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"Oh? A lesson for me? Great! I'm really looking forward to it!"

Hearing this, Luo Kun immediately took off his suit jacket, revealing the large muscles on his arms.

It seemed that if Ye Fan couldn't prove the '82 Lafite was fake, Luo Kun was going to beat him until he cried for his daddy and begged for mercy on the ground.

"Ye Fan is actually going to teach Luo Kun a lesson, do you guys think Ye Fan really knows how to differentiate between real and fake Lafite?"

"Who knows! But I've heard that Su Ruoxue's husband Ye Fan used to work at a barbecue stall, not very promising. Probably he's just putting on airs here!"

"That's very possible! After all, Luo Kun's affection for Su Ruoxue is no secret, and Ye Fan, being Su Ruoxue's husband, must feel uncomfortable seeing another man so smitten with her."

For a moment, many people at the scene were whispering among themselves, almost all of them believing that Ye Fan was deliberately saying the '82 Lafite was fake with the purpose of irritating Luo Kun.

"Ye Fan, why have you gone mute? Weren't you going to teach me a lesson? Can't even let off a fart now?" Luo Kun asked impatiently.

"Don't rush!"

Ye Fan stepped forward, took out a bottle of Lafite from the box, and carefully inspected it before saying, "To identify the authenticity of a Lafite, it's actually quite simple; you just need to start from four aspects!"

"Oh? Which four aspects? Hurry up and speak, you seem quite the professional!" Luo Kun urged.

At that moment, Luo Kun's eyes were mocking; he stared at Ye Fan as though watching a fool who was jumping around for attention, not believing that Ye Fan really knew how to discern the authenticity of Lafite.

Qin Yue chimed in from the side, "Hurry up and tell us, we're all ears!"

"Ye Fan, are you confident?" Su Ruoxue couldn't help feeling nervous.

When she married Ye Fan years ago, she had heard that Luo Kun was so angry he spewed blood, and over the six years of her marriage to Ye Fan, Luo Kun would still occasionally call to harass her.

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Su Ruoxue was well aware that she had become an obsession for Luo Kun.

If Ye Fan really couldn't identify the authenticity of the '82 Lafite, Luo Kun might truly lash out physically at Ye Fan, which was the last thing Su Ruoxue wanted to see.

"Relax!"

Ye Fan gave Su Ruoxue an indulgent smile, then turned to the crowd and said, "Firstly, to discern the real from the fake Lafite, one has to look at the capsule on the bottle. The capsule is the easiest to recognize on a Lafite. Its design features a chateau on top, with the words 'Lafite-Rothschild' in the middle. The capsule in this picture is from the 80s to 2002, and the design is more or less the same."

"But what can make a difference is the color of the capsule, which varies slightly in shades of red. Gentlemen, please come forward and take a closer look. The Lafite that I am holding has a seal that is not red but brown. Just by this point alone, a professional wine connoisseur can declare this bottle of Lafite fake!"

At the fall of Ye Fan's words, everyone present was deeply shocked.

They had initially thought Ye Fan was merely posturing, but in a blink of an eye Ye Fan had provided an expert analysis from a professional wine connoisseur's perspective, which took everyone by surprise.

Especially Luo Kun and Qin Yue, the smiles on their faces instantly froze, clearly Ye Fan's words were beyond their expectations.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"It really looks brown, not red!" someone exclaimed after coming forward to take a look.

"Dammit! Could it be that our class president's '82 Lafite is actually fake, and he's been deceiving us on purpose?"

A trace of panic appeared on Luo Kun's face but vanished in an instant.

The next moment, Luo Kun feigned composure and said, "Nonsense. As everyone should know, brown is any color between red and yellow, also known as russet, coffee color, tea color, characterized by a moderate dullness and a moderate light gray."

"Think about it, this is an '82 Lafite, it's been decades. It's very normal for the color to change from red to brown!"

"That's right, I agree!" Qin Yue supported Luo Kun in tandem.

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"That makes sense!"

Many people at the scene nodded their heads, although the bottleneck foil was brown, brown does have a hint of red in it.

Seeing people nod, Luo Kun felt a surge of confidence. He stared at Ye Fan with a cold look and said, "Just this point alone cannot confirm that my '82 Lafite is fake. Aren't there three more points? Keep talking, or could it be that you've run out of things to make up?"

"I've run out of things to make up?"

Provoked by Luo Kun again, Ye Fan snapped his fingers with an easy air and said, "The second point in identifying an '82 Lafite is to look at the cork. The cork should have the vintage and Lafite emblem imprinted on it, with a vigorous and forceful script for the year '82, and the emblem should be extremely elegant—as if it were a piece of art that brings visual enjoyment!"

"However, the bottle of red wine I'm holding indeed has the '82 imprint and the Lafite emblem, but these emblems are high-quality forgeries, giving off a crude sense of déjà vu at first glance!"

As Ye Fan's words fell again, many people in the crowd stepped forward to take a closer look.

To their surprise, as Ye Fan described, the '82 Lafite in front of them did indeed have rough imprints and emblems, as if they were done in jest.

"Normal, this is too normal!"

Luo Kun defended himself desperately, "Lafite Winery produces countless bottles of Lafite wine each year. It's impossible for each one to be meticulously crafted. Besides, these are wines from decades ago. The production technology of Lafite Winery wasn't mature back then, so a little roughness is perfectly reasonable!"

"Perfectly reasonable? Ha! You really know how to argue!" Ye Fan scoffed.

The '82 Lafite is almost forty years old by now, but even in 1982, Lafite wine was already world-renowned, and the production technology at Lafite Winery was very mature.

After all, they specialize in their craft. How could a world-famous winery possibly release a batch of poorly packaged products?

Worried about being exposed, Luo Kun quickly changed the subject, "Stop blathering here. What about the third point? Speak up about the third point!"

"Ye Fan, what's the third point?" Su Ruoxue asked with great curiosity.

All eyes were locked onto Ye Fan in anticipation—they too wanted to hear what Ye Fan had to say about the third point.

Faced with everyone's stares, Ye Fan smiled and said, "The third point is quite simple—feel the label on the Lafite bottle. Lafite uses silkscreen printing for their labels, which gives a textured, raised feeling when touched. Ladies and gentlemen, you can pick up a bottle of wine and feel it—the label on this Lafite is smooth as new, obviously a fake that was forged not long ago!"

"Feel the Lafite label?"

Hearing Ye Fan's statement, many people at the scene started taking out the remaining bottles of Lafite wine from the boxes.

Upon careful touch, they indeed didn't feel the expected texture of an '82 Lafite; rather, it was very smooth, lacking any high-tech impression.

"Damn it! The more he talks, the more I feel these '82 Lafites are fake."

"Exactly! If it were one or two points, that'd be okay, but we're at the third point now; does Luo Kun even want to keep dodging the issue?"

"Don't talk nonsense! The monitor is from a family of scholars; he wouldn't lie to us!"

At this moment, the crowd was divided, with quite a few people becoming skeptical of Luo Kun, while a minority who were on good terms with him still believed in him.

"Lafite labels?"

At the mention, Luo Kun's face showed embarrassment; he truly couldn't find any reasons to refute this point.

Thus, Yao Kun's face twisted with ferocity as he yelled, "Hmph! Who knows if you just made up this third point? What about the fourth point? Spit it out, and if you dawdle, watch out, I'll knock out your front teeth!"

He adopted an air of disbelief, as if what Ye Fan had said lacked any basis and was entirely fabricated by him.

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