The lightness of the world of mortals

Mingyu walked on the thin moonlight and the withered winter grass. The path outside the wine storage room was long and long. She was waiting here for little Beneke. Tonight he would teach him the knowledge of grading and storage of frozen wine.

The phone vibrated lightly, and she took it out to look at it. It was a text message from Bernek, saying that I am sorry, he and Keller are going to pick up a box of wine glasses that they ordered before the store in the town closes to welcome the New Year's Eve At that time, the distinguished guest from the United States asked her to wait in the wine storage room first.

Mingyu said it was okay.Walking slowly to the end of the path, the door of the wine storage room was unlocked like other places. She pushed open the heavy wooden door that was more than a century old, and walked down a row of crude metal steps.

I've been here before, so I'm not completely unfamiliar with it. Dim lights are lit in the wine cellar, and rows of oak barrels lie quietly on the shelves. Everything is carefully cared for, temperature, humidity, spectrum, and even the ground. The vibration will affect their taste.

Time stopped, she walked from one row of wine barrels to another, looking at the labels on them, there was a booklet next to each label, recording all the conditions of the barrel of wine it marked during the brewing process, Where the vines are located, what variety, what year, month and day, when they were picked, when they were pressed, when they were peeled, and the value of each round of fermentation... The only thing without any information is the price.

These wines will be labeled with another label in the future, shipped out of the winery, to the wine agent, to the store, to the restaurant... At that time, the label will determine what price they will be sold at, which is three One hundred ohms, one hundred?thirty?Even ten euros.

But in this wine cellar, Mingyu can't tell who is more expensive and who is cheaper. The liquid in each wine barrel is brewed from the fruit that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, no matter whether it comes from 150 years old or not. The vines are still five years old. The workers picked the bunches of fruits with the same mood, the same care, and the same hope. This mood lasted until they were packed and stored in the wine cellar. It will also continue until they are sent out of the winery.

Beneike Jr. said that the wines in the winery do not need to be graded by expensive or cheap prices, but only by the popularity of the audience. Every wine and bottle of wine has its own soul. A bottle of wine that is not so popular , perhaps the noblest and most spiritual.

Ming Yu bent down, then sat on the ground, letting his thoughts wander in this quiet place where he could hear his own heartbeat.Everyone is like a barrel of wine in front of him. The little Bernaceau likes men, but this does not affect his noble nature at all. Maybe he has no children, so he cannot pass on the winery like his ancestors, but So what?

So what if some people were not born into great wealth, or even into a perfect family?

Some people are not cherished by their families since childhood, so what?

Some people make mistakes when they are young, so what?

Some people have lost love, so what?

Some people have been abandoned by others, so what?

All the incompleteness and flaws, all the attributes that run counter to the taste of the public, have made this barrel of wine, making it a unique barrel. In the wine cellar of life, their labels are the same as the labels in front of them. Price, there is no high or low, only this frame of experience, and even, people are willing to linger a little longer in front of a thicker booklet, which may record more natural and man-made disasters, but it enriches the barrel of wine. Taste.

How can you accept others if you don't accept yourself completely?How can you understand others without reconciling with yourself?

Christmas Eve has a romantic name in Chinese: Christmas Eve.

The men and women of the white whale played "Werewolf Killing" on the luxurious and beautiful glass terrace by the river.

"Last night was Christmas Eve," said the Judge.

Chen Xilin opened her eyes with everyone, this is her first time playing this game.This year's ladder climbing was very successful. From the speeches and toasts at the beginning, to the magic show and lucky draw, it can be seen that everyone had a great time.

After nine o'clock, it was not as formal as before. Cindy formed a game board and pulled seven or eight people from left to right. He wanted to ask Chen Xilin to play together, but she said no. Looking at the bare skin, "Come on, let me teach you~"

"Christmas Eve" was not safe, Jiang Ruojing was killed, and Chen Xilin rescued her with the antidote.

In the end, Jiang Ruojing said that he was a "prophet", and Chen Xilin believed without hesitation that the game would end with the killing of the "witch" Chen Xilin, the "werewolf" would win, and Jiang Ruojing would be the last wolf.

Chen Xilin shook her head with a smile, thinking about it again, it turned out that she staged a "bitter trick" on the first night, defrauding her trust, who said it was a "Christmas Eve"?

A game is over, everyone is playing happily, their throats are dry, and their brains need to rest. The live band is still playing tirelessly, and the drinks continue to be served. It is just after ten o'clock, and the nightlife has just begun.

