At noon, Shen Zhenxin came to the VIP room at the King's Hotel as promised, and Du Ziji had already been waiting there.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              � Life, you are so on time!" Shen Zhenxin smiled, held Du Ziji's hand that came out, and said, "Mr. President invites you, Chen dare not be on time? Haha..." Since he came, he will be at ease. Du Ziji's performance today is very different from his past, and there must be something strange. Although Shen Zhenxin could not guess what Du Ziji sold in his gourd, adapting to changes is the minimum ability of a diplomat. Shen Zhenxin quickly became calm and prepared to act according to the opportunity.

After the two of them took their seats, the waiter quickly brought the dishes. Shen Zhenxin looked at them and smiled in her heart. Du Ziji was quite thoughtful. Not only were the table full of Chinese dishes, but Shen Zhenxin specially prepared famous dishes from Shandong because Shen Zhenxin was from Shandong. Shen Zhenxin had been away from home for many years and had not tasted the taste of her hometown for a long time. At this moment, his heart was quietly moved. Du Ziji smiled slightly and said quietly: "Mr. Ambassador, I have taken some effort to treat you to this meal." Shen Zhenxin nodded with a smile and said, "You can see it, you can see it."

Du Ziji smiled and raised his hand and said, "Then please ask the Ambassador to taste it, and see if it is authentic or not." Du Ziji's Chinese words were a little stiff. This sentence came out of his mouth, which made Shen Zhenxin laugh. He hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a bite of wooden beard meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and exclaimed: "Authentic! Really authentic! Haha... I haven't eaten my hometown dishes for a long time. Mr. President, I really want to ask, where did you find such a Shandong cuisine chef? Even if it is placed in China, it is top-notch!" Du Ziji hurriedly said, "Oh, if Mr. Ambassador likes it, then I'll just hand him over to you. You can bring it back to the Chinese Embassy so that you can eat your hometown dishes every day!"

Du Ziji's generosity surprised Shen Zhenxin. He looked at him and asked: "Mr. President, you..." Du Ziji also realized that he was a little too enthusiastic and hurriedly said: "Mr. Ambassador. I really want to express my apology in my heart."

"Assolute?" Shen Zhenxin asked in confusion. Du Ziji sighed long and said, "It's all my incompetent education, not a good father. This makes Kidom so arrogant. I don't know the depth. China and his party have caused so much trouble to your country!" Shen Zhenxin once heard about what Kidom did in China, which is a bit too much and a bastard. But this matter passed eight hundred years ago. Do Du Ziji need to raise it today? He guessed Du Ziji's intention in his heart, and Shen Zhenxin said, "Mr. President, we have mentioned this matter to me, and I know a rough idea. Kidom is young and affectionate, and there is nothing wrong with his words and deeds. Although his words and deeds are a bit inappropriate, who has not been young and Meng Lang? The matter has passed, and Mr. President does not need to mention it again. The friendly relations between China and Saudi Arabia are the most important!"

After hearing this, Du Ziji nodded repeatedly and raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's have a drink for the friendship between China and Saudi Arabia!" As he said that, he was about to drink all the wine in the glass. Shen Zhenxin hurriedly stopped him and said, "Sir President, the wine you drink is called Erguotou in our China. It is a very strong and spicy wine. You can't drink it like beer, you will get drunk!" Today, in order to cater to Shen Zhenxin's taste, Du Ziji even specially prepared the original flavor of the capital Erguotou, which made people specially prepare. He was excited just now and almost forgot. If he poured this glass of wine into his stomach, he would have to explode with his alcohol content. Du Ziji smiled a few times, carefully snatched, and his brows immediately locked deeply, but he kept saying, "Good wine, good wine!"

Shen Zhenxin knew that Du Ziji was insincere, shook his head and put the Erguotou in his hand aside and said, "Mr. President, the Chinese liquor culture is far earlier than the Western red wine culture. Its inner charm is far better than wine. It needs to be tasted slowly and carefully savored. When you first started drinking, you may feel a little uncomfortable, but it doesn't matter. I happened to bring a bottle of wine with you today, so I'll give you a try." As he said that, regardless of whether Du Ziji agrees or not, he called Xiao Li who was waiting outside. "Xiao Li, bring the bottle of Longquan wine in my car."

