Xu Qingtai was quite knowledgeable and was shocked when he heard about 1,000 boxes of Maotai wine.

The ex-factory price of 4 yuan per bottle is 48,000 yuan for 1,000 boxes. This is definitely not a small amount in 1980, especially for personal expenses.

But when he heard Chen Xia's last sentence, he immediately figured out the joints of the market for 10 years.

"Haha, it seems that your adults are very optimistic about the future of Maotai Liquor and the social development of our country."

"My adults believe that our country will only get better and better in the future, and people's lives will become richer and richer, and Maotai wine has collection value."

"Okay, I'll make the decision on 1,000 boxes of Maotai wine. I'll write you an approval note right away, but the price cannot be discounted, and you have to solve the transportation yourself. How about it?"

Chen Xia was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, after a small appendicitis surgery, he got 1,000 boxes of Maotai wine. If he had known that he had been useless for so much thought, the reborn people are indeed lucky.

"That's so thankful to Uncle Xu, but my adults said that as long as the Maotai wine produced this year, it is packaged with cotton paper."

"Hehe, Yiyiyi. By the way, you live in the guesthouse, right? I will be the host tonight, so uncle will invite you to have a meal."

Xu Qingtai wrote down a note, signed his name, and typed a private seal.

Chen Xia felt that what he was holding was not a note, but hundreds of millions of yuan. Even if he accomplished nothing in the future, as long as he put some wine out regularly, it would be enough for him to be rich for the rest of his life.

In order to avoid the long night and the dreams are too high, Chen Xia ran to Maotai Liquor Factory.

Xu Qingtai had already called and someone was receiving him at the factory gate. He first went to the financial place to pay the money, and then went to the warehouse to pick up the goods with the receipt and release letter.

Because of the face of Deputy Director Xu, the warehouse management supervisor also gave him face and specially asked Chen Xia to visit the warehouse.

Because Xu Qingtai's note clearly stated that as long as the Maotai wine produced in 1980 was asked Chen Xia to confirm it personally.

"Comrade Chen, you see, this pile was produced in 1974, this pile was produced in 1977, and the least one was produced in 1978. The Maotai wine you want was produced in 1980 is still behind..."

"Hey, Manager Zhang, why is the packaging of this Maotai liquor different?" Chen Xia pointed to the Maotai liquor produced in 1978, and always felt that an inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, but he couldn't catch it no matter what.

"It's a bit different. Look, this one has five stars printed on the packaging. We jokingly call it the Three Dajie Min Maotai wine in the industry, but the quantity is not large."

"The Three Great Legs, local government camps, Dafeitian, yes, this is the Three Great Legs, Maotai Liquor in 1978, and the future appreciation space is greater than that in 1980. Oh, there is also the Big Leaf Sunflower Maotai Liquor in 1976."

Chen Xia slapped his head and entered the Maotai wine warehouse. He was like a mouse entering the rice jar. He wanted this and that. This feeling of wanting but not getting it made him feel so painful.

Chen Xia took Director Zhang's hand and took out two cigarettes from his bag while there was no one on the left and right.

Manager Zhang became nervous at a glance.

"Little brother, this is not OK, this is not OK. I dare not ask you to get an extra box of shaved wine. This is a mistake."

"No, Brother Zhang, you are my biological brother. Listen to me, I won't get more. I just want to exchange a few boxes of Maotai wine from other vintages. The total number is still the same. Brother Zhang, you are eased."

Manager Zhang's tense nerves finally relaxed. He is a principled cadre. How could someone please withdraw Maotai liquor at will? There are a few boxes on the receipt, that is, a few boxes, and one more box is not enough.

But what's the difficulty of changing a few boxes of Maotai wine from other vintages?

This is also because Chen Xia took it for granted. Maotai in 1980 is far less than the "self-righteous" aura of later generations. In other words, the usual wine is a little more expensive.

Chen Xia is not greedy either. The Maotai liquor inventory in 1976 and 1978 was not much. If he had taken it all in one fell swoop today, Manager Zhang would probably not be able to pass this level.

And even if it is given to him, there will be no circulation in the market and no one will speculate in the future, so it will be in the hands.

In 1976 and 1978, the reason why Maotai liquor in 1980 was so popular in later generations was because of the scarcity of packaging, or if Maotai liquor in recent years could be immortal after drinking it?

To put it bluntly, some people are still doing it, and some capital actions are not in line with the actual value of Maotai Liquor.

So Chen Xia finally took 50 boxes of 1976, 1977 and 1978 each, and the rest were 1980 matte wines.

Manager Zhang was very happy. It wasn’t a big deal to change a few boxes of Maotai wine. In addition, he was with Deputy Director Xu, so of course he was compatible.

Finally, he sent the Buddha to the west and helped him transport the wine to a wasteland outside the town. He used several trucks to get the matter done and delivered it wherever he said he would.

After Chen Xia put all the matte liquor into the space hospital, the mission was successfully completed on this trip to Guizhou. 1,000 boxes of precious matte liquor were placed in the space hospital, and the two rooms were piled up directly.

Chen Xia doesn’t like drinking, his favorite is Fatty Joyful Water.

But as long as a normal man, how can he not love women and money?

These shaved wines are all money. Not to mention the wife book, I will even have a 3rd and 4th book in the future.

Chen Xia, who was in a happy mood, was completely drunk at the banquet that night.

After waking up in the morning, Chen Xia kept cursing: "Who said that he couldn't drink Maotai wine and didn't have a headache after waking up? This soft article is so deceptive."

Suddenly he saw a girl raising her side by the bed, wait, a girl?

Chen Xia thought she had hallucinations before she woke up, and the only girl who could take care of her was Gu Lin. But isn’t Gu Lin in Yuezhou? Do you want her to have hallucinations too much?

While Chen Xia was thinking about it, she gently reached out and touched her hair. The girl suddenly raised her head.

"Chen Xia, you're awake!"

It's Xu Yuan.

No matter how stupid Chen Xia was, he knew that Xu Yuan must have a good impression of him, which made him scratch his head a little.

Because the two have too much difference in identities, Xu Yuan's future marriage will not be decided by her. Her lover must find a family of equal status. She will definitely not be a small ordinary worker in a small 18th-tier city.

Just like Lin Danqiu's identity is not simple.

The reason why he couldn't have the slightest idea of ​​resistance was not inferiority, but because he was afraid that he would still have no results if he devoted himself to his feelings in the future.
Chapter completed!