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Song Yan only arrived in New York in the morning. He came from Las Vegas. He attended a friend's wedding a few days ago, where he enjoyed the chic life of drinking wine in the cup, being accompanied by beauties, and spending a lot of money.Now that I got off the plane, the veins on my forehead were throbbing with pain, and I hurried to attend the international wine exhibition.

Under normal circumstances, what kind of wine he wants, people go to the place of origin to find a good winery, or reserve all the good wines brewed by the winery in a certain year in a certain period of time, or simply buy the entire winery.Just like last year when his mother drank a bottle of noble rot sweet white given by a friend and talked about it twice, Song Yan went to Rheingau to buy the Bodock winery in person, and provided it to the Song family.

The reason why it appeared here today is also because I heard that Dijin Winery will display an extremely precious bottle of wine at the finale that is not sold for sale. This is a good thing that will not appear at the auction, so Song Yan asked Bodok The winery came to participate in the exhibition, so they stopped by. They had sent someone to contact the person in charge of Dijin Winery in private, and wanted to get this bottle of wine back to honor Mrs. Song.

He is alone now, only the on-site person in charge of Bodock Winery is by his side. Song Yan is not in the mood, and his forehead is swollen and painful due to the noisy environment. He wants to go to the hotel to open a suite upstairs to rest for a while .

As a result, two thin figures in suits and leather shoes appeared in front of my eyes. They were about the same height, but the figure on the left was obviously thinner, while the figure on the right looked inexplicably familiar.Song Yan stared at the back of that black-haired and beautiful head, a three-character name lingered on the tip of his tongue, ready to be pronounced.

He heard the person in front mentioned that he regretted not buying the winery, and made a statement to identify the owner of the winery.When the two turned their heads together, Song Yan's heart felt numb and itchy as if someone had gently pricked it with a small needle - that's right, it really was Wen Yunting.

After all, few people can leave such a deep impression on him. He has always turned his face and denied people after getting out of bed. The first time he met the other party after getting out of bed, he not only turned his face but also made a move. In the end, he made a half-day trip to the city bureau. Absolutely unprecedented.

After hearing about it, a few friends who were playing together laughed at this incident to death. In their circle, it is very rare for romantic debts to be brought into the police station.Song Yan generously allowed them to tease him, and he didn't feel that he had lost face to the youngest of the Song family. He went to find someone to trouble him afterwards, but asked Song Li to apologize. Don't let friends break up after so many years, that would be bad.

Song Li was full of resentment, and the resentment towards his brother was like a puff of black smoke hovering over the Song family mansion, almost breaking through the sky.When Sun Meiru, the wife of the Song family, heard the bizarre story that the elder son had stolen the younger son's sweetheart, and the two of them were taken to the police station together, her complexion was like a color palette, turning around in a circle of colors.

Looking at Song Yan's unrepentant look, Song Li was depressed again because of the Alpha, so he got so angry that he locked the two brothers together and punished them for copying books.

More than a month later, Wen Yunting, the little leopard cat with its teeth and claws, was placed in a corner of Song Yan's memory. He usually couldn't remember it for a long time, but when he saw it suddenly, this face in his memory jumped out, vivid and vivid. I remember clearly the curves of eyelashes.

However, when Wen Yunting saw Song Yan, his complexion was not good, obviously some bad memories were brought back.Shen Zhehang was completely unaware of the sparks between the two in front of him, and asked, "You bought Chateau Bodock? I want to hold half of the shares. Think about it."

This handsome man looked extremely young, in his early twenties at most, and he wanted to hold half of the shares when he asked. His expression was as calm as if he said to someone in the vegetable market, "I want half a catty of potatoes".Song Yan didn't look down on him, and said: "It's useless if you want to hold half of the shares. Since I bought this winery, it is exclusively for our family and will not be sold separately."

Wen Yunting rolled his eyes: "Then why are you here to participate in the exhibition?"

Song Yan smiled and shrugged: "It's fun. For example, when you meet someone who regrets not being able to buy wine," he looked at Shen Zhehang, "How fun."

"..." Really, I still deserve a beating.Wen Yunting clenched his fists.

Shen Zhehang was fine, folded his arms, and said in a calm tone, "I have no objection to the exclusive supply, it's just my line, at most a dozen bottles a year, will it affect you?"

