City's Best Divine Doctor-Chapter 1412 - 1411: Confronting the Real Owner

Ye Qiu, Zhou Wenting, Song Ying, and Louise were eating here, and that remaining counterfeit Viscount Red Wine wasn’t touched by any of them, leaving it as evidence.

Currently, the four of them were drinking that bottle of Lafite; Ye Qiu, Louise, and Zhou Wenting had all tasted it before. This Lafite was not counterfeit.

However, the Viscount Red Wine was indeed counterfeit, making it certainly unpleasant for the four to drink.

After about an hour and a half, Ye Qiu and the others were quite full.

Louise looked at Ye Qiu and asked, "Qiu, should we call the police now?"

"Let’s see how they handle it first. If they want to make a big deal out of it, that’s fine too."

Ye Qiu directly picked up a wine glass from the table and threw it to the ground—a sharp cracking sound echoed. The surrounding customers and the waitress all glanced over, assuming Ye Qiu accidentally knocked the glass over.

Unexpectedly, as others looked over, Ye Qiu picked up another wine glass and threw it to the ground again.

What’s going on?

A waitress hurried over and asked, "Sir, what’s wrong?"

"Bring your manager here."

Ye Qiu spoke coldly.

"Why call our manager?"

The waitress was puzzled.

However, she noticed this young man spoke French very fluently, with a Parisian accent, indicating he was either a local Chinese or an immigrant.

"Why? Why do you sell counterfeit wine?"

Counterfeit wine?

The surrounding customers gasped, looking over.

There was counterfeit wine being sold here?

Wine itself is extremely profitable, and selling counterfeit wine would be even more so.

"Sir, sir, how could our restaurant possibly sell counterfeit wine?"

The waitress said.

"Then call the police. It’s best for them to handle it!"

Ye Qiu was too lazy to say more.

This wine obviously came from here, yet they refused to admit it. Of course, if the police were called, and they verified that counterfeit wine was sold here, this place would certainly shut down or undergo reformation.

As a major tourist city, if such news emerged, it would definitely require significant reformation; otherwise, it would affect its global reputation.

Upon hearing Ye Qiu mention calling the police, the waitress appeared a bit nervous and said, "Sir, I’ll go call the manager."

The waitress left, and soon, a tall and robust French middle-aged man arrived, initially thinking someone had intentionally come to make trouble. However, seeing Louise and the others’ attire, they didn’t seem like ordinary people.

"Sir, I am the manager here, Edward. What can I do for you?"

"You’re selling counterfeit wine here. This is clearly another wine, yet you claim it’s the expensive Viscount Red Wine." Ye Qiu spoke coldly.

Counterfeit wine?

Edward’s expression changed, but he quickly composed himself and said, "Sir, you must have made a mistake, right?"

Ye Qiu didn’t know if the other was truly unaware or if the good wine had been swapped by the waitress. He could only say, "Then we have no choice but to call the police!"

Louise took out her phone, about to call the police, when Edward hurriedly said, "Sir, let’s discuss this. There’s no need to rush."

Actually, he couldn’t be sure the restaurant wasn’t really selling counterfeit wine.

But if it turned out they really were selling counterfeit wine, it would be troublesome.

"Sir, have you ever tasted Viscount Red Wine?"

Edward curiously looked at Ye Qiu and asked.

The surrounding customers also glanced over, contemplating whether this ordinarily dressed young man had really tasted Viscount Red Wine?

Viscount Red Wine is world-famous, the most expensive wine, and currently almost unavailable on the market.

Of course, if one spends over thirty thousand, they might be able to buy a bottle.

Seeing the puzzled looks around them, Louise said, "Edward, are you suggesting that my friend hasn’t tasted Viscount Red Wine, so he can’t confirm he’s tasting wine?"

Clearly, that’s what Edward meant.

Of course, the surrounding customers seemed to agree.

Right after Louise asked, although Edward didn’t respond, it was already clear.

The other party was not just dismissive; they underestimated Ye Qiu, unaware that Ye Qiu is actually the real owner of the Viscount Winery?

Louise wasted no words and directly dialed Paris police to report the incident.

"Miss, go ahead and call; our restaurant needs to prove we haven’t sold counterfeit wine anyway," Manager Edward said.

About twenty-five minutes later, the Paris police officers arrived in patrol cars and entered the restaurant, asking, "Who reported that this place sells counterfeit wine?"

"I did," Louise said.

Three police officers approached, and as Louise announced herself as Louise from the Gauthier Family, the officers’ demeanor instantly changed.

The Gauthier Family is one of France’s top fifty conglomerates, holding a very high position in politics. It’s evident this Miss Louise has significant status.

If she says counterfeit wine is sold here, there’s a high chance it’s true.

"Miss Louise, could you explain what you meant by reporting counterfeit wine being sold here?"

"It’s this bottle of wine. We ordered Viscount Red Wine, costing over thirty thousand per bottle, but upon tasting, it was nothing like the real Viscount Red Wine."

These three police officers hadn’t tasted Viscount Red Wine, but they had heard of it, so they couldn’t ascertain its authenticity.

However, if this young beauty before them is the young lady of the Gauthier Family, she must have tasted it.

"This is the evidence."

Louise said.

Edward wanted to take the remaining wine bottle. Hearing it was the Gauthier Family, he began to feel scared.

However, the half-empty wine bottle was in Ye Qiu’s hands, and Louise continued, "Not only that, the Viscount Red Wine itself is produced by my friend’s winery."

What? It was produced by her friend’s winery?

How is that possible?

Edward couldn’t believe it.

The officers, and even the surrounding customers, found it hard to believe. Louise said, "This is my friend, the owner of Eastern Castle, and the boss of Viscount Winery. How could he not know the authenticity of the wine he brews?"

Restaurant manager Edward nearly fainted upon hearing this.

If this is all true, then isn’t selling counterfeit wine hitting the real owner?

"Miss Louise, we’ll immediately contact relevant city government officials and reporters!" one of the officers said.

With Louise’s statement, investigation seemed unnecessary.

"I just don’t want counterfeit goods tarnishing the real Viscount Red Wine’s reputation. You officers must investigate this batch of counterfeit Viscount Red Wine thoroughly!"

"Yes, sir." The officer quickly replied.