Six years ago, the aristocratic lord from the south had deprived Norton of his proud status. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Six years later, another aristocratic lord came to the imperial capital, what kind of changes will this aristocratic lord bring?

The gloomy sky was now full of hope in Norton's only eyeball.

As a local native-born bully, he naturally has his own set of networks, and soon the news about Wren was inquired about. Of course, there is Norton's deterrent power, and it has something to do with Rennes' lack of secrecy. The purpose of not keeping it secret is not to actively disclose its own purposes, but to put pressure on the smuggling syndicate to expose themselves.

Touching the yellowed stubble, Norton laughed a few times, and he suddenly found that this noble lord from the imperial capital, who he had never seen, was so cute.

Wait for a while, and when he has nothing else to do, he will be ...... to help.

Observation is always mutual, and when you observe an insect, how can you deny that the insect is also observing you. Even if you look at a pebble on the ground, the pebble may feel your presence through the light.

Wren wants to investigate the evidence of the smuggling syndicate, and the smuggling syndicate also wants to test Wren. Blind opposition is not a smart choice, and really smart smart people will never put their eggs in one basket. Even if Sisdin and Gahel have reached a series of cooperation intentions, there is still hope that there will be an exchange to promote a cooperation, just like the cooperation between him and Gahel, until he and Ren are completely opposed.

In the only high-end restaurant in the city of Siukusius, it was already dinner time, but there was no one here, and it looked extremely deserted. Not because there are no guests, but because today the place is occupied. The Sistin let people come forward, no one dared not to sell face, everyone knew what the Sistin did, and they didn't want to offend this powerful man. Little people often have the sorrow of little people, and there are always a few hurdles in life that cannot be crossed.

When Wren arrived, the Sistin had been standing outside the door for a long time. Compared to the vaguely superior attitude when he met Gahel, the Sistine at this time was the real subordinate. Seeing Wren's frame from afar, he asked people to bring a step stool, and his hands hung respectfully in front of him. The moment the carriage came to a slow stop, he bent down.

Demalagus was too remote, and Gahel may not have been too concerned about the changing situation in the imperial capital during his tenure, but the Sistine was different. The big names behind him are all in the imperial capital, and they also know Wren's strength, so Sistin showed a corresponding attitude, just like facing his master, and treated Wren with extra respect.

As soon as the fine leather boots stepped out of the carriage door, Sistine stood by the door with his head close to his ears, stretched out his hands to support Wren's arm, and led the real great man out of the carriage.

"It's the greatest honour of my life to have you here, and I've already chartered the whole restaurant, so you don't have to worry about the untouchables interfering with your meal. Sistin let go of his hands and bowed deeply again, "I am Sistin, and I am also your target in Demalagu this time." ”

The straightforward dialogue made Wren look at Sistin as a person, and few people would say such frank things in such a way, especially when he was at the heart of the matter. This is a very smart person who knows how to treat different people with an attitude.

He walked ahead and led Wren into the restaurant. The restaurant is only renovated to the standard of ordinary restaurants in the imperial capital, but it is already the best restaurant here. There were about a dozen tables in the lobby of the restaurant, and all but the one in the middle, which was covered with a white tablecloth, had been swept up against the wall. Silver candlesticks were placed on the table, and a rural restaurant could not afford to use Tiberium hedron to induce curing illumination.

The brightness of the candles, combined with the candles lit in the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, refracted the light and filling the room, the lighting of these candles seems to have a more nostalgic flavor than the light brought by illumination.

The silver cutlery was neatly arranged, and a chef stood behind the food truck, his nervous face beaded with sweat. He didn't look at Sisdin and Wren, and quickly lowered his head.

The moment she entered the restaurant, a beautiful woman next to her grabbed Wren's arm, and Jasmine looked at her with a wary expression. Wren shook his head slightly, before tearing his face completely...... , even if they tear their faces, these people will not risk a big threat to Wren in the city. Unless the Sistin is bent on dying, and his entire family and the entire noble clan behind him are bent on dying, not only will they not harm Wren, but they will also have to prevent others from harming Wren and blaming them.

After respectfully asking Wren to sit down, the Sistin sat on Wren's right hand side, not across from him.

