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Early the next morning, the group set off and non-stop arrived at the last heritage site in the Bordeaux countryside, Chateau Bauhinia.

A beautiful and poetic name, this made Zhou Chongwen, who had already seen the beauty and mystery of the medieval castle, very much looking forward to it. However, it backfired. When Zhou Chongwen got out of the car, he was completely disappointed.

It was said to be a medium-sized winery, but after Zhou Chongwen saw it, he realized that this was a real scam. It turned out that before Mr. Zhou died, this winery was indeed a medium-sized winery, covering an area of ​​more than 40 hectares.

, has its own grape plantation, its own winemaking workshop, and its own sales channels. It can be said to be self-sufficient. Although its annual income is not much, it is enough to pay for the repair costs of two castles in Provence.

Remaining.

You must know that the annual maintenance costs of those two medieval castles are astronomical to ordinary people. It is conceivable that the income of this winery is indeed very high.

Until eleven years ago, the current owner of the winery, Claude's brother, Les, took over the winery from their father. From then on, the wine of Bauhinia Chateau began to decline.

In just two years, due to poor management, the capital chain was broken and the winery was unable to make ends meet. Later, it was framed by competitors and the wine it produced failed to meet sanitary standards. It lost a lawsuit and lost most of its grapes.

Later, the winery got worse and worse, and in the next few years the winery even closed down due to lack of workers.

Disheartened, Les hanged himself directly, and the business of the winery fell on Claude.

"Then Mr. Claude, I regret to tell you that according to relevant regulations, you need to compensate Mr. Zhou in the amount of 10,000 francs to offset the losses caused to Mr. Zhou due to your poor management!" said a colleague who works at a Swiss bank.

After a long discussion with Zheng Mo and others, the staff said to Claude apologetically.

Claude is now 38 years old. Although he is the owner of this winery, he can be said to be poor. In one sentence, he is powerless! Although he considers himself to be quite capable and graduated from a prestigious French school with a management major,

But when Naihe took over the winery, it was already in a mess.

Claude has a son in high school who is no longer around, and his wife ran away with someone else a few years ago because she couldn't stand his poverty.

When Claude heard what the other party said, he looked up feebly at Zhou Chongwen, who was sitting across the table with a calm face. He sighed and nodded, "I know, but I have no money. All I have is

I own this winery, but now you tell me it doesn’t belong to me..."

Zhou Chongwen played with the coins in his hand and carefully looked at the bearded man in front of him. It can be seen that Claude must have been very handsome when he was young. Under the long hair, you can vaguely see Claude's full face.

He has exotic light blue eyes, a tall nose and sparse beard. If he dresses up well, he will look like a "handsome uncle" type of person.

"If that's the case, we have the right to file a lawsuit against you, and you may spend the rest of your life in prison." Foreigners speak straightforwardly and never beat around the bush. The Ruixing staff member said seriously.

Claude said.

"No, Mr. Zhou, I beg you, please don't send me to prison!" Upon hearing this, Claude immediately looked at Zhou Chongwen and begged, "I still have a son who needs to be raised, and he can't leave me!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked around the table quickly towards Zhou Chongwen.

Zhou Chongwen raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. He hadn't expressed anything yet. Why was he so anxious?

Before he could reach Zhou Chongwen, Claude was pinned down on the table by the bodyguards present.

"That's enough!" Zhou Chongwen frowned and drank as he looked at the bodyguard's rude actions.

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Chongwen dismissed the bodyguard and stepped forward to pull up Claude, who was still lying on the table with cloudy eyes.

"Can you please go out first? I want to talk to Mr. Claude alone." Zhou Chongwen turned back to Zheng Mo and said politely. The people present were only helping Zhou Chongwen out of obligation, not Zhou Chongwen's subordinates.

Zhou Chongwen is not qualified to instruct them.

Zheng Mo was slightly stunned when he heard this, turned around and whispered a few words to the French representative present, and nodded casually: "Okay, Mr. Zhou, but for your safety reasons, I hope your conversation will not take too long.

I'm afraid that he will be desperate and do something drastic against you."

The conversations between Zheng Mo and Zhou Chongwen were all in Chinese, and the foreigner in front of them couldn't understand either, so Zheng Mo spoke very straightforwardly.

"Well, I know, it won't be long." Zhou Chongwen smiled and nodded when he heard this.

A group of people walked out of the room in a mighty manner, leaving only Zhou Chongwen and Claude, who was still standing at a loss.

"Then Mr. Claude, can we sit down and talk?" Seeing everyone retreating and closing the door, Zhou Chongwen smiled and said to Claude in fluent French.

Claude raised his head in surprise when he heard this. He didn't understand why the ordinary oriental man in front of him could speak fluent French.

