After Si Hai left, the door of Huaiyi Pavilion was slightly embarrassed.

Jiang Yang finally sorted out his clothes, but Xiong Zhen still dragged him and didn't let go.

"Your dad won't hit you anymore, let go."

Jiang Yang was helpless, physically and mentally exhausted, and he didn't bother to look back again.

Xiong Zhen hid behind: "Then you accept me as a little brother." ”

Jiang Yang took a deep breath: "I'll say it again, I'm not an underworld, and I can't take you to mix, I'm just a businessman, just like your father." ”

Xiong Tianhua didn't speak anymore, Si Hai's words seemed to stimulate him, he just took the shoes from his subordinates, and then put them on.

"You're different from my dad's gang of old guns."

Xiong Zhen's voice was loud.

Jiang Yang was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at Xiong Tianhua.

Xiong Tianhua raised his head and glared at Xiong Zhen, but he didn't get angry again.

Xiong Zhen ignored anyone, finally let go of Jiang Yang's clothes, stood in front of Jiang Yang, and said seriously: "Those old cannons are not as ruthless as you, not as many as your thugs, they will only cross-serve when they encounter problems, unlike you, they will shoot when they should shoot, and they will be happy." ”

Jiang Yang and Bancun glanced at each other, then looked at Xiong Zhen and said, "Boy, listen up, they are not my thugs, they are my company's employees, and they are also my brothers." I'm not out to fight and kill, and even I'm a person who hates violence. I came to Kyoto to make movies, to make money as an investment. The first choice when encountering problems is communication, and it is by no means directly solved by force. ”

"Yes, unless my brother can't help it."

Ban Cun added on the side, his face full of seriousness.

Jiang Yang patted Xiong Zhen on the shoulder and said, "Don't just talk about mixed words at every turn, the rivers and lakes are not fought with fists, stay by your father's side and study hard." ”

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Xiong Tianhua's voice behind him sounded: "The surname is Jiang!" ”

Jiang Yang stood up and looked back at Xiong Tianhua.

Xiong Tianhua was silent for two seconds: "It's all here, let's have a meal together in the evening." ”

Everyone looked at Jiang Yang, and a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yang's mouth: "Okay." ”

……

At night, inside the Imperial Club, the lights are brilliant. Outside, the straight tung trees in the distance are thick and luxuriant, and although there are not many leaves, the wind still makes a loud noise. Recently, there are flowers whose names I can't name, but they are still blooming even when the weather is a little cold, and the fragrance of flowers is coming, which makes people feel comfortable.

The huge round table, which is ten meters in diameter, rotates slowly after being electrified, and is already full of various dishes.

The Manchu and Han banquets are matched with the cuisines of the American, French, English, German and Japanese countries, and the people who see it are dazzled.

It is said that all the six or seven catties of Aolong have just been flown in, and the king crabs are piled up into a hill like no money, looking like huge spiders.

There are not many people sitting around the table, but there are more than a dozen beautiful women and handsome guys standing and serving, and the top is a pavilion with carved glaze, and from the perspective of materials, it is all fine black elm.

The fine brandy was processed early, and the metal jar was full of ice cubes, and there were cold and water droplets outside. Opening the lid is a special fragrance that is only available at least XO levels.

Two cases of liquor were carried up by a young man, the packaging looked a little old and faded, and it looked a little old, perhaps because it was properly protected, and there were no signs of moisture and mold. From a distance, you can see the word "Moutai" written on it.

Jiang Yang turned his head to look at the two boxes of wine in a daze, Xiong Zhen immediately came up and explained: "Big brother, the wine is my father's existence here, and the two old cannons don't do anything serious all day long, so they study drinking." This batch of Moutai is 90 years old, and I heard that among the old liquors of Moutai, only this batch is the purest. ”

"Moutai in 1990, your father really broke the bank."

Jiang Yang muttered to himself.

"Breaking the bank?"

Xiong Zhen waved his hand and smiled: "No, no, no, when I bought Po Moutai, it was only more than eighty bottles, and now it is at most a few hundred yuan." ”

Jiang Yang was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "That's the same." ”

The phrase "breaking the fee" is a polite remark, but it is not a casual remark.

Although Jiang Yang often drank the old Moutai in the nineties in his previous life, the price is too expensive compared to other liquors, especially after another 20 years, like the two boxes of Moutai that were brought up just now, a bottle will cost more than 30,000 yuan. subconsciously said a "broken fee", but in fact, the two eras were in a trance.

At this time, Si Hai was already smiling, looked at Jiang Yang and said: "I like to drink two sips when Lao Xiong and I have nothing to do, and I have saved a lot of old wine, take Moutai as an example, from the 50s to the present, we basically have a collection, but purely from the taste point of view, this batch is absolutely nothing." ”

Jiang Yang nodded slightly; "Wine is a good wine, it is not divided into high and low, it varies from person to person, I like to drink it, and if I drink it comfortably, it is good wine."

Regarding Si Hai's words, Jiang Yang didn't quite approve of it in his heart.

Moutai can appear on the world stage as a national liquor, and each era has its own merits in terms of brewing process and final debugging taste.

In ancient times, everyone had a sword in their hearts, and they all thought that what they had in their hearts was the best.

The same is true for wine today.

The dishes are quickly served, the full moon hangs on the horizon, and the people under the moon sing to the wine, so chic, just like staging a palace night banquet, which is extremely luxurious.

The sound of the guzheng started, and there were women in Tang costumes dancing in the bluestone paved courtyard, graceful and colorful, with clean and neat movements, both expressions and body language were not superfluous, just right, and the people who watched were pleasing to the eye.

A song of mountains and flowing water can become an eternal classic for social occasions, and it is by no means a waste of fame.

On the main seat, Si Hai raised a glass and invited everyone to drink together, sitting north and facing south.

Jiang Yang sat with his back to the east and Xiong Tianhua facing each other.

Because the table was too big, judging from the division of personnel, Si Hai and Xiong Tianhua were a little embarrassed.

It was too empty for them, except for a "secretary" sitting next to them, and two beautiful women standing behind them serving tea and pouring wine.

On the other hand, Jiang Yang is very different.

Counting from his left side, next to his arms were Su Ho, Xu Mengdan, Ban Cun, Gao Hua and two strong men in black lined up side by side.

On the right is Xiong Tianhua's son Xiong Zhen.

Perhaps because of the shadow of last night, Xiong Zhen invited Xu Mengdan to sit on his right side many times, but was refused.

At the end, Xu Mengdan asked Xiong Zhen if what he said last night counted, and Xiong Zhen immediately said that the album was released, and he would take the money to buy the song.

As Jiang Yang got up with the cup, everyone also got up.

At this point, Xiong Tianhua looked at his son for the first time, and actually stood to toast with the elders, and his face was modest and low-key.

At this moment, Xiong Tianhua seemed to have figured out something, smiled slightly, raised his neck and drank it all.