Chapter 627

Wine, like beauty, needs to be appreciated.

Otherwise, it will lose its value of existence.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, no one appreciates her. She dares to pursue her. She can only let the years kill the pig and urge her to grow old. Then she is sad.

In the same way, no matter how high the value of wine is, it is also used to be drunk, otherwise it will not be of any use.

Lao Jin understood all the reasons Li Nanfang said.

But he couldn't see where Mr. Li was worthy of this kind of wine.

But Li NanFang's next words made Lao Jin feel that he had to face him squarely: "if this bottle of 60 year old wine is sold at a price or put at an auction, it will cost at least 10 million per bottle."

Old Jin Lianlian nodded: "yes, yes, at least 10 million yuan. Huazong bought it from Guizhou three years ago at a price of 10 million per bottle. Tut Tut, Mr. Li, I didn't expect you to be an expert. "

Li Nanfang is not polite: "of course, I am an expert here, and the grade of" Xing "is much higher than you spend."

Lao Jin is in high spirits. May I ask Mr. Li what he said.

Li Nanfang poured another cup and gently shook it in his hand: "if I were you, I would drink five bottles and leave only one bottle."

Lao Jin blinked, showing his ignorance.

He really couldn't understand why Li Nanfang said that.

With a sigh, Li Nanfang raised his hand and lit Lao Jin falsely. His face was full of hate for iron but not steel: "do you know what it means to be rare?"

Lao Jin suddenly realized.

What, even a brick, as long as its quantity is too small, its own value will rise.

Maotai, the 10th anniversary of the founding of the people's Republic of China, is estimated to have few bottles in the world, so this box of wine can reach as high as 60 million.

But in Li NanFang's opinion, the number of six bottles in a box is still a little more.

If you drink five bottles and leave only one bottle - then this bottle of wine may be unique, and its value will soar. Once it is sold to the public, it would be nice to buy half of the 60 million you could have bought a box.

Why not drink good wine and sell it at a higher price?

Anyway, in addition to Li Nanfang, who is a peony eater, even the richest man in the world seems reluctant to drink 10 million yuan in a few cups, right?

Then that bottle of wine will be kept forever and the price will be higher and higher.

It's very simple to say that rarity is the most important thing. Everyone knows it, and Lao Jin knows it, too. But he never dared to think about it before. He would drink a good wine with a price of 10 million yuan per bottle.

Now, after listening to Li NanFang's speech, I feel very happy. I put up my thumbs and stare at the wine on the table. I can't stop swallowing my throat. My flattery is loud: "listening to you is better than reading for ten years. Mr. Li, do you mean it's better to drink all five bottles of wine? "

Li Nanfang nodded: "yes, that's what I mean."

"Then --"

Lao Jin swallowed his saliva and said with a flattering smile, "can I, can I accompany you and taste the taste of jade juice? In this way, I also have the capital to boast with others. Ha, ha, who has ever drunk ten million level wine

Li Nanfang shook his head and gave a straightforward answer.

Lao Jin was stunned and asked, "you, didn't you say you wanted to drink five bottles?"

"Yes."

"But you don't seem to be able to finish five bottles yourself? You know, after 60 years of storage, these wines will be very strong. "

"Oh, so you are worried that if I drink too much, I will hurt myself."

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean."

Lao Jin nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Do you think I'm stupid enough to drink all five bottles today?"

Li Nanfang rolled his eyes, sneered and said, "cut, pack the rest for me. I'll take it. I'll take it home. Lao Jin, Lao Jin, you don't have to pee to take care of yourself. You don't look like you can drink ten million level wine. "

Lao Jin's face suddenly turned into a bitter hatred.

Li Nanfang is playing with him because he doesn't listen to his orders.

But he didn't dare to fart. He had to bear it and smile. What else did Mr. Li tell him? If he didn't, he should be busy. After all, as the lobby manager, he is also very busy.

Mr. Li has three orders.

First, it's said that all the Zijin cards of the Seven Star Club will be free to eat and play after they come. They will not spend any money on how long they eat and how long they play,

One, please.

Remember, the one with the highest serial number.

The purple gold card after ten figures will make Mr. Li feel shameless.

Second, send a line of beautiful girls to serve Mr. Li.

Last night, he spent the whole night in enlightening the general manager of flowers. He should know how to cherish life and not want to die young and light.

Said the saliva all dry, only finally lets the flower total, has rekindled the hope to the life.

Can you not be tired?

Can not find a row of beautiful girl, to give him a good shoulder hit back, digestion fatigue?

Third, Mr. Li hopes that when he wakes up from Meimei's sleep, he will see a brand-new, navy blue stand collar Zhongshan suit.

Compared with the first two demands, Li NanFang's last one is almost nothing.

"Fourth."

Just as Lao Jin nodded and turned to leave, Li Nanfang held out his fourth finger.

"Mr. Li, you said just now that you only have three orders," Lao Jin said politely

Li Nanfang turned his eyes again and said coldly, "did you hear me wrong?"

