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Chapter 37 Suicide if you don't sell it to me(1/2)

Without disturbing Chen Zhonglin, who was intoxicated, Lin Jun sat down on the sofa next to him.

He couldn't help but rub against the soft sofa twice, and then began to look around curiously.

Jiuxian.com is very famous. It can be said that it is very famous in this area. This company is naturally extraordinary.

The layout is elegant, but open and luxurious, yet full of warmth.

This is the company, and this is the office a company CEO should have.

"Good...good...good wine..."

Lin Jun was startled by the sudden exclamation.

Turning his head, Lin Jun found that Chen Zhonglin was still standing where he was, but the intoxicated expression on his face was as rich as spring.

But it could be seen that he was refreshed. Not only that, but his hand holding the emerald cup was trembling.

"Good wine, good wine."

With another exclamation, Chen Zhonglin turned around fiercely, rushed to Lin Jun in two steps at a time, and asked as if he was beaten to death: "Xiao Lin, I want this wine."

"Ah?" Lin Jun's eyes suddenly widened.

"Give me this wine, and I'll pay a high price." At this point, Chen Zhonglin quickly changed his words and said, "No, you bid, and I will never counter-offer."

Seeing Chen Zhonglin's extremely uncool expression, Lin Jun smiled dryly: "Um...Uncle Chen, you haven't commented on this wine yet, so you want to buy it?"

"Why are there no comments?" Chen Zhonglin stared and said excitedly: "I, Old Chen, have lived for more than half of my life. I have tasted famous wines that sell well all over the world, at least seven out of ten, but I have never tasted them.

This feeling now.”

"How do you feel?" Lin Jun asked doubtfully.

Chen Zhonglin was holding the emerald cup, suddenly turned around, and laughed like crazy: "The feeling of being full of strength in the whole body, the feeling of fatigue being swept away, the feeling of the wine being fragrant on the teeth, the feeling of green jade nectar, and most importantly,

Feeling refreshed.”

Chen Lao'er went crazy, and Lin Jun just watched him quietly and pretended to be cool.

However, Lin Jun knew very well that the fact that Baozhu Tianjiu could receive such praise from a well-known wine connoisseur and arouse such excitement from a well-known wine connoisseur had already proven its value.

Seeing that he was crazy enough, Chen Zhonglin turned around again and smiled excitedly at Lin Jun: "You said, with this feeling, can I not give up this wine?"

Lin Jun smiled and nodded, and then said, "But have you tasted the biggest function of this wine?"

Chen Zhonglin looked into Lin Jun's eyes, smiled for a while, and then said leisurely: "I'm not afraid of your kid's jokes. This is what makes me so excited."

"Uh?" Lin Jun was dumbfounded.

"This is a man's wine." Chen Zhonglin raised the jade cup in his hand, smelled the rich fragrance of Baozhu Tianjiu in the cup, and said with emotion: "This is also a woman's wine. This wine should belong to all men and women in the world."

Crazy, crazy, this old man is really crazy.

When he was asked to break the news, he actually started going crazy again.

However, Lin Jun seemed to hear something from between the lines of Chen Zhonglin's words.

Mr. Chen looks to be in his late forties, right? As the boss of such a large company and a rich man, he probably has a lot of beauties in his arms.

Now it seems that Mr. Chen is so excited about Baozhu Tianjiu. Could it be that he is not good at that, so he is so excited?

Thinking of this, Lin Jun's eyes turned pitiful when he looked at Chen Zhonglin.

"How about it, Xiao Lin, have you thought it through?" Chen Zhonglin held the jade cup, turned around and asked with an excited smile.

Lin Jun touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "I just researched it and I still don't understand the market conditions. How much are you willing to give?"

He was telling the truth, so on the way here just now, he was still worried about the price of Baozhu Tianjiu.

Chen Zhonglin muttered and turned around, grabbed the small jar of Baozhu Tianjiu and looked at it, and then said: "This is a rare and peerless wine, even more fragrant than 0 years of aging, and it is so magical.

The effect. How about I give you ten thousand yuan per catty?"

"Uh..." Lin Jun looked at Chen Zhonglin in astonishment.

Seeing that Lin Jun's expression was wrong, Chen Zhonglin hurriedly said: "If it's less, I can add more, 150,000, how about it?"

Lin Jun: "..."

Finding that Lin Jun was still staring and silent, Chen Zhonglin gritted his teeth and said again: "Okay, okay, let's do this. As long as you supply regular and rationed supplies in the future, I'm talking about satisfying myself personally. I'll give you 20,000 yuan per pound."

,How about it?"

Lin Jun's eyes widened, his mouth widened, and he stared at Chen Zhonglin as if he had seen a ghost.

He was not dissatisfied with the low price, but was calmed by the words of the rich man Chen Zhonglin.

MD, what is a local tycoon? This is a local tycoon. He started talking about 10,000 pounds, but it was not enough, so he directly increased it to 20,000.

Tsk tsk, think about it, the Dionysian wine I sold to Gu Lanxin is as different as a sparrow and a phoenix compared to Baozhu Tianjiu.

