"Uncle Wood......", the office door was suddenly pushed open, Colt looked at the visitor with a somewhat fierce expression, and was about to say something nasty, when one of the two who came in took off his bowler hat, revealing his meticulous and shiny hair. As soon as he saw the hair, Colt knew who it was, because he knew it all too well. Hurriedly stood up, opened his mouth by the way, showed a respectful appearance, and hurriedly walked over to take Wood's hat and trench coat, and hung them on the hanger on the side.

Wood doesn't like this cheap nephew, but he has to admit that even if you look disgusted with him and speak ill of him, he can shake his head and stick out his tongue and turn around you. This shameless guy has reached the highest level of shamelessness. His face softened a little and he looked at Colt's office. Wood, who prides himself on being a decent man, has always dressed himself like a gentleman since he made his fortune, and like a gentleman, he has strict requirements for himself and the life of those around him.

The office has two glass-windowed bookcases full of books, which is nice. Books are the step of human progress, and reading more books is good for people. There are still specimens of the antelope hanging on the wall, and the huge horns are hideous and terrifying, even if they are carnivorous beasts in nature, they have to avoid the majestic rams when they see them. But the fact that it hangs here shows that in nature, it is still weak for man.

Wood nodded with satisfaction from the elegant office, he walked to the desk and sat down directly, Colt greeted Wood's followers while grinding coffee beans for Wood, "It's rare for you to come once, is there something I need to do?" As long as you open your mouth, it must be a one-sentence thing, and I will definitely try to do it." As for whether the effort can be done, that is another matter, many times there is a payout may not necessarily be rewarded.

Wood had long been accustomed to Colt's habit of stealing and playing tricks, and if it weren't for his wife's liking for this nephew, he would have sent Colt to the meat factory a long time ago.

"Do you have your first love and snow elves here?", Wood looked at Colt with his hands on the table.

Colt nodded without the slightest shirk and said, "Yes, I only bought a batch recently, and almost all my savings have been used!", he looked a little sighing, "Although the things are expensive, the sales are not bad." Why, do you know about this new wine on the market?"

Wood's temper was already very good, and if he were ten years younger, he would immediately pick up the crystal ashtray on the table and smash it. It's not that I'm coming to you to repay the money, and it's impossible to borrow money from you, so what does it mean to say that I don't have any money when I open my mouth?

Taking a deep breath, these were trifles that weren't worth his anger, and he asked, "Do you know that Gualt man named Graff?"

Hearing Wood ask about Graff, Colt understood that Wood had nothing to do with himself this time, and the smile on his face became more sincere, and while putting the coffee pot on the fire, he walked to the chair next to him and sat down, "Of course I know, Graff has a little reputation among the Gualts, and is a warm-hearted person. First love and the snow elf's business are now in his hands. ”

Wood looked at Colt, "Very well, you can tell him that the first love and the snow elves have been sold out, and let him send another batch." ”

Colt was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what was going on, and he knew very well about the business that Wood was doing, and he had heard from his aunt that he had dealt with Wood as well. It was because he knew what Wood was doing that he wasn't at all worried that this war would involve him. With Wood's connections and means, it was enough to make the people behind Graff honestly bow their heads.

Thinking of this, Colt's heart became hot, he moved his chair forward, and asked with curiosity and flattery, "Has he offended you? What a damned Gualt, country bitch!", he cursed Graff a few times, and then continued: "I have no opinion on what you want to do with Graff...... But after that, can you let me be the agent of this new product?"

The thought that had been extinguished was rising again, stronger than before, and if he could get Wood's support this time, he could completely use these two wines to become a new player in Turner City after the Big Three, which was very attractive to him. But when he saw Wood look at him with disgust and shook his head, he knew it was no fun.

Leaned back in the chair a little lazily, and said with an angry face: "Uncle Wood, it's not that I don't want to help you, you should have listened to me just now, my working capital is all on this batch of goods, so I don't have the money to pay for the new batch of wine for the time being." ”

If you can't get too much benefit, then drink some soup first, and then say that it will cost a lot of money to buy the goods once. Even if only a third of the deposit was given, that's a lot of money!

Sure enough, the corners of Wood's eyes twitched twice, and he pulled out his checkbook and looked up at Colt, the expression on his face showing how much he hated Colt, how much he hated Colt. Colt smiled indifferently, "Fifteen thousand!"

"Is that what you're talking to me?", Wood frowned, and a drop of ink fell onto the checkbook. He only heard that it seemed to be a dozen yuan a bottle, but it was impossible to ask for fifteen thousand yuan?

Colt had an innocent expression on his face, "It's just a hundred boxes...... And uncle, maybe you'll be able to earn it back!"

It's not a small amount of money, but there's nothing wrong with what Carthus said. The money was given to Graff, and as long as he followed him to his home, Graff and his family did not need to continue to live, and the money would naturally return to his pocket in amazement. He changed a checkbook with a large denomination, wrote a check for six thousand yuan, and threw it to Colt, "This is a deposit, do you think I haven't done business myself?"

Colt sneered and didn't dare to reply, he picked up the check, flicked it, and put it in his pocket with a smile. At the same time, he walked to the hallway outside the office door and pulled a rope. The other end of the rope was behind the bar, and every time he pulled the rope, the bell hanging over there would remember, and the bar staff would come over when they heard it.

After a while, a short, big boy ran over while wiping his hands with a towel, "Mr. Colt!"

"Find a random Guert on the way, and tell them to tell Graff to bring a hundred crates of wine, and I'll give you a sufficient deposit. As he spoke, Colt pulled out two fifty cents from his pocket, and he put one into the big boy's hand first, "This is the benefit of letting you run errands for you." Then he put the other one in, "This is for you to give to those Gualts, they won't run errands for you without getting anything, understand?"

The older boy immediately nodded excitedly, grabbed two coins and ran out.

Most of the Guartes live on the side of the King's Road, not very far from here. The name King's Road may sound like a rich area, but in fact the people who live in King's Road are poor, and it's a slum. People living in the slums know or have heard of the families that live in the vicinity. But those rich people who live in Maixiang Garden may not even know that there are a few people living opposite their homes.

The richer you are, the more indifferent you are, which is a common problem in almost all worlds.

The older boy quickly found a Guert man and gave him twenty points, "Excuse me tell Graff that the Wild Rose Bar needs a hundred crates of wine." ”

When Graff looked at the snot in front of him, and the child who was only about seven or eight years old told him that he needed a hundred cases of wine at the Wild Rose Bar, he had an inexplicable feeling that someone could not be cheating on him, right? Fortunately, this child has a certain sense of mission, otherwise it would .......

A hundred cases of wine is not a small amount, close to sixteen thousand yuan, and at the same time Graff has some doubts, he only sent fifty cases of wine, only three days and four days at most, and it was sold out?