"The foreigners must be black-hearted to sell this lousy wine at such an expensive price!"
Li Zhaokun stared at the cigarette butts and empty bottles on the ground, lost in thought. He didn't blame himself for being careless, he only blamed the black heart of the foreign wine seller. His heart was bleeding. If he knew it was so valuable, he wouldn't have dared to drink so much!
Drinking Maotai or Wuliangye would have been enough!
Most importantly, these foreign wines weren't as good as Maotai!
He drank such expensive wine, but he didn't ascend to heaven or cure all kinds of diseases!
Loss!
What a loss!
There were so many good wines. If he could save them, tens of thousands of yuan would be as safe as putting it in his pocket.
Old man Zhang asked carefully, "Brother, do you want to drink Jinmen sorghum? That's cheap, a few yuan a bottle. I'll bring you a box later. "
"Do I look like someone who can't afford to drink!" Li Zhaokun was a little unhappy. Of course, he had never spent a single cent on wine.
"That's right, that's right." Old man Zhang wasn't flattering him. The Li family was big, how could they lack wine?
"Come, follow me home." Li Zhaokun didn't need to wait for old man Zhang's reply and led the way. He was very confident that old man Zhang would follow.
Old man Zhang really did follow him, but stopped at the gate. He still didn't dare to enter the Li family's house.
The first thing Li Zhaokun did when he got home was to go to the basement.
The basement of the villa was completely different from the darkness and dampness. Through the small courtyard, it looked very bright and dry.
The basement, which was close to 600 square meters, was filled with wine. There were barrels, bottles, boxes, domestic and foreign wines, everything that one could think of was there.
This time, he learned to be smart and only moved the wine. He emptied the box of white wine and put all the wine on the shelf into it. He stuffed eight bottles horizontally and vertically. He was only satisfied when he couldn't stuff any more bottles in.
Carrying the box, he swaggered out of the living room, ignoring his son who was on the phone at the side. He was quite satisfied with this. His son never skimped on his cigarettes, wine, and food, and gave him whatever he wanted.
The only thing he was dissatisfied with was the money, but he really wouldn't shamelessly ask his son for money. It would be too damaging to his dignity as the head of the family.
Li He had just hung up the phone when he saw Li Zhaokun carrying a large pile of wine out. He really did not care. The one thing he didn't lack was wine. Putting aside how much wine Yu Dehua, Shen Daoru, and Pan Youlin would give him every year, just the wine cellars bought by Ivanov, Martici, and Jiang Baojian were enough for him to drink for the rest of his life.
None of the wines they sent were of poor quality. Many of them were bought from auctions.
After they became rich, these people began to focus on enjoying themselves, and it was not good for them to enjoy themselves. Therefore, when there was good wine and cigarettes, they would naturally take care of Li He first.
Although Li He wasn't interested in red wine, he couldn't refuse it since it was sent to him, so he accepted it.
Because of this, Martici, Ivanov, and the others were even more attentive in sending wine. Basically, they would send a few boxes every month or even every week, regardless of whether Li He was in Hong Kong or not.
Therefore, the one thing Li He didn't lack now was wine. It could be said that the basement of the house was filled to the brim with wine.
There was so much wine that he couldn't finish it, so he just let his father lose. He didn't feel bad at all.
Seeing Li Zhaokun come out with a large box, Old Man Zhang rushed forward to receive it. With so much wine, it must be expensive. He carried it carefully. If a bottle broke, he wouldn't be able to pay for it even if he sold himself.
"Where are we going?"
"Yeah, where are we going?" Li Zhaokun had just thought of this problem. He only knew that the wine was valuable, but he didn't know where to send it to exchange for money. However, this was indeed a big business. In terms of making money, it was enough to make his face light up. He had an idea and asked, "There's too much wine at home. Is there anyone who accepts some if we share it with others?"
"There is," Old Man Zhang hurriedly replied.
Li Zhaokun asked happily, "Is it far?"
"We'll ride for an hour. You sit on the back seat and carry the box. I'll ride." Old Man Zhang pointed at his old bicycle.
"Wait." Li Zhaokun didn't like that bicycle at all. Although he used to love bicycles, times had changed. He didn't want to carry the box and suffer behind the bicycle.
