Zhao Jian, who is full of blood revived, tries to contact Lu Tingchen's contact information for several other people, but the result is not satisfactory. Two of them are on a business trip, and two of them have agreed to meet her, but the meeting will be arranged a few days later.

Zhao Jian knew that she could not place all her hopes on Lu Tingchen. Although she was willing to help her, she did not have the responsibility to help her solve the problem.

After just a little supper, she began to go online to investigate the liquor consumption in supermarkets, hotels and villas in the city.

The next morning, Zhao Jian set out. She didn't know the road, so she could only hold the mobile phone navigation at any time. Ji Shaoguang had got her a car and put it in the garage, but she didn't know anything. Driving was like a headless fly colliding in the city. It was more convenient than taking a taxi.

For two days in a row, Zhao Jian has been running at the counters of major supermarkets. However, the location of the counters is limited. It's not easy to change other wines or add her own. In particular, many supermarkets have their own specific supply channels.

At noon this day, she was explaining Jiuqu to the manager of a supermarket's wine cabinet, hoping that he could sell it first.

However, the manager of the wine cabinet is very stubborn, repeatedly stressed: "our supermarket has a specific supply channel."

"I know you have specific supply channels, but would you like to have a try? You just have a drink, and I'm sure you'll like it. "

She took Jiuqu liquor and disposable paper cup from her bag, poured one and handed it to him.

As soon as the wine is poured out, it has a sweet smell. It's not like the strong stimulation of Western wine. On the contrary, Jiuqu gives people a feeling of moistening things silently, which soon attracts passers-by to look at it.

The manager of the wine cabinet was quite surprised, because no matter from the taste of the wine or the packaging of the wine, we can see that this wine is a good wine, but I don't know why it came to the supermarket to promote it.

He was about to take it up for a taste when a chuckle came from his side.

Zhao Jian immediately looked up, but found a young man standing beside the cigarette counter not far from the wine cabinet, with a cigarette between his fingertips. The smoke slowly covered his face.

Zhao Jian's face suddenly turned black, because this person is not others, it is Ji Rufeng.

The manager of the wine cabinet obviously knows Ji Rufeng. To be more precise, although Ji Rufeng is not from the business world, his status as the successor of AM group makes people have to know him. What's more, he has a lot of attainments in the field of painting. Although it's not hard to find a painting, he can't be bought by ordinary people.

"Ji Shao." The manager of the wine cabinet came up quickly.

With one hand in his pocket, Ji Rufeng walks slowly. He looks at Zhao Jian. Zhao Jian frowns at him. What does this man want to do?

"Pa!"

The disposable paper cup with wine was thrown into the dustbin, as if to hear "Bata", and Zhao Jian's face was completely black.

Ji Rufeng picked up the bottle of wine on the table, looked at it, opened the cork and sniffed it. The hand holding the cigarette fanned gently. The taste of the wine suddenly became stronger, and then he put the wine back.

"Lingjia's industry?" He asked.

The manager nodded, "yes, we are under the banner of Ling."

"I'm quite familiar with your eldest lady." Ji Rufeng said again.

The bartender manager bows and says, "yes."

"How about doing me a favor?"

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