"liquor… ?"
When Carter opened the box, the first thing he saw was two thick books and two bottles of wine. It can be seen that these two bottles of wine are not cheap goods. The gold-plated labels can already give people a very luxurious feeling. The bottle caps that look like gold have made the net worth of this bottle soar. rise. Even the bottle is so luxurious, the wine inside must have a special taste.
Yes, special taste.
Since Dulin obtained the patent for the distillation method and licensed it, many alcoholics, especially those with money, began to complain. They believe that Dulin has destroyed an industry, so the wine produced by the distillation method is not necessarily bad to drink. After adding various spices, the color and taste of the wine have begun to change. The bartending industry, which was not very prosperous in the past, has also ushered in a huge development. If a bar does not have one or two bartenders with advanced qualification certificates and their own unique recipes, it cannot be regarded as a bar at all.
The multi-colored cocktail is very popular among girls. With its sweet taste and aroma of fruits and vegetables, some people even shouted the slogan that cocktails are not wine.
But for those wealthy drunkards, the wine they drink now is a little disappointing. The alcohol content of the blended wine is definitely enough, and the color is also very clear, but there is something bad about it. Because dragon's blood wood is not used as an auxiliary material for purification and fermentation, these alcoholics think that the current wine lacks a kind of... soul.
Yes, wine that lacks soul can no longer find the joy of being drunk in the past. Nowadays, drinking too much wine not only makes you feel uncomfortable, but also makes your head hurt. This is far inferior to wine with dragon blood wood. This allowed many rich people with a habit of drinking to start their own brewing careers. They built a small wine cellar and hired some masters who were good at brewing to brew dozens of barrels for themselves every year. But for those drunkards who don't have much money, they think Dooling has done a good thing, because now they can easily get drunk without spending much money.
As for the headache after a hangover
Compared to the joy of being drunk, that's not a big problem at all.
The guard took a look at the two bottles of wine and estimated the price. Each bottle cost at least forty or fifty yuan. If he could afford drinks at this price, the gentleman in front of him must also be a wealthy miner. host. Especially there is a wine glass with a gold rim on the side, which looks like a work of art.
People always have many strange situations. For example, the mine owners who entered in front of Carter were not necessarily poor mine owners. There were also many very rich but low-key mine owners. For these people, the guard clearly knew that they were very rich and had great status, but if it was just this, it would not instill more awe in him. Because they have not seen the "facts" with their own eyes, it is difficult for them to have such emotions that make them inferior to others.
But when he saw Carter's suitcase containing at least one or two hundred yuan, the intuitive visual impact made him feel the gap between them, so he behaved better than most of the mine owners in front of him. Be more humble. He looked at the two books and saw only the covers. The books were tightly bound by book covers and zip ties, and he could not open them. One is "Social Economics" and the other is "World History". They are both very knowledgeable books. These books look to be old, and they look like antiques at first glance.
He checked other places and found no dangerous goods. Then he smiled humbly and took the initiative to compress the suitcase tightly, picked it up with both hands and returned it to Carter, "I have checked it. Thank you for your cooperation. You can go in. There is a number on your invitation card. Find the corresponding seat according to the number. If you don’t know how to find it, some staff will guide you. "
There seemed to be a hint of impatience on Carter's face. He took the suitcase, nodded and walked directly into the venue. This made the little guard breathe out. What a powerful momentum. The big man is really amazing.
When Carter walked into the venue, there were already about two hundred people sitting in the entire venue, and there were still some who hadn't come. He glanced at the watch on his wrist and saw that there were still seventeen minutes before the official start of the conference. Under the guidance of the staff, he found his place. There is actually some difference between what he sees in the photo and what he is actually sitting here. I don’t know if it’s a problem with the photo or some other reason. He felt that the podium was leaning to the right, which happened to cover half of Memnon’s body.