Seeing Claude's reaction, Zhou Chongwen was secretly proud. It turned out that in the past few days, Zhou Chongwen had gone to the inner space to learn French and German every night for a month.

, are all the same. With Zhou Chongwen’s almost photographic memory and strong mental strength, coupled with No. 1’s guidance using the most scientific methods, Zhou Chongwen is now almost able to speak fluent German and French, which is normal.

Interacting with people is no problem.

This made Zhou Chongwen, who had always been at the bottom in English since he started school, couldn't help but secretly lament that if he had had this ability at that time, he would have become a top student.

"Come!" Seeing Claude looking at him blankly, Zhou Chongwen pulled a chair in front of him, pressed Claude's shoulders and asked him to sit down.

Zhou Chongwen also sat back on his chair, crossed his legs, flipped the coin back and forth in his hand, and considered how to speak to Claude.

"Mr. Zhou, I beg you, please don't send me to prison. If you can be lenient, I am willing to do anything to repay you!" Claude saw Zhou Chongwen looking at himself and suddenly stood up.

With a plop, he knelt down in front of Zhou Chongwen.

"Hey! Get up, get up! Who said I'm going to send you to prison?" Zhou Chongwen hurriedly helped Claude up and said with a bitter smile.

Why is this foreigner like those servants in ancient China, always kneeling down? Isn't it that the French are very arrogant and even the Americans look down on him?

Little did they know that Claude was acting like this because he was really desperate.

"Really? You won't send me to prison?" Claude looked up at Zhou Chongwen in surprise after hearing this.

"Well, Mr. Claude, I think they will definitely mention my situation to you. In my great-grandfather's inheritance, your winery is not the only one. It can be said that without your winery,

It doesn’t matter to me. Although I am not a saint, I will not be so bad as to harm others. On the contrary, if your family had not been running this winery for generations, it might have ceased to exist, so I still have to thank you.

." Zhou Chongwen reached out and patted Claude on the shoulder, and said sincerely.

"I don't have to sue you, and I don't even have to have the more than 10 million, but in return, I hope Mr. Claude can show sincerity that satisfies me." Zhou Chongwen changed the subject and stared straight at him.

Said Claude.

Claude was a little confused by Zhou Chongwen's contradictory words. One moment he didn't want his own money, and the other moment he wanted to show his sincerity. What did he mean?

Looking carefully at the oriental man in front of him who was slightly taller than himself, Claude fell into deep thought.

Zhou Chongwen looked at Claude sitting there silently, smiling and silent. He leaned on the back of the chair, picked up the glass of red wine produced in this winery on the table, and took a gentle sip.

"Mr. Zhou, Claude is willing to swear to the Lord that if Sir can generously lend a helping hand to Claude, then from now on, Claude will always follow Sir and never leave!" After thinking for a long time, Claude

An idea flashed in De's head, and he suddenly stood up and said firmly.

Claude was not stupid, and it didn't take him long to figure out Zhou Chongwen's intention. The oriental man in front of him, although dressed in simple clothes but with extraordinary momentum, was forcing himself to express his position.

"Mr. Claude is a smart man." Zhou Chongwen looked at Claude who was slightly bent towards him, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile.

"As long as you don't dislike it, Claude is willing to share your worries for you," Claude said seriously.

"Actually, it's not as serious as you said, and I'm not selling myself. You know, to put it bluntly, I'm a nouveau riche. Although I have so much money, I don't know how to run a business at all, and I don't want to sit back and rest, so I need someone who can

Help me." Zhou Chongwen stood up with a smile and walked around.

"I have read your information. Mr. Claude is highly educated. Before he took over this winery, he was said to be an executive of a large company with outstanding abilities. I can provide you with a stage. I don't know Claude."

Are you willing, Mr. De?" Zhou Chongwen walked in front of Claude and asked again.

"Thank you sir for your great support. Claude is willing to follow you! I will not let you down!" Claude said firmly.

"Okay, I'll wait and see, you go call them in." Zhou Chongwen nodded and sat back on the chair.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you mean now?" Zheng Mo saw the difference in Claude as soon as he came in, and asked softly next to Zhou Chongwen.

"Oh, it's nothing. Hand over, I want the winery, and Claude won't have to pay back the ten million. I'm not short of the money." Zhou Chongwen said deliberately carelessly.

Several Chinese staff members who were present could not help but curl their lips secretly and cursed in secret, "tycoons!"

On the contrary, Zheng Mo glanced at Zhou Chongwen and Claude thoughtfully, nodded, and went back to discuss with the French representative.

Things went smoothly. Since Zhou Chongwen did not ask for compensation, everyone was happy to relax. Under the witness of lawyers from both sides, Zhou Chongwen signed a dozen documents. From then on, the Bauhinia Winery also fell into Zhou's hands.

Under the name Chongwen.