Strongest Guard

Fine wine, like a beauty, has to be appreciated.

Otherwise, it will lose the value of its existence.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is high above her all day long, no one appreciates and dares to pursue her. She can only let the pig-killing knife of the years make her grow old with a single knife, then she is pathetic.

In the same way, no matter how valuable a good wine is, it is also used to be drunk, otherwise it will not have any use.

Lao Jin understood all the truths Li Nanfang said.

It's just that he can't see where Mr. Li is worthy of drinking this kind of wine.

But Li Nanfang's next words made Lao Jin feel that he must face him: "If this bottle of fine wine, which has been in stock for sixty years, is sold at a price or put on auction, it will cost at least 10 million per bottle. "

Lao Jin nodded again and again: "Yeah, yeah, at least ten million yuan. It took three years to buy it from Guizhou at a unit price of ten million yuan per bottle. Tsk Tsk, Mr. Li, I didn’t expect it. You are an expert in this."

Li Nanfang was not polite: "Of course I am an expert in this field, and the level of my profession is much higher than yours."

Lao Jin is full of energy. May I ask Mr. Li why he said this.

Li Nanfang poured another glass and shook it gently in his hand: "If I were your spender, after buying this box of wine for 60 million, I would drink five bottles, leaving only one bottle."

Lao Jin blinked his eyes, showing his ignorance.

He really didn't understand why Li Nanfang would say that.

With a sigh, Li Nanfang raised his hand and ignited Lao Jin, his face full of hatred for iron but not steel: "Do you know what is rare and expensive?"

Lao Jin suddenly realized.

What, even if it is a brick, as long as its number is so small that its value will rise prematurely.

Moutai, which celebrated the 10th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, is estimated to be unable to find a few bottles in the world, so this box of wine can only reach 60 million.

But in Li Nanfang's view, the number of six bottles in a box is still a little too much.

If you drink five bottles and leave only one bottle—then this bottle of wine may be unique, and its value will rise sharply. Once it is auctioned off, it would have bought a box of 60 million, which can be bought. Half of it is good.

You can drink fine wine and sell it at a higher price. Why not do this?

Anyway, with the exception of Li Nanfang who chews peony, even the richest man in the world seems to be reluctant to drink 10 million in a few glasses, right?

Then the bottle of wine will be kept forever, and the price will get higher and higher.

The reason that things are rare is very simple, everyone knows it, and Lao Jin knows it too, but he never dared to think about it before, and would drink a bottle of fine wine with a unit price of 10 million.

Now, after listening to Li Nanfang's words, he feels awkward. He put his thumbs up and stared at the wine on the case table, his Adam's apple couldn't help swallowing, and the flattering rattle shook the sky: " Listening to the Lord’s words is better than reading for ten years. Mr. Li, you mean, it’s best to drink all five bottles of wine?"

Li Nanfang nodded: "Yes, that's what I meant."

"that----"

Lao Jin swallowed fiercely, and smiled flatteringly: "I, can I accompany you and taste the taste of Qiongye Yuye? In this way, I also have the capital to brag with others. Ha, ha, who can drink Over tens of millions of fine wines."

Li Nanfang shook his head and answered simply.

Lao Jin was stunned, and asked eagerly, "You, didn't you say you want to drink five bottles?"

"Yes."

"But you yourself, it seems you can't finish five bottles, right? You know, after sixty years of inventory, these wines will be very strong."

"Oh, so you are worried that if I drink too much, it will hurt my body."

"Yes, yes, that's what I meant."

Lao Jin nodded, like a chicken pecking rice.

"Do you really think I'm stupid, want to drink all five bottles today?"

Li Nanfang rolled his eyes, sneered and said, "Cut, take the rest and pack it for Lao Tzu. I want to take it away and drink it slowly when I go home. Lao Jin, Lao Jin, don't you take a pee. Myself, where does it look like you can drink tens of millions of fine wines."

Lao Jin's face suddenly turned into a bitter and bitter look.

Li Nanfang was playing tricks on him, so he didn't listen to his orders.

It’s just that he doesn’t even dare to put a fart. He can only accept it and have to accompany a smiling face. What other instructions does Mr. Li have. If not, he should go busy. After all, as the lobby manager, He also knows everything.

Mr. Li has three orders.

First, I heard that Seven Stars Club has all the Purple Gold Cards that you can eat and play at will, eat and play for as long as you want.

Here is one.

Remember, the serial number is the first.

The Zijin card after ten digits will make Mr. Li feel shameless.

Second, send a row of beautiful girls to serve Mr. Li.

He was enlightening Hua Zong all night last night, and he must know how to cherish his life, and don't want to go to ruin when he is young and light.

After all the saliva was dry, it was finally possible for President Hua to rekindle hope in life.

Can you not be tired?

Can you not find a row of beautiful girls to drop his shoulders on his back and digest his fatigue?

Third, Mr. Li hoped that he would see a brand new tunic suit with a navy blue stand-up collar after Meimei wakes up.

Compared with the first two requirements, Li Nanfang's last requirement is almost nothing.

"fourth."

Just when Lao Jin nodded and turned to leave, Li Nanfang stretched out his fourth finger.

