Chapter 17

When Su Ziyue was in etiquette class, she knew some knowledge about red wine. Naturally, she knew that the 1870 Lafite was the top red wine in the world, and its market value was almost a million.

Although one million is a trivial matter for the Su family, the Su family will definitely not give it to her.

"How much?" Su Ziyue asked with a difficult expression.

The waiter was already crying: "Our boss bought it for 800,000..."

Su Ziyue looked at the waiter crying with tears all over her face, she looked very pitiful, although she couldn't afford it, but she was the young lady of the Su family, but for the waiter, it was a devastating debt.

The movement here has alarmed other people, and the foreman has already come over: "What's going on!"

The foreman came over to see the scene, and his face turned pale on the spot: "How did you do it! Are you trying to kill me!"

Su Ziyue couldn't see it, and stood in front of the waiter: "Don't blame her, I didn't look the way and bumped into her, I am fully responsible."

Only then did the foreman see Su Ziyue's face clearly, disdain flashed across his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he put on a smiling face: "So it's Ms. Su, I feel relieved with Ms. Su's words, but, you know How precious this red wine is, we have to ask the boss for instructions."

"Hmm." Su Ziyue felt that there was nothing wrong with her words.

Yuhuang Palace is a high-end club opened in Yunzhou City in recent years, but it has occupied the leisure and entertainment market in Yunzhou City very quickly.

This is a veritable gold-selling cave, and countless rich and powerful children use consumption in Yuhuang as a status symbol.

However, the boss behind the scenes became a fan.

Su Ziyue admired this boss quite a lot, and was also very curious about this behind-the-scenes boss, but he didn't know if he would be able to see him today.

Su Ziyue patted herself on the head, what time was it, and was still curious about the boss behind the scenes, she should be worried that she would be in debt for the rest of her life.

Soon someone came to clean up the scene. Su Ziyue was sitting on the sofa in the rest area, with worry flashing across her face. There was a large amount of red wine stains on her clothes. At first glance, it looked like blood.

Not long after, a series of footsteps approached from far away.

Su Ziyue stood up nervously.

A tall man in a Baonan suit came over, with a high nose bridge, blue eyes, and a Westerner.

The man looked Su Ziyue up and down, interest flashed in his eyes, and then he handed out a business card very respectfully: "Hi, I'm Nanchuan."

The Chinese is very standard, and there is no problem with pronunciation.

Su Ziyue was confused, but politely reached out to take the business card: "Hello, my name is Su Ziyue."

"Miss Su." Nan Chuan nodded: "Miss Su is very beautiful, and her name is also nice."

"..."

So, how much does she have to pay?

"Well, red wine..." Su Ziyue felt that Nan Chuan looked at her a little strangely, as if he was looking at a novel thing, as if he was... very curious about her.

"Oh, red wine!" Nan Chuan suddenly realized: "Since it's Miss Su, then 1 million."

Su Ziyue frowned: "Isn't it 800,000?"

When Nan Chuan heard this, the smile on his face shrank slightly, and he curled his lips in disapproval: "When our boss bought it back, although it only cost 800,000 yuan, he gave up a non-profitable contract to the collector in exchange for it. , and, now, there is only one bottle of Lafite from 1870 in the world.”

Nan Chuan's words are very reasonable, but she really can't afford one million now.

"Su Ziyue."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded not far away.

Su Ziyue turned her head sharply, seeing that Qin Muchen was being asked, her eyes lit up: "Qin Muchen, why are you here?"

Qin Muchen walked in a hurry, as if he came here in a hurry. Seeing the red wine stains on Su Ziyue's white shirt, his expression sank: "What's going on? Where did you get hurt?"