He chuckled: "It doesn't matter, I just like the sweet white of this winery. I will help you share half of the expenses, so there is no hesitation."

Of course, this will not have any impact on Song Yan, and it will not hurt to give it away for nothing.But he just didn't like Shen Zhehang, probably because this Alpha looked weak but had a strong aura. If he, a man who used to be a domineering CEO, was bullied on the spot, his mood would of course become subtle and uncomfortable.

Wen Yunting frowned, adding fire at the right time: "Hey, what do you want? Our young master is enough to give you face."

Master?Song Yan stroked his chin, looked at Shen Zhehang: "Your name?"

"Shen Zhehang."

Hearing this name, Song Yan suddenly realized, no wonder he opened his mouth so loudly, it turned out to be the Shen family who had nothing to do with them.Song Yan looked at Wen Yunting again: "So you are in Jixing Group? What position?"

Before Wen Yunting could speak, Shen Zhehang picked up the exhibit card on his chest and showed it in front of his eyes: "Didn't you see it? Vice President."

...Wen Yunting was silent, young master, the steps you gave are too high, I can't walk down at all!

Song Yan was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed a few times, raised his hand, and asked someone to go to the backcourt to bring a box of good vintage sweet whites and put them on the table: "It is impossible for the winery to have more of your line. But if you want to drink the wine here, you can come to me directly."

Of course Shen Zhehang knew that there is no such thing as a free lunch, so he raised his jaw: "What conditions?"

"It's nothing, I don't like to embarrass others." His eyes fell on Wen Yunting, with a smile in his slender eyes, "Let your vice president come and get it, as many bottles as you want."

"..." Wen Yunting clenched his fists, damn it, he knew that meeting this bastard would be bad!

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Wen Yunting carried the box of wine and put it in the trunk. Shen Zhehang had a good harvest today and was satisfied. The corners of his lips were always curled up, his index finger was lightly pointing at the steering wheel, and he was still humming.

"Just go back like this?" Wen Yunting sat in the co-pilot and put on his seat belt.

Shen Zhehang nodded. He knew that there would be an exhibition at Dijin Chateau in the future, but he was too lazy to stay any longer.The main reason is that I want to go back quickly and taste the Bodok noble rot sweet white that I have read for a while.

What the young master said, anyway, after driving for more than an hour, as long as the young master is not a road racing party, it is not a problem for him to sleep peacefully in a two-seater sports car.

"I didn't expect him to be Song Yan." Shen Zhehang didn't know the other party's identity until he got the business card.The status of the Song family in the country cannot be underestimated. Their Shen family is a wealthy family, but their population is small; the Song family is also a wealthy family, but it is a big family.Their family has been thriving since their ancestors. There are nearly a dozen juniors in Song Yan's generation. They are not like him. They have no brothers or sisters, including cousins.

The Shen family has always been on good terms with the Lin family, and the two families are relatively low-key, they don't like to show off in the circle, and they don't like to make friends with others.Therefore, Shen Zhehang has only heard of Song Yan's name, but has never met him in person.Perhaps I have seen it at some charity reception or business celebration, but it passed without a trace, leaving no impression at all.

"Well, he also has a younger brother named Song Li." Wen Yunting fastened his seat belt and replied casually.

"Are you familiar with them?" Shen Zhehang turned the steering wheel and looked at the rearview mirror. "...Not familiar, just acquainted."

Shen Zhehang obviously didn't believe it, and exposed his lie: "He said, 'I'll let you get it'." His tone paused, "And he smiled maliciously."

...Young master, your feeling is correct, he really has bad intentions.So you can drink this case of wine sparingly, it is best to change the taste if you are tired, as long as I don't let Song Yan and I get in touch, it's fine for me to go to the place of origin to find it.

Wen Yunting coughed lightly in embarrassment: "Maybe because his brother and I are classmates, give Song Li some face."

An hour and a half later, when the car was parked in the garage of the villa, Shen Zhehang quickly opened the door and went to the trunk to carry wine.The excited eyes, the unconcealable excited expression, it is estimated that Jiang Qiu would not be able to achieve this effect even if he stripped naked in front of him.

