I am the strongest brain in the entertainment industry [Rebirth]

Huo Huaibei sighed, he shouldn't have let Chen Bingbo come home.

I knew he was not a good bird.

Now that the matter was a foregone conclusion, Huo Huaibei didn't bother to worry about it anymore, so he went upstairs and went back to his room to change clothes and take a shower.

Huo Huaibei took off his clothes and went into the bathroom, because the servant knew that he had the habit of taking a bath first when he came back, so he had already filled the custom-made bathtub with water, and a series of bath products were also prepared for him.

After taking a comfortable bath, Huo Huaibei's mood improved a lot. He put on a bathrobe and changed into slippers. He was going to go to the underground wine cellar to see how much Chen Bingbo had spoiled him.

Before entering the wine cellar, Huo Huaibei at the door smelled the aroma of red wine.

At least three bottles were made for him, Huo Huaibei stopped at the door and made a conclusion in his heart.

Huo Huaibei had no expression on his face, he opened the door and walked in.

The lights in the underground wine cellar were warm yellow and the brightness was not very high. Chen Bingbo came down alone and did not turn on all the lights, so the light was a bit dim.

The wine cellar is filled with the aroma of wine.

A slightly bitter but sweet, with a hint of sour.

Because he still has some wine stored in wooden barrels in the cellar, there are still wisps of oak and earth mixed in the air.

This smell made Huo Huaibei feel very relaxed.

He usually has no special hobbies, the only hobby is collecting red wine and watches. In order to better store the red wine he collected, when designing the villa, he built an underground wine cellar by the way, and the watches he bought also have a special storage room. .

Huo Huaibei doesn't like socializing very much, he's too lazy to maintain interpersonal relationships, and he doesn't like going to various bars and other entertainment activities, so he doesn't have many friends around him. Instead, he likes to come to the wine cellar alone when he is free from work Take a couple of sips of wine and listen to discs or something. Every time you taste it, it's fun.

Chen Bingbo is considered a pretty good friend of Huo Huaibei's, and he brought Chen Bingbo to the house several times before, and Chen Bingbo has always known about this wine cellar, but Huo Huaibei only let him in once.

Later, he kept clamoring and wanted to come, but Huo Huaibei was busy with work and ignored him. Later, before Huo Huaibei had time to invite Chen Bingbo to drink, Chen Bingbo was the first to be 'sent' out.

Thinking of this, Huo Huaibei suspected that he didn't call himself before coming because he wanted to preemptively enter the wine cellar again.

"Hey, Mr. Huo, are you done with your work?" Chen Bingbo, who was standing in front of the wine rack, seemed to feel Huo Huaibei's gaze, and turned around to tease.

"First explain to me what's going on here?" Huo Huaibei sat in front of the custom-made wine table and bar, and pointed to the three bottles of red wine on the table.

"Oh, what flavor do I want to taste." Chen Bingbo's tone was nonchalant, "Didn't I just open three bottles?"

"Oh." Huo Huaibei stood up and walked to a row of shelves. There was a row of cabinets in the wine cellar for storing various wine glasses. He opened a drawer and took out a goblet. He picked up a bottle of wine on the table. Poured myself a glass.

The mellow and scarlet liquid slowly flowed into the goblet, and Huo Huaibei's posture was extremely elegant, like a nobleman in a medieval castle.

Taking a sip, the smile on Huo Huaibei's face became even wider, his lips seemed to be stained rosy by the red wine, and then he opened his lips and teeth lightly, "Do you want to call your father and take you away?"

Hearing about his father, Chen Bingbo felt that he might have gotten into trouble today.

"I was wrong." Chen Bingbo realized the seriousness of the matter, and immediately apologized again and again, "I was wrong, I will never do this again next time, no, no, there will be no next time."

"You're good at serving wine." Huo Huaibei swirled the red wine in his glass, his movements were lax and his expression was lazy.

"I was really wrong," Chen Bingbo knew that Huo Huaibei was definitely not boasting about himself, so he tentatively said, "I only know cars, not wine, did I...did something I shouldn't drink?"

"There is no Lafite from [-] here." Chen Bingbo muttered.

"These three bottles," Huo Huaibei casually pointed at the three bottles of wine that had been opened on the table with his knuckles, and said casually, "Your father probably won't be able to buy them."

"This," Huo Huaibei pointed casually, but said it was not simple, "1945 Romanée-Conti, I bought it at the auction."

Chen Bingbo swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He knew that although a bottle of good red wine is not as expensive as a sports car, but because many collectors like to collect it, there are actually very few good wines in the market. It can be said that there is a price but no market. People have to spend a lot of effort to find it.

"How much did you pay for this? I... compensate you." Chen Bingbo said.

"This bottle is 86." Huo Huaibei took a sip. The taste was really good. The taste of the wine was full and rich. First, there was a slight bitterness and sourness, followed by a sweet and mellow aroma that climbed up to the taste buds, which was very layered.

"I flew to New York to attend the auction." Huo Huaibei added.

Huo Huaibei didn't bother to talk about the value of the other two bottles of wine. Chen Bingbo, who had escaped now, couldn't afford to pay for any of them. Besides, he put all his effort into collecting these wines.

Chen Bingbo: "..."

"You know, I escaped." Chen Bingbo thought for a while, unable to say, "Maybe I can't afford it now."

