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Chapter 50: Guo Shaoming's Shock

The burgundy-red Buick Enclave rushed towards Tianxiang Tower at a thunderous speed. The four beauties in cheongsam at the door were frightened by the speed. The four beautiful women in cheongsam at the door were about to erupt in a burst of energy comparable to losing their virginity.

While screaming, the Encore suddenly stopped, moving and falling silent, showing the excellent performance of this off-road vehicle.

Qin Zheng patted the steering wheel with satisfaction: "Five hundred thousand dollars is not in vain!" He jumped down, followed closely by Xu Ping, who was holding a small wine jar.

Sister Li, the receptionist, was almost frightened. She patted her plump body tightly wrapped in a cheongsam and was frightened for a while. She looked at the parked off-road vehicle with fire shooting out of her phoenix eyes. She was so stupid. She can drive a good car.

Ah, he was acting wild at the entrance of Tianxiang Tower, almost embarrassing a beautiful woman like me in public. The other three beautiful reception guests also stared at the car door with cannibalistic eyes, waiting for the bastard inside to come out and kill him with their gazes.

all over.

Qin Zheng, who felt good, met the eyes of the four people. Although it was a nice thing to have four beauties paying attention, the unfriendly look in his eyes was too much for people to bear. He quickly took a few steps forward: "Haha, Li

Hello sister, um, is Uncle Ming here?!"

When she saw it was Qin Zheng, Sister Li's anger immediately disappeared. As a distinguished guest of Tianxiang Tower, this person certainly had the qualification to act wild at the door. A smile appeared on her pale face like a face change in Sichuan opera: "The boss is in the office, Mr. Qin, please hurry up."

Please come in, just go up when the boss says you are here."

"Qin Zheng is here, come in and sit down!" Guo Shaoming welcomed Qin Zheng into the office with a smile on his face, pointing to the small wine jar held in Xu Ping's hand: "This is the new bar of the wine shop?"

Qin Zheng nodded: "Yes, it just came out of the cellar today. Let's bring it here for Uncle Ming to taste." By the way, let me introduce: "This is Xu Ping, the person in charge of the winery. Old Xu is a first-class winemaker."

"Hello, Mr. Guo!" Xu Ping said, without waiting for Qin Zheng's signal, he placed the wine jar in front of Guo Shaoming.

Guo Shaoming laughed and said: "Master Xu is a master of wine country. I have to taste it."

Xu Ping thought to himself that this new wine is a recipe provided by the young master. At best, I am just doing the work of a worker. This wine has nothing to do with me, and I can't brew such a fine wine that is first-class in terms of smell and taste.

Just listening to the tone of the owner of Tianxianglou, let alone a first-class winemaker, even if he is not, he would say this. Doesn't this person care about the winemaking of Jiuqitai Winery at all?

Everyone has a dark mentality, and it is best for others to be worse off than themselves if they are unlucky.

In his forty years of life, Xu Ping had never drunk a wine as good as this new brew. He originally thought that even if the storage time was not long enough, even if the new wine had an attractive smell, the taste would not be much better. However, when he took the first sip, Xu Ping was shocked.

Before I had time to think too much, when I came to my senses, I had already drank every last drop of the bowl I poured out of my hand.

You can imagine the expression on Xu Ping's face at that time. Now this person obviously didn't care about Jiu Qitai's wine. Xu Ping also wanted to see the other person's expression after finishing the wine like him.

"Haha, then Mr. Guo must taste it!" Xu Ping smiled and opened the wine jar, and an alluring aroma wafted out.

Guo Shaoming is also a master of wine. When he smelled the aroma, he exclaimed: "Qin Zheng, your wine is extraordinary!"

Qin Zheng smiled and said, "It's not too late to comment after Uncle Ming has finished drinking." He grabbed the wine jar and poured a glass for Guo Shaoming.

In fact, Guo Shaoming didn't take his cooperation with Qin Zheng seriously at all, but the attractive aroma of wine and Qin Zheng's confident expression made him become a little serious: "Okay, but your uncle Ming is a strong drinker.

The smell of your wine smells quite like Duntai and Yanghe, but I have drank more now, and I think some home-brewed rice wine is still better. Qin Zheng, your wine won't be too difficult to conquer me."

Qin Zheng smiled and said nothing, Guo Shaoming said no more, picked up the wine cup and took a sip. At first, he felt a faint sense of meekness. Guo Shaoming's thoughts were nothing more than this, but when the idea first came up, he couldn't express it.

The feeling rose from the bottom of Guo Shaoming's heart.

A sip of wine slid down the throat and into the stomach. It was clear and sweet. There was a faint burning sensation in the esophagus, and the stomach was like a fire. It seemed that the whole person was about to burn, but then a faint refreshing feeling floated from the bottom of the heart.

It feels like eating a bowl of ice-cold mung bean soup in the dog days of summer.

One cold and one hot alternately rose, Guo Shaoming's head buzzed, his throat rolled, and the glass of wine suddenly bottomed out.

"Pah!" The wine cup was put down fiercely, and Guo Shaoming said without thinking: "Hurry, fill it up again!" After the urging voice blurted out, Guo Shaoming remembered that it was not at the wine table, but even so, Guo Shaoming glanced at Qin

Zheng: "Wait a minute, let me have fun first and then tell you how it feels?!"

Having said that, without waiting for Qin Zheng's consent, Guo Shaoming grabbed the wine jar and filled a glass, followed by the second and third glasses. In just a few seconds, Guo Shaoming drank three glasses in a row, waiting for the fourth glass.

When he saw Qin Zheng's expression that looked like a smile but not a smile, he blushed: "This, this..."

Xu Ping understood Guo Shaoming's awkward look. Half an hour ago, he was also eager to have a drink on the spot. Qin Zheng also understood Guo Shaoming's reaction after seeing Xu Ping's performance and chuckled: "Uncle Ming, wine

What I also want is that you can drink it anytime you want, but you have to tell me how it tastes first and whether it will be popular after it is promoted in Tianxianglou."

"Yes, yes, absolutely yes!" Guo Shaoming nodded quickly, "It would be unjust if this wine is not popular."

Guo Shaoming didn't know how to describe his mood at this time. He was shocked and surprised. He couldn't describe the feeling after drinking it. If he had to use one word, it would be ecstasy. Yes, ecstasy. At that moment, Guo Shaoming felt that he was

It felt like I had ascended to heaven, and every pore was filled with joy.

Tianxianglou also represents many brands of high-end wines, but none of them have the same feeling as when I drank it just now. If no one likes to drink such wine, Guo Shaoming would dare to chop off his head.

"That's good. Then Uncle Ming, I'll trouble you with the promotion!" Qin Zhengdao, "But I won't let Uncle Ming let you do this for me in vain. I'll give you a fifth of a one-pound bottle of wine."

A profit of one, haha, the production of this kind of wine is not enough at present, because the raw materials for making wine are relatively precious, so my price is this number!" Qin Zheng raised a finger and it was the number nine.

That's nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, Guo Shaoming thought to himself. For example, the highest selling price of high-end wine currently represented by Tianxianglou is also this number. Qin Zheng's new wine will be sold at the highest price as soon as it comes out. It's just a new wine.

This starting point is high enough, but if you think about it, not selling it at this price would be a disservice to the quality of the wine. He said, "It's no problem at all. Haha, by the way, what's the name of this wine?"

"Nine air platforms!" Qin Zheng said without thinking.

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