Advertising is spread out in several large cities in the United States, such as Los Angeles, New York, and Washington, and the quality of the liquor can easily form a hot sales situation. But 200 bottles a month is a clear underestimation of the high quality of wine that wealthy Americans are looking for, even though Sampson has set the price above $50,000.

If this price is too high for those of the old brands, it is just the thoughts of some people who have never drunk alcohol.

They might say, oh my God, this liquor seller is crazy, is he a fool to be an American? But people who have drunk wine will not say this, they will pour a glass of wine, then lie down or sit quietly, and then close their eyes, quietly enjoy the warmth and emotional brewing from the inner breath, so as to achieve the best taste.

Because at Zhen Fan's request, Zuihou added a piece of wine tasting precautions to tell people how to taste this wine.

Although this is a gimmick that makes people more curious about this wine, it does tell everyone who buys it the correct way to taste it.

Therefore, people who have drunk alcohol will not scold the people who sell alcohol, but will complain that Weishenme is only limited to two hundred bottles per month, and when buying, each person cannot exceed two bottles.

Although the advertising time is not in prime time, after all, the United States is now more strict on tobacco and alcohol advertising, but the impact is really huge, and many people quickly know about H.C.D, a luxury brand upstart in the alcohol category.

H.C.D. specialty store in Washington.

A special temporary auction is taking place here. Notaries, auctioneers, and many more people who sit there or even stand.

The item to be auctioned is a bottle of wine that looks ordinary! This is the highest-grade liquor brewed by Zhen Fan, and at the strong request of Sampson, one bottle is supplied to the specialty store every month for auction.

"The price starts at 50,000 dollars, and it's $2,000 for each sign." The auctioneer is talking about the rules.

"Is this bottle better than H.C.D?" Some of the people who had just come in asked the people who were sitting in confusion. Just now, these people had already received a small glass of this wine from the waiter at the specialty store, so they seemed very impatient with the person questioning, and just wanted these people not to come and join in the fun.

After tasting this wine, as long as you are not an idiot, you will know what a stupid question it is. Obviously, the quality of this bottle is not a little bit higher than that of H.C.D. And there is only one bottle per store per month. That's why Weishenme will be auctioned.

It seems that Sampson, a profiteer, has exerted the value of the wine brewed by Zhen Fan to the limit, and he is really a very shrewd person. But he complained a lot about Zhen Fan's monthly supply of 200 bottles of H.C.D.

Unsatisfied, he had to use the well-established H.C.D. brand to sell other high-end liquors.

The auction proceeded in an orderly manner.

"Fifty-eight thousand dollars ......"

A man in his mid-thirties held up a sign in his hand. The competition is all about the rich and the rich, and this one looks like an upstart, and judging by what he wears, he may be a rising millionaire in Silicon Valley.

"Sixty thousand!"

Someone directly asked for 60,000.

Those who came in later did not taste the wine, but became spectators. Fortunately, the number of people is limited, otherwise it will be crowded here. From time to time, people look inside through the glass doors of the store.

"Sixty-six thousand!"

A man in a black robe of about fifty, who looked very tasteful and had outstanding temperament, looked at the upstart with a smile on his lips.

"Hell!" The young upstart scolded secretly, although he was rich, it was a bit outrageous to spend so much on a bottle of wine. Maybe this bottle is different, but isn't that wine?

He thought so in his heart, but he was the one who had tasted this wine. The wine itself is like a low-key but luxurious aristocratic prince, which can make you feel calm, even let your mind flash in the silence, and even allow yourself to grasp some important inspiration. How valuable should this be for someone in Silicon Valley who is engaged in high-tech research? Of course, he didn't know that this was the effect of internal breath on people.

He pursed his lips, then hardened his heart, raised the sign again, and directly asked for the price.

"Eighty thousand, I'll give eighty thousand dollars!"

His voice was so high that it immediately attracted everyone's attention, including the old gentleman who was smiling at him. He also gestured with his hat to the new rule.

"$80,000 for the first time!"

As soon as the auctioneer's voice sounded, someone raised his hand, but it was not the old gentleman, but someone else, and it was clear that everyone thought that $80,000 was not the real price of the bottle.

"Eighty-two thousand dollars!"

"Eighty-eight thousand dollars!"

……

"One hundred thousand dollars!" The auctioneer's sensational voice echoed, and the young upstart gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and he finally couldn't help but curse.

"Damn, it's just a bottle of wine!"

