Meng Wanyu let out a breath and closed her eyes.

She was wondering if she should be ruthless and lead a few people to rebel against her father.

After thinking about it for a moment, I gave up on the idea.

It's better to call the police.

However, this is Yicheng, not a place where Dad can act recklessly. He shouldn't do anything crazy, right?

Meng Wanyu was deeply worried and pondering the matter.

My older sister isn't much better off.

All I can do is silently pray for Lu Chengzhou.

……

Yicheng Winery.

They drove Lu Chengzhou's car directly into the manor.

After the car was stopped, the assistant politely asked him to get out.

Actually, at this point, Lu Chengzhou wasn't too panicked.

A winery is the perfect place for him to showcase his talents.

The fact that Meng Yong sent him here instead of having someone throw him into the lake shows that he wasn't here to settle scores.

Since it's not a life-threatening situation, why is he panicking?

Stay calm, or people will look down on you.

Enter the hall, walk through the corridor, and head to the inner room.

Pushing open the door, one sees the winery's shareholders, Meng Yong sitting at the head of the table, and the winery owner.

The manor owner's son immediately recognized Lu Chengzhou and pointed at him, shouting "Jimu" and "Jimu".

Lu Chengzhou was stunned for a moment.

"Come on, big brother, let's go build some blocks!"

"Xiaowei, don't do anything reckless!"

The manor owner called out to his son and had the nanny take him away.

However, when this child throws a tantrum, it's not something an ordinary person can handle.

For a time, the situation remained deadlocked.

Meng Yong looked at the child and couldn't help but snort.

They've really spoiled them rotten.

They didn't even consider the occasion before throwing a tantrum.

This father is no good, and he didn't raise his son well either; he's destined to never become a good person.

At this moment, Lu Chengzhou habitually reached out and patted his head: "Be good, don't make a fuss."

Xiao Wei: "..."

Are they treating him like a fool?

Or perhaps you treat him like a pet?

Lu Chengzhou asked again, "Do you want me to play with you building blocks?"

Xiao Wei nodded.

Lu Chengzhou hummed in agreement: "Okay, but only when I'm free, okay?"

Xiao Wei frowned: "When are you free?"

Lu Chengzhou thought for a moment and said, "I'll come find you after we've finished talking, okay?"

This suggestion calmed Xiaowei down temporarily.

The nanny seized the opportunity, took his hand, and prepared to lead him out.

The child kept looking back every few steps.

You can't lie to me!

Did you hear that?

"I will wait for you!"

Once the brat left, the room finally quieted down considerably.

The manor owner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so sorry, you two, please excuse my poor appearance."

The rest of the winery staff were already used to it.

Everyone knows that the manor lord spoils his son to an extreme degree, to the point of being obsessed.

Meng Yong chuckled and said, "Master, don't take it personally. This child can't be spoiled too much, otherwise he won't respect you or take you seriously, you know?"

The manor owner forced a smile, but he didn't take Master Meng's words seriously.

He only has one son. If he doesn't spoil him, can he beat him to death?

After Lu Chengzhou took his seat, Master Meng brought the topic back to the matter of acquiring the winery.

"This is the sommelier I mentioned earlier, who is very knowledgeable about wine."

Master Meng formally introduced Lu Chengzhou to the manor owner.

However, he clearly used more force when he held Lu Chengzhou's hand.

It seems to be an attempt to take revenge.

Lu Chengzhou, however, was in great pain but didn't groan at all.

The manor owner's understanding of Lu Chengzhou was still at the stage of him being very good at stacking blocks.

It was a bit hard for him to accept that Lu Chengzhou was not only good at building blocks but also at appreciating fine wine.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the group got straight to the point.

"Since Lao Meng has said so, I can't refuse to give the young people a chance."

The manor owner coughed lightly.

“My winery has a winemaking technique that was passed down from my great-grandfather’s generation.”

"However, as time went on, a problem arose in one of the processes."

"Simply put, it means there's no way to replicate the taste of the brewing from my great-grandfather's generation anymore, you understand?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Chengzhou.

"Let me be frank: if Mr. Lu can resolve this issue, then we will sign the acquisition agreement. If Mr. Lu cannot resolve it, then I cannot believe that your Meng family has the capability to make this winery a success."

Upon hearing this, Master Meng snorted coldly.

What does this mean?

This is pure bullying.

You expect Lu Chengzhou to solve a problem that even your winery's thousands of employees, including nearly two hundred winemakers, couldn't solve alone?

"Master, isn't this going a bit too far?"

Meng Yong looked at him with a forced smile.

"If you really don't want to sell, then just say so. Why bully young people like this?"

The manor owner shrugged: "This is a legacy; it's not appropriate to sell it so casually."

He is quite principled in matters like this.

Meng Yong had no other choice but to ask Lu Chengzhou with a sullen face if he could resolve the issue.

Lu Chengzhou thought about it for a moment and felt that this should also be considered a simple handmade product.

Moreover, there are wine tasting skills; combining the two might yield exceptional results.

Lu Chengzhou felt a strong urge to give it a try.

However, before giving it a try, we need to agree on the terms with Meng Yong first.

Lu Chengzhou has never liked being someone else's tool.

We shouldn't do things that don't bring us any benefit.

Of course, if Meng Yong were a beautiful young woman, that would be a different story.

"Well, I'm somewhat confident about that, but..."

Lu Chengzhou smiled and looked at Meng Yong.

Intelligent people don't need to be too explicit in their communication.

"What does the chairman want me to do?"

231. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday are yours; Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday are mine.

As soon as he asked the question, Meng Yong knew what he was trying to tell him.

I couldn't help but snort inwardly.

brat...

You dare to try and outsmart an old hand like me?

However, since I found him quite pleasing to the eye, I decided not to hold it against him.

Let's see what tricks he can come up with first.

"Go ahead and do it. As long as you can convince the owner to give me the winery, I will hire you as the acting owner."

Meng Yong really went all out.

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