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These words immediately made Ma Yun, who had just picked up her wine glass, put it down, let out a crisp whistle, and say with amusement in her eyes, "Wenxi, you're not here to appreciate the wine, you're clearly here to buy some, aren't you?"

Fu Siya chuckled in agreement, her eyes revealing a hint of understanding: "I bet Wenxi just returned from abroad and her wine cabinet is still empty. She just happened to run into President Li, who has such a treasured collection, so she thought she'd take the opportunity to buy a batch to stock up."

After a few more pleasantries, the reception gradually drew to a close, and guests began to leave. Seeing this, Mr. Li stepped forward and said to Jiang Wenxi, "Ms. Jiang, the reception is almost over. Shall I take you to the wine cellar on the basement level?"

These words were exactly what Jiang Wenxi wanted to hear. She raised an eyebrow, nodded, and said decisively, "Okay."

Mr. Li personally led the way, with Jiang Wenxi and the others following closely behind. They took a private elevator directly to the basement level. The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a heavy, carved mahogany door inlaid with exquisite bronze ornaments, exuding a rustic luxury. Mr. Li personally pushed open the wooden door, and a rich aroma—a blend of oak, ripe fruit, and the mellow scent of time—rushed out, instantly dispelling the stuffiness in the elevator.

It turns out that this private wine cellar was transformed from a natural cave, and the constant temperature and humidity environment is most suitable for storing wine. The lighting inside the cave is soft and not dazzling, and the custom-made mahogany wine racks stretch for dozens of meters along the rock wall, seemingly endless. They are neatly stacked with top-quality wines from all over the world, and many of the labels have yellowed with age, clearly indicating that they are treasures that have been collected for many years.

In the most prominent position, a row of 1961 Petrus bottles was displayed separately, along with several rare Burgundy bottles with faded labels. Jiang Wenxi walked up and glanced at them, and couldn't help but exclaim, "President Li's wine collection is simply a treasure trove."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wenxi's gaze was drawn to a row of independent, temperature-controlled wine cabinets in the corner. There, more than ten vintage Sauternes were neatly arranged, their liquids gleaming with a golden luster. Next to them stood several bottles of Tokaji Aszú, a Hungarian wine with a unique bottle design.

She walked slowly forward, her fingertips gently brushing against the yellowed label, her eyes slightly brightening: "These Tokaji wines must be nearly a hundred years old, right? It's truly remarkable that they've been preserved so well."

"Mr. Jiang has a good eye!" Mr. Li stepped forward quickly, his tone full of pride. "These bottles of Tokaji are rare treasures from the 1930s. I acquired them at a high price from an old European nobleman. I usually can't bear to show them to others."

Just as Mr. Li was about to continue his introduction, Jiang Wenxi's gaze quickly swept across the wine rack, precisely locking onto several specially packaged wines. She pointed to the innermost wine rack: "That Penfolds 2004 ampoule, packaged in aerospace-grade glass; and the Leroy Mussigny 1993, I'll take both of those, one of each." She paused, then added, "These are rare finds; it would be a waste to take more than one. Savoring them slowly is what makes them truly special."

After saying that, she didn't turn her head and added a few more words in a low voice: "Give me a case of the 1947 Cheval Blanc. And that 2009 Premonition Cabernet Sauvignon from the Guicciardo da Vinci, which is said to be the most expensive Cabernet Sauvignon in Napa Valley, I want five bottles."

Mr. Li's wrinkles deepened as he listened, increasingly convinced that Jiang Wenxi was knowledgeable in the field. He quickly led her personally to the deepest part of the wine cellar.

"Mr. Jiang is indeed an expert! Look over here—Sassicaia 1985, the pioneering vintage of Super Tuscan; Harlan Estate 1990, a legendary Napa Valley garage wine; and Opus One 1979, the first vintage of the collaboration between Château Mouton Rothschild and Château Mondavi—all are top-quality wines that are hard to find even with money on the market!"

"Ten cases each of Sassicaia and Harlan." Jiang Wenxi's voice was calm and unwavering, as if she were simply commenting on the pleasant weather, completely unaffected by the exorbitant prices of these wines.

She nodded slightly, her gaze quickly sweeping over the last few scattered bottles on the shelf, and added, "I'll take all the remaining Tokaji Asso as well, so I can complete the set."

Mr. Li smiled and did the math, his tone tinged with amazement: "Mr. Jiang, all the wines you selected today will probably cost over a hundred million."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenxi casually raised her eyes and said in a nonchalant tone, "Do I look like someone who lacks money? What I lack is wine that suits my taste."

Upon hearing this, President Li simply smiled knowingly and said no more—as the second largest shareholder of Zhonglai Group, he certainly didn't lack money; he just needed to cooperate properly.

That evening, the waiters at the manor were busy. Cases of top-quality wines were carefully taken from the wine rack, each bottle wrapped in thick shockproof foam, and then placed in custom-made mahogany gift boxes, for fear of the slightest bump or knock.

More than a dozen vans lined up in a long queue at the entrance of the manor, with gift boxes being neatly loaded onto the vehicles. The convoy then drove in a grand procession toward the hotel where Jiang Wenxi was staying, attracting the attention of passing guests.

Back at the hotel, looking at the mahogany gift boxes piled up in the suite's living room, Ma Yun couldn't help but walk over and ask with a smile, "Wenxi, do you usually like red wine this much? Buying so much at once, it'll probably last for years."

"I wouldn't say I particularly favor red wine," Jiang Wenxi said languidly, leaning back on the sofa. "I just like to have a little drink by myself in the evening to relax. It's not limited to red wine; champagne, fruit wine, and spirits are all fine, as long as they suit my taste."

Ma Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "That's easy! I know a few friends who collect high-end wines. I'll help you find a batch of rare wines, guaranteed to be rare finds on the market."

"Okay," Jiang Wenxi looked up at him, a faint smile on her lips, "Then I'll wait for your good news."

"No problem! Leave it to me, just you wait." Ma Yun patted his chest and assured him, his eyes full of confidence.

After seeing Ma Yun and the others off, Jiang Wenxi returned to her suite, changed out of her burgundy velvet dress into a comfortable silk nightgown, and lay down on the large, soft bed in the hotel. The journey and the social obligations of the tasting event had left her feeling unusually tired. She gently rubbed her temples, her mind filled with only one thought: once she got back to China, she could finally get a few days of peaceful rest.

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, the system's cold, mechanical voice suddenly sounded in her mind: [Host, weren't you planning to start dealing with starting the company after you got back?]

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenxi instantly sobered up considerably. She rolled her eyes and retorted inwardly, "Even running a company requires rest, right? Are you trying to make me work myself to death?"

Perhaps sensing the impatience in her tone, the system remained silent for a moment before falling silent again, its mind returning to tranquility. Jiang Wenxi breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the blanket over herself, and soon fell into a deep sleep.