Chapter 119: A beautiful wine lover

A moment later, a woman who looked like a 25 or 26 years old came to everyone with charm, sat in the empty seat opposite Zheng Yu, and asked with a smile: "I'm going to get off the senior class, Manli, how many VIPs are here for the first time?"

"Yes, we come from Beijing." Zheng Yu nodded, "I'm a little interested today. I heard that Qiqihar is known as the Little Paris in the North. This place is the best place in Black Province. Let's take a look."

"Oh, it turns out to be under the feet of the emperor." The woman opposite covered her mouth, "Our small place, small household, and doing small businesses, I guess I can't catch the attention of VIPs."

Zheng Yu chuckled and shook his head: "It's too humble. Although Kyoto is good, it's a pity that there are so many restrictions..."

As soon as he said this, he knew that the other party had misunderstood. The woman's expression changed slightly, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Zheng Yu knew that he was treating himself as a family of aristocratic families who had just left the barriers and came out to have a secret love behind his father. Zheng Yu had no intention of explaining, in short, today is here to have fun with the people, the more casual the better, especially...

"I'm here for the first time," Zheng Yu looked sincere, "I want to ask my sister for the rules here."

The woman smiled openly, flew over Zheng Yu charmingly, and said whimperingly: "The girls here are dancing and chatting with a few people. The appearance fee is 5 yuan, and the guests can also give additional tips. To put it a bit rude, the rules here are different from brothels and brothels."

Zheng Yuxin said that this rule was similar to his previous life. He couldn't help but find the prosperous female liberation movement in this time and space for more than ten years, such as Tianfoot movement, Tianfu movement, and Female Rights Association. He felt a little regretful, but he had a little more anticipation. He nodded in his memory: "Then I'll be bothering my sister."

He seemed to remember something and suddenly said, "The business here is really good, but ask my sister, who usually comes here?"

The woman opposite was a little stunned, but soon recovered and replied with a smile: "Our place is the party property of the Fuxing Party. Most of the daily exchanges are official social events, especially when foreign merchants want to come to Black Province to inspect and invest, they will usually be invited by the province and city governments."

Zheng Yu was shocked. He didn't expect that it was the party property of the Fuxing Party, and the purpose was also open and upright. At this time, he had already remembered the "investment, build hotels and entertainment venues first" mentioned in many places in his previous life. He thought that this quilt was indeed an effective way. It seems that the officials in the black province were also open-minded and quite talented in governing the world.

"...Of course, local merchants and nobles often come here to support them. First, they are party assets and have some good relationships. Second, they can contact and deepen their feelings."

When Zheng Yu heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "The so-called meeting new friends and not forgetting old friends, is this the meaning?"

The woman pursed her lips and laughed: "That's exactly what it means."

The woman exchanged greetings for a moment and left on her own to call someone.

The two waiters had arrived with trays, and the wine, fruits and refreshments were placed on them, and the whole seat immediately became rich. Zheng Yu pretended to hold up the glass of the shallow red wine, held it lightly and shook it a few times, sniffed it, took another sip, closed his eyes and tasted it, nodded: "The Rafi Castle in 2003 is really rare without any blending."

The waiter's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help but say, "Sir, you are so elegant. There are not many Rafis in our store. Today, Daban specially ordered you to open a bottle. It seems that it was indeed the right one."

Zheng Yu smiled slightly and said lightly: "It's nothing... I will naturally become more familiar with it if I drink too much."

These waiters were increasingly unable to figure out where the person on the other side came from. Hearing this tone, I was afraid that he had used Rafi as green tea since he was a child?

The value of this Lafite is that it is the number one winery in France. It was acquired by the Rothschild family in the mid-19th century. It has always been a private winery. What has been leaked out are gifts given to political and economic experts from various countries. Due to the limited amount of public sales, it is particularly precious. After all, the Rothschild family has not yet experienced the massacre of World War II, so naturally it has not fallen to the point where later generations have to make money by speculating on red wine.

In this life, the Rothschild family and Zheng Ying had decades of friendship, and the common interests of the Jewish Autonomous Prefecture, were closely related to each other. The Rafite, which was specially supplied to the royal family every year, and other famous French wines were transported by special ships for the emperor to reward them. Zheng Yu himself was cultivated royal etiquette since he was a very young man, and he almost drank Rafite wine as water at home. So Zheng Yu's performance at this moment was definitely not pretending, but really n13. This not only comes from his identity, but also from this cultural heritage. At least from the perspective of Rafite, this guy is not only the number one in China, but also at least a peak existence like the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar.

When Zheng Yu saw that the waiter opposite him still had a stupid expression, he chuckled and waved his hand: "Go to do whatever you should do... I am in the red wine business in Beijing. Tell your boss that if you have some interest, you can talk."

He had some thoughts at this time.

This person has never been afraid of those with less money, not those with more money. Judging from this, Lafite in this era also showed signs of hype in China. I think it is related to Annan and the group of Jews in Shanghai. To put it bluntly, it is his father's, but in a sense it is equivalent to Zheng Yu's. Instead of being a good boy for the Jews, it is better to take it over and subsidize the household income himself. Speaking of French wine, he has some industries in Britain and France, and he has no way to do it. This luxury consumption has always been a major irrational market in China. It is a great deal to buy some wineries, get some agents, and then put a royal trademark. Isn't it an optional way to become an emperor or a prince one day, become the richest man, be a free and immigrate a citizen, and be a patriotic overseas Chinese?

After a while, the woman who had just left had already arrived with a group of women with a fat and fat man. Zheng Yu asked everyone to choose first. Du Zhi waved his hand and said that he didn't have to. His face was particularly firm. Zheng Yu completely gave up his last effort to save this person. Geng Xuan pointed casually, but seeing the woman showing a look of surprise, he didn't seem to expect that he could be selected by this man who seemed to be somewhat connotated. Qiu Haiyang chose a charming woman as if he was afraid of being intercepted by others. Zheng Yu couldn't help but take a few more glances. He saw that the woman had a pink face and looked like a person who was unwilling to be lonely at first glance, but he secretly despised Qiu.

Jiya Sain chose a tall, wild horse-shaped horse-shaped horse-shaped horse-shaped, which was a bit mixed-race. Zheng Yu knew that this person's usual heavy taste was not surprising. Only Ma Chaoyang's situation was a bit strange. He saw that this person's eyes were always circling on the senior class, thinking that this guy's hobby was a bit weird. Could it be a pity? Of course, Ma Chaoyang should also understand that his wolfish ambition was just a dream, so he looked reluctantly and chose a mature woman who was somewhat similar to the senior class.

As soon as the Yingying entered the venue, the atmosphere immediately became hot. Zheng Yu touched the fake beard on his chin and was shocked to find that he had not chosen yet. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly drew a circle, and finally landed on a pretty face. His eyes lit up and two rays of light burst out.
Chapter completed!