The lightness of the world of mortals

It's almost time for grapes to ripen.

Manfilo Manor looks very leisurely, after all, the fruit is not yet ripe.

California wineries desperately want to occupy the North American market, and also want to occupy a place in the world wine industry. In fact, its climate is good enough, its water and soil are good, and its technology is excellent... But it is the same Cabernet Sauvignon, it just does not have an old vine on the left bank of Bordeaux The string of wall grids formed on the top is high.How many legends are there in this world, where fame can 100% reflect connotation?From famous paintings to famous wines, legends are palaces built by those who promote with ulterior motives and those who are willing to be promoted.

Chen Xilin intends to promote Manfiro Manor, and her ulterior motives come from... She thinks the wine here is of good quality.

There are many wineries and agents who have self-recommended to Beluga. Beluga and the Bai family hold receptions, and nobles such as Louis XIII have to squeeze their heads out to be the suppliers of the reception. Then raise your head and tell the planner to use its wine, and Manfiro's luck will come.

So now Chen Xilin is sitting in the vip wine tasting area, looking at the valley scenery, and in front of her is a bottle of rare special wine presented by the owner of the winery, but she insists on ordering the one she drank with Mingyu at the Shuixie restaurant last time , Ming Yu said to wake up well, otherwise it will be a bit stinky.

Dean took a piece of Wisconsin white cheddar cheese and chewed it in his mouth, "You look pretty good." He looked at Chen Xilin and said.

Chen Xilin shrugged, the black-gray sunglasses with no fancy heads made the tip of the exposed nose more delicate, and the good looks probably depended on the thinly stained lips with orange red lipstick. She smiled, and the corners of her lips turned up on the side of her fair face, " Dean, when are you going to retire?"

Dean just wanted to sum up the matter, but gave up again, "Retire when you don't need me."

Chen Xilin smiled and shook his head.

"What about you? When will you retire?" Dean asked.

"Me," Chen Xilin raised his wine glass and touched Dean's, "How about next year? With such a grape field under the plate, we can drink wine and bask in the sun every day."

Dean raised his head and laughed, for a while, "It's a good thing to be willing to retire, but it also means that I'm going to retire?"

"You can come and help me take care of the grape fields."

"I'll talk it over with Laura when I get home," he continued the joke, "but we've got to get this done before we retire!"

Chen Xilin took a sip of his wine, "Dean, why did you choose to support me?"

"There is no choice. When I first met you, I thought you were reliable in doing things. I believed that you would lead the white whale in a good direction. That's it. I never weighed the choice between you and other forces."

"What about now? Do you think the original feeling and trust are still accurate?"

"precise."

"it is good."

"Yesterday you said on the phone that Bai Xien's attitude was ambiguous?"

"This time, I can't seem to figure out what they want to do."

"Did they support the q fund to do 'Scared Island' at all?"

"That's the problem, and I get the feeling that they don't care if Rare Isle gets through, they don't."

"Did Jack vote no?"

"This is very strange! At the beginning of the meeting, he insisted on the relationship between the Q Fund and Beluga. I even suspected that he was setting off smoke bombs, reminding the three directors of Beluga that the 'Rare Isle' project is possible. Bring benefits to the beluga bid for jedi, so as to guide them to vote in favor."

"Why did you think he gave such guidance at the time?"

"I am the person in charge of these two projects. To put it simply and imprecisely, one of these two projects is responsible for killing, and the other is responsible for appeasing." Chen Xilin turned his head and looked at the distant grape fields from behind his sunglasses.

How she does not want these two projects to be so roughly defined, but in the eyes of the world, that is the case.

"So fundamentally, these are two contradictory projects."

"Yes, if it exists at the same time, I will be questioned, and I may be reduced to a situation of choosing one or the other. Charity will not be easily denied. The most likely outcome is that the person in charge of the Beluga project will be replaced."

Dean crossed his hands and frowned, he raised his head, "Lynn, I don't understand, you know that the existence of 'Exotic Island' will threaten your ultimate control over the Beluga Jedi project, but you still approved Wang Qi’s proposal and bring it to the board of the Q Fund, why?”

Chen Xilin looked at the fruits waiting to be picked on the dwarf vines in the valley, and watched the early autumn sunlight dance on them.

She took off her sunglasses, the muscles around her eyes tightened in the sudden light, and then slowly relaxed, and her pupils took on a gentle light brown hue in the sunlight.

"Because I have seen the devastation of this world with my own eyes, I am in awe of every ray of sunshine around me."

Dean stared into her eyes, speechless.

"'Zhenqi Island' is the sunshine for millions of people in troubled times. How can I cover it for personal gain?"

Dean lowered his eyes, picked up the red wine glass in front of him and touched Chen Xilin's glass crisply, "The feeling and trust at the beginning have always been accurate." After speaking, he drank the wine in one gulp.

