Chapter 8 Rich don't make bastards

There are many types of red wine, and the price of red wine can be high and low.

Cheap red wine, called wine, can be bought for ten dollars on the street for a bottle, and the taste is so sweet that it tastes greasy.

Medium red wine, called dry red, can generally be bought in supermarkets, the price does not exceed 1,000 yuan, the taste is slightly better than wine, but the taste is not good.

High-quality red wine is called a brand, and you have to buy this grade of red wine in a specialty store, and the price ranges from more than 1,000 to more than 5,000, and the taste and texture are much better than dry red. For customers who have never drunk a top-of-the-line red wine, a fine red wine is a hard item at the banquet.

Top red wine is called a story, and each bottle of wine has its own story.

There is no uniform price for this level of red wine, you can buy it, you can't buy it, you don't buy it, and there is no fixed sales channel, only some big customers can get it by relationship.

As for the top top, it's called legend.

You may have seen and heard of such a wine in a certain place or in a magazine, but unless you have the opportunity, you will never see it in your life.

Seven or eight years of Lafite, it is the legend of red wine, the legend of legend.

Legend has it that only 1,000 bottles of this wine are produced a year.

Of these 1,000 bottles, 100 are to be kept in Bordeaux to provide a certain standard for the following year's winemaking.

The remaining 900 bottles will be drawn up by the person in charge of the villa, and in the order of the list, they will be given as gifts to those bigwigs who call for wind and rain.

Peng Chuan's father, Peng Wanli, is the chairman of the Regal Group, holding 70% of the shares of the Regal Group, and is recognized as the richest man in the world.

In appreciation of Regal Group's contribution to the global economy, Bordeaux gives Peng Wanli 100 bottles of 78 Lafite every year.

"Whew. ”

Boss Ma licked his lips with a cup of food.

He has been in business for many years, and he has drunk a lot of high-end red wines before, but compared to this seven or eight year old Lafite, the previous red wine is simply rubbish.

"Pony?" Peng Chuan smiled slightly: "How about my wine?"

"You don't have to pretend to be here. Boss Ma was unconvinced and said: "Isn't it just 100 million, see what you can bear! Wait, if you go up with big hands and feet, you will become poor again in less than three months!"

He took it for granted that Peng Chuan bought this wine at a high price, but he didn't expect that even other vintages of Lafite were in short supply, and this real seven or eight Lafite should not be able to buy it if he wanted to.

"Bothering you. Peng Chuan put away his smile: "After the wine, it's time to talk about our business." ”

"Serious business?" Boss Ma said curiously: "What is the business?"

Peng Chuan walked up to Boss Ma: "Tonight, it's Na, it's my classmate's birthday party, we were playing birthday games, but you invited the protagonist up, and you made disrespectful remarksβ€”β€”"

"Yo, look at your posture to find trouble with Ma?" Boss Ma prides himself on his extraordinary status, and doesn't take Peng Chuan in his eyes at all: "Then again, what's wrong with Ma's disrespectful words? You dare to beat me?"

"How dare I. ”

As he spoke, Peng Chuan slapped Boss Ma's left cheek, and the slap was loud and fierce, which scared the ladies into babbling.

"You're not a little daring. ”

Boss Ma is worthy of being Boss Ma, he is still calm at this time, he covered his face, and looked at Peng Chuan's eyes full of ruthlessness: "You are so awesome, just slap me again?"

"Do you want to? ”

"Smack!"

This slap slapped Boss Ma's right cheek.

"What the hell are you!" Boss Ma was shocked and angry: "Do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

"Little Yellow. Peng Chuan said to Manager Huang, who was stunned on the side: "I'm tired, you come and fan him." ”

"Me. Manager Huang's face was like earth: "Boss, Boss Ma is not an ordinary person, why don't we forget it?"

"Forget it?" Peng Chuan laughed: "Aren't you very powerful when you slapped Zhang Long below just now? Why, don't you dare to hit the pony? The background of the pony scared you?"

Scares me?

I don't know.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Manager Huang's mouth.

Zhang Long is just a student, even if his father is a deputy director, with the support of Boss Li and Boss Ma, Manager Huang has nothing to fear.

But Boss Ma is different.

Boss Ma is a famous and surnamed eldest brother in the county, and he really wants to beat him, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to get along here.

"Huh. ”

Seeing that Manager Huang didn't dare to hit himself, Boss Ma recovered from his anger: "Manager Huang, you are still very discerning." ”

"Little Yellow. Peng Chuan Zhengse said: "I'll give you a choice." ”

Manager Huang pricked up his ears.

"The first choice is to slap the pony a few times for me, this slap is not a white fan, I will give you 100,000 for each slap. ”

"The second option, get out of here and leave, this is my KTV, I don't want to see the bloodless lobby manager. ”

This?

Manager Huang hesitated.

At the end of the day, he's just a wage earner.

Isn't it just for money?

