Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 121 Wine Tower Louis XIII, the best brandy.

Anyone who knows a little about wine knows that the quality of brandy is closely related to the aging time of oak barrels.

If it has been aged for 15 years, it is called "Napoleon" grade; if it is more than 20 years old, it is xo; 30 years is the golden age in French, l'aged'or.

However, only brandy that is more than 50 years old is allowed to be called Louis XIII.

It is elegant and expensive. After half a century of precipitation and brewing, the moment it was born, it was destined to be a noble among wines.

When the man spoke, his tone was very calm, and he could not tell at all that he was in a romantic place, and he gave a bottle of sky-high price to a dancer who was most likely to have never met before.

Maybe it's because he is rich and powerful, spending money like water... But this action is enough to show how beautiful and heart-stirring the dance of the two women on the stage is.

The surrounding guests were much less calm than him.

Yang Zifan was not far from Tang Jichi, and other people's eyes were more or less wandering towards Tang Jichi, which made him extremely embarrassed.

He persuaded in a low voice: "Mr. Tang, don't you think it's a bit..."

Tang Jichi stared at the stage, and slowly cut off his words: "Are you trying to tell me that she's worthless?"

Yang Zifan was startled, gritted his teeth and said, "It's worth it!"

At the door of the bar, tens of meters away, the man took out a cigarette from his pocket, the curling smoke covered his calm face, and the outline of virtual and real revealed a sinister and indifferent atmosphere.Cen Bo's lips were pursed into sharp lines, but the color of his eyes was pitch black, just like the night in the middle of the night, dark and deep.

No one knew what he was looking at, nor what he was thinking.

At his signal, the manager bent forward and moved his thin lips. The manager heard his words clearly, smiled happily, and agreed repeatedly.

After Jiang Lin finished speaking, he put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, turned the toe of his shoe, and walked towards the reserved VIP space in front of the stage.

……

The commotion in the audience made Duan Zijin dizzy.

She has never danced on such a large scale with so many people staring at her on such an occasion.So much so that when the last movement was over, there were dazzling lights in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see anything clearly, and she didn't even remember when she was helped down by Mi Lan.

Both the front desk and the backstage were still immersed in the explosive atmosphere. In the lounge, Mi Lan was stroking her chest while drinking ice water, and the red tide on her face from the excitement had not faded.

"You surprised me, Zijin." She praised, "I never thought you could dance jazz!"

Duan Zijin rubbed the center of her brows, lying on the table with a straw in a juice cup, she felt a little hypoglycemic after strenuous exercise, dizzy, and urgently needed to add some sugar and water.After finally slowing down, he closed his eyes and said, "I have lived in the United States for six years."

Jazz dance originated in Africa and developed in the United States. It is famous for its hotness, flamboyance and vitality. Especially after the appearance of Michael Jackson, it has been enthusiastically sought after by the younger generation.

Ah Qing's management company has trained him in dance for more than three years in order to turn him into an entertainer with both music and film.Duan Zijin often went to visit classes, and practiced with him intermittently for three years.

The teacher that the brokerage company found for Ah Qing was a top dancer in the world. If you really care about it, she can be regarded as a well-known teacher...

Unlike the lowly kitsch pole dancing, jazz is an art.

No need to dress scantily, no need to sell your body to win the attention of the audience.

Even if she is wearing a leather jacket with boots, she can still overwhelm the audience.

Of course, her original intention was just to compare that arrogant little girl.

Thinking about it now, I'm still a little impulsive...

Duan Zijin propped his forehead and smiled at Mi Lan, "Have you got your wish now? Can we go back?"

"It's already here, how can I go back at this time?" Mi Lan curled her lips unhappily, "No matter what, I have to go up and choose wine before returning."

choose wine.

Duan Zijin sat up straight, not to mention Mi Lan, she almost forgot that there is such a thing as choosing wine, "Choosing wine..."

Let's forget about it?

Before finishing speaking, someone knocked on the door of the lounge, and it was the bar staff, "Hi, we have counted the prices of the wines won by all the contestants tonight, and you two are the ones with the highest prices .According to the usual practice, the title of dancing queen will be awarded by day.off, and a bonus equivalent to the price of the wine will be given."

Mi Lan became interested, "Did the statistics come out? The little girl who played in front of us also got the statistics?"

little girl?The staff was stunned, "You mean Miss Seven?"

