PS: The number of words is slightly less, more than 4300 words (300 words are given), tomorrow the light and darkness must sell hard :)

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The female secretary swung her waist and opened the door to Sean's office, and walked in with Old Sean and David, the chief winemaker of the Idler's Manor.

"Oh, Mr. Sean, I haven't seen you in a while, what surprise are you going to bring me this time?"

As a well-known drunkard in the European wine industry, Sean's first sight was not the female secretary's round ass and slender legs, let alone the two bearded men of Old Sean and David, but the basswood box in Old Sean's hand. Looking at the size of this box, there are at least two bottles of wine in it.

Sean's name is ordinary in France like Zhang San and Li Si, and the same name will not make him look at old Sean differently, unless there is a good wine that can impress him, then maybe he will invite this old guy with the same name as himself to sit down and have a cup of coffee or something.

David and Shaun Sr. glanced at each other, imagining the madness of Mr. Vice President later, and when the 'Purple Dragon's Breath' was made, the two of them were completely crazy.

"Mr. Vice President, this is a new sake that has just been brewed from the Idler's Manor, and it is the best of the new wines, I think only you are qualified to taste it."

Old Sean consciously or unintentionally ignores the president, Henry Dubon, much to Sean's delight, and the guy always has more wine in the cellar than he does, which makes him feel indignant, and Sean of the Idler's Manor is really a sensible man.

"Isn't there President Du Peng?" Sean smiled, glancing at the old Sean, who had the same name and a different surname as himself, and suddenly felt a little kind.

"In my eyes, you are a true expert. ”

The romantic French chicken is not as pure and selfless as the Chinese people imagine, the old Sean has been in the French wine industry for many years, so he naturally knows that the relationship between President Du Peng and President Sean is not wonderful, and he also knows that the person who really holds the real power now is Sean, the vice president. Although he ostensibly prefers fine wine and women to Du Peng. But it is more professional than the guy who has been the president for more than 20 years, and it is more convincing to the major AOC wineries; in fact, if it weren't for Du Peng's unparalleled wine appreciation ability and strong qualifications, this president would have belonged to Sean long ago.

In addition to believing in red wine, old Sean also believes in the Lord, and he thinks that the National Association of Origin and Geographical Names will have a vice president with the same name as himself, which must be the guidance of the Lord.

"Okay, sit down, and let me see the wine you brought. If it is qualified to be labeled as a 'national honor', then the Idler's Manor may break the mold and become the new AOC."

Old Sean's words made Vice President Sean laugh heartily, and he affectionately invited him to sit down with David. He also winked at him: "Let me guess, that's what you're here for, isn't it?" Oh, 'Purple Dragon's Breath', this name seems to transport me into medieval legends, the world of knights and dragons, I have to say, the person who came up with this name is really a genius." ”

"He's also a genius at winemaking. Old Sean added in his stomach, slowly opened the basswood wine box, and said with a smile: "'Purple Dragon's breath'." Please taste it to the vice president."

There are two bottles of red wine in the basswood wine box, there is no wine label, and the color of the cork on the mouth of the bottle is still tender, indicating that these are two bottles of wine that have not been cellared.

"Not in the cellar?"

Vice President Sean was slightly stunned. I couldn't help but glance at Old Sean and them suspiciously.

It's common knowledge that red wine needs to be cellared, but with the development of the times, there are more and more Asian nouveau riche who are obedient and learn to drink red wine, and don't expect these people to buy wine decanters. Don't expect them to master the amount of wine poured and shake it in the right position. That's why even AOC-rated wineries are introducing the 'maturation' process to make some convenient fast-food wines that cater to the Asian and European general markets.

This type of wine will not be top-notch. However, because of the rigorous selection of materials and the advanced nature of the new technology, a certain quality can be guaranteed, and some will even surpass the ordinary 'cellar' old craft red wine.

Sean just wondered, how could this 'fast noodle' style red wine appear in front of him, and it also had such a shocking name, 'Dragon's Breath'?

After making sure that old Sean didn't look like there was anything wrong with his head, he picked up a bottle of red wine and expertly uncorked it with a corkscrew. Sniffed with his nose, the taste seemed to be very ordinary, which made Mr. Vice President frown, if it weren't for the fact that Old Sean could speak, which made him quite happy, I'm afraid he would have thrown the bottle in someone's face a long time ago.

