Looking at the little nanny Jin Sanshun kneeling on the ground, crying to himself, saying "I'm sorry" and "I'm wrong", Song Zhichao was a little surprised.

But soon, Song Zhichao came to his senses. He had long been used to the "routine" of this little nanny Kim Sanshun. He often knelt down and cried like this scene, and it was probably because she had caused some big disaster.

"Don't cry, tell me, what's going on?" Song Zhichao didn't go around the corner with this girl and asked directly.

Jin Sanshun cried with tears in his eyes: "It's my fault. President, please ask me to buy wine. I... I bought such a bottle of wine." As he said that, he picked up the 30-year-old cellar Maotai he bought and handed it to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao took it, looked at it, and said nothing.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun felt a little sad, and she was finished. She thought that she was going to get angry when she was reacting.

"Wuwuwu, but I didn't expect this drink to be so expensive... I spent 10 million Korean won! Wuwuwu!" The little nanny Jin Sanshun cried while quietly opening one of her eyes, staring at Song Zhichao, waiting for Song Zhichao to be furious, and then scolded herself.

Forget it, even if President Song scolds him, he admits it. After all, that's ten million won.

Kim Sansun was scared, but he comforted himself. However, no matter how I said that, Kim Sansun was a person who spent 10 million won in one breath - he could brag about this for the rest of his life just by telling it.

Faced with Kim Sanshun's crying, Song Zhichao still didn't move at all and didn't say anything.

Jin Sanshun was scared. It would be fine if Song Zhichao got angry, but he didn't respond, which would be too terrible.

"President Song, I know I was wrong. I took your stolen money. As a nanny, I was unqualified... But I will study hard, and under your guidance, I will work hard to become a qualified nanny. In addition, I will humbly accept your punishment. Whether it is deducting salary or anything else, as long as I am not fired, I will have no complaints and no regrets - Simida!" Jin Sanshun tried hard to squeeze tears. Perhaps because the feelings were not brewed just now, the tears could not be squeezed out.

Song Zhichao looked at Jin Sanshun's little look of pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, and suddenly laughed: "When did I say I would punish you?"

Little Nanny Kim Sanshun: “Uh…???”

"On the contrary, I want to reward you - well, what do you think, I like this bottle of white wine, which has been stored for thirty years, and this is a good thing!"

Little nanny Jin Sanshun: "Ah...???" He blinked hard, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Song Zhichao was still holding Moutai and looked at it happily.

It has been stored for thirty years, which is the Moutai liquor in the 1960s. In that era, Moutai was almost still supplied to government agencies and units. Most people could not afford it and could not drink this kind of liquor, so the amount of it existed was rare.

This kind of Moutai was a treasure at auction in his previous life. I remember it well. At the 2011 Christie's Spring Auction in Hong Kong, a bottle of such Moutai was sold at a sky-high price of 1.35 million Hong Kong dollars.

Of course, as a "foodie" who likes fine wine and food, Song Zhichao has never cared much about money, not to mention that he can buy such a rare Moutai wine with 10 million Korean won. He really likes and is happy, so how could he scold Kim Sanshun for being a "spending"?

"Uh, do you think this bottle of wine is 10 million Korean won?" Song Zhichao asked.

Jin Sanshun thought Song Zhichao was going to settle the score and nodded, "Yes, if you have a receipt, I'll show you!"

"No, I mean, does that store have such wine?"

"Uh?" Jin Sanshun was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted, "It seems that there are two bottles left."

"Okay, find some time to buy it for me!"

Kim Sansun: “…”

I wonder if my ears were wrong.

Buy all back?

That's 20 million won!

"Yes, you heard it right, buy it all for me! I like this kind of wine very much, you did a good job!" Song Zhichao knew what this girl was thinking when he saw Jin Sanshun's appearance.

Kim Sansun: “…”

My head started to dizzy again.

She boldly bought the sky-high price of liquor by swiping her card. Not only was she not scolded by President Song, but she was also praised. That's not all, President Song also wanted to catch all the sky-high price of liquor in one go - hey, she really doesn't understand the life of a rich man.

Just as Jin Sanshun stared at the daze, Song Zhichao pointed to the cloth bag that Jin Sanshun brought to hold the vegetables and said, "You are doing very well, but I have already given you this LV Kun bag, so I will no longer reward you!"

Kim Sansun: “Uh…???”

A surprise sounded from his throat.

LV? She knows this brand, can you say-

Jin Sanshun turned his head and looked at the cloth bag that was stuffed with green onions, hung garlic, and stuffed with abalone. Could it be that this is really LV?

When Song Zhichao saw Jin Sanshun staring at Kun Bao, he tsk and said, "Your IQ is simply the only one who is the people - you know, this is the latest LV Kun Bao this year, and there are not many in Korea. I also gave it to you when I was drunk! Alas, we Jin Sanshun are still very good. We regard money as dirt and LV as vegetable bags. Even the president, I have to admire you!"

Kim Sansun: “…???”

The first time, "Oh my god!"

Her head began to dizzy again.

...

Inside the bedroom—

Jin Sanshun looked at the LV cloth bag that he had rescued, picked it up and looked carefully. There were still many stains on it, and he didn't know if it could be removed. When he got closer, he smelled it again, and there was also the fishy smell of abalone fin belly.

Jin Sanshun had a bitter face, dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong

She hit her head hard, pig's head! pig's head! She actually took such a good brand-name bag but put those things on it.

Kim Sanshun wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

What should I do now? I can only wash and hang it out first, and then dry it to see if it can be saved.

...

In the kitchen—

"The waves are running, the waves are flowing! The surging rivers will never stop..."

Song Zhichao's happy singing came.

It turned out that when Song Zhichao saw that Jin Sanshun was in a dim mood, he said that the food made by people who were in a bad mood was also bad.

Song Zhichao is very picky about food, not to mention that there is a good wine serving at noon today. It is rare for the president to do it himself and show his cooking skills in the kitchen.

Not to mention, although he has always been busy with work, Song Zhichao’s precise grasp of food has not yet fallen behind, especially in cooking, and is very talented.

In a short time, he made a table of delicious dishes.

In a moment—

In the living room, the fragrance is everywhere.

The ingredients purchased by Jin Sanshun now turned into delicious delicacies on the table with a strong aroma and a complete range of colors, fragrance and flavor.
Chapter completed!