The glass of wine in front of Chen Xilin had sobered up, and the taste was sublimated.When she was with Qingqing, the careers she did were for breakthroughs in the industry and to avenge her parents. After Qingqing left, everything she did was for these reasons, and one more person was looking for Qingqing, so the q fund was born... …Now, she has changed all her original intentions unknowingly because of the words Ming Yue said in Moments. For that ray of sunshine, she would rather take the risk of losing the person in charge of the jedi project, and the risk of never being able to get revenge... ...The taste of this glass of wine has changed unconsciously.

The original owner of this sentence was unaware of its impact.

She only knew that the voice from the radio disturbed her inner peace again that day, or that the sea of ​​heart may never really be calm, but it has been surging alone in the dark night.

"Auntie, come with me to Germany to relax?"

Angie stood on the square in front of Amsterdam Central Station, her two long, undeveloped legs stretched straight, and she stepped on a pair of clean white shoes.In half an hour her train was due to leave, heading leisurely all the way to Frankfurt.

Ming Yue smiled, "Enjoy the leisure time before adulthood, you won't be so free when you grow up."

"Children are not free. They don't have the money they earn, they don't have their own house, they don't have a car to go wherever they want, they can't get married, and they need a guardian's signature to have a child."

"Well... I have all these things and rights, but right now I can't hang out on the train like you."

"Why not?"

Ming Yu shrugged, turned around to look at the flow of people in the station, as if talking to himself, "The source of happiness is different."

"Auntie, what is the source of your happiness?"

Ming Yu turned around, thought about it, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Anji's phone rang, and it was Qinghui. Mingyu let go of his eyes, and across the square was a field of bicycles that no one knew if anyone had claimed them.

"Auntie, Dad wants to talk to you." Angie held up the phone.

Ming Yu bit the bullet and continued, "Hello?"

Over there, she thanked Mingyu for her hospitality to Anji these days in a proper tone, and Mingyu suddenly felt unhappy. She received Anji only because she felt that she had a destiny with this child, but now she was helping Qinghui take care of her daughter.

"When we return to the United States, let's get together." Qinghui said.

"Well, I'll contact you when I get back." Ming Yue was neither salty nor bland, neither polite nor disrespectful.

"Let's set a date, how about Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Ming Yue was stunned, but Qing Hui actually said the truth.

"Mid-Autumn Festival... what date is it?"

There was a pause there, "Next week, I might be able to fly with Angie when I come back."

"Oh... I'm in a hurry, I'm working here... What's the matter?"

"Not at all. I just want to get together and chat. I haven't had a gathering during the holidays for so many years."

"...Okay, I'll tell you if I'm sure."

"It's good for Nannie to come back at this time, and I can spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my father." Henry Bai was dressed in a white Chinese tunic suit, and there was an old painting spread out on the table in front of him.

"Mid-Autumn Festival... when?" Chen Xilin had already forgotten all these things.

Bai Henry raised his eyes from the painting, "There are still ten days left. When are you going back to Haicheng? Let's go after the holidays." The last sentence was almost a request.

The person who was asked pondered for a while, "Yes."

Henry Bai saw her thoughts, "Bring Mom and Dad to the house and celebrate the festival together."

Chen Xilin smiled, "They might be more comfortable in the nursing home."

Bai Henry's face sank, "Should I let Dad go to the nursing home for reunion?"

Chen Xilin remained silent, Bai Henry slowed down a little, and waved his hands, "Let's talk."

Fortunately, this topic is over, Chen Xilin lifted his handbag, "Grandpa, have you seen the proposal of 'Zhenqi Island'?"

Henry Bai slowly rolled up the frame, "It's shocking, I, Lynn, are doing more and more great things."

"Jack from Huantai believes that once this proposal is passed, Beluga must offer 3000 million as a title sponsor, so that I can escape." Chen Xilin cut to the chase, because she believed that Bai Henry had already known the news.

"how do I say this?"

"He is worried that someone will criticize me. I do refugee charity to canvass votes for Beluga to bid for Jedi, so his logic is, either I withdraw from Jedi, or Beluga donates 3000 million."

"White Whale donated 3000 million, didn't he use 'Zhenqi Island' to canvass for himself?"

"He believes that the current relationship between Moby Whale and Q Fund is not well known, and it is easy to be criticized by the media, but if the relationship is openly spent with real money, everyone will have nothing to say."

Henry Bai stared fixedly at the rolled up painting tube.Chen Xilin's thoughts drifted back to the meeting with Dean in the morning.

Dean instinctively objected to Beluga's donation of the money. He had a bold speculation that he was afraid that Chen Xilin would be framed for money laundering and use the q fund to transfer Beluga's current assets.

She wanted to know Henry Bai's attitude.

Those old eyes moved, and then shook his head, "At the board meeting the day after tomorrow, I will be the first to oppose the white whale as the title sponsor."