He returned to the small building at the back and called the driver out, asking to drive him to the city.
Driver Wu had no reason to refuse. It was his duty to be the Li family's driver. If Li He didn't go out, his work would be very leisurely. He only needed to drive Five to and from school every day. Previously, when Five stayed at the dormitory, it was even more leisurely. He only went there twice a week and received so much pay. He was already embarrassed.
He drove the Volkswagen out of the parking lot.
Li Zhaokun instructed Old Man Zhang to put the wine in the car.
After Old Man Zhang put the wine in place, he stood by the car door in a daze.
Li Zhaokun said, "Get in the car. Why are you in a daze?"
"I'm also in the car?" Old Man Zhang couldn't believe it. How could he, a trash picker, get in such a good car?
"Nonsense. Hurry up." Li Zhaokun was impatient. If Old Man Zhang didn't go, he didn't know who to sell the wine to.
Old Man Zhang sat in the back of the car and whispered the location to the driver. The car immediately drove to the city center.
After passing through the high-rise buildings in the Central District, it was a residential area with narrow alleys. This luxury car attracted a lot of people's attention. Under everyone's gaze, the car stopped in front of the chess room.
To everyone's surprise, the person who got out of the car was actually the trash picker, Old Man Zhang.
Although everyone wasn't familiar with him, he often picked up trash in this area, so they often saw him.
Old Man Zhang avoided the dazzling light and hurriedly entered the chess room.
Li Zhaokun and Driver Wu also got out of the car.
"You go back first." Li Zhaokun wanted to drive the driver away.
"Okay, okay." The driver wasn't happy, but on the surface, he still agreed. He had already been instructed by Li He to look after Li Zhaokun.
Old Man Zhang brought out a shirtless young man. He wasn't tall, but the tattoos on his body were quite intimidating.
Old Man Zhang pointed at the young man and said to Li Zhaokun, "Brother Li, this is Brother Dong. He's the boss of this area."
"Hello, Brother Dong." Li Zhaokun had a sense of idol worship for those who were popular and successful in life.
"Mr. Li." Driver Wu hurriedly pulled Li Zhaokun away. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
He really wanted to shout at Li Zhaokun, this kind of hooligan isn't even worthy of cleaning your son's shoes!
How dare you call him brother!
He thought that if Li He heard this, he would probably die of anger! His appearance was really ugly to the extreme!
"You're my father, okay?!" The hooligan stared blankly at the 'HK1997' license plate until he heard Li Zhaokun's voice. He was so scared that his legs turned to jelly, "Can you stop joking?"
The first rule of being in the underworld was to keep your eyes open!
There were always some people in this world that he couldn't afford to offend. When he met these people, he had to pretend to be a bastard and obediently shrink his head back!
Therefore, he had to remember the license plate of many people that he couldn't afford to offend!
What's more, he couldn't be more familiar with this license plate number. His boss's boss had already instructed him many times that when he encountered this license plate number, he had to be extremely respectful. He had to be as humble as his spine could be.
"What does he mean?" Li Zhaokun couldn't understand this young man's broken Mandarin. He ignored Driver Wu's look and only asked Old Man Zhang, "Ask him if he wants wine."
Old Man Zhang and the young man chatted for a while, then moved the wine out of the car.
"Sorry, sorry, I can't take it today. I don't have that much money." Brother Dong just wanted to strangle Old Man Zhang, but he nodded and bowed to Li Zhaokun.
Li Zhaokun understood what he meant. "It's cheap. I'll give you cheap, as much as I can give you."
"Sir, don't joke about this. Do you want to go in and have some tea?" Brother Dong was about to cry. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. You drive a Ping Zhi worth millions, wear an Armani worth tens of thousands, and have such a big thumb ring, and you're actually doing a tobacco and wine recycling business. Aren't you flirting with me?
Li Zhaokun said seriously, "I'm not joking. Do you want it or not?"
"Do you want me to make a call?" Brother Dong saw Li Zhaokun's attitude and was really afraid that he would offend him for no reason.
"Then hurry up." Li Zhaokun agreed.
Brother Dong hurriedly went to call his boss, while Driver Wu was also considering whether to call Li He.
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