I have ten trillion licking dog gold

New Year's Eve.

Some people return to their hometown with their bags on their backs.

same.

There are also people who travel thousands of miles to other places.

The same is true.

It's all for loved ones.

Snow-white Airbus streaked across the sky.

Even though the climate of this Mediterranean pearl is warmer than that of China, when Luo Han stepped off the plane, he couldn't help but gather up his black coat.

There was no pomp and circumstance, this life-threatening boss walked lightly, just like his younger brother, he only brought two subordinates with him.

After all, this is Sicily.

It is the stronghold of the mafia.

The Mafia is his close partner.

"Mr. Luo."

The friendship established by such long-term interest exchanges is trustworthy. For Luo Han who came from afar, Fernando, the senior mafia leader, gave a very high courtesy and sent an imposing motorcade to pick him up. He even attended the scene in person.

Dozens of macho men in suits stood with their hands behind their backs, their faces stern, like sculptures.

Passengers entering and leaving all looked sideways, their heartstrings tensed, and they subconsciously lightened their steps.

As the uncrowned king of this land, Fernando raised his head and chest, ignored others, and walked towards Luo Han with a smile on his face.

Luo Han also raised a bright smile, and at the same time, raised his hands.

The two big men who are in charge of the wind and rain in their respective territories hug each other warmly.

"Welcome to Sicily."

"Mr. Fernando, long time no see, you are still as handsome as before."

Although there is a close relationship of interests, the number of times the two meet is not much.

If it hadn't been for Luo Long's "disappearance", I am afraid that such an opportunity would not have been created.

"Mr. Luo, you are much older."

After the hug, Fernando took half a step back and looked Luo Han up and down.

Luo Han smiled heartily, "Time makes people old, if Mr. Fernando has a good way to maintain his appearance, don't be stingy."

"If Mr. Luo needs it, we will sell those medicines, but you have to declare in advance that the effect is not very good." Fernando responded humorously.

Luo Han smiled and said nothing.

"If you want to stay young, the most important thing is to have a good attitude."

Luo Han thought so, and nodded with a smile: "It makes sense."

Fernando held out his hand.

Both parties get in the car.

Under the eyes of awe from all directions, the sturdy convoy started one after another and gradually moved away. Half an hour later, they arrived at Fernando's winery.

That's right.

It is the winery that was baptized by gunfire.

And most importantly.

The winery presents the most authentic appearance - and still maintains the appearance of being attacked that day.

The convoy passed through the ruined plantation.

Luo Han looked away from the window with a natural expression, as if he couldn't see anything unusual outside, "Mr. Fernando, is this a vineyard?"

Fernando, who was in the same car, looked out the window and sighed regretfully, "It used to be. Every autumn in the past, this place was quite busy and beautiful."

Of course Luo Han was not a fledgling stunned young man, and he didn't ask rash questions.

I thought the plantation outside was just decoration, but when I got inside, the main building of the manor was even more tragic.

Walls are collapsing everywhere.

All the glass is missing.

It may not be easy to restore 100% of the winery to its original appearance in a short period of time, but if Fernando is willing, at least it can have a certain degree of concealment effect.

But he didn't.

Will treat people with sincerity to the extreme.

"Mr. Luo, we're here."

The door of the car was pulled open by the mafia congregation, and Luo Han stepped on this ravaged land.

Standing in front of the miserable main building of the winery, this oriental hero still didn't have much expression.

"Mr. Fernando, your decoration style here is really unique."

"Heroes see the same thing, and I think it's good too. Please."

Although the outside is full of devastation, the interior of the building has undergone basic repairs. Otherwise, no matter how close the relationship is, Fernando would not have chosen this place to receive guests.

The host is seated.

Luo Han sat where Luo Long used to sit.

The servants began to serve the dishes.

"This is a newly developed wine, Mr. Luo, try it."

Fernando poured the wine himself.

Luo Han picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"How about it?"

"Fernando has become more and more researched on the tastes of our Chinese people."

Luo Han expressed his attitude with a simple sentence, and then asked neatly: "How much is the price of this wine?"

There is no sound or video of the brothers, and they still have the mind to talk about business.

But this is the difference between great people and ordinary people.

If you have interests in paving the way, and then ask someone for help, the effect will definitely be much better than directly speaking.

