One of the security guards saw that Yang Xiaoji was talking, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Yang, this person came to the company early in the morning to mess around, and he didn't say anything when he asked him, so he shouted to see you!"

When the middle-aged man saw it, he pushed those people away desperately, knelt directly in front of Yang Xiaoji, and shouted excitedly: "Mr. Yang, please let go of my winery, I will kowtow to you!"

The head knocked, the 'bang' sound, and the middle-aged man didn't know why he was so excited?

Yang Xiaoji hurriedly called the security guard to stop him, he had to die if he went down like this, and asked: "Uncle, I don't understand what you said, what is your winery?

It turned out that this middle-aged man's surname was Chao, and his name was 'Xiang Hansheng', and he was the director of a traditional brewery.

Because it is a traditional brew, the scale is not large, and the 'red liquor' they produce has never had a market and barely exists.

But then someone wants to buy his brewing recipe, Xiang Hansheng is the inheritor of this traditional brewing, this red mercy is drunk, it has been passed down for hundreds of years, how can it be sold?

The buyer, not talking nonsense with him, quietly came into contact with his son, eating, drinking, playing, and gambling, one after another, and in the end, his son simply took the title deed of the factory and lost it.

To put it simply, Xiang Hansheng has no ability to build a distillery in another place, and the brewing equipment has changed places, and it is impossible to have the original taste.

Later, when I inquired, they said that it was Yang Xiaoji of the king company who bought them.

Xiang Hansheng also had no tricks, so he wanted to kowtow and ask for an opportunity, so that Yang Xiaoji raised his noble hand and let them go.

Yang Xiaoji frowned and listened to him, and he didn't speak for a long time.

That Xiang Hansheng thought that Yang Xiaoji was angry, and hurriedly kowtowed again.

But he was stopped by Yang Xiaoji and said, "Uncle Chao, don't be like this, this is not the place to talk, come with me!"

led Xiang Hansheng to the restaurant, ordered two breakfasts, and hot water, and asked Xiang Hansheng to wipe the blood on his forehead first, but fortunately, it was only a little broken, and it was no big deal.

Yang Xiaoji then asked: "Are you sure that the company that acquired you is our king company?" Who told you this?"

Xiang Hansheng is a real person, whatever Yang Xiaoji asked, he said, "The person I asked, called Lao Jin, I don't know what his surname is, he said that he is the king's company, and when he bought my winery that day, he was one of them!"

It seems that someone is deliberately pouring dirty water on Yang Xiaoji's head.

Angry or something, let's not talk about it first, and it's useless, Yang Xiaoji said to Xiang Hansheng: "Uncle Xiang, I can tell you this, my company and my people will never use this kind of indiscriminate means to make money and bully people, this is someone who is using the reputation of our king company to play tricks!"

"So, it wasn't your people who did it?" I blamed you?" Xiang Hansheng hurriedly got up and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, it's all because I didn't ask clearly, so I came here to talk nonsense!"

Yang Xiaoji smiled instead: "I still have to thank you, if you hadn't told me, I still don't know that someone is cheating the world and stealing your name, by the way, when did they say they will take over your winery?"

"It's noon today!" Xiang Hansheng looked at Yang Xiaoji very suspiciously, feeling that this boss seemed to be a little different from other bosses.

"Okay, I'll go with you later, who dares to use my name?"

called the shovel, Mo Ling, Shui Yue and the others, and only then walked to the door, just in time to see Nong Huaien also coming with two bottles of wine.

Yang Xiaoji asked people to send the wine to the office and said to Nong Huaien: "Go, go out with me!"

Nong Huaien also asked: "What are you playing with this face?"

While walking, Yang Xiaoji told Xiang Hansheng what happened to him, and Nong Huaien was anxious on the spot: "I'm grassy, who is this?

Coming to the door of the winery located in the suburbs, Yang Xiaoji smelled a strong aroma of wine, this smell is very special, not pungent, with an aftertaste, and he has not seen his wine drunk.

Nong Huaien also sniffed it vigorously and exclaimed: "Good wine, why didn't I know that there was such a good wine here?"

Yang Xiaoji said: "Usually we all load coins and drink red wine, but we forget that our Dragon Kingdom is the ancestor of winemaking, and the red wine is a money smell, but this wine aroma, this immersive emotion, is all scum compared to expensive red wine!"

Feeling it, even Xiang Hansheng was moved, sighed and said: "I didn't expect that there are still people who know how to drink so much, it's so rare, everyone please sit inside, I will pour the hundred-year-old red pity drunk for you, so that everyone can taste our traditional brewing process!"

Walking into the winery, Yang Xiaoji sighed.

Everywhere you look, it is very simple, in front of it is a courtyard, a few rooms, the backyard is the place for winemaking, bursts of fog, sometimes rising in the air, the sound of mechanical humming, sometimes ringing in the ears.

The peeling wall skin and the old window ridges silently tell the mottled years and the ups and downs of the past.

There was a jar of wine in the room, sleeping quietly and precipitating, and the aroma of wine emitted was a hundred years of domineering and majestic.

When he saw all this, Yang Xiaoji's eyes moistened.

When he saw the figure of Xiang Hansheng setting the table and holding the cup, his tears finally burst out of his eyes.

No matter the torture of the years, no matter the difficulties of life, Xiang Hansheng used his shoulders to stand up to the sky and live strongly, for this inheritance, for that protection.

This is the treasure left by the ancestors, this is the proud spirit of every Dragon Country person, and it is also a forbearant emotion and unrestrained love and hate.

Nong Huaien and others all nodded silently for Yang Xiaoji in their hearts, shouting good, this is Yang Xiaoji, his heart is kind and warm, how can he not be respected?

Because of the large number of people, I had to put two large tables, and prepared a few appetizers for Han Sheng, 'peanuts, tofu skin, sugar tomatoes, and green onions'.

"I can't come up with the best dishes, come to entertain everyone, I'll fill up the wine for you!" Xiang Hansheng picked up the wine jar and poured wine for everyone.

Nong Huaien nodded and said, "I love to hear this, I always want you to be a real person!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and Yang Xiaoji said: "This glass of wine, we don't respect the heavens and the earth, so we respect the old and leave us such a good wine, everyone cheers!"

Smelling the fragrance and drinking it is even more delicious, Yang Xiaoji and the others were immediately intoxicated, it was really a century-old wine, what kind of red wine, foreign wine compared to this cup of red drunkenness, it was simply not on the table.