Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 122 The Only One Cup of Louis 1

Chapter 122 The only glass of Louis XIII The host came up with a red face, dressed casually, but with a rare heroic look on his face.He held the microphone and said to them: "You two, what is placed on the stage now is a gift from the audience with a total value of 170 million yuan of wine. Please choose a glass each."

After finishing speaking, there were exclamations of exclamation one after another from the audience.

Yang Zifan looked at the wine towers lined up on the stage in disbelief, and several rays of light gathered together in this highly anticipated place.There are hundreds of identical wine glasses, and the cups are overflowing with intoxicating light.On the surface, there is no difference between these hundreds of wine glasses, but in fact, each glass of wine contained in them has a different price.

He asked in a daze, "How come there are so many?"

Tang Jichi was also staring at the stage, with the colorful wine towers reflected in his dark eyes.On his handsome face, two thick and handsome eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot.

In addition to the bottle of Louis XIII, he also sent an additional [-] glasses of various cocktails.

The reason is just to increase the chances.

The result was far beyond his expectation.

Excluding his two hundred glasses of wine, even if every man in the audience gave him a glass, it would never pile up into more than a dozen wine towers.

Such a big hand, who is it?

Duan Zijin was completely unaware of the turmoil in the audience, she randomly took down the cup placed on top of the wine tower closest to her.

Turning around, he asked the host, "What kind of wine is this?"

The host smiled, "The type and price of the wine are posted on the bottom of the glass, you can make a choice after looking at it."

Duan Zijin raised the cup a little higher, and under the spotlight, the colorful colors slowly pressed into her pupils, which was breathtakingly beautiful for a moment.

Someone in the audience started booing and asked her loudly, "What kind of wine is it?"

More and more people asked, the host raised his hand to press down, "Be safe and don't be impatient, we will let this young lady read it out for everyone to listen to."

"This glass is... 1948 brandy, louis.xiii."

Louis the thirteenth.

When these few syllables were uttered, there was an uproar below the stage, and even Duan Zijin was stunned.

48 years is a good year. Brandy that has been cellared for more than 50 years can be honorably called Louis XIII.

Unexpectedly, in this small bar, there is such a superb wine that can only be seen at the auction.

Who is so extraordinary?

This bottle of Louis XIII is not bought for a good night together, but just for a dance!

In other words, even a dance may not be available for purchase - if she chooses the wine in another glass in the end, then the 10,000+ that this person spent to give the wine will be in vain.

This is by no means a fair deal, but a gamble, a gamble.

The host smiled at Duan Zijin, and the bright earrings on the earlobes flickered slightly, no matter how you looked at it, it was a bit bewitching, "How about it, do you want to choose the owner of this glass of wine?"

Duan Zijin was silent for a moment, looking at the wine in his hand, "Can I see who he is first?"

She still... has a bit of resistance in her heart.

Do a hot, hot dance of chasing each other with a complete stranger.

It felt as disgusting as eating a fly, and the pores all over his body tightened unconsciously.

The host hesitated for a moment, "This...is not in compliance with the rules."

However, in addition to Duan Zijin, the audience in the audience kept shouting, their voices were louder and louder, and they all wanted to see this "local tyrant" who spent a lot of money.

In the end, the host had no choice but to compromise and said: "Then we will invite the gentleman who gave this glass of wine to come on stage and let Ms. Duan have a look before making a decision."

After finishing speaking, a bunch of follow-spot lights lit up in the crowd.

A tall and straight man stood up from the seat.

The movements were unhurried, but with a grand momentum as towering as a mountain and as deep as the sea.

All the men and women present held their breaths, looking at this man who instantly attracted the lights and eyes of the audience.

His deep eyebrows and handsome features completely subverted everyone's imagination of the owner of this glass of wine.

Everyone thought that this would be a dandy who spends money like water.

Unexpectedly, the maturity and stability shown in his gestures are enough to show that he is a man of great etiquette and even a successful career.

Someone recognized him, pointed at the long silhouette, and stammered, "Then, isn't that Mr. Tang from the Aix Group?"

A while ago, the man who dominated the financial news every day.

His family background is prominent, as described in the news - the town clan is the overlord in the capital market.

And he, inheriting the wise business mind of his ancestors for generations, emerged in just one month and became an upstart in the shopping malls.

Everyone was stunned, and Duan Zijin was no exception.

She didn't show it too obviously, she just frowned imperceptibly, looking at the man who was walking towards her step by step.

It turned out that Tang Ji came back late.

My heart suddenly became a little confused.

During his absence, she caused a lot of trouble.

Although it wasn't her fault, it brought losses to the group after all.

What's more, in the beginning, he went to the UK to deal with the shrinkage of funds. After all, she was also the culprit.

She was always guilty of this man, and she couldn't raise her head in front of him every day she didn't know.

Tang Jichi walked to the stage and smiled softly: "I didn't expect it to be me?"

Duan Zijin flipped the microphone switch with his fingernail to prevent the sound of their conversation from being heard.

"Why did you...give this bottle of wine?"

Tang Jichi put his pockets in his pocket, and his deep eyes swept across the wine towers in the audience.

The wine he gave was far more than this bottle.

However, from the moment she picked out the glass of wine, it didn't matter.

These two hundred glasses of wine finally realized their value.

He withdrew his gaze and looked back at her face, which had not yet removed the heavy makeup. There was a slight haze in his eyes, and his displeasure could not be seen. Why are you standing here?"

As Tang Jichi spoke, his eyes became darker and darker.

