money trouble

Chapter 350 There Is No Trouble That A Glass of Wine Can't Solve

Wu Qian just wanted to find someone to talk to, but he didn't want to babble those clichés with the housekeeper, bodyguards or servants. In front of those people, he still wanted to maintain a wise image.

And if the few super-friendship female friends are not around, I am afraid they are already asleep at this point, so there is no point in waking up and chatting, and the chat will not be clear.

So Wu Qian deliberately came to chat with Sheng Yihuan, but Fang Nanqi was also there.

It was fine though, and both expressed a great willingness to listen.

One side wants to talk, the other side likes to listen, hit it off.

Taking advantage of the time to sober up, Wu Qian started from how Yuan Bingqing got to know him through Huang Xingyuan at the very beginning, and told the whole story of the video website.

Through chatting with the two women, Wu Qian realized how happy it is to have someone to talk to when he is in a bad mood. He can't find someone to talk to and feels very lonely.

Not being able to find someone to talk to is probably one of the reasons why some rich people are unhappy. When the status rises to a certain level, it will be difficult to find friends with whom to chat.

Through Wu Qian's eloquent account, Sheng Yihuan and Fang Nanqi clearly understood the relationship between Yuan Bingqing and the mysterious man in front of them. It was not as complicated and profound as they thought. Yuan Bingqing was really busy with his career.

Of course, Wu Qian didn't tell the story of the time when he entered Yuan Bingqing's office and locked the door behind him. How could such a thing be publicized everywhere? Isn't it stupid.

"That's how things are, until now I don't know who is dealing with me secretly, hehe, tell me, isn't it funny..."

After Wu Qian finished speaking, he didn't bother to pay attention to whether the wine had sobered up enough. He grabbed the slender neck of the decanter and poured half a glass of wine into the three wine glasses.

After waking up, the color of the Romanee-Conti white wine has changed slightly. The light gold is mixed with a little green light, which is very beautiful. Combined with its high price, it gives people a sense of psychological satisfaction. It goes without saying.

The aroma of the wine flutters slightly, exuding complex fruit aromas such as hawthorn flowers, grapes, almonds, hazelnuts, and lemons, which complement each other but do not interfere with each other. It is a very wonderful aroma.

Sight, smell, taste and spiritual senses can all be satisfied.

It's a pity that the few people who smelled the aroma of the wine at this moment were not in a good mood to enjoy the wine.

After listening to Wu Qian's words, Sheng Yihuan frowned slightly, but Fang Nanqi's eyebrows stood up.

Who is Yuan Bingqing? She is their good friend. The relationship between them is beyond girlfriends, and they are very close.

They are very clear how important the video website is to Yuan Bingqing, it is like Yuan Bingqing's own son, but now he has been hit destructively, it is hard to imagine how bad Yuan Bingqing is in the mood at the moment.

Regardless of whether it is T or P, Sheng Yihuan and Fang Nanqi are both women, and women's thoughts are delicate. They put themselves in Yuan Bingqing's position and imagined, the feeling is suffocating.

"I'll call Bingqing and see how she is doing." Sheng Yihuan stood up and said with a frown.

Wu Qian nodded, and said: "It's okay, I didn't talk to Yuan Bingqing before, I guess she is not in a good mood, you can comfort her."

Wu Qian felt that he would not comfort others, so he simply let Kukes and Yuan Bingqing talk about business.

When Sheng Yihuan walked out of the piano room, Fang Nanqi slapped the coffee table with a "bang".

"It's too much, Wu Qian, tell me, this is what people do! You scolded Gabi, don't let my mother know who is behind the scenes, I will find someone, no, I will do it myself, kill it he!"

Fang Nanqi is a real heroine who does not give in to her eyebrows, she looks like a bloody battle on the battlefield with a sword on her horse, she almost said, Wu Qian, wait for me with warm wine!
It could be seen that Fang Nanqi was very angry, but her little eyes were always staring at the fine wine on the coffee table, which ruined her image a bit.

Wu Qian was happy, but he didn't expect anyone to be more angry than him, the actual victim.

"Okay, it's much more comfortable to talk about unpleasant things, and you don't need to be angry anymore. I have let the people around me pass by, and I believe this matter will be resolved smoothly soon."

"Come on, let's taste how this wine tastes."

While talking, Wu Qian raised his wine glass to signal.

Although Fang Nanqi is Miss T, her figure is extremely predictable, but she usually wears looser clothes, which conceals the real situation. Now she takes a deep breath, and she is completely exposed.

She suppressed the anger in her heart and turned her anger into anger, but she had to taste such fine wine carefully, otherwise she felt sorry for her conscience.

"Let's talk about Bingqing later, let's have a drink first..." Fang Nanqi thought to herself, she picked up the glass and sniffed it under her nose, and then tasted it in a very professional way.

Before Wu Qian put the wine glass to his mouth, he saw Fang Nanqi's very professional movements and asked, "Are you a sommelier?"

"I've learned a little bit. This is the third time I drink Romanee-Conti, and the first time I drink white wine from Montrachet. Don't talk, let me experience it." Fang Nanqi said seriously.

The real Romanee-Conti is not that cheap, at least tens of thousands of soft sister coins, far more expensive than the hyped Lafite.

Although Fang Nanqi's family is rich, it is really impossible to drink this kind of wine every day. What kind of family can afford such a toss, let alone Romanee-Conti from the Montrachet production area.

Romanée-Conti has nine grape-producing regions, which produce wines of different tastes and levels. Wines from some grape-producing regions are not sold at all, and are only provided to special groups of people.

Seeing Fang Nanqi's serious look, Wu Qian simply put down his wine glass, waiting for the professionals to taste him and enjoy it, maybe he will feel differently.

Fang Nanqi first shook the wine glass to see its color, then smelled its fragrance, and finally closed her eyes and took a sip to savor its taste.

A sip of wine, no more, no less, just enough to cover the tongue.

The golden liquid flowed into the mouth and swirled on the soft tongue. The tongue stirred slowly, allowing the wine to fill every corner of the mouth, evenly exuding the aroma of the wine that had been deposited for many years.

"It's so wonderful..." Fang Nanqi sighed in her heart.

She has a motto, there is no trouble that a glass of wine can't solve, if there is, then two glasses, three glasses, or another glass...

At this moment, she felt as if she was floating above the hills of Purigny Montrachet, and what supported her was the aroma of wine rushing from various wine estates, and the aroma of wine supported her slowly rising until cloud.

Fang Nanqi didn't want to open her eyes and return to reality, she wanted to stay there forever.

Wu Qian looked at Fang Nanqi who was enjoying herself with a strange expression.

"Isn't this guy Little T? He was full of heroic spirit and screaming and screaming, like a female version of Yunlong, but now he's become a bitch again, uh... still full of flavor and energy when he was full of heroic spirit. "Wu Qian was thinking wildly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)