People like Du Heming, looking at this bottle of wine, couldn't help but take out their mobile phones.

It's really not showing off.

Don't panic when you come across good wine.

Send a circle of friends first.

A bottle of wine, a suite.

This bottle of wine was auctioned by Lin Jiaju last year and cost $1 million.

A record was also set at the time.

This is already not a rarity.

Even Ye Zhinan took a few photos for publicity.

This picture made the other guests in the bar marvel for a while, and then their faces were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Those who can go online can have prices and records with a simple search, and it is scary to see it.

A house in the imperial capital, a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, was placed in front of him, and he was about to be drunk.

Where did this local tyrant come from?

In an instant, the face of Remy Martin in front of him was not fragrant.

No, get closer and smell it.

Wouldn't you have to drink this kind of wine with a syringe-like dispenser, with white gloves, and be careful not to waste a drop?

Is it so casually opened?

There was really no sense of ritual at all.

There were five guests at a table in the corner not far away, and one of them was facing this side, as if his eyes were looking for something? Then he talked a few words in a low voice with the people around him, and walked directly to Zhuang Bi's side.

The other party was obviously a frequent visitor, first whispered something in Ye Zhinan's ear, Ye Zhinan was stunned, actually coughed, and then said something in the other party's ear, and shook his head.

The other party is insisting.

Ye Zhinan had no choice but to smile, turned to Zhuang Bi and said:

"Zhuang Shao, you are too charming, someone actually wants to invite you to drink, you don't have to pay for this bottle of wine."

Du Heming was stunned.

Are you kidding?

This bottle of wine, even if Ye Zhinan doesn't make money to sell it to him, it will cost six million Chinese dollars.

The other party is so generous?

It's kind of interesting.

He glanced at Zhuang Bi, does that mean you know?

Zhuang Bi shook his head.

The other party is in his thirties, with an elegant atmosphere, and it is obvious that his family background and cultivation are extraordinary.

He first nodded slightly at Zhuang Bi, then walked up, stared at Zhuang Bi with a feverish gaze, and stretched out his hand:

"Hello, Master Zhuang."

Master Zhuang?

Zhuang Bi was stunned.

He glanced at the other party carefully, the terrifying memory worked, it seemed that this person, he had a vague feeling.

Probably the other party knows him.

"I'm sorry, you're ......!"

"Contemptible Gu Yuquan, Zhao Mei is my mother, a professor at Xidu University, last time at the charity dinner, I was fortunate to witness your demeanor, your calligraphy, piano, and dance, you can be called a master, my mother even wants to invite you to the school as a visiting professor."

Du Heming was so hung that he squirted out the water that he had picked up and gargled with.

Peat.

This guy is indeed a good handwriter, and now his grandfather has to copy Zhuang Bi's calligraphy in the study every day.

As for piano and dance, he has also been taught, and at the last charity auction, he was in the limelight.

Unexpectedly, I met a fanatical worshipper here, and he was willing to spend millions to pay for him.

This Gu Yuquan is also a wonderful.

Zhuang Bi didn't have much interest, and even a little polite.

This Gu Yuquan is a member of the orchestra at the last charity auction, the old lady is a professor at Xidu University, and the Gu family is in the imperial capital, and he is considered a wealthy man with assets of no less than 10 billion.

Today, he is a lecturer in the music department of Western University.

After Gu Yuquan said hello, he left a business card very measuredly, and then retreated.

He behaved naturally throughout the whole process, except for the excitement at the beginning, after calming down, he was completely smiling with a little humility, which made people feel very good.

But Zhuang Bi found that this guy seemed to have another purpose.

So not very welcoming.

As for saying that the other party pays for him, Du Heming will definitely not agree.

Lao Du said that he was spending tonight, how could he allow someone to cut off his beard halfway?

The longer he came into contact with Zhuang Bi, the more Du Heming knew how lucky he was.

He will not deliberately hold Zhuang Bi very high, nor will he be careful, he will only get along as friends as equally as possible.

Maintaining this relationship can ensure the prosperity of the Du family for a hundred years.

Take another 10,000 steps back and say, even if the Du family suffers a catastrophe in the future, with this relationship, the Du family will be broken, but no one will die.

Ye Zhinan left to greet the other guests, Du Heming handed Zhuang Bi a cup, and then said with great pain:

"This small half cup, at least 200,000, isn't it too extravagant?"

Zhuang Bi picked it up and sniffed it gently, it was a faint sandalwood mixed with the smell of aged wine, and the layers were extremely rich.

He took a sip, took a sip, and laughed:

"Good thing, Lao Du, this bottle is not enough to drink, why don't I call you another bottle?"

Du Heming almost didn't splash the wine in his hand at Zhuang Bi.

Thinking about it and reluctant, it looks like it hurts.

On Gu Yuquan's side, he returned to his position, took a sip of his wine glass, and then said with a smile to his friend next to him:

"That is the piano master that my mother admires very much, and it is an unexpected surprise to meet here, and I am thinking of a way to ask him to represent Xidu University to participate in this year's international piano competition."

Several of his friends suddenly had shocked expressions on their faces.

"This kid? So young? How could it be a piano master? ”

"That's right, Lao Gu, you're not kidding us, are you?"

"He doesn't look like that at all."

Gu Yuquan smiled mysteriously:

"Don't look like a man."

As he spoke, he reached out for his phone and opened one of the videos.

That was the last video of Zhuang Bi and Mu Qingyu dancing at a charity dinner.

Several people leaned up to take a look, and immediately closed their mouths.

When they looked at Zhuang Bi again, their eyes became extremely complicated.

"Dance, calligraphy and painting, piano, all can be called masters, this kind of person, you can't meet one in your life, right?"

Others simply shut up.

Everyone is in the mixed art circle, and they know too well how awesome this master's title is.

There is a chain of discrimination in the art world.

Forget about dance, that thing is not as good as the calligraphy and painting circle.

But in the calligraphy and painting circle, it can't be compared with piano music.

Piano, that's the pinnacle of international art.

Why?

How many international piano competitions are held each year, and when have you ever heard of international calligraphy competitions?

As for dance, that's what entertains the masses.

Gu Yuquan's mother, Zhao Mei, is a pinnacle figure in the domestic piano art circle.

However, the piano music circle is also divided into camps.

Zhao Mei herself has not reached the level of a master, and she does not have a student under her name, so she can have too much talent, at most she can be regarded as a pianist, far from being called a pianist.

Therefore, Gu Yuquan knew that the old lady had always been obsessed with this Zhuang Bi, but in fact, she wanted to take him as an apprentice and use Zhuang Bi to fight with others.

Of course, this acceptance is only in name.

Zhao Mei actually can't teach Zhuang Bi at all, and even on the other hand, she has to learn from Zhuang Bi.

She just wanted to make a name for herself.

She is not short of money, nor is she short of social status, what she lacks is a breath.

If Zhuang Bi knew that this Professor Zhao Mei was thinking about him, he would probably cry and laugh.