This involves a matter of etiquette, with Wren's status and status, even if Sistin rises a few steps, he is not qualified to sit opposite Wren, and he is not even qualified to sit on Wren's left-hand side.

Relatively, the two are relatively close. The glamorous girl took out the red wine from the decanter, and the Sistine gentleman was probably the only one in the whole of Demalagus who was interested in drinking this very low alcohol content.

"This is the wine of Xiliu City, and the price is very high now. "I grieve for the victims of the Xiliu City massacre, but it has nothing to do with wine. If you mind, I can change it. ”

Wren shook his head, "That's it, I just want to try it too, can you tell me why the price of this wine is being inflated?"

He was not interested in alcohol, which was an essential part of communication, but not his hobby. He prefers green tea to alcohol, so he doesn't know much about the outside market. As soon as Sistine opened his mouth, he was intrigued, although he didn't drink and didn't know much about wine, but he knew that the older the wine, the better, and there were strict requirements for vintage and origin. Weststream City is not a good place to produce grapes, nor is it a wine city with a long history of winemaking, why Weststream City's red wine is now sought after, Wren is really curious.

Speaking is a talent that everyone is born with, except for those who are born with defects.

Speaking is an art, and the Sistine apparently mastered this art and also pushed it to a very high level. As soon as he opened his mouth, he caught Wren's attention and curiosity, and it was a very successful start. Many people feel that politicians are always ambiguous in their speech, which is actually a form of self-preservation. It's not impossible to point out the theme directly, but that would make both sides lose room for manoeuvre, and if it's ambiguous, it can change the original meaning over time and with the dynamics of events.

Before discussing the core issues, the necessary foreshadowing is also necessary, and both parties should have a calm and rational brain, as well as a process of probing.

In the Sistine narrative, the red wine of the city of Siliu became famous throughout the empire because of the fire that shook the world. These red wines are buried in the cellars of the city of Weststream, which has accumulated a large amount of red wine as the former Star of Ortlenburg and a transit point for supplies. Some were enjoyed by merchants and nobles themselves, and some were sold. The wines were hidden deep in the cellar and were not burned by the fire of the city of Weststream.

The heat on the ground is weakened by the spread of the soil, and by the time you arrive in the cellar, the temperature is not too high, and the air temperature is only in the 50s. This is a very suitable temperature for the decanting of red wine, and a large amount of red wine is fully decanted under such an artificial high temperature. After another year of cellaring, it already has a rich aroma. If that's all there is, these wines might not be precious.

The merchants took advantage of the influence of the Xiliu City tragedy to claim that these cellars were made at the cost of the soul and ignited the soul to make fine wine, which is very gimmicky. This batch of wine in Xiliu City will become a masterpiece, and at the same time, it is also known as "blood and tears", and the legendary color and mysterious propaganda have been highly praised once they are released. Under the blessing of all kinds of halos, the red wine in Xiliu City has risen all the way, from the initial two gold coins to the sky-high price of nearly fifteen gold coins now, making a large group of people rich because of this.

In fact, there are many red wines that have been cellared for a long time before this.

"What a sad story!", Wren held the crystal goblet in his hand, raised the glass and shook it, the scarlet liquid as thick as blood hung on the wall of the glass, like a curtain, slowly falling. He leaned close to the rim of the cup and sniffed it, a dry smell, and took a sip, it didn't taste good. Of course, this has something to do with his unaccustomed red wine, but it is undeniable that this thing is actually the same as coffee, and what he drinks is not the first feeling, but the mellow aroma precipitated by the superficial taste.

"Not bad!", Wren commented very sincerely.

Sistin smiled, "Yes......", he glanced at the girl, who quickly brought a silver kettle from the kitchen, and before she could pour out the contents of the pot, Wren tilted her head to look at Sistin. This was the first positive look he had given to the other party since he met Sistine. Sistin had a little smugness, he lowered his head, bent his body forward, and said with indescribable humility, "I heard that you like green tea, and you specially asked someone to bring some from the imperial capital, I hope you can forgive me for my presumptuousness." ”

This is a very scheming man! Wren had to look at him squarely, even if they switched places, he couldn't do that.

I have to say that some people are born to eat a certain line of food.

At the same time, it also made Wren vigilant.

The more prepared the opponent, the more unscrupulous the opponent will be once he tears his face.