It seems that if you want to make money, you must take the high-end route and brew Baozhu Tianjiu, a rare and fine wine. This is the way out for the future.

When Chen Zhonglin saw that Lin Jun was still silent, he stared in surprise and asked, "Isn't that too little?"

After coming back to his senses, Lin Jun smiled awkwardly at Chen Zhonglin: "Uncle Chen, I want to ask you, what is the most high-end and most expensive wine on the market?"

Chen Zhonglin frowned slightly: "Are you referring to medicinal wine, liquor or wine?"

Lin Jun rolled his big eyes and chuckled: "Uh, white bar."

"It's baijiu." Chen Zhonglin put down the emerald cup in his hand, then came to Lin Jun and sat down with his hands behind his back. He crossed his legs and muttered: "The best baijiu, of course, is Du Kang, the little god of wine who is unrivaled in the country.

Already."

"Little Bacchus?" Lin Jun turned his head in shock, looked directly at Chen Zhonglin and asked, "What is the Little Bacchus?"

"You don't even know this?" Chen Zhonglin looked at Lin Jun in surprise.

Lin Jun: "..."

I know, I know, but I still ask you about your hair?

Seeing that Lin Jun was speechless, Chen Zhonglin coughed lightly and said with a dry smile: "I know that it is offensive to talk about other excellent wines in front of a wine master, so let me just tell you the price of this little wine god.

.”

"What's the price?" Lin Jun turned around and asked eagerly.

Chen Zhonglin smiled and said: "The authentic Little Dionysian, 50-year-old Dukang, has a market price of 30,000 yuan, but it is not necessarily available. A hundred-year-old wine is even more expensive and has no market."

"Thirty thousand a catty?" Lin Jun's eyes narrowed sharply and he asked in shock: "It's still thirty thousand a bottle?"

Chen Zhonglin smiled and said: "It's not a bottle, it's a jar, a 50-year-old Dukang wine jar dedicated to the Little Dionysian. It only weighs about a pound."

After hearing this, Lin Jun was completely shocked.

Little Dionysian, this is the first time he has heard that not only does they have 50-year-old Dukang wine, but the supply exceeds demand in the entire market, so forget it, they actually use a special standard wine jar, which is completely

It is a formalized wine company.

However, Lin Jun also heard something exciting from Chen Zhonglin's words.

On the market now, 50-year-old wine can cost up to 30,000 yuan per catty, and the supply exceeds demand. The century-old wine is even more expensive but not marketable. So, doesn’t my Baozhu Tianjiu have a broader market?

Thinking of this, Lin Jun hurriedly looked at Chen Zhonglin and asked: "Uncle Chen, then compared with my Baozhu Tianjiu and the Little Dionysus' Dukang, who is better?"

Chen Zhonglin sneered and said: "To be frank, this is medicinal wine, and it should not be compared with the aged liquor of Little Bacchus. However, you are brewing medicinal wine with aged wine, so there are some similarities."

"Tell me about it." Lin Jun said impatiently.

"good."

While Chen Zhonglin was speaking, he opened a delicate rectangular iron box and took out a brown cigarette the size of a thumb and handed it to Lin Jun. Lin Jun couldn't help but be stunned.

"Have one." Chen Zhonglin smiled.

"What is this?" Lin Jun looked at the thumb-sized brown cigarette and was stunned.

"Cigar." Chen Zhonglin said with a smile, "You haven't even seen a cigar, right?"

"This...is this a cigar?" Lin Jun stared in shock, then shook his head and said, "I...I don't smoke much."

Chen Zhonglin smiled and said: "Cigar is not cigarette."

Lin Jun glanced at Chen Zhonglin dubiously, then accepted it with a smile.

After Chen Zhonglin helped him light the cigar, he took a gentle taste.

In an instant, a bitter taste spread through his body from his mouth, causing Lin Jun to cough and look in pain.

"Hahahaha..." Chen Zhonglin pointed at Lin Jun's embarrassed look and said with a smile: "Being a boss has to learn various ways, and the same is true for being a man."

Lin Jun waved his hand at Chen Zhonglin in pain and said with difficulty: "I...I'm still not used to this thing."

Chen Zhonglin lit a cigar himself, Jie Jie smiled and said: "You will need it in the future."

Lin Jun returned the cigar to the ashtray uncomfortably and said, "You'd better tell me quickly what are the differences and similarities between my Baozhu Tianjiu and Little Dionysian's 50-year-old Dukang wine."

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Chen Zhonglin said angrily: "Your medicinal wine is made from fine aged wine. Naturally, it is incomparable with the 50-year-old Dukang wine of Little Dionysus. But you added Chinese medicine to turn Baozhutian wine into aged medicinal wine.

, has the function of nourishing yin and replenishing yang. Drinking it will make people energetic and full of strength. This is what Little Dionysian 50-year-old Dukang wine cannot do."

Lin Jun nodded, and then asked again: "Are you saying that the taste and aroma of Baozhu Tianjiu are still incomparable to Little Dionysian's 50 Fine Liquor?"
To be continued...
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