By the sea in Bordeaux, "John's Restaurant", this is one of Johansen's many restaurants.

Zhou Yi sat in this restaurant; On the table in front of you, there are Western-style pastries and a cup of coffee.

He propped his head on one hand, and the low cello sound echoed in his ears, and the loud cries came from the mouths of the white seabirds flying on the sea, and combined with the surging sound of the waves and the loud sound of lapping the reef, they synthesized a majestic and vast music.

There is no gap between the sea and the sky, everything is so vast, and it is Zhou Yi's mind that is also open.

He just sat there, taking a sip of coffee from time to time, no one knowing what he was thinking, just like most people who dine in this restaurant, attracted by the grandeur of the world......

"Hospitality - I don't seem to have bought wine." A customer said as he looked at the red wine the waiter poured for him.

"Of course. This is a tasting wine from our 'John's Restaurant'. Trust me, you definitely won't regret tasting her. ”

"Really?" The male customer frowned, "Can I take the liberty of asking, what kind of red wine is this, is it a new product from a Bordeaux winery?" "He is clearly a picky and cautious man, and does not want to waste his time and taste on the unknown.

Moreover, as an elite member of the business community, he was suspicious enough of all the free things.

"No, sir, this is a kind of ...... from that mysterious country in the far east."

The man impatiently interrupted the waiter, "Oriental? Red wine in China? I should probably complain to your boss - when did John's Restaurant sell such inferior products to customers? ”

The waiter apologized to the man and didn't continue—he could already see the customer's impatience.

"John's Restaurant" is not a low-end restaurant, the people who come here, either rich or expensive, they are not as greedy as the small people in the market, but the vast majority of them have their own strong will, disdainful of the so-called "tasting wine" and "free drinking", because they are not short of money.

And this male customer is just a microcosm of countless customers.

"Red wine in China? Are you kidding! The male customer continued to look at the BC Wine Magazine he had on his table, looking at one of the articles entitled "Bad Experience"!

The author of the article is an associate editor of BC Wine Magazine.

In the article, he told about a wine exchange meeting he participated in by chance, and used "rigorous" words and "fair" attitude to analyze the inferiority of Chinese wine bit by bit, and said in the article, "Oriental wine is simply the biggest disaster in the wine world!" It was the worst experience of my life. I hope that in the rest of my time, I will never encounter any more wines from China, which will ruin my tongue, my life, and subvert my understanding of the whole wine culture! …… That's not wine, it's a red poison! The biggest insult to wine! …… I've heard that Oriental people drink wine and need to mix it with Sprite, maybe this kind of poison is the only way for Oriental people who yearn for our French wine to drink it......"

"Sprite with red wine, oh - what a creative Oriental!" The male customer sneered disdainfully, and then continued to flip through. All this, for him, is just a small adjustment in life, and it is nothing......

Zhou Yi's mind woke up from the low cello music and from the vastness of heaven, earth and sea.

He habitually flipped through all kinds of magazines that were placed next to him for others to browse.

Naturally, I also saw BC Wine Magazine and saw the fat deputy editor-in-chief's big talk.

The seemingly fair and rigorous words are just the words confided by a wine professional, and few people know that this deputy editor-in-chief has never tasted what he calls "inferior wines".

It doesn't matter anymore, though.

Zhou Yi had no mind to continue to enjoy his time here leisurely.

He stood up and walked to the beach.

He wants to be on the beach, in the waves, to receive some warmth from the sun......

……

Not all customers are as cautious as the male customer, full of the same disdain for Chinese wine as in that article; There are always some people who accept the kindness of the restaurant and then taste this special wine from the East.

The results speak for themselves.

No one can resist the charm of this wine, even if the unique aroma, intoxicating taste and other subtle tastes of the wine itself are removed, the trace amount of aura contained in the wine is impossible to resist by all human beings and every cell in every human being.

Just like poisonous (harmonious) products, there is no poisonous (river crab) product, and it is imperceptible to constantly attract people and make it impossible to refuse.

As Zhou Yi expected, even if Dongtian wine was accepted in France, everyone who accepted her could not refuse this beautiful temptation, could not refuse this unforgettable taste, and began to recommend it to their friends and relatives.

Such an effect is terrifying!

It is conceivable that it will not be long before Dongtian wine will be accepted by the French people and become the new favorite of the wine market, and the demand will outstrip supply......

On the beach, Zhou Yi was naked, lying on the beach, bathed in the sun.

There are already many Westerners, both men and women, who are curious about this Oriental man with excessively fair skin, excessively handsome facial features, and excessively well-proportioned body.

There was even a bold woman who walked over slowly, wanting to touch Zhou Yi's white and fluorescent body in the sun.

It's a kind of beauty, a beauty that transcends gender and race.

Zhou Yi could feel the gaze raging on him, the strong pulse waves that constantly radiated from his eyes, his keen nerves, and even the information carried by those pulse waves, such as curiosity, amusement and even other kindness or malice.

But he couldn't do it any other way.

Who said that with the evolution of space day by day, his body has become more and more "inhuman", although it is basically developing in a good direction, but there are also things that make him helpless, such as his body is too white and tender, and he can't tan in the sun......

Without waiting for those wolf-like European-beautiful women to pounce up, the two oriental women had already walked in front of Zhou Yi.

"Zhou Yi?" The low and slightly hoarse magnetic, but bright voice made Zhou Yi quickly match his voice with others.

He didn't raise his head, the lazy sun almost made his whole body soft, and he didn't want to start a single strength, and there seemed to be countless little hands massaging him all over his body, and countless "chargers" were charging him.

"Big star? There is also a big beauty, hello~" Zhou Yi greeted in a tone that was more lazy and warm than the sun. Although he didn't raise his head during the whole process, it didn't make people feel rude.

