Chapter 1039

According to the time and place of Mu Qingqing's sending, song Yanshu carefully cleaned up the wine cellar of his villa and took it to the restaurant.

The closer his heart beat to the restaurant, the more restless he felt.

"Mr. Song, please come here..." the waiter recognized song Yanshu when she just met him. Mu Qingqing is the supreme VIP here, and also one of the investment shareholders of the chain group, so she has already arranged everything.

Song Yan Shu was slightly stunned, and then followed the waiter's lead to the dining room box. In the past, it was also a restaurant, but seven years later, it has changed owners, probably because of poor management.

"Please wait a moment. Mrs. Mo hasn't come yet. Please call me if you need anything." The waiter is very polite to owe the body to say, and then in Song Yan Shu's sign, then back out.

The fragrant slices on the table are steaming with strong heat, and the sweet fragrance is blowing on the face, which seems to make the room warm a lot. But song Yan Shu's mind is not here at all. He has never tried to be so nervous. To be more exact, he is more like flustered.

Inside the box is a decorated mirror of Greek style. Song Yanshu gets up and stands in front of the mirror, finishing his tie a little.

The man in the mirror has been standing for a long time, but his skin is still bright and white, and there is no sign of age. There is a sharp coldness in the delicate facial features. Not thick and not light eyebrows root clear, slightly raised the appropriate arc, with a trace of rebellion.

Long and micro curly eyelashes, dark and deep cold eyes, evil and sexy. The face is so beautiful that people will fall if they are not careful.

It seems that seven years of time did not leave any erosion on this man, but added a bit of mature flavor.

A black Bentley stopped at the door of the restaurant. The door of the back seat was slowly opened by the waiter who had been waiting at the door for a long time. He held his hand above the door politely until Mu Qingqing got out of the car.

Mu Qingqing glanced at his watch inadvertently. The time was just right, and there were still five minutes to go before their appointed time.

"Mrs. Mo, your friend has been waiting for an hour. In your exclusive box, I'll send someone to take you in..." when the manager at the door saw Mu Qingqing, he immediately went to greet him, and then ordered the service staff to lead the way.

Mu Qingqing was stunned and looked at the manager's smiling face in an incredible way, "what? An hour? "

The manager did not know the so-called flash, but nodded, raised the watch on his wrist and said, "well... Exactly, it's an hour and eight minutes... Yes..."

"I know." Mu Qingqing frowned. Song Yanshu arrived an hour earlier than the appointed time, which made Mu Qingqing feel uncomfortable.

Seeing Mu Qingqing walk into the box, song Yanshu subconsciously gets up and tears out an unnatural smile, "you're here."

"Well, when did it arrive?" Mu Qingqing nodded with a stiff smile and asked casually.

Song Yanshu's expression is indifferent, just lightly shrugged his shoulders, sat down, "not for a long time."

"Oh..." Mu Qingqing's eyes were in a trance. She raised her hand and picked up the cup and drank the cold tea in front of her. Cold Xiangpian tea lost most of the aroma, only the temperature was particularly obvious, with a trace of cold all the way into the stomach, cold whizz people not only a shiver.

After ordering a set meal, song Yanshu handed the red wine he had prepared in advance to the waiter, "open this one..."

after that, he looked back at Mu Qingqing, "the aftertaste of this wine is not so sour, with a faint flavor of rose fruit, you should like it."

Mu Qingqing nodded with a smile, "OK, then try this wine."

The waiter is used to seeing good things in a high-end restaurant. When he looks at the red wine in his hand, he can't help but shine. Then he looks at Song Yanshu in an incredible way, and confirms again with some huff and puff, "are you sure you want to open this wine, sir?"

"Of course, what's the problem?" Song Yanshu asked a little puzzled. He didn't realize what was wrong.

"If you'd like to say a little more, this wine is Philip from Horton winery in '85?" The waiter asked in a low voice, soft and modest.

Song Yan Shu nodded, "yes!"

Hearing song Yanshu's words, the waiter couldn't help sighing in his heart, "it's said that there are only three bottles of this wine left in the world, and it was once carried to millions at the auction last year. This is how you're going to open such a precious wine? "

At first, Mu Qingqing didn't pay attention to it. When she heard the waiter's words, she turned her eyes to the wine bottle in his hand. She had no research on wine. On weekdays, if there was no necessary occasion, she would rarely drink wine. However, with a million bottles of red wine, Mu Qingqing is very interested in seeing.

Song Yanshu tugged at the corners of his mouth and said lightly, "any wine, only at the moment of its entrance, can play its most precious value. As for the market price, it's just boring people doing boring things. I'm not interested to know, and it's just opened...""I don't know much about red wine. I'm a waste of your heart." Mu Qingqing laughs jokingly. She doesn't mean to be distressed or intend to stop it, because millions are just a little change even for song Yanshu.

"It doesn't matter. I'm not an expert either. I want to drink good wine because I don't know how to drink wine."

With that, song Yanshu waved to the waiter, "open it!"

"Yes, just a moment, please." The waiter, holding the wine bottle in his hands, walked out of the dining room box. I can't help but sigh that the Three Outlooks of the rich are different from those of ordinary people. If they own such a valuable red wine, they must be hidden in the safe as family heirloom.

but this wine has only three pieces in the world. So how can song Yan Shu tell the aftertaste and the front tune so accurately? When the waiters were sighing with the colleagues on the side, the manager also came to see the magic red wine.

Hearing the waiter say this, the manager knocked him on the head, "fool, because two of these three bottles were collected by song Yanshu at the auction eight years ago!"

The waiter half opened his mouth and was shocked not that song Yanshu had received two bottles of wine, but the two red wines that could buy a villa in Jiangcheng. Song Yanshu really bought them for drinking.