Su Miao was leaning on the leather sofa. She was wearing a light-colored long skirt with a slender and obvious neck. The long skirt outlined her slender waist. The light purple color did not appear kitsch, but instead revealed the refreshing elegance of summer.
Her eyes fell on the phone screen and she tapped it with her fingertips.
"What do you want from me?" A tough male voice interrupted Su Miao.
Su Miao raised her head.
The man has a short head, strong and three-dimensional features, and a lollipop in his mouth that is extremely inconsistent with his temperament.
"Can't I ask you for a drink?"
"It's best not to, I'm not interested in women." Tan Zhuo said coldly.
Even though he said that, he still sat on the sofa on the other side of Su Miao, with his long legs crossed.
Su Miao put down her phone, raised her lips and smiled softly, "That's right, I'm not interested in you either."
"Tell me what you want from me." Tan Zhuo waved to the waiter to come over.
Su Miao glanced at him indifferently, smoked a cigarette, and said casually, "Of course I have good things to do with you."
The waiter came to Tan Zhuo and bent down to say hello, "Mr. Tan."
"Have a glass of whiskey." Tan Zhuo said concisely.
"Okay, Mr. Tan, wait a moment."
The waiter left, Tan Zhuo looked at Su Miao, took the lollipop out of his mouth, "Let's talk about it."
"I want to cooperate with you to build a winery." Smoke puffed out from his red lips.
"Winery?" Tan Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "The kind of dark organization?"
"Ah?" Su Miao was confused.
Why does running a winery involve a dark organization? What the hell?
"Isn't the winery you're talking about like the dark organization in Conan?" Tan Zhuo asked expressionlessly.
Su Miao: "......"
I thought he was a serious person, but he turned out to be a chuunibyou patient.
She just thought that among the people she knew, Tan Zhuo seemed to be more mature and stable, and suitable for cooperation. Unexpectedly, he was the most unreliable.
"Forget it, you go home." Su Miao was disgusted.
Tan Zhuoqing coughed twice and said, "Tell me what you think. I want to know why you suddenly want to open a winery."
"I don't want to talk anymore. You should leave quickly. I'll call others to come."
Just call Jiubei Fan, that guy looks a little more normal.
Tan Zhuo: "......"
"Tell me about it, maybe I'll be interested."
He discovered that although Su Miao, a woman, often made shocking remarks and especially liked to do nonsensical things, he could feel that Su Miao was a very strong person.
This strength is not limited to force, it refers to strength in all aspects.
Even if someone calls him, he always wants to listen and want to know what Su Miao wants to do.
Su Miao sat up straight, "It literally means opening a winery. The wine on the market now is too bad to drink."
Although the food in the apocalypse is not as delicious as the one here, the wine is much better than the one here.
After all, in that harsh environment, people are under too much mental pressure and always need some outlet, and alcohol is one of them.
There are many kinds of wines in the world, with numerous styles and countless varieties.
So when she drank the wine here for the first time, her first reaction was that it tasted terrible, even worse than the energy drinks of the apocalypse. It was really hard to imagine how people here could drink it.
"Still do not understand."
Isn’t wine like that? Is it possible that if you open a winery, the wine will taste better?
"You don't understand such a simple thing? Did you forget to take your brain with you when you went out? Or maybe your brain is all used in one place." There was something in Su Miao's words.
"It just means that we cooperate, you pay for it and I come up with the recipe, and we drink all the wines on the market."
Tan Zhuo stopped being lax, sat up straight, and lowered his crossed legs, "Sounds interesting."
"So do it?"
"Can your recipe really overwhelm all the wines on the market?" Tan Zhuo asked, his face grimacing unconsciously.
If you listen carefully, you can hear a trace of nervousness in his words.
If the formula in Su Miao's hand can really beat any wine on the market, then this will definitely be an incredible collaboration.
Su Miao smiled slightly and said, "You can try it."
Seeing Su Miao's confident expression, Tan Zhuo's heart beat faster, "I like this collaboration."
"So, is it a good thing to come out to you?" Su Miao teased.
"certainly."
The waiter just brought the wine over, and Tan Zhuo took it and raised his glass to signal.
Su Miao picked up the wine on the table and returned the favor.
After confirming the intention to cooperate, the next step is for the two to discuss the issue of share distribution and details.
Su Miao is not a hard-working person, at least not the kind of person who likes to stay in the company day and night, so she gave the majority of her shares to Tan Zhuo, and Tan Zhuo took charge of the winery.
This chat lasted nearly two hours.
Two hours of drinking and talking was enough to get Su Miao drunk. After all, this was not her original body, and her tolerance for alcohol was not that high.
The cell phone rang. Tan Zhuo and Su Miao looked at their cell phones at the same time, and finally found that it was Tan Zhuo's cell phone that was ringing.
When the call was connected, an angry voice came from the other end, "Tan Zhuo, where the hell have you been fooling around? Didn't you say you would come to the club today?"
Only then did Tan Zhuo remember that he had promised Xiao Zeyan that he would go to Yueting Hall tonight.
"Sorry, sorry, I'll come over right now."
As he spoke, he stood up and picked up the thin coat next to the sofa, "I'm going to leave first. When the details of the cooperation come, I'll get a contract for you."
"Before you go, make your purchase first." Su Miao said unceremoniously.
Although she has pocket money now, the high consumption here will directly wipe out her pocket money, which may not be enough.
Tan Zhuo: "......"
"You can just charge it directly to my account, and it will be deducted directly from my card."
"Thank you, Mr. Tan, for your hospitality."
Tan Zhuo quickly disappeared into the bar with his things, leaving Su Miao alone.
She picked up her phone and turned on the screen. She looked at the time and saw that it was very late. Su Miao got up and prepared to go back.
She probably drank too much and was very dizzy when she stood up. Su Miao stumbled and lost her balance, and was about to fall down when her face hit the ground.
Suddenly a strong hand grabbed her arm and pulled her up, avoiding the tragic situation.
Standing firm, Su Miao shook her head and said, "Thank you! Good Samaritan, if it weren't for you, I would have been smashed into a pig's head."
"Ha! Don't you always feel unsteady on your feet after drinking, waiting for someone to help you?" The low-pitched male voice was filled with deep anger.
If you are not a good drinker, don't drink so much. What should you do if you are in danger when you are drunk?
A worried woman.
When Su Miao heard this, she raised her eyes and raised the ends of her eyes slightly.
The man has handsome and sharp eyebrows, a crisp dark suit, and a dignified look.
Su Miao was drunk.
The ends of her bright eyes were dyed red, her eyes were blurred, and her face was flushed. At this moment, she was even more charming than usual.
"You look so familiar, beauty. Have we met somewhere?" Her tone was seductive.
A man's face is darker.
He squeezed her hand a little harder and said, "You've drunk too much. I'll take you home."