Lao Jin Qiang endured the urge to run wild and said politely: "Mr. Li, you just said that you only have three orders."

Li Nanfang rolled his eyes again and said coldly: "Have you heard me wrong?"

"Yes, yes, I heard it wrong. I'm sorry, Mr. Li, please continue to give orders."

Lao Jin nodded again and again, raised his hand and touched his face. The fingerprints after being slapped in the face still had a clear and spicy taste.

"Fourth, while I am sleeping, find a smarter brother, go outside to find out and see if there is any trouble. When I wake up, come and tell me."

"remember."

"Remember, then go, why are you still standing here, want to drink?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Old Jin shook his head, turned and hurried away.

For the four requests Mr. Li put forward, in addition to the last three, he can call the shots himself. The first one, as well as the matter that Mr. Li wants to pack Maotai away, he must immediately report to Secretary Bai and listen to Mr. Hua. The final instructions.

Some people are born to be cheap.

Li Nanfang felt that Lao Jin must be one of them.

At the beginning, Boss Li had a good talk with him, and he had to listen.

As a result, after not knowing who was slapped in the face, this changed the stubborn notion of not treating the village chief as a cadre. No matter what he was asked to do, he obediently did.

This isn't cheap, what is it?

Soaking in the large comfortable bathtub, feeling the undercurrent of surfing underneath, Li Nanfang, who rested both feet on the silky legs of two beautiful girls, sighed comfortably, and his mouth fell.

Immediately, holding his head in her plump arms, a beautiful girl who used herself as a pillow for him immediately raised her hand, took the small white porcelain wine glass produced in Jingdezhen from her companion, and placed it next to his mouth.

Li Nanfang opened his mouth-the girl slowly poured the wine into his mouth, and then lifted his chin, assisted him with gentle movements, and swallowed the wine in her mouth.

Then, a piece of belly was clamped by silver chopsticks and placed in his mouth.

Of course, with the help of the girl behind him, Li Nanfang will eat.

While he was drinking and eating vegetables, the four girls who pedicured his feet and squeezed their two arms lightly did not stop in the slightest.

In the large bathroom, there are a total of seven girls waiting for him.

There is also a piano player in the living room outside the door.

The sound of the piano ding dong is elegant and beautiful.

According to Li Nanfang's visual observation, none of these eight beauties are more than twenty-five years old.

No matter which one, walking on the street is 100% turning head rate, tall and beautiful, plus outstanding temperament, I don't know how many times more upscale than those so-called actresses.

But these eight fairies, who are hard to see by ordinary people, are now wearing light gauze long skirts, and the stars gather around him like a moon, serving him alone like maids of various generations serving the rich.

All the beauties wear light gauze and white skirts, especially the one who soaked in the bathtub with him. The clothes are tightly attached to the body, just like nothing.

Any man will react instinctively when being served by so many beauties.

It's nothing shameful, it's normal.

If Mr. Li has not raised the flagpole, then he is abnormal.

Lao Jin finally knows how to do things. When leading these beauties in, he once said bluntly that these eight people are the best products selected by the club, each of which is original, and the one with the lowest diploma is also a big student.

Li Nanfang is strange. How much is the relationship between diploma and the charm of beautiful women?

Is the higher a woman's diploma, the greater her charm value?

This is purely fart, there is no need to pay attention.

I believe these girls are also very clear in their hearts that when they are selected to serve Li Nanfang, they should be prepared to dedicate themselves.

Of course, Li Nanfang's functions are so awesome, but if you want to use the power of one person to defeat the eight beauty, it is purely a dream.

But he can "taste everything" and put his brand on it.

However, Li Nanfang disdains to do things that are so bad.

In the Golden Triangle, he touched Alice because he was drunk, and he had to bother to arrange a return, not to mention eight more suddenly?

I really want to touch him, so he still has a headache?

But it didn't have a headache, the place was sore-in order not to pay attention to these pains, Boss Li had to use tens of millions of wine to get himself drunk.

When people are drunk, they don't need to bother about these annoying things.

The stamina of tens of millions of wines is not something people who are not immune to alcohol can enjoy.

After two bottles of fine wine were eaten, Li Nanfang, whose head rested in the valley with good elasticity, snored evenly and fell asleep.

The sun is slanting to the west.

In a park, mixed with a noticeably cold northwest wind, and with the clattering sound of blowing through the woods, there are constantly yellow leaves falling from the branches.

Swirling.

A piece of fallen leaf drifted past Li Muchen's eyes and was about to be swept onto the surface of the small lake in front of her, when she suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched it with **** that were more beautiful than spring bamboo shoots.

There was a rush of footsteps behind her, and when she was still two meters away, she stopped.

Li Muchen, who wore a black felt hat on his head and a black windbreaker, stepped on black high-waist riding boots, without turning his head, Zhu lips lightly opened: "Say."

"It's weird."

Lin Han raised his head slightly and said in a low voice: "Those things that happened in the Seven Star Club last night are like they have never happened before. The Lin family did not move, nor did the major giants react. The only place where there was a little disturbance was Dongcheng District. The deputy bureau of Wang was invited to the relevant department to have tea in the afternoon."

"Where is the Seven Star Club?"

Li Muchen asked.

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