In the best of years, the output of Dijin Winery is only 100,000 bottles. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This was the compromise that Alexander had to make to the other shareholders after his succession, because he suffered two years of unprofitable results in the eighties.

In fact, according to his original business philosophy, the production of Dijin Winery should be the same as a hundred years ago, with 66,000 bottles in good years, and halved in worse years, and a considerable number of new wines need to be sent to the cellar every year according to the family tradition, and stored for five years before they can be marketed.

According to the development model of modern enterprises, following tradition means reducing profits, and the production of Igan noble rot, which is seriously subject to weather factors, even in the mid-to-late eighties, the annual output value can easily exceed tens of millions of dollars, plus the necessary costs and expenses of storage, marketing, management, winery operation, and the necessary investment in vineyard maintenance, the loss of each vintage is quite staggering.

Count Alexander, who only holds 5% of the shares of the winery, adheres to tradition and becomes the biggest obstacle to other shareholders from making money, and in the year of no harvest, it has become the main culprit of the losses of other shareholders, so the strong investment of LV three years ago is bound to make Count Alexander stand on the opposite side of everyone, if it were not for his hereditary title, With a talent for tasting and a complete technique for making Igansake, he is sure to lose a lot of money in the fight against Bernard, the representative of the management who represents the interests of the vast majority of shareholders.

However, the French, who have a romantic tradition and a restless talent in their bones, have always implemented a 'populist' attitude towards the wineries of the Bordeaux region, not only tolerating but also encouraging the owners of the wineries to make wine according to tradition, so when there is an irreconcilable conflict between the traditional and modern management models, the court is still biased in favor of the Count Alexander, which allows him to take the only super-prime winery in the world as his own.

Following the attitude that '70% of a great wine depends on the quality of grapes, and a successful noble rot depends entirely on the vineyard', Count Alexander should have belonged to the type that has been eliminated by the times, but Fu Zhengyi knows when the wine market will enter an explosive period, so he dared to make a promise to Count Alexander, not hesitating to completely abandon the current market, give up all short-term profits, and be prepared to face losses for ten or even twenty years.

Delphine didn't understand, so did Sophia, who accompanied Chloe, and Batisian and Camilla, who weren't shunned, even more incomprehensible.

However, some things naturally don't need to be said so much and so thoroughly, as long as the events are slowly proven.

Night.

Chloe slept soundly in her little bed.

After half an hour of rehabilitation by him, Sophia, who returned to the bed, still couldn't help but drag him and asked. "Do you really think it's appropriate?"

"That's right, only then will I be able to satisfy your wish when you want to swim in the pool filled with Igan!"

"Righteousness!

"Okay, then let me ask you, ordinary Igan can only be sold for eighty dollars, but Agane can be sold for four hundred dollars if it is stored for five years, and the price has increased fivefold in five years, do you think it is more profitable to sell Igan for five years, or is it more profitable to sell it that year?"

With such a simple question, Sophia felt that even if he asked Chloe, he would get a positive answer, so she complained dissatisfied. "It must be that the longer the storage, the higher the profit!"

"Isn't that the right thing? Count Alexander couldn't do this before, because there are dozens of shareholders at Dijin Winery, and many of them don't drink wine at all, as a shareholder, it is the safest investment to get dividends and income every year, and who would be willing to risk losing all of them in five or ten years to run Dijin Winery?"

There's nothing hard to understand, so Sophia wondered after digesting his idea. "Aren't you afraid of losing money for ten or twenty years?"

"I'm not afraid! I'm going to set up a winery investment fund, with the intention of losing money for fifteen or twenty years, and let Digin Winery make the highest quality Igan according to its inherent tradition! Think about it, fifteen years later, Chloe Jr. should be about to enter college, and at her bar mitzvah she will get a winery that is unique in the world, I believe there is no better gift, right?"

Sophia was stunned for a moment, but grabbed his wrist and exclaimed in amazement. "What? What do you say?"

"What's wrong?

Sophia unconsciously bit her lower lip and stared at him in a daze, and after a moment suddenly opened her arms and hugged him tightly. "You can't do this! you're going to spoil me, you're going to spoil Chloe, it's not good......"

"Anyway, you also like to drink Igan wine, although I don't know how to get the title of 'Countess' for you, but the title of 'Lady Owner' of Digin Winery, I'm sure you will like it!"

"I like it, I like it so much, I feel like I'm going to faint with happiness, you really can't do this, you really can't be like this, I can't stand it......"

The temperature in the bedroom was already a little high, and Sophia hugged him tightly, muttering, and thanking, she couldn't let herself completely integrate into his body, so that the two of them would no longer have any barriers......

I don't know how long it took, Sophia noticed that his breathing seemed to be heavy, Sophia's face began to feverish, she was a little dazed but a little longing, so she held her breath and closed her eyes and was ready to lie down with him, but the sudden vomiting made her push him away in a panic, covering her mouth and hurried to find the trash can.

Woken up by Sophia's violent retching, little Chloe sat up and rubbed her eyes to look at Sophia lying on the edge of the bed, looking confused.

Pouring her a glass of warm water, Fu Zhengyi asked. "What's going on? Is something wrong with the food at night?"

She couldn't vomit anything, but the disgusting feeling was still there, and a possibility arose in her heart that made her extremely frightened, and Sophia's face turned pale and a little flustered. "No, I don't know, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with dinner......"

Chloe, who got out of the crib, stood on the side of the bed, imitating Fu Zhengyi's movements and patting Sophia on the back. "Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong with you, don't get sick again......"

"Mommy isn't sick, she's just a little nauseous......"

told her to call herself over if she had something, and Fu Zhengyi waited for them to settle down again before leaving.

Facing the door that he had brought shut, Sophia suddenly covered her face and cried silently......