Out of politeness, Mr. Vice President poured out some 'Purple Dragon's Breath', and looked at his cautious appearance, as if this was a real top red wine, and had just filled the bottom of the glass. After sniffing it again, he was really in no mood to shake and taste, and frowned and said, "Mr. Sean, it seems that you should give me an explanation?"

There was a faint aroma of grapes wafting through the air, and Sean could quickly judge the quality of the grape variety. But this made him even more angry, as a senior drunkard and a wine expert in the red wine industry, he could tolerate someone making average red wine, but he could not tolerate someone spoiling the finest winemaking materials. This is like a pure, moving, and stunning beauty being caught by an old pervert who is sloppy and has no career and no future, and a man should be indignant.

"The master brewer said, shake it. ”

Old Sean looked at his eponymous brother with a smile, very sympathetic. Thinking back to when he first saw this wine, he was just as confused and angry, but when he shook it according to Zhou Yi's request, the whole world changed. He thinks that Zhou Yi must be described as a master, otherwise he will be sorry for this bottle of 'Zilong's breath'.

"Shake it? What if you shake a fast food red wine that you haven't even experienced in the cellar?

The vice-president scoffed, and his anger grew, but at last he picked up his glass and shook it twice driven by curiosity, his posture was graceful and professional, and his strength was just right, like a true wine nobleman

"Snort" As the wine glass shook, a strange sound appeared in Vice President Sean's ears.

"Well, it's not going to be a sparkling bar, or maybe it's not even sparkling wine, it's just a bad soda? It's so bad, it's an insult to a veteran in the wine industry Is it no, my God, how can it be like this?"

There are no bubbles in the glass, and it is not soda. With the slight sound of snorting, a familiar aroma of mellow wine suddenly appeared in front of Sean's nose, and even if he sniffed it with his ears and eyes, he could instantly judge that this was a ripe aroma that could only be possessed by high-quality red wine that had been cellared for at least thirty years!

The wine woke up, and the fast food wine that he judged to have not undergone the cellaring process at all actually had the taste of the top Mouton and Lafite after fully 'waking up', and it was far more than that!

Where is the arrogant and elegant vice president Sean, where is the same aristocratic calm demeanor when tasting the top red wine, pointing out the 'golden tongue of Bordeaux' that scolds Fang Xuan, he can't help but stretch his neck and poke his head towards the mouth of the glass

"Boom!"

I heard a loud bang in my head. An unprecedented, unique, and incomparably mellow aroma that made the heart shiver on the skin suddenly erupt from the glass, filling the vice president's mouth with saliva and biting his tongue very unproductively.

The breath, the aroma of wine erupted at this moment, like the breath of the legendary dragon, which could make the knights tremble.

The hand holding the cup trembled, and Sean froze like a statue, full of tears. The aroma of wine rushed into his nose, mouth, esophagus, and whole body, all the way to the tail vertebrae. It was as if he had been struck by a strong alternating current, making him moan as if he had been electrocuted: "Uh-huh, oh-oh-oh-oh"

Shaun Sr. and David looked at each other. They didn't laugh at Mr. Vice President, because they had the same reaction when they first came into contact with the 'Purple Dragon's Breath', and they were even worse than Mr. Vice President.

"Ziyo!"

I can't care about any manners, and Mr. Vice President is like a beggar who has been hungry for three days and three nights. I drank all the red wine in one gulp, quickly poured another glass, shook it twice, sniffed, and continued to 'moisturize'

Old Sean and David looked straight at each other. Bitter boy, this is a good wine.

Red wine is notoriously mellow and heavy, but compared with white wine, it is a little less impactful, but the "breath of the purple dragon" has solved this shortcoming, after the wine enters the stomach, it does not quickly diverge and is absorbed by the body, but drills around in the body, making people's limbs unblocked, and unconsciously, it is already sweating.

Vice President Sean is also a big man who has seen countless fine wines and often appears at various wine tasting meetings, but at this moment, he muttered like a slut in a climax: "Oh, oh, roar, and, I want to" cup after cup, and soon drank a bottle of 'Zilong's Breath' cleanly, poured it empty, 'ho ho' screamed twice, jumped up and grabbed another bottle.