"Besides, I just opened the three wine bottles because they were very beautiful. I didn't know it was so important." Chen Bingbo's tone became weaker and weaker.

Huo Huaibei paused every word, "I look at you as an eyesore, I don't know if your dad doesn't think it's an eyesore."

Chen Bingbo: "..."

"Don't tell my dad that I'm here with you," Chen Bingbo said anxiously, "I'll tell you something, it's a secret."

With Chen Bingbo's temper, Huo Huaibei didn't expect to hear any useful secrets from Chen Bingbo's mouth, and he didn't even bother to talk to him.

"It's about you." Chen Bingbo looked serious.

Getting angry, Huo Huaibei couldn't really send Chen Bingbo back, so he knocked on the table, impatient, "Say."

"You've been cheated." Chen Bingbo spoke uprightly, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Huo Huaibei: "???"

Remembering Li Lin's words before leaving get off work today, Huo Huaibei rubbed his temples.

Do they all want to be green so much?

"I'm serious." Chen Bingbo took out his mobile phone and pulled out a photo for Huo Huaibei, "Look for yourself."

The photo was taken in a restaurant, Huo Huaibei knew this restaurant, Chen Bingbo liked to go to this restaurant very much, Huo Huaibei also went there once.

Looking carefully at the people in the photo, Huo Huaibei realized something was wrong.

Isn't this Shen Zhinan and Lu Zhi?

Looking at the time when the photo was taken, it happened to be lunch time. If Huo Huaibei remembered correctly, it was about this time that he sent Shen Zhinan a text message asking him to have dinner.

Then it was rejected.

It turned out that what he said was not perfunctory, but that he really had something.

Although this matter is to go to dinner with Lu Zhi.

Seeing Huo Huaibei staring at this photo without speaking, Chen Bingbo knew that he had made the right bet this time, and his life might be saved.

"Didn't I go back to China today?" Chen Bingbo said, "I really miss the taste of this restaurant, although I only have a little bit of money left on me, and I almost wandered on the street, but because my taste buds drive me I... I'm going to..."

"Can you get to the point?" Huo Huaibei interrupted him unbearably, "I don't want to hear all this stuff, if you talk nonsense, I'll call your dad."

"Then I saw Lu Zhi," Chen Bingbo's eyes flashed with admiration, "He is also a person of taste, I often saw him in a restaurant before I went abroad, and it was the first time I returned to China. I saw him."

"Are you a nonsense basket?" Huo Huaibei had the urge to send him home right now.

"Then I found that there was another person sitting across from Lu Zhi. Although I didn't recognize him, I felt vaguely familiar. After watching for a long time, I suddenly remembered, isn't this the little celebrity you dated? The United States is paying attention to your news, do you think you are moved?"

"Don't tell me, that little star is really pretty."

Huo Huaibei was silent for a while after listening to Chen Bingbo's story, with a bad expression on his face.

Shen Zhinan had obviously told himself before that he had nothing to do with Lu Zhi at all, but looking at it now, he did have a relationship with Lu Zhi, and the relationship was not simple.

It's not easy to reject yourself just to go to his appointment.

"Are you angry?" Chen Bingbo asked, seeing that Huo Huaibei's air pressure was a bit low.

"No." Huo Huaibei said concisely.

His tone didn't look like he was okay at all.

Chen Bingbo looked at the three bottles of red wine and the silent Huo Huaibei, and sighed, "I was far away, and I didn't hear what they were talking about at all. I just found it novel to see them together. In case they It doesn't matter."

"Stop talking, can you?" Huo Huaibei picked up his glass and took a big sip of red wine.

After drinking the red wine, Huo Huaibei's mood was as bitter as the first taste of the bottle of red wine.

Could it be that Lu Zhi is really with Shen Zhinan?Could it be that Shen Zhinan really didn't know what was going on in his mind?

Huo Huaibei felt that life was bitter for a moment.

"Let me give you a trick, Mr. Huo," Chen Bingbo raised his eyebrows, "Now all this is just our speculation, why don't we really ask that little star what's going on?"

"Now?" Huo Huaibei's throat tightened, "Why do you ask so late? What identity? What reason? What position?"

Chen Bingbo, who was confused by this series of questions, was also silent, and the two of them sat on the chair, silent.

After 2 minutes of silence, Chen Bingbo seemed to have an idea suddenly, "Anyway, I opened your red wine tonight."

"Red wine will go bad soon after opening it," Chen Bingbo said, "It's a waste if you don't drink such expensive wine, why don't you call him over to have a drink together."

Huo Huaibei had a thought, and felt that it seemed feasible.

After all, he had never asked Shen Zhinan to come to his home, but it was so late, would he be willing to come?

"You try it." Chen Bingbo seemed to see through Huo Huaibei's mind.

Holding the mobile phone, he dialed Shen Zhinan's number. As soon as the call was connected, Huo Huaibei's throat tightened:

"Would you like to come to my house to drink?" Huo Huaibei's fingertips trembled, but he still spoke, "Today, a mentally handicapped drinker opened three bottles of red wine for me."

The other end was silent for a long time, so long that Huo Huaibei thought the phone was actually hung up.

Then he heard Shen Zhinan's voice over there.

他 说:

"it is good."