Jiang Ruojing drank several kinds of wine mixed, the play broke up, and the performance was hard. She bypassed the crowd, went out through the glass door, and walked to the corner of the terrace, which was blocked by the wine room. The fuzzy lights are brilliant, and the river wind blows, both real and illusory.

Looking straight ahead and looking up into the distance, all you can see is dazzling bright light, but when you lower your head again, it is a dark abyss without lights.

Looking at the dark abyss under the fence, she tiptoed imperceptibly, with her arms propped on the fence, several kinds of wine were playing a game of heaven and earth in the internal organs, the soul struggled to get rid of this body, left and right Pulling and tearing, the toes stood on tiptoe, and the lines on the arms became more and more obvious.

"Jessica."

She turned her face, and the expression on her face was inexplicable and frightened at that moment, like a sleepwalker who was awakened and didn't know where she was.

Standing a few meters away from her, Chen Xilin's heart tightened. It was the first time she saw Jiang Ruojing's genuine expression. She suddenly felt that this woman might be really unhappy, but she didn't know it so well.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked.

Jiang Ruojing looked at her, Jiangfeng blew her long hair mercilessly, and the slight curls she made tonight were also blown away. She looked at Chen Xilin, the abyss under the fence disappeared, and the brilliant lights from far and near returned to her eyes. middle.

She smiled inexplicably, "Christmas, have you sent blessings to Yu?"

Chen Xilin frowned, his heart sank, who said he would have any contact with her?

"No." She answered Jiang Ruojing, as if answering, more like speaking to herself.

"Me neither." Jiang Ruojing smiled.

Christmas alone.

When last Christmas came, Chen Xilin's personal belongings got on the plane and were about to be transported to Haicheng. As a care for the VIP customers, Ming Yu personally called her to report the situation. On the phone, they said "Happy Holidays" to each other.

At that time, she thought that the intersection between herself and Chen Xilin was due to the relocation.

A year later, they were like two kids who screwed up and didn't even get a chance to say "Happy holidays."

Mingyu watered the calla lilies on the sink in her apartment in Amsterdam, it didn't matter, she thought, if she went back in time, she might not be able to do better.That being the case, just accept it.

She bought a pot of calla lilies with roots, white flowers and green stems, unpretentious and unpretentious, growing plainly.

For a long, long time in the past, she could not see this kind of flower.

During the few hours of jet lag earned by the rotation of the earth, Chen Xilin leaned on the seat of the plane, thinking about the dtm information in his hand.

The last time she thought, the letter from the president of dtm explained their motivation for donating such a large amount of money, but it couldn't explain where so much liquidity came from. It was hard for her to imagine that a baby product company in a war-torn country could have such a strength.

Now she found out that DTM's brother company with a different name was operating in the jewelry industry. To be precise, this company mined and processed a large number of rough stones, especially the local specialty emeralds, and marketed them all over the world.

The two companies are actually one, but when doing charity, they prefer to use the brand of dtm baby products. Chen Xilin understands this idea, and if he were himself, he would also use dtm to do it.

After learning about this situation, she asked Wang Qi to start making a detailed plan and sent it to the CEO of dtm. This time, she went there to express her sincerity, to talk about their respective situations face to face, and to answer that the other party might have problems. any questions.

The meeting was very smooth, and many issues had been touched or resolved in the previous emails and phone calls. Chen Xilin and Wang Qi had a two-day discussion with the other party. The only request of the other party was to hope that dtm could use this title sponsorship to increase the industry's popularity , to open the North American and East Asian markets, although Hisoka is on the trade sanctions list of the United States, but ofac issues licenses for transactions in some industries, infant products are not a big problem, even if there is a problem, dtm hopes that Chen Xilin can use the resources of the white whale help them.

She had discussed this with Dean a few weeks ago and confirmed that it was feasible, so she reconfirmed it in the meeting with dtm.

The final question is how to receive funds.Banks in the United States are not allowed to directly receive foreign exchange from Hisoka. The q fund borrowed a batch of funds through Huantai Bank when the funds were insufficient earlier. At that time, Huantai Bank was the sponsoring bank for the interest-free loan. Several parties discussed and decided , dtm transferred 3000 million US dollars to the newly opened account of the q fund in the head office of Huantai Hong Kong. This operation, on the one hand, bypassed the regulations that US Huantai could not accept Sisuo foreign exchange, and on the other hand, it was convenient to transfer the project funds directly to the same company. wm in Hong Kong.

Everything is perfect.

Chen Xilin took a rest in Damai for a day, and sent a wave of "red envelopes" to the employees of the Q Fund to celebrate the implementation of the title sponsorship. On the evening of the 28th, she left for Frankfurt, Germany.