"No, no, Mr. Dear Vice President, you can't drink anymore, you'll get drunk"

Old Sean was distressed to see it, among the two thousand bottles of wine brewed this time, less than two hundred bottles were 'Purple Dragon's Breath' brewed by Zhou Yi himself, and the rest was just a low-level red wine 'Dragon's Moan' brewed according to the process he taught, with the newly added 'Strange Tricks' tools, and Zhou Yi kept half of the two hundred bottles himself, which was divided into a small part by him and David, and the remaining dozens of bottles were for the 'National Honor', and now they were actually killed by Mr. Vice President in an instant.

Although it is a gift to him, old Sean is inevitably distressed, and at the same time has some sympathy for this vice president; this wine is not easy to drink, once tasted, even the top goods like 45-year-old Mouton are difficult to eat, and the stamina is long, ordinary people will have no love for wine in two days.

This is the case with the old man Zhou Maotong, and the 'Purple Dragon's Breath' has become a good medicine for his old man to soften blood vessels, healthy his body, and reduce the average amount of alcohol he drinks.

The dragon of the wine world has appeared, is there a knight who can subdue it? Maybe only one Huaxia Zhou, old Sean still remembers, when everyone including Miss Liu was crazy, the magical young man was still so calm, as if he was not drinking wine, but a cup of afternoon black tea

"Zilong's breath!Mr. Sean, my namesake brother, thank you!"

After all, he is one of the few old drunkards in the French wine industry, and Vice President Sean quickly realized the beauty of this wine, and cherished the remaining bottle of 'Purple Dragon's Breath' into the wine cabinet behind him, his eyes flashed: "My good brother, how many bottles of wine like this can I get in a month?"

Shaken off the shock of the first taste of the 'breath of the purple dragon', Mr. Vice President soon realized that he might not find a replacement, 45-year-old Mouton, '82-year-old Rafite, no, all of them, all rubbish! For a mad drunkard, this is the greatest happiness and the greatest disaster.

He has secretly decided that even if he fights hard, he will win the 'national honor' for the idler's manor, so that the 'Purple Dragon's Breath' can represent the French wine industry and appear at various summits at the highest level in the world, so that those super-rich people can go crazy for it, and let the French wine industry firmly grasp the Taishan bull's ears in the world wine industry, which can never be shaken!

But he needed a commitment.

How many bottles can you give me a month?

"Well, this one."

How many bottles a month? It's so naïve Old Sean thought back to next Zhou Yi's words, shook his head and said: "I'm sorry Mr. Vice President, 'Purple Dragon's Breath' has only brewed less than a hundred bottles this year, you know, once we get the 'National Honor', we must have at least more than fifty bottles in reserve, plus the consumption here and there, we can't supply it to you this year." "The 'here and there' in his mouth obviously includes Sean's here, he alone has consumed two bottles, and he is still greedy?

"My good brother, you may have misunderstood, I can pay for it. ”

"That's gone. ”

"My brother, you're murder!"

Vice President Sean's eyes widened: "If there is no follow-up supply, don't let me drink such wine, this is the cruelest thing for a respectable wine connoisseur, do you want a poor person with a broken mood to run around for the idler's manor and apply for the 'National Honor'?"

"I promise your heart won't break"

Old Sean couldn't help but smile and said: "'Purple Dragon's Breath' is gone, but this time we also brewed 'Dragon's Moan', although it is not brewed by Magic Zhou himself, but it is produced according to his instructions, and the materials used are exactly the same as 'Purple Dragon's Breath', the quality is far more than the previous top red wine, only slightly worse than 'Purple Dragon's Breath'." ”

"So?" Vice President Sean's face looked better.

"Also, next year, we may be able to make a good sake that surpasses the 'Breath of the Purple Dragon', and we will definitely give it to you when the time comes. ”

"Beyond the 'Purple Dragon's Breath', oh, oh, is this true?"

Mr. Vice President rubbed his hands a little excitedly: "Okay, old Sean, my brother of the same name, bring your samples, I need at least a bottle of 'Purple Dragon's Breath' to declare the 'National Honor' for you." ”

“nonono”

Old Sean shook his head again and again: "It's better to wait for the committee to verify, I'll bring the wine again, it's dangerous in your hands"

"You old fellow!"

Vice President Sean chuckled, his own careful thinking was still seen through by the cunning old Sean. (To be continued......)

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