He looked at the conference guests on the left and right. The aisle was on his right, and there was no one on the chair next to him on the left. It might take a while before they could come. This made Carter somewhat relieved. He was a fake. The biggest fear of a fake mine owner here was not that he could not leave after the assassination, but that someone would insist on chatting with him or something. Once he opened his mouth, he would definitely arouse others' suspicion. Fortunately, this guy didn't come. The guy in the first seat on the left didn't seem to have the desire to chat with him across the distance of one seat.
Carter happened to be sitting quietly on his chair, waiting for the meeting to begin. In fact, he didn't know that the guy on his left had a car accident half an hour ago. It wasn't very serious and no one was injured, but it was very troublesome. The driver of that guy accidentally collided with a luxury car. For a mine owner, the money was just small change. When he gave the other party two hundred yuan and was about to leave, the other party grabbed him and told him He doesn't have enough money.
Because the outer shell of the car that was hit was made of pure gold... and God stepped on the horse, which was made of pure gold!
If... If it wasn't for too late, he would definitely let that liar know what "pure gold" is!
Seeing Memnon walk onto the stage, the lights in the hall also changed from very bright to dim and warm. A somewhat embarrassed guy, holding a briefcase and saying sorry while pressing his waist, ran into the venue.
Memnon glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze. What he cared about was not those who came or were late, but those who did not come. He wanted to see how many people planned to go against him. This view made him somewhat satisfied. More than 80% of the mine owners gathered here. As long as no one jumped out and opposed his leading opinions with a fatal determination, then the trading market was considered a success!
"Mad, I met a lunatic on the road. He insisted on saying that his old gold-painted car was pure gold, which wasted a lot of time." This guy was talking to himself, as if he was telling someone. People around you explain why they are late. He looked at the guy on his left, whom he had met once or twice, but had no friendship or conversation with him. Then he looked at Carter on his right, whom he had never met before. He stretched out his hand out of curiosity, "You seem unfamiliar to me. I don't think I've seen you before."
Carter glanced at the guy's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment and shook it, "I just invested in some mining farms in the west, and we have never met."
"Really? This is really not a good time to invest in the West, you know...", the guy said and closed his mouth because he found Memnon looking at him. He nodded and apologized quickly and then closed his mouth. When Memnon looked away, he muttered in a low voice, "Do you know why I said now is not a good time to invest? Because the West Mine will be gone, so I don't know that. What are you going to do to us this time?"
Carter smiled and said nothing, but this guy seemed to be a talker and couldn't stop for a moment, "My name is Raul, Le Aolao, do you know? That's... that Raul. What about you, what's your name?" ?”
Carter kept his mouth shut tightly while the bastard beside him kept chattering. He didn't want to answer any questions and pretended not to hear. It turned out that Raul didn't care at all whether he answered or not, as long as someone was near him.
"You are very cold, which is not good. You know it is not easy for us to make money. It is good for us to make more friends. If we cannot unite together, idiots like that one on the stage will threaten us. But if we We are closely united, and when he wants to attack us, he must consider whether it will bring bad consequences. "
"Do you eat candy? This is the candy I brought back when I traveled to the Federation last time. It is not sold in China at all. It is very delicious. Do you want one?"
"Is that your suitcase? Wow, it looks good. What brand is it?"
Raul didn't stop chatting for several minutes. Memnon had already started talking about the possible harm that the "chaotic" market would have on everyone's interests. Carter had to remind Raul to pay attention to the theme of the conference.
Raul did close his mouth, but only to him. He stretched out his hand towards the guy on his left, "We met last time, Raul, Le Aolao, that's Er, Rao Well, nice to meet you."
"You know what? The guy on my right is too arrogant, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable. We are all people trying to survive in the West, and we should unite with each other."
"Why don't you speak? Are you shocked by my thoughts? I was shocked when I had such thoughts. I originally planned to run for executive committee member, but it's a pity that the West Mining Association ended earlier, otherwise I might not You can also become an executive member, what do you think?”
Soon Raul turned sideways and turned his head to look at the people sitting behind him, "My name is Raul, Le Aolao, that's you, Raul, nice to meet you..."
"We seem to have met at the last cocktail party. Let's find a place to sit together when the party ends? I have a lot of great ideas to tell you..."
(End of chapter)