Remembering that her female bodyguard did call her that, Mi Lan nodded and said, "That's her, how much wine did she win?"

"The total price is 23 yuan." The staff reported the number honestly.

Duan Zijin's eyelids twitched.

She suddenly remembered that she once jumped into the river in the cold weather for a film salary of 20 yuan, and her whole body was injured from the cold.

Can't beat a casual dance here?

What an irony.

"Then what about us?" Mi Lan asked again.

The staff was silent for two seconds before reporting a number.

Duan Zijin stood up abruptly from his chair, "How is that possible?"

Mi Lan was also shocked, and it took a long time to realize it, staring at a pair of almond eyes, and said in surprise: "Did you make a mistake?"

The staff was helpless, "This is the first time we have encountered such a thing, you should go to the front desk to see for yourself later."

"Are you going to the front desk... to choose wine?" Duan Zijin asked.

The staff nods.

Duan Zijin thought for a while, and then said: "Can't this link be skipped?"

The staff laughed softly, "What do you think?"

A large part of day.off's business depends on the semi-annual dance fight.

And the reason why the men in the audience are willing to spend money on the stage to give wine is nothing more than to compete with other men present for the opportunity to dance close to the woman they fancy.

If they don't choose wine on stage and don't give men such an opportunity, who would want to spend money on them?No one is spending money, so how can a bar make a profit?

Therefore, day.off has a rule. If you want to take away the bonus, you must choose wine in public and dance with the guests you have chosen.

Seeing Duan Zijin's hesitant expression, Mi Lan said to the staff, "You go out first, we'll think about it later."

The staff replied politely: "The time is only 5 minutes. If the two of you don't come on stage, the title of champion will be automatically deferred to No.2. You should think about it."

After speaking, close the door and leave.

Duan Zijin held his breath in his heart, he couldn't go up or down, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Originally, she only planned to kill the spirit of that little girl, but unexpectedly, she forced herself into a dilemma.

Let her dance with the male guests in the audience?

Who do you take her for?

There was a deserted gleam in the brown pupils, and the condensed color accumulated between the beautiful and slender black eyebrows, clearly showing an expression of extreme displeasure.

Duan Zijin held back his irritation, glanced at Mi Lan who was sitting next to her silently, and changed his mind again.

What Mi Lan needs most now is money, the money to leave Fu Yan and support her and her children alone.

If you have this money...you don't have to worry about expenses for at least three years.

170 million.

170 wine.

It's their spoils that turned the audience upside down.

A soft voice came from behind: "Zijin, let's pack up and go back."

"Go back?" Duan Zijin was surprised, "Aren't you going to choose wine on stage?"

Mi Lan shook her head, "It's too much to drag you out with me today to make a fuss."

Zijin is a woman who lives in love, and the people around her, no matter who they are, are silently protecting her pride.

As her friend, how could she do something that humiliated her pride?

The corners of Duan Zijin's eyes tightened imperceptibly.

She stepped forward and pulled Mi Lan up from the sofa, "Are you kidding, since we won the game, how can there be any reason to hand over the prize to others?"

Mi Lan raised her eyes in astonishment, "Zijin..."

Duan Zijin stretched out a finger and poked her forehead, "When your baby grows up, you must remember to tell him how his godmother didn't even want her face for him back then."

Listening to her brisk words, Mi Lan lowered her head, her eyes slowly getting wet...

*

When the two stood on the stage again, they couldn't help being taken aback by the sight in front of them.

The wine was served in colorful wine glasses, and countless wine glasses were stacked to form wine towers, and more than a dozen wine towers almost occupied the entire stage.

The light hit the wine glass, dazzling and gorgeous.

The spotlight concentrated all the light on the stage, and Duan Zijin couldn't see how many people were sitting in the audience.

When she first entered the door, her impression of this bar was that it was exquisite, small, and the atmosphere was perfect.

If she remembers correctly, there will be no more than 200 seats for the scattered tables and the bar. Even if they are all full, it is impossible to set up more than a dozen wine towers.

She looked sideways at Mi Lan, and found the same doubt in the other's eyes.

Mi Lan stared at the wine tower in front of her for a long time, and suddenly remembered what the staff said, "This is the first time we have encountered such a thing."

What is this kind of thing?