One slap of 100,000, ten slaps of 1 million, it's a big deal to earn the money for the rest of your life at one time!

More importantly, Boss Ma's revenge is also revenge on Peng Chuan, shouldn't he embarrass him?

Thinking about this reason, Manager Huang went out in an instant, he didn't wait for Peng Chuan to urge, ran to Boss Ma with an arrow, kicked Boss Ma to the ground with one kick, and then sat on Boss Ma, his hands were like fans, and raindrops fell on Boss Ma's face: "100,000, 200,000, 300,000..."

When Manager Huang earned five million, Boss Ma's face was swollen into a pig's head.

"Boss?" Manager Huang gasped, "Is it okay?"

"I think it's about the same, but if you don't feel like you're making enough money, you can keep playing, remember, the boss is not bad for money. ”

"Ming-white!"

Money can make ghosts grind, although Manager Huang is soft, but, a slap of 100,000 yuan, in exchange for you, do you fan?

"Huang Bin, I'll grass your mother!" Boss Ma was slapped with grief and anger, he grinned and lost a few teeth, and said vaguely: "You dog bastard who sees money, Nimabi is rotten by me!"

"If you have money, you don't earn a bastard!" Manager Huang once again showed his true colors as a man, "snapped" left and right, and slapped out a tooth of Boss Ma.

"Peng Chuan. Weng Jiana said tentatively: "Why don't you stop fighting?"

"You're soft-hearted?"

"It's not. Weng Jiana bit her lip and said, "That guy just said bad things about me, and I hate him to death." ”

"Then keep fighting, we don't have to do it anyway. ”

"Money. Weng Jiana reminded: "You finally won the jackpot, you have to save the money well, why are you so generous? ”

Is this for my sake?

Peng Chuan was agitated for a while, and he couldn't help but say what was in his heart: "Just because he insulted you just now, don't say a slap of 100,000, I am willing to slap 1 million." ”

Weng Jiana heard Peng Chuan's meaning, she was a little surprised and a little moved: "Fool." ”

"Whew. ”

Manager Huang smiled bitterly and stopped.

He really ran out of energy.

"Won't fight?"

"No fights. ”

"How many hits?"

"A hundred. ”

"Then round it up. Peng Chuan patted Manager Huang on the shoulder: "Ten million, wait and get the money at the front desk." ”

"Boss. Manager Huang was pleasantly surprised: "You are the most generous boss I have ever met." ”

"You're also very good at sycophants. Peng Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Tell me, how much was your previous salary?"

"Fifteen thousand. ”

"Less, in the future, I will give you 100,000 yuan a month, thirteen months' salary plus one million year-end bonuses every year, can you accept it?"

"Acceptable!" Manager Huang stood up with a carp: "Boss, you, you are simply my nobleman! I, I will mess with you in the future!"

"Don't be in a hurry to say anything, you're not done yet. Peng Chuan pointed to Boss Ma lying on the ground: "Throw this pile of rotten meat out, I don't want such garbage in KTV." ”

"Yes!"

Manager Huang didn't know where he got the strength, so he forcibly resisted Boss Ma.

"Okay, it's clean. Peng Chuan picked up his wine glass: "Come, let's have one." ”

Drink one?

Not to mention drinking, Zhang Long was so shocked that he was about to vomit.

In just one hour, the world has changed dramatically.

Originally, he was Brother Long, and he was also Weng Jiana's number one suitor, and he was the eldest brother in the hearts of thousands of younger brothers in the school.

Later, Manager Huang beat him back to his original form, and Boss Ma let him know what it means to be outside of people, and there are people outside of heaven.

Later, Peng Chuan stood up and said that he had won 100 million.

In the end, Peng Chuan defeated Boss Ma, subdued Manager Huang, and became the new boss of this KTV.

If Peng Chuan is the elder brother, then Boss Ma is a younger brother, and Manager Huang is a younger brother, and he has become a younger brother and younger brother.

This, this is simply a fantasy!

Thinking that he had ridiculed Peng Chuan many times before, Zhang Long was really frightened, if it weren't for Weng Jiana being here, he really wanted to grab Peng Chuan's trouser leg and say again: "Brother Peng, I was wrong!"

"Zhang Long?" Peng Chuan pointed to the wine glass and said, "Drink." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Zhang Long hurriedly picked up his glass: "Peng, Brother Peng, I toast you." ”

"It's all classmates, what brother is not a brother?" After thinking about it, Peng Chuan said again: "I ask the two of you for one thing." ”

"Brother Peng, please speak!"

"Don't tell other students about here. ”

"No problem!"

Although I don't know what Peng Chuan thinks, for Zhang Long himself, the performance here is really embarrassing, and it's really best not to say it.

"Peng Chuan. Weng Jiana also spoke: "Thank you this time, well, thank you." ”

Peng Chuan smirked, and was about to say something, when the ladies over there ran over, and while running, they threw flattering eyes at Peng Chuan, and their voices were even more numb: "Brother Peng!"