He had lost the courage to compete, and $100,000, obviously, was still a lot of money for him. He stared at the bottle of wine like a hunter staring at a prey that no longer belonged to him, and the inner roar and frustration made him deeply annoyed.

"$100,000 for the second time!"

The auction is still there shouting and selling.

"One hundred and fifty thousand dollars!"

At this time, the old gentleman smiled and held up the sign.

150,000 US dollars, which immediately shocked the audience. Almost all of them don't have the courage to hold up signs. And the auctioneer is like being stimulated by doping, and he performs hard.

"Smack!"

Final word.

The deal was done. The old gentleman stood up with a smile in the envy and jealousy of the crowd, and then stepped forward to make a live transaction under the guidance of the usher.

"Damn, that's my wine!"

The young upstart was biting his teeth and bleeding. His wolf-like eyes glared at the old gentleman as he went into the inner room to make a deal, and then turned away decisively.

"You robbed me of my wine, and I'll make you pay! Damn bastards! ”

The store was going to take the old gentleman home in a special car, but the old gentleman insisted on taking the wine back by himself. Therefore, the specialty store followed his wishes, packed the wine in a very ornate box, and then found someone to deliver it to the old gentleman's car.

"Alex, let's go back!"

The old gentleman was pleased with what he had just done. The wine was finally obtained, and the most important thing was that the glass of wine I tasted just now actually made me feel that an aging organ in my lower body had a posture of being ready to move. For a man, if Viagra doesn't work, then, there is nothing that can save your man's dignity, he is only fifty years old, and this bottle of wine must be taken.

Not only that, but what is even more rare is that this bottle of wine makes my mentality feel younger, as if my body is full of vitality, it is amazing, 150,000 US dollars, it is definitely worth the money.

"Which home to go back to? Sir Shock Man! ”

Alex, the driver, turned his head and asked.

Clearly, there was more than one home for this old gentleman.

"Diana's home, of course!"

Sir Sir Whipman looked delighted and couldn't help but whistle.

The car slid steadily out of the parking lot and onto the road. Sir Himmerman sat in the back row, took out his glass, couldn't help but pour himself a glass, lay down very comfortably, and then slowly savored it, and then felt that his thing was slowly changing.

"Love this feeling, damn viagra, damn it, I haven't felt this way for almost three years!" Sir Schillman was now very ungentlemanly, and his mouth was full of swear words.

"Alex, have you ever tasted the taste of inadequacy? Damn, it's a desperate feeling. ”

"I ...... I don't know, Sir Shock Man! ”

Alex replied with a sincere fear.

At this time, a BMW overtook them and was very fast. There was no honking, and there were no overtaking lights. Startled Alex.

"Bastard!"

Alex cursed under his breath. Suddenly, there was a slam on the steering wheel, because the BMW suddenly hit the brakes and stopped in front of them.

"Damn it!" With a curse from Alex, the cars crashed into each other, and Alex immediately opened the door and jumped off, ready to reason with the damn guy.

"You'd better hurry up!" Sir Whipman felt good and yelled at Alex with some excitement.

Alex went out angrily, pointed to a well-dressed man in his thirties who got out of the car, and scolded dissatisfiedly: "Damn, you shouldn't brake like this......"

"No, I mean to!"

The man suddenly pulled out his pistol from his waist and fired two shots at Alex.

"Bang, bang!"

The sound of gunfire startled the surrounding vehicles as if they were fleeing. Alex stared at him incredulously and fell to the ground.

"Bang!" The door opened, and Shock Man saw a familiar face.

"You...... You are ......"

Sir Shock Man looked flustered, and he subconsciously hugged the bottle in his arms.

"Give me the damn wine, hurry!" The man waved impatiently at Sir Shockman.

With little hesitation, Shock Man passed the wine over, then raised his hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know...... Is this weishenme? Sir Shock Man was terrified, and he could see Alex lying in a pool of blood with his squinted eyes.

"I told you, this is my wine, this is mine!" The man said, holding the wine, then raised his pistol.

"For God's sake, don't kill me!" Sir Huckman's face was pale and trembling, he didn't want to die, he still wanted to live, and Diana's charming goblin was waiting for him.

"No, I said, you'll pay the price! I mean what I say! The man's face was grim.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

The BMW quickly disappeared from the road.

Ten minutes later, the sound of sirens came from far and near, and gradually you could see the lights flashing incessantly, surrounding the cars parked on the side of the road with their doors wide open......