"50 euros."

Fernando was also quite refreshing.

From the perspective of two people, it seems that such a business is relatively cheap, but you must know that not only the wine industry, but all fields, the middle and low class are the main force of consumption.

Therefore, the cross-border trade between the two has always focused on this huge market. 50 euros is considered a high price in the cooperation between the two.

Luo Han took another sip of the wine, this time seeming to be more careful.

Fernando looked satisfied.

That's the way business should be.

Only by being responsible to yourself can you be responsible to others.

"I think the price of 50 euros is low. If it were me, I would definitely not mind paying a higher bill for this glass of wine."

Luo Han said bluntly.

Fernando smiled, "How much is Mr. Luo willing to pay?"

"100 Euros is definitely no problem."

Luo Han directly doubled his height.

50 euros seems insignificant to both of them, but what if the amount is enlarged?

That's just the price of a bottle of wine.

As the most populous country, and foreign wine is highly sought after, in the face of such a huge market, the difference in unit price of 50 euros must have caused a terrifying disparity in interests.

"Mr. Luo, your willingness does not mean that the people of China are willing."

Fernando seemed suspicious.

Making money is not shabby.

But don't be too...greedy.

"Mr. Fernando, we have cooperated for so long, can't you trust my judgment?"

Luo Han was calm and determined, "100 Euros, there must be countless people in China who are willing to pay for it."

As a distributor, we should have strived for more benefits for consumers.

But Luo Han did the opposite.

Perhaps this is why his career has been so successful.

The cost price is low, how to raise the price with peace of mind?

The wool comes from the sheep after all.

of course.

This also showed Luo Han's sincerity.

As a sole agent, in the cooperation with Fernando, Luo Han has actually always had the right to set prices independently.

In other words, no matter what the cost price of this wine is, it will not affect its selling price in the end.

For example.

Fernando sold him a bottle of wine for 100 Euros, and he could sell it for 5000 RMB in China.

If Fernando sold it to him for 50 Euros, he could also sell it for 5000 Euros!

Anyway, there are more and more wealthy people in China now. As long as the marketing is done well, there will definitely be no shortage of people who are willing to pay for foreign wine.

"Then Mr. Luo, how much do you plan to sell when you take it back?"

Fernando asked a rare question. In previous cooperations, he had never asked a similar question. After all, he only made his money. How much other people can earn after returning has nothing to do with him, it is other people's ability.

"I don't care about pricing. It needs to be investigated by relevant people and then decided."

Luo Han's textbook-like perfect answer.

This "suitable" is undoubtedly very cleverly used.

Presumably it is nothing more than the difference between cutting leeks and killing pigs.

"Actually, I envy Mr. Luo very much."

Fernando said inexplicably.

"how you said that?"

"The people there are too rich and generous."

Fernando expressed meaningful emotion.

"Mr. Fernando, China is still a developing country."

Hearing this, Fernando couldn't help but laugh.

"cheers."

Luo Han took the initiative to raise his glass.

The atmosphere has already made the necessary foreshadowing, seeing that it's almost done, Luo Han finally brought up the topic.

"Is there any news about my brother now?"

Fernando didn't answer directly, but said with emotion: "Mr. Luo, you are really a competent brother."

"I only have this younger brother. If something happens to him, I can't explain it to my parents underground."

Luo Han's tone of speech did not deliberately exaggerate, but the brotherhood revealed in it was deeply touching.

Absolute good and evil do not exist in this world.

Fernando nodded, "I also have an older brother, but he is just a drunkard and a gambler, and he can't be compared with Mr. Luo at all."

After a pause, the mafia boss continued: "Mr. Luo, as I said, in Italy, you don't have to worry at all."

Luo Han knew the strings, and his depressed mood finally improved a little.

He stared at Fernando, who was equivalent to God in Italy, "Where is my brother now?"

"Is Mr. Luo ready to eat?"

Fernando asked inexplicably.

Caught off guard, Luo Han nodded to Fernando's gaze.

"Have you finished your drink?"

Fernando asked again.

Luo Han was unavoidably weird, but he nodded again.

Seeing that the guests had eaten and drank well, Fernando put down the tableware slowly as he tried his best to entertain guests.

"The dragon was found. I was going to tell you, but you were already on the plane."

