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Chapter 332 The Fearful Mr. Fu

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While waiting for the red light, the friend who was driving turned his head to talk to Fu Shiyu and also greeted Tang Xien.Seeing that Tang Xien was dressed casually, with a cute wool cap on his head, and long hair hanging down in front of his body, his face was blushing again, and he asked Fu Shiyu with a smile, "Is it really your wife? It looks like you are not even 20 years old. No."

Ever since she established a relationship with Fu Shiyu, Tang Xi'en no longer talked and laughed with the opposite sex, so at this time her friend praised her for being under 20 years old, but she just blushed and put her arms around Fu Shiyu's arm, looking like a little wife.

Fu Shiyu had just been praised that his wife was under [-], but at this time his wife was acting well-behaved and docile, and he couldn't help but proudly said, "You guessed right, she just celebrated her birthday."

After finishing speaking, he laughed out loud.

Naturally, the friend knew that he was joking, so he flattered Tang Xi'en.

The car drove all the way to the left bank of Bordeaux, and came to the wine-producing area, and saw the endless green vineyards and brick-yellow French castle buildings.

Tang Xien stared at the large piece of green without blinking, and exclaimed: "This is not only an oxygen bar, but also a natural eye massager. Looking at it like this, I feel very comfortable for my eyes."

The friend who was driving said with a smile: "Yes, I have been in Bordeaux for several years, and now I don't need to wear myopia glasses."

"Really! Seeing more green is good for the eyes." Tang Xi'en said, "Our hometown has mountains, and we often went to the mountains when we were young, so I am not nearsighted until now."

Sensing that the two of them were about to chat, Fu Shiyu's face was slightly displeased, and he raised his chin towards his friend: "After you graduated from university, didn't you do femtoseconds for the public examination? You say now that you are Come to Bordeaux to see the vineyards and see myopia? Why don’t you say that you can stay young forever in Bordeaux?”

The friend laughed: "Just kidding!"
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The car drove along the vineyard path for a while, finally entered the manor, and stopped in front of an old castle.

A few formally dressed white men stood at the gate of the ancient castle. Seeing the car approaching, they greeted it together.

Fu Shiyu took care of the dark gray woolen coat on his body, turned his face to Tang Xi'en and said, "They are all from Latour Village, and we will live in the old castle they use to entertain guests tonight, you follow me Beside, don't be nervous."

Tang Xien made an OK gesture: "I know how to say hello, don't worry about me."

After finishing speaking, he took Fu Shiyu's hand and got out of the car with him.

The people who stopped outside the car greeted them speaking French and shook hands with them. Tang Xien greeted them with the French he had learned in the past few days.

They were swarmed into the castle.

The castle is a typical medieval French castle with a Gothic-style high hall and many Renaissance-style oil paintings and sculptures on the walls.The interior design of the entire castle is also very bold and bright in color, and even the carpets are very complicated.

Tang Xien sat in the living room with Fu Shiyu for a while, and then was surrounded by the French and went to the cellar of the winery.

The temperature of the cellar was lower than that of the ground, Tang Xi'en was unprepared, and when she entered suddenly, besides feeling cold, her nasal cavity was also a little damp, so she subconsciously sucked her nose.

"Is it cold?" Fu Shiyu took off his coat, "Come on, put it on." He put his woolen coat on Tang Xi'en, and he only wore a white cashmere sweater.

"The clothes are given to me, will you be cold?" Tang Xi'en asked.

He shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'll go up after walking around, it's okay."

The smell of wine all the way, the French lead the way, through a long corridor with oak barrels on both sides, they came to a room like a tasting room.

The three walls of the room were filled with red wine, and the French showed Fu Shiyu a thick wine list.

Fu Shiyu flipped through a few pages, bowed his head and said to Tang Xi'en: "The wine of Chateau Latour has a relatively high alcohol content, and it is especially popular with those domestic bosses who are used to drinking high-strength alcohol, but have to quit white wine and drink red wine due to physical reasons. I like it. When we hold a wedding banquet, it is estimated that we will hold a hundred tables and invite about 1000 people. Counting uncles, the elderly and male guests will account for one-third, and one bottle per person will require at least [-] bottles."

Tang Xi'en didn't know who the Fu's family had any guests, so he said, "It's up to you to decide."

"Okay." Fu Shiyu was just about to ask her if she wanted to order some for Teng Zhongqian as a treat or as a gift, but the words were on the tip of his tongue, when he suddenly remembered that Tang Xi'en didn't even know that Teng Zhongqian was her biological father, so he swallowed those words again.

He originally planned to bring some good wine back to please Teng Zhongqian, but he was afraid that Tang Xien would get suspicious and ask him why he bought so much wine, so he thought to ask her first.

Fortunately, I thought about it when I asked the question, otherwise I would really slip up.

He turned to ask: "I also want to bring two hundred more bottles of wine back to give away, what do you think?"

Tang Xien rolled his eyes: "How much is a bottle of this wine?"

Fu Shiyu took a bottle of red wine from a friend, weighed it in his hand, and said, "This is the genuine 98 vintage, worth more than 2 yuan a bottle."

Tang Xi'en did some calculations in his mind, and said with a smile, "Then you want to send 500 million out?"

Fu Shiyu knew that she thought it was too expensive, so he asked, "How about a hundred bottles?"

"More than 200 million..." Tang Xi'en still felt distressed, "I have to fight several lawsuits for more than 200 million. Are you sure you want such a big sum?"

Fu Shiyu had no choice but to give up.He planned to let the winery airlift the wine back after Tang Xi'en and Teng Zhongqian got to know each other, but it would cost a lot of air freight.

The friend watched from the side, his expression changed from unbelievable to horrified, and he thought: Mr. Fu must have been poisoned, and he has already made it to the top five of the top ten diamond bachelors in the city. Buying several bottles of wine must report and apply.It's fine to report, but the problem is that I still get a few words back.

As for being so useless? .
Finally, Fu Shiyu picked a few bottles of wine of different years and asked the staff of the winery to deliver them to the room after dinner.

After visiting the wine cellar, he took Tang Xi'en back to his room, and his friend went to discuss the transportation of wine with the staff of the winery.

Back in the room, after changing her clothes, Tang Xi'en collapsed on the sofa, the wet feeling deep in her nasal cavity was not relieved, she had no strength in her body, she felt as if she was going to catch a cold.

Fu Shiyu changed his clothes and came out, and sat down next to her, she leaned her head on his lap, played with his big hand for a while, and asked: "I didn't let you buy wine just now, would you be upset? "

Fu Shiyu was checking emails with his mobile phone in one hand, rubbing her stiff shoulders and neck habitually with the other hand, and smiled: "What's the matter? If you don't buy it, don't buy it."

Seeing that he didn't mind at all, Tang Xi'en became happy, reached out and tapped his chin: "You are so good! You used to be so rebellious, but now you are becoming more and more obedient!"

"Rebellious?" Fu Shiyu moved his hand to her cheek and pinched it, "Is the word wrong? How old am I and I still play rebellious?"

He probably has a misunderstanding of his own person, and he has no idea how self-willed and disobedient he is in front of his parents and grandfather.Not only does he like to do it the other way around, but his mouth is also very bad and cheap.Isn't this the rebellious appearance of an old man?

Tang Xi'en was too lazy to expose him, so he raised his arms, rubbed his cheeks softly, and comforted him: "You are not very old, I am eighteen, and you are only twenty at most!"

　Two updates today.Three shifts will resume tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)