Xiao Li was stunned and said unwillingly: "Mr. Ambassador, you have never been willing to drink it. The bottle of wine you saved specially is only this one left. Do you really want to take it out?" The bottle of Longquan wine in Shen Zhenxin's car was also a gift from his hometown when a staff member of the embassy returned home on vacation. Shen Zhenxin is from Northeast China and has no bad habits. Just drink some small wine. No matter who has the chance to return to China, he will bring him back a few bottles of white wine from his hometown. The staff member did not drink alcohol, and his understanding of white wine was only because he knew that white wine was very spicy. It was like bringing a few bottles of traditional wine Wuliangye, Moutai, etc., but it only appeared when he arrived in the market. The hottest wine sold now is Longquan wine. As for Wuliangye and Moutai have long retreated to the second line, picking up the leftovers of Longquan wine, and living a life of slimness.

The staff also took a few bottles of Longquan wines for a while. When they first saw this wine, Shen Zhenxin was a little dissatisfied with the gorgeous packaging. However, when the first bottle of Longquan wine was opened at a dinner party for all the embassy staff, Shen Zhenxin's attitude changed immediately. He drank all his life, including wine and wine that were not good. Without taste, he could tell the difference between the ones who smelled it. When the bottle plug opened and the rich and fragrant wine fragrance spread, Shen Zhenxin couldn't help but shiver.

When the green nectar and jade liquid poured into the ceramic wine glass, not only Shen Zhenxin, but everyone was stunned. The jade-like green and snow-like white, the two complement each other and complement each other, like works of art, making people feel a little unbearable to drink it. Until now, Shen Zhenxin still clearly remembers his mood when he first saw Longquan wine. It was an indescribable one, from the depths of his soul, like an electric wave.

The joy spread throughout the body. It is even more happy and excited than winning a diplomatic lawsuit and winning honor for the country. In the past, Shen Zhenxin used to drink wine. A glass of wine was filled with spicy mouth and a full of heat waves in his chest. It felt so happy. Facing the Longquan wine, Shen Zhenxin changed it into a product. A small sip of taste, a mouth full of fragrance, and a heart full of gathering. What he drank was no longer wine, but a taste, an attitude towards life.

The sweet and thick Longquan wine seems to have a magic power that can regain the beautiful memories that people have forgotten. It slowly flashed in their minds with the long and long aroma of wine. That beautiful feeling once made Shen Zhenxin cry for a while, and it felt that all the wine had been drinking for a lifetime was wasted. That night, Shen Zhenxin did the first thing that made him uneasy with the big ones and the small ones. He used his ambassador's power to hold the only few bottles of Longquan wine in his arms. A small cup a day, and only the last bottle was left today. Xiao Li knew how precious this Longquan wine was to Shen Zhenxin, so he seemed very hesitant.

"Tsk, you didn't hear me, or why?" Seeing that Xiao Li didn't move his footsteps, Shen Zhenxin turned his head to look at him with dissatisfaction and asked. Xiao Li shook his head helplessly. It was not good for the Northeast man. If he had the right taste, he could twist his head down for you. He handed the last bottle of Longquan wine to Shen Zhenxin. Xiao Li muttered softly, "Ambassador, don't regret it!" Shen Zhenxin frowned and shook his hand and said, "Okay, you have nothing to do with you here!" As he said that, he opened the packaging box with a very solemn expression.

The outer packaging of Longquan wine was originally designed by Li Xiaogang, showing a kind of dignity and mystery everywhere. It has won domestic design awards many times. If Li Xiaogang hadn't been too lazy to receive the award, the trophy would be filled with the room. Such extraordinary packaging made Du Ziji hold his breath and stare tightly, as if the Longquan wine has wings and would fly away at any time. "Mr. Ambassador, I have drunk a lot of wine, but those wines alone are far inferior to this bottle. I seem to have felt its extraordinary!" Shen Zhenxin smiled and said, "Unormal? Not just unconventional. After you taste its taste in a while, you will understand!" As he said that, Shen Zhenxin unscrewed the bottle cap vigorously. He smelled the familiar fragrance again. Shen Zhenxin couldn't help but close his eyes, twitched his nose, took a long breath, and a piece of pottery filled his face.

Du Ziji couldn't help but take a sip. The rich aroma of wine penetrated into his heart along his nostrils, as if a little hand was scratching his itchy place, which made his mind buoy in surprise, murmured with surprise: "It smells so good, so special, better than any taste I have ever smelled!" Compared to the spicy and strong Erguotou, Longquan wine is softer and gentler. But when you savor it carefully, it is soft and hard, and it is both hard and soft. Shen Zhenxin has sighed more than once that the master who brewed this wine has the highest skills, and I am afraid that it has surpassed the past and present. If he knew that Li Xiaogang's understanding of wine was superficial, and what made the supreme flavor of Longquan wine was a small wine heart grass. I wonder what he would think of it.
Chapter completed!