It stands to reason that Zhao Wei, as a big star, is not so easy to contact.

But inexplicably, she always felt that the big boy in front of her was very close and comfortable, just like the sun in winter and the clear stream water in the jungle in summer, which made people involuntarily want to get close and want to touch.

"You don't even raise your head, how do you know that it's a beautiful woman who is with me?" Zhao Wei said strangely.

"With a big beauty, what is it that is not a big beauty?" Zhou Yi's lazy words brought out a hint of playfulness like a thin wave - a man's "frivolity".

"Then I really want to thank you for the compliment!" A strange female voice next to her said.

The owner of the female voice, which was as sweet as a sweet spring, squatted down, and for some reason, suddenly stretched out a white and tender hand and slapped it on Zhou Yi's buttocks.

"Smack!" There was a thud, and the strange girl was dumbfounded—how could I do such a thing?

Zhao Wei is also stupid: why is a little girl who usually looks quite quiet, so bold?!

She looked at Zhou Yi's white and tender skin that was more carefully maintained than a woman, and her watery skin, and pinched him hard with "jealousy"; I felt the tenderness of my skin and the smoothness of the touch, and I even felt the thrill of patting my hips on that straight buttocks.

She finally knew that Yu Ranran's "ghost made the god send" just now.

She is an "old" woman who has gone through many things, and she doesn't have so many scruples anymore.

Zhao Wei thought to himself, and slapped his hand there.

Zhou Yi felt a chill rise from his hips, and the next moment, the chrysanthemum seemed to be about to die.

He immediately turned around.

"Poof!" A muffled sound slapped on a certain part of Zhou Yi's body on the other side of Zhou Yi's buttocks, just right, receiving the baptism of the sun's yang energy, that part rushed straight up, almost piercing the sky.

"Woo~" Because of his personality and circumstances, Zhou Yi is still a virgin, and the sensitive parts of his body are touched, which is not much better than a shy girl - his face is slightly red, and he hurriedly covers his crotch.

"What a hooligan! Again, I'm calling! Zhou Yi looked at the arrogant woman who was about to pounce and shouted.

"It's useless to scream, it's useless to scream at throat cuts." Don't look at women who seem shy sometimes, but in some situations, their minds are no different from men's.

For example, now, Zhou Yi, a "little old virgin", is facing harassment from a big female pervert and a young female pervert.

At the beginning, the other girl was still a little shy and unfamiliar, but looking at the two of them fighting and looking at Zhou Yi's "poor little daughter-in-law", she was also ready to move and unconsciously participated in it......

Soon, some Western women who were not losing their arrogance outside, and even men of certain sexual orientations, also joined the hunt for this little man from the East.

"I won't let you die as you wish!" Zhou Yi looked at the surging crowd, his face changed, and he screamed "miserable", and plunged into the waves......

……

Bordeaux, not too far from the beach, a wine estate.

Zhao Wei tied her apron, brought out plates of homemade pastries, and took out her red wine to share with the two.

Because of the "absurd" frolic on the beach, the relationship between Zhou Yi and Zhao Wei and the beautiful woman named Yu Ranran who just learned has grown by leaps and bounds.

The three of them are like friends who haven't seen each other for many years, and as the chat deepens, they feel more and more resonance with each other.

Relationships also began to shift from acquaintances to acquaintances.

"Zhou Yi, why haven't you called these days? If it hadn't happened this time, wouldn't it have come over? Zhao Wei grabbed the hair in front of her, and the look exuded by a pair of big eyes was far better than the big star on the screen.

Maybe she is one of the few public figures who look better than on the screen.

"It's not that I'm unfamiliar. You are a big star, give me a call, I don't dare to call! If you ignore me, won't you lose face? "He is an introvert who likes to be lively, but also enjoys solitude; As for the people who have only met once, he is not willing to contact them unless it is necessary.

"You!" Zhao Wei patted Zhou Yi on the head.

"Zhou Yi, I heard that you also have a winery in China?" Yu Ranran ate a piece of dim sum and said, regardless of the playful embellishment of the dim sum on his mouth.

"yes. I'm here to sell wine. However, it seems that most French people are dismissive of wines produced in China. ”

"Going to France to sell wine?" Yu Ranran's eyes widened, looking extremely surprised!

She is also a wine lover and naturally knows the situation of the Chinese wine industry. It is surprising that a Chinese wine brand that has never heard of it should go directly to the wine kingdom of France to promote wine.

Mere surprise is already a sign of goodwill.

Zhao Wei was also surprised.

She thought that Zhou Yi came to France, like other wine merchants, just to gild, but she didn't expect that his mind was so big.

However, thinking of the taste of Zhou Yi wine, Zhao Wei thought thoughtfully, "Your wine is indeed unique in taste, and I can't forget it until now." Perhaps, you can really sell your wine to France. I really want to see the funny look of those proud French people holding wines from China. ”

She still remembers the contempt and disdain of Chinese wine by the French people at that exchange meeting a few days ago; I still remember that in those magazines, I did my best to despise and spurn Chinese wines.

Although none of those seem to have much to do with her, as a Chinese, she doesn't feel good in her heart.

"Is it really that good? Why haven't I heard of 'Dongtian wine' in China? Yu Ranran was skeptical. The name of that wine, no matter how you hear it, has a kind of cottage flavor and Chinese-style local flavor that can't be lost.

"I'll give you two bottles another day. Whether it's good or not, you'll know if you've drunk it. ”

"Indeed, only those who drink it know ......" Saying this, Zhao Wei's mouth suddenly rolled with that subtle taste, and even the sea of memories surged.

"I'm suddenly feeling like you're drinking. It really has a strange magic...... You didn't poison it, did you? Zhao Wei shook the red wine in the glass, his eyes were blank, and he suddenly said......

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