Chapter Ninety-Seven: Heart-piercing Feeling [Revised]
I don't know when, the silver-haired foreigner and the young woman who were originally far away also came over.
Especially the silver-haired foreigner, looking at the red wine in Uncle Jiu's hand, his eyes lit up, he snatched it away, held it in the palm of his hand, and said in a very proficient Chinese: "This is the wine produced by the Modang Haojie Winery in 1945, incredible, incredible, it is still preserved in this world, sealed intact, how is it possible!" I remember a bottle of this wine coming up at auction many years ago, and it was worth 500,000 dollars, and it hasn't been seen since, and everybody thought that there was no way to find something that was still alive and well, and that was possible? How is this possible?"
The silver-haired foreigner, who exclaimed again and again, almost put his nose on the bottle, and breathed desperately deeply, his face full of intoxication.
"Mike, this is what the little brother brought and sold to me, don't think about it. Uncle Nine said angrily.
was suddenly interrupted from the conversation, even if it was his good friend, he would not give a good look.
"I'll pay 5.5 million, little brother, what's the matter?" The silver-haired foreigner didn't pay attention to Uncle Jiu, but instead made a bid for Ye Tian, and only after finishing speaking did he look at Uncle Jiu and said, "Haven't you made a deal yet?" ”
As he spoke, he leaned down with a thick face, holding the bottle of red wine and that look, as if to say, if you hit me, I won't let go.
Uncle Nine: "......"
Xue Qian: "......"
Ye Tian: "......"
This foreigner is really a bit of a child's temper, and he obviously looks older than Uncle Nine.
Uncle Nine didn't give him a good look, stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice, "Bring it!"
"Don't give it!"
"Bring it, it's here to sell it to me. ”
"Don't give it!"
"This is mine. ”
"Don't give it!"
"Mike, do you want to go out and practice, believe it or not, I beat you all over the ground today. ”
"Don't give it!"
“.......”
No matter what Uncle Nine says, the silver-haired foreigner Uncle Nine will not let go, and he will still look at what you do with me.
It is impossible for Uncle Nine to really do it, his angry face is red, you two say a word, I say a word.
Xue Qian and the young woman had long been stupid, where had they ever seen such a two.
Ye Tian is nothing, but he feels a little funny, these two people are really a bit like children.
In the end, the two of them actually threw the question back to Ye Tian.
"Young man, I'm willing to pay 6 million, how about you sell it to me?" Uncle Jiu said kindly.
"I'm willing to pay 6.1 million, you sell it to me, young man. The silver-haired foreigner then said.
Uncle Nine glared at the goods angrily, but the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and still looked at Ye Tian with a smile.
Waiting for Ye Tian to speak, who do you want to give it to.
Xue Qian and the young woman didn't expect the situation to turn out like this in the end, and they also looked at Ye Tian directly.
Ye Tian smiled faintly, didn't speak, and then silently stretched out his hand, grabbed it in his backpack, and took out another bottle of red wine in front of everyone.
Then he smiled and said, "Actually, I still have a bottle." ”
Silver-haired foreigner: "......"
Uncle Nine: "......"
Xue Qian: "......"
Young woman: "......"
Everyone suddenly had a sentence in their hearts that MMP must be spoken!
That smile is so cheap, cheap that makes people want to punch it.
It seems that the two of them have been arguing there for a long time, and then finally the problem came to him, and he took out another bottle.
I'm so angry! I want to hit him!
This is the simultaneous thought in the minds of the silver-haired foreigner and Uncle Jiu.
For many years, no one dared to do this in front of them, especially a young man with just grown hair, smiling like a little fox.
And at this very moment.
The silver-haired foreigner suddenly stretched out his hand and said with a smile on his face: "Why didn't you say it earlier? I also want this bottle, the same price." ”
Syllable!
A hand suddenly hit this hand, and at the same time scooped the bottle of red wine in his hand, and yelled, "Mike, don't go too far." ”
It's none other than Uncle Nine, and Uncle Nine is a little anxious at this time.
The shameless spirit of this silver-haired foreigner really pissed him off.
"Hehe~Lao Jiu, didn't you say you wanted it?" The silver-haired foreigner withdrew his hand, not angry at all, and his face was not even red.
It seems that Uncle Nine didn't say he wanted it, so he could start in advance, and Uncle Nine's face turned green, and he couldn't do anything about him for a while.
I want to beat him, but he's too old, and I'm afraid of killing him, but this guy is too thick-skinned.
After getting the wine, Uncle Nine didn't say a word, took out a magnifying glass, and some small equipment, and quickly breathed a sigh of relief, with a satisfied look on his face, and had no doubt that the bottle of wine he was holding in his hand now was also real.
He didn't dare to let go, his shameless friend was too shameless.
No, the silver-haired foreigner was holding a bottle in his hand, and his eyes were still looking at the bottle in Uncle Jiu's hand, his eyes were complicated, and he had various emotions of regret, reluctance, and mother's sale.
The air suddenly fell silent, and it always felt a little awkward.
When neither of them spoke.
The young and beautiful girl beside the silver-haired foreigner hurriedly spoke: "Little brother, since there are exactly two bottles, my father and Uncle Nine are exactly one bottle per person, you make a price, if it is reasonable, we will all have it." ”
The silver-haired foreigner couldn't help but mutter, "Actually, I can have both bottles." ”
Uncle Nine rolled his eyes angrily, he really wanted to smash it with a fist, so that this shameless foreigner would know why his fist was the size of a punching bag.
The girl who spoke couldn't help but pull her father, with an embarrassed look on her face.
Ye Tian looked at all this in front of him calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Xue Qian sat honestly on the side, he still hadn't reacted yet, how could this red wine be worth five million a bottle.
Wait, the red wine he drew in the live broadcast room yesterday won't be this!
A bad premonition suddenly rose in my heart.
He had a feeling that nine times out of ten it might be this red wine, although the family had money and he had a lot of pocket money, but this was five million!
Thinking about the way Ye Tian looked at him yesterday, he asked him if he really didn't want it, and he looked at the barrage live broadcast room in a hurry and didn't look carefully at all, as if he saw some four million words.
Now that I think about it, it's so eye-catching!
So that's what happened.
His little heart was twitching, and his waist was aching.
I didn't expect that my fluttering words yesterday would give away five million.
Although he is the second generation of rich, he is not such a loser!
However, these actions and ruined behaviors of oneself cannot be compared with one's brother.
A bottle of red wine worth five million was actually used to draw a lottery in the live broadcast room, and it was not a bottle.
It's his father, he can't bear it, so he sends it out so lightly.
What did this brother experience on a desert island?
That's a big change!
He didn't dare to recognize the change.