Inherit For Three Thousand Years

"Wine is a good wine, but it's a bit too high-end. Will Chief Xiao be too expensive? I'm not too picky about wine, ordinary Moutai will do." The standard of this table of drinks is a bit beyond Ji Guangrong's expectation. He definitely wants it. Decline.

"It's rare for Mr. Ji and his family to visit. I must show some sincerity."

Xiao Zhenshan turned his head and said to Ji Guangrong's wife: "I have also prepared a few Lafites that are 1982. If Director Yang and a few ladies are not used to drinking white wine, red wine is fine. Director Yang, do you think this works? "

"I heard that the market price of Lafite in 1982 was more than 80,000 bottles? Would drinking such a good wine cost Mr. Xiao too much?" Ji Guangrong's wife is named Yang Xuemei, a state-owned enterprise. The director of the office, she said again seemingly unintentionally, "I heard that the total output of Lafite in 1982 was 200,000 bottles. It is said that most of our domestic Lafite in 1982 are fake. I have no idea about red wine. I don’t understand, I don’t know how to judge?"

Xiao Zhenshan's family was not very happy after hearing this sentence. Bai Yuzhen took the words over and said: "Director Yang is too humble. You know it right away. You must know more about red wine than I do. What we call in China It is true that most of Lafite in 1982 were fake, but the few wines that Old Xiao brought today were obtained through official channels. Are they fake? When the big guy tastes it later, I’m sure I can’t hide it from Director Yang. Connoisseur."

"I'm secretly reporting to everyone. Old Xiao still has a few bottles of Romani Conti in his hands. These bottles of wine are precious to him. I don't know where he is hiding." The expression on Bai Yuzhen's face was faint. These few words were very casual. After speaking, he took a sip from his teacup, his movements were very elegant, and he was totally different from the previous ones.

After hearing these words from his mother, Xiao Yao was very convinced. It seems that he arranged for his mother to go to work at Huahui Bank. This step was really the right one. After only more than a month, his mother's aura has changed drastically.

After being stunned for a few words, Yang Xuemei's face was a little hot, and she looked at Bai Yuzhen's gaze, revealing obvious dislike.

This Bai Yuzhen is just the wife of a small section chief. It doesn't matter if she is more prettier than her. This is natural and cannot be forced. But the look on her face has always been faint, as if she doesn't care about anything, she doesn't care about anything, which makes people a little unhappy.

She just said a question, and the other party immediately ridiculed her. She didn't know who gave her the courage? Isn't she afraid that Lao Ji will put on little shoes for that Chief Xiao?

A little bit cold, Xin Chengyou quickly said: "Zhenshan, you are really willing to take out the Lafite in 1982. With such a good wine, what do we still drink Moutai for? Although I like Moutai, it is 82 years old. Lafite in 2010 must be tasted too."

"As long as you have this amount of alcohol, the wine tube is enough." Xiao Zhenshan incidentally exposed the stubbornness.

Xiao Zhenshan had ordered some of the signature dishes in advance, and after soliciting everyone's opinions, he added a few more dishes.

The dishes were served quickly, and half of the table was already filled in a short time.

The red wine has woken up. The waiter filled the man with white wine and the lady filled the red wine. Xiao Zhenshan said: "Since I moved, I promised everyone a good meal, and it has been postponed until today, but a good meal is not afraid of late..."

Before Xiao Zhenshan finished speaking, Ji Guangrong interrupted suddenly: "It is true that we are not afraid of late dinner. Today, our family came to the restaurant and originally planned to have a light meal. I didn’t expect things to happen so coincidental to be able to participate in everyone’s party. very happy……"

Xiao Yao has always been a bit uncomfortable with this Ji Guangrong. He has a thick-skinned face, and he can't let go of the leadership in such a private occasion. He even interrupted his father and rushed to start the remarks. , This is intolerable.

Today is a private banquet. As the host, Xiao Zhenshan will spend two or three hundred thousand yuan on the drinks. His sincerity is absolutely full. He has spent such a large price. The opening ceremony must be for his host. Even if Ji Guangrong is the leader of the unit, at this kind of grand private banquet, you can’t rush to talk about the opening remarks, especially if the owner hasn’t made an appointment, otherwise the meaning of this banquet will change. This is the least for the owner. Respect.

Xiao Yao glanced at Ji Guangrong indifferently, and then interjected: "Ji is always happy. For today's banquet, my father did not spend much time preparing for the two boxes of Maotai. There are many, even if they don’t have one at home, they can still be bought from the market at any time. These 82-year-old Lafites were given to him by my respect some time ago. I didn’t expect my father to get them here today. As Director Yang said just now, most of the 1982 Lafites in China are fake. Even if there is money and channels, it is difficult to buy in large quantities."

Seeing that Ji Guangrong was about to open his mouth again, Xiao Yao speeded up his speech again and did not let him interrupt, "Today’s party is to find an opportunity for the uncles and aunts to gather together to chat and relax, but also to celebrate. Our family moved to a new home. My dad is planning to wait for the house to be cleaned up inside and out, and find a time to host a grand banquet to entertain all the uncles and aunts at home. When the time comes, I would like to invite the uncles and aunts.

Xiao Yao waved to Xiao Zhenshan, "My dad can't wait to speak. Now we have Mr. Xiao Zhenshan to give a wine speech. Welcome everyone."

Except for Ji Guangrong's family who was a little reluctant, everyone else clapped in cooperation.

Xiao Zhenshan knew that his son was unwilling to be wronged. He interrupted forcibly. Although it somewhat prevented Ji Guangrong from coming to Taiwan, he was still very satisfied with his son's young age and his speaking level.

Ji Guangrong also wanted face. Although he was very unhappy, he couldn't continue to interrupt to grab the power of the party's wine speech. After Xiao Zhenshan said the opening remarks, everyone drank a glass of fine wine. There were many people present, and the atmosphere quickly became Warm up.

It was Xiao Zhenshan's inscription. After everyone here toasted three times, Xiao Zhenshan, the owner, must first offer a round of wine.

The host toasted, and all the elderly guests, including Ji Guangrong, had a great drink.

When he arrived at Ji Guangrong's son, he squeezed it and took a sip.

Yang Xuemei, a mother who is very upholding to her son, took the initiative to explain: "Our second runner-up is not good at drinking liquor. We rarely drink white wine. Today is an elder. He is embarrassed not to drink, but he dare not drink too much. Everyone bears a little bit."