At this time, Fang Xun took a bite of food and said lightly: "Latour dry red is produced in Château Latour, a national treasure winery in Gaul.

The estate grows about 10,000 vines per hectare of land and produces about 20,000 cases of wine per year.

Château Latour was also one of the top five châteaux in 1855, and its reputation in the world is only slightly inferior to that of Lafite.

Latour's taste is hotter and more powerful than Lafite, which is perfect for young people.

It's just that Latour's reputation in China is weaker than Lafite's, so there are many people who only know Lafite and don't know Latour.

In fact, in terms of influence in the world, the status of Château Latour has faintly surpassed that of Lafite......"

Hearing Fang Xun's words, Jiang Yirou's eyes lit up, and Fang Xun became even more curious.

Is this man really just a little waiter?

He is inconspicuous and low-key, but he has unique insights in what he says.

"Yes, yes, I've only heard of Lafite, I've never heard of Latour, and I thought I heard it wrong!"

Li Xuemei answered.

Wang Chen frowned slightly, looked at Fang Xun, and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, since you know so much, then you should drink Latu often, right?" ”

Fang Xun shook his head, "I only know a little about Latu, and I rarely drink it. ”

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, Brother Fang, I brought four bottles of Latour today, you can drink enough!" Wang Chen pretended to be very bold and said.

"Nope."

Fang Xun picked up a load of grain on the table, opened the bottle cap, and said, "Compared to La Faeratu or something, I actually prefer to drink this kind of liquor made from grain." ”

"That's right, that's right! I'm not used to drinking red wine or anything, but I still love this one! ”

Jiang Dayong laughed and handed over the cup, "Xiaofang, it's full!" ”

"Okay, Uncle Jiang!"

Fang Xun smiled and poured Jiang Dayong a full glass.

Wang Chen originally wanted to curry favor with Jiang Dayong, but who knew that people didn't like to eat this set, which really made him very depressed and angry.

The sling is the sling, and it is only worthy of drinking this garbage wine for the rest of your life!

Of course, although Wang Chen was very unhappy in his heart, he still had a smile on his face.

He put down the red wine bottle with a smile and said, "Since Uncle Jiang likes to drink white wine, then I will accompany Uncle Jiang to have a good drink." ”

As he spoke, Wang Chen prepared to go and get a load of grain.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Dayong took the lead in taking the wine bottle and grinned: "Xiao Wang, people like you who are used to drinking foreign wine must not be used to drinking liquor, so don't waste it."

And, now that the wine has been opened, it can't be wasted.

You all drink red wine, and I drink white wine with Xiaofang. ”

"This ......"

Wang Chen was suddenly embarrassed.

He originally wanted to curry favor with Jiang Dayong, but he knew that it was useless.

"Alright, don't say a word!"

Li Xuemei glared at Jiang Dayong, and then said with a smile at Wang Chen: "Xiao Wang, don't listen to your Uncle Jiang's nonsense, they drink theirs, and we drink ours." ”

"Good!"

Wang Chen nodded with a smile, and there was no unpleasantness on his face.

At the next dinner, Wang Chen bragged vigorously, saying that he had poached an elite for the company in the past few days, and that he had a relationship with which executive, etc.

said that his eyebrows were flying, and he said as if the entire Qianzi company was his.

Li Xuemei became happier the more she listened, and she vigorously served Wang Chen with vegetables, and kept asking Jiang Yirou to toast Wang Chen.

On the other hand, Fang Xun and Jiang Dayong were "left out in the cold".

But that's fine, quiet.

Fang Xun and Jiang Dayong were drinking wine, talking and laughing.

Even if Wang Chen toasted, the two of them only made a symbolic gesture and didn't pay much attention to Wang Chen.

This meal, Fang Xun and Jiang Dayong ate deliciously.

As for Wang Chen, he was extremely depressed in his heart, and he always felt like a clown performing......

……

Meanwhile.

The First People's Hospital of Zhonghai City is brightly lit and crowded.

A VIP intensive care ward was full of people.

An old man with gray hair was lying on a hospital bed, with oxygen plugged in, unconscious.

Some of the instruments in the ward showed that the vital signs of the old man were at their lowest point!

At stake!

This old man is the head of the Shen family, the last head of Zhonghai City, Shen Qianshan!

Whether it is Shen Qianshan's personal or family strength, he can rank among the top three of the five masters in Zhonghai!

There is no doubt that Shen Qianshan stomped his feet, and Zhonghai could tremble three times!

Moreover, in addition to Shen Qianshan, his two sons, Shen Guohua and Shen Qingsong, are also blossoming in both the political and business worlds!

Therefore, Shen Guohua and Shen Qingsong are also known as the two tigers of the Shen family!

At this time, in the ward.

Dressed in a white shirt, black suit pants, and short lean hair, Shen Guohua, who was very elegant, shook his voice at the doctor: "You guys should think of a way!"

Our Shen family invests so much money in your hospital every year, but it's not to raise a group of rice buckets!

I tell you, if you can't cure my father, you'll all roll me up and fuck me off!" ”

Shen Guohua has a fiery temper, so he speaks without mercy!

A group of doctors were so frightened that they trembled all over, and they couldn't stop the cold sweat from flowing down.

Wearing a light gray cut cotton and linen shirt, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a white face, Shen Qingsong, who was gentle and elegant, walked up and said, "Brother, don't worry, aren't everyone trying to figure out a way?" ”

"Think of a fart solution!"

Shen Guohua roared angrily: "It's been a day and a night, these rice buckets have been saying that they want to find a way, so what about the way they want to do it?"

If everyone is gone, and they come up with a way, then there is still a fart? ”

"Hey......"

Shen Qingsong sighed, turned around and said, "Dean Zhang, Director Li, please hurry up, my father's illness can't be delayed!" ”

Shen Qingwu, who was wearing a light blue dress, with a beautiful face and a cold temperament, also had red eyes, and choked up: "Please, save my grandfather!" ”

Several other members of the Shen family also pleaded.

After all, Shen Qianshan is the pillar of the Shen family, and he can't fall!

Zhang Weiming, the director of the hospital, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Mr. Shen, Miss Shen, please rest assured, we will definitely do our best to cure the old man!"

Moreover, we have contacted several of the best attending doctors in the Second Hospital, as well as the miracle doctor of Yaosheng Cold Medicine to come and assist in the treatment! ”

"What?! Got in touch with the medicine doctor?! Shen Qingsong said excitedly.

"Yes, our luck is very good, the Medicine God Doctor just came back from Yanjing, and he happened to have time, so the Medicine God Doctor agreed to come over!" Director Li said with a smile.

"Great! That's great! With the medicine doctor here, the old man will definitely be fine! Shen Qingsong said happily.

The rest of the Shen family was also excited, and they were secretly relieved in their hearts.

After all, Yao Shenghan is the number one divine doctor in Zhonghai City, and his medical skills are superb, and he can live the flesh and bones of the dead!

Moreover, countless wealthy businessmen and magnates are willing to spend a lot of money to ask Yao Shenghan to treat their diseases, and even those bigwigs in Yanjing are polite to Yao Shenghan!