money trouble

Chapter 403 Everyone Has Vanity
The vineyards in Burgundy, the holy land of wine, are sacred and beautiful. The history of planting grapes in that area is extremely long, and it can even be traced back to BC. In the Burgundy region, large-scale viticulture appeared in this era.

Over the past 2000 years, Burgundy has its own piety. In order to protect the structure of the land from damage, almost all wineries in Burgundy use animal power to cultivate the land. This is unimaginable in the 21st century today. things.

This may also be the reason why this grape growing area is so expensive.

"In the past few years, there was a sky-high transaction in the village of Chambord Musigny in the Yeqiuzi production area. The two hectares of vineyards next to the Henri Jay winery changed hands, and the transaction price was 2000 million euros. 6000 million hectares!."

Fang Nanqi was speechless.

According to the price of 6000 million euros per hectare, the land she can buy with her own pocket money can barely plant ten vines (about one per square meter). The grapes produced can make a normal bottle of wine.

Ten vines can't make five bottles. If you only drink ten milliliters a day, that's just as much as a small syringe, but it's enough for a year...

And that's just talking about the land, not including any other costs.

So sad.

"Why am I so poor, it's too difficult for me..." Fang Nanqi had a bit of bitterness on her face.

People who spent 40 bags, cosmetics and jewelry at Galeries Lafayette yesterday called poor...

Wu Qian was still digesting the content of the "classroom", when he heard Fang Nanqi's low lament, he was amused.

"Little rich woman, are you still poor? Take a look at your whole body, clothes and jewelry, and sell them off, enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for ten years! Poor..."

Stripped?What verb!
Fang Nanqi gave Wu Qian a white look, and said coldly, "get out of class is over!"

After speaking, she picked up the decanter and poured herself a glass. She talked too much and was thirsty.

After one class, Wu Qian learned enough knowledge, not only him, but everyone present benefited a lot.

Wu Qian smiled and asked: "The last thing you mentioned, the winery with 6000 million euros per hectare, is such a high price like the art market, is it money laundering?"

Legitimate businessmen certainly despise the illegal activities of money laundering, and there is no such demand.

Where there is white, there is black in the world, and white and black make up our world.

There will also be many rich people in the black world, and their massive funds cannot be seen. At this time, they need "tools" to help them turn their money from black to white, and artworks take on this responsibility.

Of course, it does not include works by Leonardo da Vinci...

Wu Qian wondered whether the winery had also become such a tool.

Fang Nanqi sneered at Wu Qian's question, and said, "Did you think that the land was traded secretly at that time? No, it's just that you didn't care about it, so you didn't pay attention. The competition was fierce at that time, and the people who participated in the competition were heirs of big consortiums or Famous celebrities are hard to find anywhere, you know!"

"Let's not talk about the top ten famous wineries in Burgundy. The next twenty wineries have all been divided up by rich people. You have thousands of square meters, and he has thousands of square meters. The wines are all directly for the tables of those rich people. , there are very few that can appear on the market.”

"I said, how did your boss Wu say you invested 50 billion pounds in the UK (Fang Nanqi didn't know about the Thames Water Company), a veritable big boss, can't you experience that kind of fun?"

"That's the kind. The wine I use to entertain friends is the world's top wine, but you can't buy it anywhere, because it is brewed by my winery, which is the only one here, that kind of fun!"

While speaking, Fang Nanqi was gesticulating with a hangover, very image, very kind of style, although she was pretending.

To put it bluntly, it is vanity, showing off...

Wu went to lean on the chair, and smiled lightly. No one is a saint, how could he not have vanity, but the targets and levels are different. He agrees with Fang Nanqi's words.

It’s like it’s impossible for him to show off to his friends, such as Zou Tianyang and Tian Yewang, because they are no longer at the same level, but if he is with Labo Erkan, Avram or the heirs of an international consortium , you can show off.

What people don't have, I have, what others have, I have essence.

style!

A little more popular, forceful!

"I don't drink much wine."

Wu Qian leaned on the back of the chair and said suddenly after a while.

"When I was in Hangzhou, I drank a special Mouton. I didn't understand it at the time, but I felt very good." Wu Qian recalled that it was the first time he formally tasted high-end after he got the source of all evil system. wine.

"Later on the plane from Beijing to London, I drank the champagne from Cook's private collection, which was not bad."

Wu Qian looked at the ceiling, and his tongue kept stirring in his mouth, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"Today, the most unforgettable thing for me is definitely the white wine from Romanée-Conti Chateau Montrachet Grand Cru. Although most of it has entered the belly of you, a greedy cat, I still remember that wine. smell."

After Wu Qian finished speaking, she looked at Fang Nanqi thoughtfully and nodded.

Fang Nanqi's face was a little unnatural, but then she calmed down, the old lady just likes to drink a little wine, what's the problem?

David nodded suddenly, and used the little information revealed by the BOSS to construct the scene of that night in his mind. He didn't know what he thought of, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously evoked a wicked smile.

The dining table was already clean, and the service staff in the restaurant were very nimble. After Wu Qian and his group finished their meal, they cleaned it up, but no one would urge them to leave, because after the Eiffel Tower was closed, they would go directly from the restaurant. elevator ascending the tower.

At the servants' table, the servants were whispering and chatting, their voices were so low that they couldn't hear anything from three meters away.

At the main table, after Wu Qian finished speaking, he was also quiet. Wu Qian leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes wandered from Fang Nanqi's face to the ceiling, and he nodded his head, as if he was flipping through the memories of his taste buds, with an intoxicated expression.

The rest of the people all looked at Wu Qian.

The picture seemed to be still, but it was still for less than five seconds. Barbara and Rosalind moved at the same time. Barbara took out the laptop from behind and put it on the dining table, turned on the screen, and Rosalind was on her own. Poke a little bit on your little device.

The two of them already understood the meaning of Wu Qian's last sentence.

He knew what he was going to do without Wu Qiandao, thinking what the boss wanted, and he was extremely efficient and resolute.

Using such a person is called comfort!
(End of this chapter)