"Yes, yes, I heard it wrong. I'm sorry, Mr. Li. Please go on with your orders. "

Lao Jinlian nodded his head, raised his hand and touched his face. The fingerprints after the slap still had a clear hot taste.

"Fourth, during my sleep, I'll find some clever brothers and go outside to find out what's happening. Let me know when I wake up. "

"Remember."

"Remember, let's go. Why are you still standing here? Do you want to drink?"

"No, No."

Shaking his head, Lao Jin turned and went in a hurry.

In addition to the following three requirements, Mr. Li can make his own decisions. The first one, as well as the fact that Mr. Li wants to pack Maotai away, must immediately report to Secretary Bai and listen to Mr. Hua's final instructions.

Some people are born cheap.

Li Nanfang felt that Lao Jin must be one of them.

At the beginning, boss Li talked with him, but he didn't listen.

As a result, I don't know who slapped me in the face, which changed the stubborn idea of not treating the village head as a cadre. No matter what he was told to do, he did it obediently.

It's not cheap. What is it?

Soaking in a comfortable bathtub, feeling the surf like undercurrent caress under him, Li Nanfang put his feet on the silk like legs of two beautiful girls, sighed and nodded.

Immediately, a beautiful girl who held his head in her plump arms and used herself as a pillow for him immediately raised her hand, took the white porcelain goblet produced by Jingdezhen from her companion's hand and put it on his mouth.

Li Nanfang opened his mouth - my sister slowly poured the wine into his mouth, then raised his chin, gently assisted him, and swallowed the wine in his mouth.

Then, a piece of tripe was held by silver chopsticks and put in his mouth.

Of course, Li Nanfang will eat it only with the help of his younger sister.

In the course of his drinking and eating, the four girls who repaired his feet and pinched his two arms did not stop at all.

There were seven girls waiting on him in the big bathroom.

There is also a piano player in the living room outside the door.

The sound of the piano is Jingdong, elegant and beautiful.

According to Li NanFang's visual inspection, none of the eight beauties is more than 25 years old.

No matter which one, walking on the street is 100% turn back, tall, beautiful appearance, plus outstanding temperament, I don't know how many times higher than those so-called actresses.

But now the eight immortals, who are rarely seen by ordinary people, are all wearing light gauze skirts, and the stars gather around him like the moon. They serve him as the servant girls of all generations serve the local rich man.

All the beauties wear white gauze skirts in vacuum, especially the one who is soaked in the bathtub with him. The clothes are tightly attached to the body, just like nothing.

Any man, when being served by so many beauties, will have an instinctive reaction.

It's no shame. It's normal.

If Mr. Li does not put up the flagpole, then he is not normal.

At last, Lao Jin was able to do things. When he led these beauties in, he said frankly that these eight people were the best selected by the club. Each one was original, and the one with the lowest diploma was also a Big Ben.

Li Nanfang can be strange, diploma and beauty charm, how much money relationship?

Is it true that the higher a woman's diploma, the more attractive she is?

This is pure farting. There's no need to pay attention to it.

I believe these girls know very well that when they are selected to serve Li Nanfang, they should be ready to die.

Of course, Li NanFang's function is so powerful, but if you want to fight against Bamei with one person's strength, it's just a dream.

But he can "taste" every one of them and put his brand on them.

However, Li Nanfang disdains to do such a bad thing.

When he was in the golden triangle, he met Alice because he was drunk, so he had to make arrangements for her to return home. What's more, there were eight more at once?

If you really want to touch it, you have to kill him?

If you don't have a headache, the pain will rise in that place. In order to ignore the pain, boss Li only uses ten million level wine to get drunk.

When people get drunk, they don't have to pay attention to these troubles.

The stamina of ten million level wine is not something that people who are not immune to alcohol can enjoy.

After two bottles of wine, Li Nanfang, whose back pillow is in the valley with good elasticity, snores evenly and sleeps deeply.

The sun slants to the West.

In a park, the northwest wind mixed with obvious cold air, whistling through the woods, there are yellow leaves falling from the branches.

It's spinning.

A fallen leaf floated past Li Muchen's eyes. Just as she was about to be swept by the wind to the water surface of the small lake in front of her, she suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched it with two fingers that were more beautiful than bamboo shoots.

There was a rapid sound of footsteps behind her. When she was two meters away, she stopped.

Wearing a black felt hat on his head, a black windbreaker on his body, and black high waisted riding boots on his feet, Li Mu Chen didn't turn his head back. His red lips gently opened: "say."

"It's strange."

Lin Han raised his head slightly and said in a low voice, "what happened in the seven star club last night was like never happened. There was no movement in the Lin family, and there was no response from the big families. The only thing that caused a stir was vice Bureau Wang of Dongcheng District, who was invited to the relevant departments for tea in the afternoon. "

"Where is the Seven Star Club?"

Li Mu Chen asked.