After opening the cork, the intoxicating aroma of sweet white wine wafted out. Shen Zhehang lowered his head and sniffed lightly at the mouth of the bottle, showing a satisfied smile: "That's right, Song Yan is my friend."

"..." The fastest way to establish friendship between men is really inseparable from cigarettes and alcohol.

Shen Zhehang handed over a goblet: "Try it, this vintage is even better than the one I bought that time, the score is close to [-] points, it is definitely top grade."

Wen Yunting took the goblet and glanced at the champagne-colored liquid: "No need to sober up?"

Shen Zhehang rolled his eyes and let Wen Yunting understand on his own.He slowly poured out half a cup and explained in a low voice: "Young noble rot Tianbai is like a charming and sweet princess, with skin as delicate as tofu, and there is no need to sober up; Empress, although you still have the charm, you have to dress up carefully when you go out to entertain guests, and you have to wake up for more than an hour."

"..." Absolutely, most of Young Master Shen's language and literary accomplishments were devoted to lifeless wine.

"Hands, don't touch the bottom of the spherical cup, the temperature will affect the taste."

"Take a small sip and stay in your mouth for a few seconds to feel the rich layering."

"Swallowing too fast, what's the difference between this and drinking a drink? Come again."

Under the step-by-step guidance of Shen Zhehang, Wen Yunting finished half a glass of wine slowly and with difficulty.Shen Zhehang handed him a square towel to wipe his mouth, and asked, "How is it? Have you tasted it dancing in your mouth, changing its colorful flavors?"

Wen Yunting pinched the square scarf to the corner of his mouth, remained silent, and didn't have the nerve to hit the young master: I'm sorry, I just think it's a bit sweet and astringent, and I really can't understand the wonderful feelings you mentioned.By the way, this thing is not as good as a drink.

"It's okay, there are still a few bottles anyway," Shen Zhehang patted the box and smiled, "There are plenty of opportunities to taste slowly."

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Song Yan stayed at the reception until the afternoon, when the bottle of wine that astonished everyone appeared, and decided to go to the person in charge of Dijin Winery alone.As a result, they are quite principled, and they will not sell it if they say it will not be sold, and they will not be moved even if you spend thousands of dollars, and their attitude is extremely firm.The translator next to Song Yan was in a hurry, almost swearing in French, Song Yan stopped him: "Hey, don't be like this, I can understand what Mr. Sffincher means, okay. When are you flying?"

Mr. Sffinch, with a mustache, was dazed, as if he didn't quite understand why he suddenly jumped to the question of the plane.He answered truthfully, Song Yan nodded, and was more frank: "Okay, I will go back on the same flight as you, and it would be better to chat with your boss face to face."

"..." Sphinx looked contemptuously, with his moustache curled up, looking extremely airy, and he was not optimistic about Song Yan's itinerary at all.

Back at the hotel, Song Yan came out of the shower and sat by the bed, suddenly remembered the little guy with sparkling eyes and loves to bark his teeth and claws, couldn't help laughing, called his assistant, and asked someone to check Wen Yunting's status in Jixing Group specific positions.

In less than half an hour, Wen Yunting's information came over. 24 years old, single, the leader of the second team of the second marketing division of Polestar Group.

Holding this resume, Song Yan wanted to laugh again.Vice President?The little guy will really raise his own value, or is it that the crown prince raised it for him?But this may be a sign, maybe after the prince takes over the group, he will really be promoted from a small employee to the position of vice president.

He leaned against the head of the bed and sent a message to his younger brother: [I met Wen Yunting. 】

Song Li's reaction was surprising: 【What? !elder brother!Did you meet Ting Ting in Las Vegas? !He went to the casino?Did you lose so badly and deal cards while wearing bunny clothes?I really want to go to Las Vegas too...]

Song Yan frowned, what is this kid pretending to be?Bunny clothes?In his mind, Wen Yunting was wearing a bunny girl costume, with a white and tender short tail dangling behind his buttocks, and his shoulders were trembling with laughter.

It's more appropriate to change a cat's tail, and give him a pair of paws. It's more decent to scratch it twice if it doesn't look pleasing to the eye.

Wen Yunting was wrapped in a small blanket in the living room, helping Shen Zhehang organize the materials, and even sneezed several times.He rubbed his nose and complained in his heart: it must be because he met Song Yan during the day, and the scum's allergic system began to react.