San Francisco, also known as San Francisco, is the fourth most populous city in the United States. [No pop-up novel network]

In the middle of the 19th century, the San Francisco Gold Rush developed rapidly, attracting a large number of Chinese people to visit, they called San Francisco the Golden Mountain, and later changed to San Francisco in order to distinguish Melbourne, Australia.

If you're new to San Francisco, there are three places to visit: the Golden Gate Bridge, Fisherman's Wharf, and then Napa Valley Winery, which is just one of the many wineries in Napa Valley.

The destination of Zhang Bin's trip is Helan Winery.

The plane stopped at San Francisco International Airport, and after a period of taxiing, came to a steady stop.

The black man in front stood up first, glanced at Zhang Bin and them, and walked out with an unkind face.

Zhang Bin and the four walked out in order, and when Zhang Bin walked up to Alice, the other party quietly handed him a note.

Zhang Bin glanced at her, and the other party smiled back.

When he came to the pick-up gate, Zhang Bin saw a man in a suit and tie holding a sign with the word Zhang Bin written on it.

Seeing Zhang Bin looking over, the man understood, put away the sign, and walked towards Zhang Bin and them.

"You are Zhang Bin, hello, I am in charge of picking you up at the Hilton Hotel", the man introduced himself with a smile and took out a ID and business card.

"Please take a look, this is my business card and ID, this is the hotel's attendance list".

"You can call me Kelly, my friends call me that."

Kelly, 28, is a lobby attendant at the Hilton Hotel, where she is also responsible for picking up and dropping off guests.

"The car is outside, please come here", Kaili bent down slightly very respectfully, asked Zhang Bin to go ahead, and then wanted to help Da Niu carry the suitcase.

"No, we'll just come by ourselves", Zhang Dabiao refused with a smile next to him.

"I'm sorry", Kelly glanced at the black lockbox, he was afraid that it was someone else's secret.

A Mercedes-Benz was parked outside Exit 3 of the airport, Zhang Bin sat in the middle, Chen Yi and Zhang Dabiao were on both sides of him, Da Niu was sitting in the co-pilot, and the box was in Zhang Dabiao's hands.

On the way, Zhang Bin opened the note that Alice handed him, and there were two English letters written on it, J.P, what does this mean?

Zhang Bin looked at Kai Li, who was driving, and asked, "J.P. Do you know?" ”

"J.P is the name of a band we have here, which specializes in hip-hop music, and it's kind of famous, and by the way, I've heard that there's a small gig a few days ago, and if you like it, I can go and get a few cards for you," Kelly said with a smile.

"No need, I'll just ask."

Zhang Bin understood, and it was estimated that the black man was one of the members of this band.

After almost an hour of driving, the car came to the outside of the hotel.

Kaili got out of the car and opened the door for Zhang Bin, and then took him to the front desk to go through the formalities.

Zhang Bin has booked two suites in advance, one for himself and one for the three of Da Biao.

After completing the formalities, I was led by another waiter to the upstairs suite.

At this time, it was already late, and no one came to disturb Zhang Bin.

After closing the door, he rested a little, and then called Zhao Min and them, who were far away in China, to report that they were safe.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Bin dialed Kerry's phone.

"Kerry, I'm in San Francisco, can you arrange for me to meet Mr. Harlan?" Zhang Bin asked.

"Zhang, are you in San Francisco now?" There was a sense of surprise in Kerry's voice.

"Yes, I came to visit Mr. Harlan this time", Zhang Bin said sincerely, "I have something I want to talk to him about, about the winery."

"I have to say you're lucky, Mr. Harlan is going to be out of here for a while tomorrow afternoon, can I help you ask?" Kerry said with a smile.

"Thank you".

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Bin began to wait quietly.

Seeing that Harlan is part of his plan for this trip, as one of the shareholders of Helan Winery, Zhang Bin holds 20% of the shares, which is a large share, and he believes that the other party should give him this face.

Sure enough, Kerry wrote back soon after, and Mr. Harlan would receive him personally at the winery tomorrow morning.

Whew, put down the phone, Zhang Bin breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Bin said that he was not nervous, it was false, Mr. Harlan could be regarded as the most capitalized person he had seen in his previous life and present life, of course, so far, with billions of dollars in his fortune, but now, such a person will receive him in person tomorrow, or in his winery.

I have to admit that Zhang Bin instantly felt that his grade had improved a lot.

This is not a lack of self-confidence, but a sense of satisfaction in being recognized and respected by others, which cannot be felt in Wang Haijun and Liu Shuqing.

Of course, domestic families like the Yu family and Li Yi are not counted, in a sense, capitalists only exist in the form of the capital market, although Zhang Bin feels that he is not yet a qualified capitalist.

With a relaxed mood, Zhang Bin fell asleep early after washing.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhang Bin had just finished washing up and was eating the breakfast sent by the hotel waiter, when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in", Zhang Bin rinsed his mouth with water.

The door opened, and Zhang Dabiao leaned in halfway.

"Boss, the person you want is here," Zhang Dabiao said.

"Oh, bring him in," Zhang Bin said, nodding.

Zhang Dabiao immediately opened the door, got out of the way, and revealed a young man in a suit and leather shoes behind him, is he Chinese?

The other party walked up to Zhang Bin with a smile, bent over at 90 degrees, and said, "Hello Mr. Zhang, I am Sun Yang, and I will be responsible for your legal business contacts in the U.S. commercial contract."

Sun Yang handed over a piece of information, which was his own.

"Chinese?" Zhang Bin asked.

Sun Yang smiled and nodded, "My parents are both from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and they came to the United States in the seventies, I was born in the United States, and in San Francisco, there are about a quarter of people like me."

Zhang Bin nodded, glanced at the information, and handed it back to him.

Zhang Bin and Sun Yang chatted in the room for a while, and then they took everyone down, and the hotel had prepared a car to go to Pana Valley Winery.

This time two cars were prepared, because one car was clearly not enough.

The city is about 80 miles from Napa Valley, which is close to 130 kilometers in the units we know it well.

The car was driving on a wide asphalt road at a high speed.

An hour later, Zhang Bin and the others were almost in the Napa Valley.

California, in the short history of the United States, is a legendary place.

The Golden Iron Horse and the Western Cowboy are all unique marks of this land.

And Napa Valley, in California, is like the domestic Moutai.

The United States is the fourth largest wine producer in the world, and the nine layers of wine in the United States are produced in California, which can be said to represent the entire American wine industry, and the most famous wine region in California is the Napa Valley.

Napa Valley, with its unique location and privileged environment, has produced many legendary wineries, and Harlae is one of them.

Harlae occupies the heart of the Napa Valley and has only been one of California's most prominent wineries for just two decades.

In 2000, at the Napa Valley Wine Auction, 10 1.5-liter bottles of Harlae Caber Sauvignon set a record price of $700,000, a price that has not been broken to this day.

Although Napa Valley accounts for only 4% of California's wine production, it produces wines that are recognized as some of the best in the United States.

At this time, Zhang Bin didn't have time to care about its history, and his eyes were already attracted by the scenery of Napa Valley in front of him