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Why is that?

Lin Xinyi simply asked, "Why not?"

"That kind of high school girl is too naive to be a partner for people like us."

"Just let her stand in the sun and be her angel..."

"If you are with her, she will delay you."

Belmode's answer still sounds a bit puzzling.

But Lin Xinyi vaguely felt that she seemed to really care about Mao Lilan who had nothing to do with her theoretically.

The phrase "she will delay you"... To him, it always felt like it was saying the opposite.

"This..." Lin Xinyi's eyes filled with doubt.

And Belmode doesn't seem to want to reveal too much.

When Lin Xinyi tried to ask another question, she, who always held the initiative in the conversation, brought the topic lightly:

"By the way, Gin should have told you, right?"

"I have one more thing to do when I come back this time... I will personally give you a code name."

As he spoke, Belmode quietly took Lin Xinyi's arm.

She turned her eyes to the side of the wedding venue, the tall wine cabinet full of various wines and said:

"It's just right, the wine here is very complete."

"myboy, come with me...you should have a new name."

Chapter 213 Lin Xinyi's Wine Name

The configuration of this wedding scene can be described as luxurious.

Although the wedding banquet was actually held in a cathedral, under the skill of the groom, Mr. Takasugi, he almost moved the cafeteria of a five-star hotel to the scene.

And beside this "restaurant", there is also a small bar with a complete range of wine and thoughtful service.

There are countless fine wines displayed in the rows of wine cabinets against the wall. These fine wines are placed row after row behind the transparent glass, and each bottle of wine is lit with soft and gorgeous lights.

Belmode took Lin Xinyi's arm and walked to the bar, looking thoughtfully at the dazzling array of wines on the wall.

Behind the bar, a waiter in a formal dress came forward respectfully: "Beautiful lady, what can I do for you?"

"Thank you." Belmode gently took off his top hat, showing a moving smile: "However, we need a little private space, is that okay?"

Although these words were actually to drive people away, under her elegant and gentle tone, it didn't sound offensive at all.

"As you wish." The waiter nodded slightly, and left the bar voluntarily, leaving a space for Belmode and Lin Xinyi to be alone.

"sit down."

Belmode gently pressed Lin Xinyi's shoulder and asked him to sit down at the bar.

And she herself walked around behind the bar and stood in front of the wall of fine wine, playing the role of the bartender.

"So…"

Belmode leaned forward on the bar, propped her chin with one hand, and brought her pretty face closer to Lin Xinyi.

She just looked at Lin Xin for a while, then smiled and asked:

"My boy, what would you like to drink?"

Lin Xinyi: "..."

Looking at the dazzling array of wines on the wall, he now seems to be sitting in the final exam room where he has skipped classes all year and has not reviewed, and he can't answer a single word.

What wine do you drink?how could I know…

I don't know any of these wine bottles that are all in foreign languages!

Lin Xinyi had a headache.

He originally thought that something like a code name should be an organization or Belmode, who would just pick one for him.

But unexpectedly, after Belmode came, he was still allowed to choose.

He can't even pronounce the names of those foreign wines correctly, and he can't even recognize them. How should he choose?

Can't we use domestic wine?

It doesn't matter if you listen to the soil... Anyway, as long as foreigners see Chinese characters, no matter what is written on them, they will feel tall.

Moreover, the code names are all in English. If he translates from Chinese to English and then translates from English to Chinese, he can listen to it very well:

For example, a snowflake could be called "snow"

Niulan Mountain can be called "boose mountain"

Sweet potatoes can be called "sweet potato"

……

Lin Xinyi was thinking wildly in silence.

But Belmode shook his head helplessly:

"You are still the same as before, you don't know anything about wine."

"As a mature man, this is not acceptable."

"I really can't choose." Lin Xinyi let go of the burden: "Teacher, you should help me choose."

"Hmm..." Belmode thought for a while, but he didn't just let Lin Xinyi go.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand." She seemed to be playful, and gave a suggestion with a smile: "Just follow your intuition!"

"That seems interesting too—"

"Among so many bottles of wine, relying on your own instinct, which bottle of wine would you choose first?"

"I..." Lin Xinyi hesitated.

Looking at the dazzling array of wines on the wall, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought:

Pick whatever you want...what will you choose?

Lin Xinyi's eyes wandered over the wine cabinet, and his eyes were almost dazzled by the flamboyant English written in artistic fonts on the bottles of foreign wine.

Anyway, I don’t know all of them, so just pick one.

He was thinking so...

Suddenly, among the strings of confusing English, Lin Xinyi found a brand that he could only recognize.

Not only is it recognizable, but it is also very eye-catching.

The name was imprinted on the bottle in a large, legible and unaffected manner:

"Trump??"

Lin Xinyi was a little stunned:

That comrade still makes wine?

Is this also a wine name?Can it be used as a code name?

Then this code name... is too suitable for an undercover agent.

Lin Xinyi suddenly had a strange feeling:

If he can get the code name "Trump", then sooner or later this organization will be destroyed by him from within.

"Ok?"

Belmode couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

Following Lin Xinyi's gaze, she saw the bottle of wine that seemed to be very unpopular placed in the corner of the wine cabinet:

"What you fancy...is this?"

Belmode took out the bottle of "Trump" wine.

After looking at the label of this bottle of wine for a while, she showed some disgust in her eyes:

"It seems that you really don't understand..."

"I chose something so tasteless."

Belmode shook his head helplessly, and put the bottle on the bar, seemingly not even interested in opening the bottle and trying it:

"This is just a third-rate wine brand created by a New York real estate developer."

"The bottle of Meritage dry red you picked is nothing more than an ordinary Bordeaux blend from the rice-producing region in terms of flavor and quality."

"This kind of wine has no background like his flamboyant rich second-generation boss."

"Only the red-necked nouveau riche in the south will drink this wine at the banquet."

As she spoke, she also recalled slightly:

"Speaking of which, I met that real estate developer at a reception before."

"This guy has mediocre abilities but is good at bragging. He doesn't look like a guy who has the ability to breed good wine."

"Eh..." Lin Xinyi couldn't help being a little shocked:

This teacher Belmode can still chat and laugh happily with that rich man?

It seems that her identity on the surface is not simple... At least, she has integrated into the circle of the upper class in the United States.

It's a pity that this Teacher Bei has no knowledge of people after all.

Now laughing people are vulgar and mediocre, but they don't know that many years later, even the director of the CIA is just a dog who relies on his flattery to get into position.

"Then..." Lin Xinyi asked tentatively, "Can I be called 'Trump'?"

"You want to be called Trump?"

Belmode was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud: