"Auntie, is this wine famous?"
It wasn't just famous. It had become a standard at parties in the upper class.
His mother also had two bottles. She'd bought them from the black market.
She'd also sent people to Mara Supermarket to keep a close eye on it and buy it every month when it was on the shelves.
But the result was the same. She couldn't get it at all.
There were too many rich people who thought the same as her.
Moreover, Mara Supermarket didn't have a fixed time every month.
It could be the beginning of the month or the end of the month.
In order to buy the wine, they'd even started a spy war.
They'd bribed the supermarket's employees, executives, and even the buyers and transporters.
Some even wanted to know the source of the wine.
Unfortunately, they'd all returned empty-handed. In Mara Supermarket, the source of the wine was the biggest secret.
Even the executives didn't know where the real source came from.
They didn't expect the wine to be made by their son.
Chen Zhao stayed at his mother's house for half a day.
He mainly wanted his mother to spend more time with Gerlyn.
After all, he rarely came over. His mother also rarely went to his house.
Every time, she'd use the excuse of sending Yura to his house and then spend some time with Gerlyn.
Before leaving, his mother was very reluctant.
It was like they were going to part forever.
…
When Chen Zhao walked out of his mother's house, he received a call from Fali.
"Chen, where are you now?"
"On my way home."
"Don't come back. Go line up at Marina's in Beverly Hills. I'll go there now."
"Is that restaurant famous? Can't you just call and reserve a place? "
"Marina's doesn't accept phone reservations. You can only line up. Even celebrities have to line up there."
"Okay."
When Chen Zhao found Marina's, he realized that there was indeed a long line.
Of course, many customers didn't line up in person. They had their assistants or bodyguards line up.
It was rare for Chen Zhao to line up with a child.
Just then, a couple walked over from Chen Zhao's side.
The woman was James' ex-wife, Sarah. She had a mustached man in his sixties.
When Sarah saw Chen Zhao, she glanced at him from the corner of her eyes.
"Seriously, why does everyone come here to eat? It's disgusting." Sarah looked at Chen Zhao.
The man stroked his mustache. From Sarah's tone, it seemed like she had a grudge against this Asian.
"Hey, this isn't a place you should be," the man with the mustache said.
Everyone's gaze fell on the three of them.
A few of them looked at the man with the mustache in awe.
However, Chen Zhao didn't know this guy at all.
"I like being here. What's it to you?"
"This is Marina Restaurant. We only serve celebrities here," the mustache man said.
"A third-rate director's follower dares to line up here?" Sarah looked at him in disdain.
Clearly, she thought that James was her follower.
She also checked the news about herself today, but she didn't find any negative news.
So Sarah felt that her warning had worked.
"James? James, the director of 'Animal Mart' that was released at the same time as my movie during the Christmas slot? "
"That's right, it's him. But how can his' Animal Mart 'compare to your' God of War '?"
The smile on Sonnenfeld's face widened when he heard Salad's words.
It was every commercial director's dream to direct a super blockbuster.
Moreover, DSN had already conducted a private screening of God of War and had professional critics evaluate it. All of them gave high ratings.
The test screenings in a small area were also very good, and all of them gave very good reviews.
Sonnenfeld believed that after God of War was released, he could become a first-rate director.
"Go back and tell James to prepare for a box office failure," Sonnenfeld said provocatively. At the same time, he stuffed a ten-dollar bill into Chen Zhao's pocket. Then he patted Chen Zhao's chest. "Also, this is your compensation after you lose your job. Otherwise, you won't even have money for your daughter's milk powder."
With that, Sonnenfeld and Salad went to the counter at the entrance.
"I don't want to eat with a lowly person and chase him away."
With that, the two entered the restaurant without even waiting in line.
Then the waiter walked up to Chen Zhao. "Sir, I'm sorry. Our restaurant doesn't accept you. Please leave."
"Why?"
"Our restaurant has our rules. We don't accept people who don't dress properly. Also, we don't accept babies. It'll affect other customers' mood."
"I've been standing here for half an hour. Why didn't you say so earlier?" Chen Zhao was a bit annoyed.
"You've been standing here for half an hour. You've seriously affected our business. I didn't warn you because I wanted you to leave on your own. Now that a customer has complained, please leave immediately."
"What if I don't leave?"
"Then I'll have to call security," the waiter said.
"Got it."
Chen Zhao carried Gerlyn and left with a dark expression.
Downstairs, he met Fali.
"Chen, aren't you going to line up upstairs?" Fali was dressed very beautifully today. She even wore the dress that Tris had designed for her.
Even with her three-month-old belly, it couldn't hide her beauty.
Chen Zhao chuckled. "I've already asked people to line up upstairs, but there are a lot of people. Just wait here."
Chen Zhao had Fali sit on a chair downstairs. "I'll go buy a bottle of water. Do you want something to drink?"
"No need."
Leaving Gerlyn beside Fali, Chen Zhao walked to the side and took out his phone.
He dialed Yamila's number. "Merry Christmas, Miss Yamila."
"Hi, Mr. Chen. There's still ten days until Christmas. Isn't it too early for you to give your blessings?"
Amira knew Chen Zhao's temper very well. He wouldn't call her if he didn't have something to say.
"Mr. Chen, what do you want? Please tell me directly."
"I want to ask you how to buy a restaurant quickly."
"How quickly?"
"Half an hour at most," Chen Zhao said.
"Which restaurant?"
"Marina's Restaurant in Beverly Hills. Do you know it?"
"Yes," Amira answered. "It's the property of the famous movie star, Nafa Twain."
"I want to know if you have any ideas?"
"It's hard," Amira said.
"Miss Amira, I can help you with something. Even if you offend the demon king, I can help you solve your problem," Chen Zhao said.
"Anything?"
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