If he didn't come today, would she really choose a random man to dance next to her?

Duan Zijin's fingers holding the wine glass tightly, the cold temperature of the wine glass penetrated into her skin, and rushed to the top of her head along the nerve fibers, stabbing her speechless for a long time.

The cause and effect of this matter are too complicated to talk about, and she has never been in the habit of explaining to others, and she also felt that she and Tang Jichi were not familiar enough to talk about everything, so she simply kept silent.

Tang Jichi noticed her silence and it became another meaning.

Thinking flashed across his eyes, Tang Jichi took another look at the dozen or so wine towers beside him, and another thought came to his mind.

Could it be that she lost her job and came here to make money?

He remembered that her grandfather was bedridden in the hospital, and he also asked someone to inquire about it. For ordinary people, the disease is simply a bottomless pit.

As soon as this idea came out, he became even angrier, "Duan You, why didn't you call me when you had such a big incident in the company?"

What Yang Zifan and Fang Yuqing did was unforgivable, but what he cared more about was her refusal to ask him to help.

Duan Zijin smiled indifferently, and turned the wine glass in his hand: "Mr. Tang, this is the company's ruling. Can you change anything?"

Just as Tang Jichi was about to speak, she cut it off lightly: "Even if you could, you don't need to offend those company veterans because of me. After all, my name is signed on the contract. Since I am the person in charge, I have to take risks for all accidents. But I still hope that you can investigate the truth and return my innocence, which can be regarded as... picking out the moths in the company."

Tang Jichi's heart tightened, and he felt that his airway was blocked by something, and his breath was stuck in his chest cavity, which was painful.

In the black pupils, there were traces of anger like sea water at high tide, and the waves were surging, slapping on the cliff shore, "No need? Do you think that between us, even if I die, there is no need to invite you to the funeral? Is it because you don’t have to come even if you’re invited?”

When did his position in her heart become so far away?

In the past, Duan You was extremely trusting and dependent on him.

But at that time she didn't owe him anything, so she could be friends with him frankly.

Now, now...

Tang Jichi bent his lips mockingly.

He understands her too well.

Understand her pride, and never allow her to owe others.

So six years ago, after she left Jiang Lin, he obviously had the opportunity to sneak in, but he resolutely chose to leave.

At that time he said: Yoyo, if you want to thank me, then come to Aix to work for me when you plan to return to China.There is nothing I need in you except talent.

These words not only hurt her, but also hurt himself thoroughly.To this day, he can clearly recall the feeling of every word passing between his lips and teeth like a sharp sword.

It was very painful, but he still said it, because he was most afraid that she felt guilty towards him.

"Duan You, let's not talk about work for now." Tang Jichi changed the subject, and his black eyes turned to the wine glass tightly held between her slender fingers, "You know the price of this glass of wine. I spent so much money , you don't intend to even give me this bit of face, do you?"

Duan Zijin was hit by his words, and was stunned for a few seconds before his expression gradually calmed down, "I see, Mr. Tang."

After finishing speaking, she turned on the microphone and looked sideways at the host. Her voice was calm, just like her own impression to others, cold and calm, "I have chosen."

The host was slightly taken aback. Her words also caused quite a commotion in the audience.

The man sitting near the stage, with his slender legs crossed, pressed the fingers of his right hand with his left hand unhurriedly. Occasionally, the phalanx made a "creak" sound, but he was overwhelmed by the surrounding noise like a stone sinking into the sea.

His whole body was covered with an indescribable depth and gloom. I don't know if the light was too dim, but his sharp-edged face was so dark that ink could be squeezed out.

That handsome face, which turned all sentient beings upside down, had neither expression nor warmth, and it stared coldly at the people on the stage.

Tang Jichi, the collector's edition of Louis XIII...

For a dance, he is really willing to spend all his money.

Shao Yucheng could feel the heavy pressure from the two men beside him a meter away.

Yes, two.

Even though Fu Yan didn't say anything, but just looked at the stage quietly, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, Shao Yucheng was able to discern the bone-chilling coldness hidden deep in the smile.

Not to mention the big brother... The moment Duan Zijin read "louis.

What was even more frightening was after the spotlight brought the radiant Tang Jichi onto the stage.

Shao Yucheng buried his head, not even daring to look at his elder brother's face.

The light on the stage was so bright that the people on the stage could not see the audience clearly, so Shao Yucheng really wanted to stand up and rush up to knock over the wine in Duan Zijin's hand, pointing to the fourteen wine towers next to him Tell her, choose from here, choose whatever you want!

There are fifteen wine towers on the stage, and there are fifteen hundred glasses of wine, only one of which belongs to Tang Jichi.

Before the wine tower was erected, someone bought all the wine in day.off.

When other guests want to send wine, the news they get is without exception: Sorry, sir, today's wine is sold out.

Except for the bottle of Louis XIII that was sold before that.

The owner of the bar didn't dare to offend either side. Fortunately, Mr. Tang didn't know exactly what kind of wine the two hundred glasses he bought were.

As long as he puts his hand-picked Louis XIII on it, it can be regarded as an explanation for him.If the woman on the stage finally chooses other wines, the owner of the bar can also say: the remaining [-] glasses are all given by the same person, and the odds of [-] to [-], of course, is that the other party has the advantage.Besides, we really put your wine on it, you see, this glass of Louis XIII is proof...

As a result, in the case of 490 nine to one, the glass of wine selected by Duan Zijin...

Is the only glass of Louis XIII.

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