforward, promptly picking out a liquor and handing it in—they were straightforward types.

Yet some were as indecisive as those with choice paralysis, constantly deliberating which to choose or which ought to be chosen.

Another ten minutes elapsed, and with all the votes cast, the host nodded, checking the results: "Now, the voting result is in my hands."

"However, we'll keep it confidential for the moment. Next, we have comments from the ten judges, who each wield great power, having ten points each, while the hundred audience members together hold a hundred points."

"As you can imagine, their selections are incredibly significant. Now, let's have the president of the Wine Association mention his favorite Baijiu and give his score!"

President Zhang Jiachen rose, clearing his throat lightly, smiling subtly at the delegates.

"The liquors I've tasted here can almost be called the leaders in the world of Baijiu, the very best. In terms of taste and other aspects, they are the finest."

"Of course, there must be a ranking. I will now give my personal opinion in the form of points. Of course, it only represents myself and nothing else."

"Also, it doesn't mean the liquors I don't score are bad, it's only a relative comparison."

Moutai Liquor Industry members sat below, smirking and folding their arms with utter confidence, their contemptuous gazes sweeping over everyone. Humph, you fools; I've already bribed.

The president, ah, holds a very high status. His words are almost always echoed by the Wine Association. To play this game with me? I'll play you all to death.

Having given gifts, he has to praise Moutai Liquor and give it ten points. As for the rest of you, just watch and see. That worthless Wu Long Drunk will soon be defeated!

"Next, I announce that my points will go to Moutai Liquor Industry!"

Zhang Jiachen gestured grandly, and the leader of Moutai stood up instantly, waving his hand and looking down on everyone arrogantly. But in the next moment, he was suddenly stupefied.

"My points will go to Moutai Liquor Industry, Jiannanchun Liquor Industry, Wuliangye Liquor Industry, Luzhou Laojiao Brewery, Fen Liquor Industry, Dong Liquor Industry, Xifeng, Gujing, Langjiu, Fenjiu—one point each!"

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After these words were spoken, the delegate from Moutai Liquor was suddenly dumbfounded, and then he burst into anger, "President Zhang, I'm gonna fucking kill you, you bastard, you took my money and dare to give the score to someone else!"

"Hey, you need to watch your language. Who took your money? I'm speaking based on the facts. You be careful, or I'll sue you for defamation."

Zhang Jiachen hurriedly said, very seriously, while the other nine liquor companies all had gloomy faces, "Damn it, this goddamned bastard, he took our money too."

Ye Ling's face was sullen, his eyes as sharp as long knives, "Bastard, what do you mean by this, ten points for ten, and there's none for us, is that it?"

Out of the eleven, only Longteng Liquor Industry was excluded. Ye Ling clenched his teeth in rage; it seemed this bastard truly took the money.

The delegates from the ten famous liquor companies felt played, each of them seething with rage, then they pinned their hopes on the next nine people.

"It's alright, I also gave a small sum of money to several other people, huh, bet you didn't see that coming, I cast a wide net to catch a big haul, you all are still too green."

The team leader from Moutai Liquor scoffed, and then Vice President Zhang Haidong stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone, "Your liquors, well, they are really not bad, not bad at all."

"At least this old drunkard couldn't find any faults, so I've decided that the liquor company I'm giving my scores to is..."

As he spoke, Zhang Haidong swept his gaze over the crowd and suddenly pointed towards Ye Ling's side, which took Ye Ling and Chen Hua by surprise. Not bad, kid, your aesthetic is on point.

"The liquor company I'm giving my scores to is, every company except for Longteng Liquor Industry gets one point!"

With those words, Ye Ling immediately stood up, cursing loudly, "You motherfucker, are you playing with me? If you're not giving me points, why the fuck are you pointing randomly? Point again and I'll fucking chop off your finger!"

One point per person again, this fucking routine. The delegates from the ten famous liquors were almost driven mad, it was just so fucking dark, a dark liquor association indeed.

I fucking gave you money, you promised to give us points, and you're handing out just one point to each? Are you treating us like beggars?

Ye Ling was even more furious, it was just so fucking dark. Chen Hua too was shaking with anger, while the reporters present were as if they had discovered a new continent.

"Longteng Liquor Industry faces a crisis; is it due to poor public relations or not keeping up with the widespread practice of giving gifts?"

"The Battle of Waterloo, Longteng Liquor Industry's Battle of Waterloo!"

"The rising star may die young, all in the name of customs."

In no time, all the reporters were furiously typing on their computers, sending out these impactful headlines.

Then, the other eight guests continued with their scoring. Ye Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck, do we even need to watch anymore? No need to guess, it's definitely going to be one point each, and we won't get a damn thing!"

And sure as hell, the eight guests, in turn, gave their points to those ten liquor companies, leaving none for Longteng Liquor Industry.

Ye Ling was infuriated, "Is it fucking necessary to be this dark? Can't they even put on a decent act? Do they even know how to keep up appearances!"

Aren't you afraid the netizens across the country will condemn you for this? It's just too fucking fake.

Ye Ling was desperate, and so were the delegates from the ten famous liquors. This is way too dark; they spent so much money just to get a mere ten points?