Hearing this, Luo Han's heart finally fell.

It seems that I still worry too much.

After the relaxation, uncontrollable anger immediately came up involuntarily.

When I handed over this task to him, I gave him a special warning, but the result fell on deaf ears, and even caused me to abandon my daughter and run to Sicily on the annual New Year's Eve.

Luo Han, who had decided to teach him a lesson, said in a deep voice, "Mr. Fernando, where is he?"

"right here."

Luo Han was startled, and looked at the other party in surprise.

Fernando smiled and nodded, "If you're done eating, come with me."

The two stood up one after another,

Luo Han's two subordinates wanted to follow, but they were stopped by Fernando's men.

For this, Luo Han expressed his understanding.

Do as the locals do.

Since you are a guest, you must maintain basic respect and trust for your host.

"You stay here."

Fernando leads the way.

At that time, it was upwards when escaping, but today, the people led by Fernando changed from younger brothers to older brothers, and the direction also changed from upward to downward.

The two came to an underground corridor,
There are exquisite sculptures on both sides of the corridor, motionless, in addition to the artistic atmosphere, there is a faint sense of eerie fear.

But Luo Han is such a character, there is no disturbance, but looking at the back of Fernando in front of him, for some reason, he always has a vague sense of strangeness that cannot be explained clearly.

Passing through the corridor, there is a door in front of you, and inside the door is a step that spreads downward.

Two hazy yellow lamps hung on both sides of the door,

There was silence at the door.

"Where's my brother?"

Fernando turned around and looked at Luo Han, "It's in the wine cellar below."

In the cellar?
What are you doing in the wine cellar?
Luo Han frowned slightly and looked at Fernando.

Fernando showed a smile, without urging, or saying a word.

Luo Han withdrew his gaze and looked at the dark door, with a calm expression, and took a step forward.

He passed Fernando and walked down the steps first.

Fernando, who was standing by the door, turned around, covered the light, and followed behind calmly.

"Tread, step, step..."

The steps are actually not long. After all, it is a wine cellar. How deep it can be, but it may be a psychological effect, and it feels like walking for a long time.

This wine cellar is very large, generally circular, with built-in wine racks on all four walls, filled with various wine bottles.

But it seems that there has been an earthquake, and some wine bottles have fallen out, broken into slag, and no one has cleaned them up.

Luo Long looked around, then turned around.

"Where's my brother?"

indeed.

He looked around, but did not find any trace of Luo Long.

Or rather, the entire cellar was empty.

Fernando stood on the last step, with a faint smile still on his face.

"Look carefully."

I don't know if it's because of the environment, but his voice seems a little weird in the dark and silent underground wine cellar.

Fortunately, Luo Han is a man with a big heart. When he turned his head again, his gaze was once again roving around inch by inch.

at last.

Fernando didn't play him.

In a hidden corner of the wine cellar, Luo Han fixed his gaze and realized something was wrong.

It was even darker there, but instead of finding Luo Long, he saw——

It was like a cage.

Because he couldn't see clearly, Luo Han narrowed his eyes and walked forward.

step.

two steps.

The distance is getting closer.

The sight gradually became clearer.

That's right.

There is actually an iron cage hidden in this underground wine cellar.

With the full view of the iron cage revealed, Luo Han found that there was still a person in the cage!

Because the cage is too small, the people in the cage can only sit aggrieved. I don't know how long they have been in the cage. They may have fallen asleep exhausted, with their heads down, motionless.

The stench came.

It's the smell of excrement.

Although he lost his freedom like a beast, at least he was given the basic guarantee of survival.

There was a bowl of water in the cage, as well as a bowl of... unidentifiable food.

Luo Han seemed to realize something, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Staring at the man in the cage who couldn't see his face clearly, the face of this all-powerful tycoon in the country was tense, he couldn't help but clenched his hands, and shouted tentatively.

"Luo Long?"

The voice is relatively low, and even slightly trembling.

"Mr. Luo, you should speak louder."

Behind.

When Fernando's voice sounded, the pitch was much higher.

The person in the cage was finally awakened, and raised his head, revealing a dirty face and dull eyes.

Inside and outside the cage.

Four eyes facing each other.

Luo Han's mind went blank. (end of this chapter)