Dozo America

In fact, Sampson's words prove that Americans like to exaggerate when they speak. According to him, almost the glory of God shone on him.

?When Zhen Fan came to the vineyard in Temecula, Sampson was sitting in the office, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking out the window, trying hard to pretend to be a leader and unifying the wine industry.

When Zhen Fan came in, he immediately turned around, put down his wine glass as if he had been given a shot of blood, strode over, and gave Zhen Fan a strong hug.

"I feel like we are creating a dynasty!" Sampson's first words were full of pride. He looked at Zhen Fan with eyes full of affection, which made Zhen Fan get goosebumps.

"What do you want to say?" Zhen Fan quickly pushed Sampson away and kept a distance from him, "Don't tell me that you asked me to come here so quickly just to see you talk nonsense here."

"This is not empty talk." Sampson walked to the table, picked up a wine bottle, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Zhen Fan with a smile on his face, "I don't know what you and Alfonso talked about that day.

What, the result is a wine like this, take a sip?”

Zhen Fan took it and looked at Sampson doubtfully: "Ours has been brewed? Why so fast?"

"It's very fast, but it's still brewed. Try it, I guarantee you'll fall in love with the taste!" Sampson laughed at Zhen Fan, urging him to quickly taste the wine, "This is the first batch

, very few, all for tasting. The second batch will be a large amount, and the brewing time will be longer than this. And the taste will be better and more mellow than this. Imagine what it would be like.

The taste?”

Zhen Fan took a sip gently. The expression on his face froze. Sampson was right, the wine tasted very good, and it was indeed beyond his surprise. I originally thought that the brew this time would be better than h﹒

c﹒

There is a slight difference in d, but what I didn't expect is that it is almost the same, or if there is a difference, it is the warm feeling brought by the very small inner breath.

"Very good wine!" Zhen Fan clicked his lips, then shook his head and looked at Sampson and said with a smile, "Now you should have a happy worry. How do you plan to price this batch of wine? Yes h.

How big of an impact will c﹒d’s sales have? Have you thought about this?”

"Of course. So what you just said, the troubles of happiness, I very much agree with." Sampson scratched his hair, but there was not much hair on the top of his head. "What do you think?"

"Actually... there's no need to worry so much!" Zhen Fan thought for a while and suddenly laughed, "Although the taste of this batch of wine is not much different from h﹒c﹒d, but don't worry about how h﹒c﹒d is sold, you

Just set the price based on the taste. You have been drinking h﹒ c﹒ d for so long, but you still don’t realize that... h﹒ c﹒ d is far beyond the scope of wine?”

Sampson was stunned, and then suddenly looked at Zhen Fan in surprise and nodded repeatedly. Yes.h﹒

c﹒

d has gone beyond the scope of wine. Now if you want him to write a paragraph about h﹒

c﹒

As for d’s advertising slogan, he would definitely include a paragraph: Ever since I drank h﹒

c﹒

d can go up to the sixth floor in one breath. Since drinking h﹒

c﹒

d. My waist is no longer sore and my legs are no longer painful...

To be honest, Sampson has already realized what Zhen Fan said. The wine brewed by Zhen Fan using inner breath can indeed have a very good health care and physical strengthening effect, and can even make people feel as if they are in the clouds.

The spiritual enjoyment is incomparable to new wine brewed without internal breath.

"By the way, Zhen, you said you should give this wine a good name!" Sampson suddenly said to Zhen Fan, "Don't tell me you haven't thought of it until now!"

Zhen Fan was stunned, then smiled sheepishly at Simpson: "I'm sorry..."

"Oh, don't be like this. What I'm most afraid of is hearing these words from you!" Sampson exaggeratedly covered his face, "This is your privilege and no one else can replace it."

"Okay, I'll think about it again, think about it again!" Zhen Fan said with a guilty smile.

"Don't be like this, tomorrow, Zhen, you have to think of a name tomorrow, and we have to print labels..." Sampson said, "Can you do it tomorrow? Please, Zhen, this is your industry, you are the major shareholder, you are

Big boss!"

"Okay, tomorrow!" Zhen Fan rubbed his nose, "Give me two bottles of wine and I'll take them back. I want to taste them and think of a name by the way!"

"No problem!" Sampson was overjoyed and quickly took out two bottles from the cabinet. This guy filled the cabinet with this kind of wine. It seemed that he was also obsessed with this kind of wine.

At this time, there was a knock on the office door. Sampson said: "Come in!"

Alfonso﹒

Janis appeared at the door. Like Sampson, he had an excited look on his face. He was even more excited when he saw Zhen Fan. He took a step forward and held Zhen Fan's hand tightly, his lips a little

She said tremblingly: "Thank you, Zhen, thank you so much!"

"Yes, thank me! But... why?" Zhen Fan looked at the somewhat excited old man. He was even more confused and looked at him inexplicably.

"It's wine, because of wine!" Alfonso stammered, then he breathed a sigh of relief and was finally able to explain clearly, "Magical wine, magical formula, Zhen, you allowed me to brew it in my lifetime.

With such fine wine, my life will never be in vain, and my name will be spread throughout the world along with this wine!"

It turns out that this is where the old man’s obsession lies.

Sampson asked Alfonso to sit down and poured him a cup of coffee: "Take your time, Jennings, we are not in a hurry, now... what should be anxious is our competitors, and Temecula

Those wine merchants, aren't they?" Sampson put the coffee in front of Alfonso with a smile.

"By the way, what's the name of this wine? We have to give this wine a great name, a great name that can be spread throughout the world!" Somehow, Alfonso.

Jennings also thought of this incident. He looked at Sampson and said something eagerly, and then looked at Zhen Fan.

"Yes, I have already promised that I will tell Sampson the name tomorrow. Don't worry, Mr. Jennings, I will be very cautious. Don't worry about this!" Zhen Fan was already thinking about giving a name?

It seems that it is really a job that requires culture.

"That's good, Zhen, you will become one of the greatest winemakers of this era." Alfonso﹒

Jennings's evaluation is really high.

"I think... if I must be said to be the greatest winemaker, then... Mr. Jennings, you are too. Because I am not the only one who makes this wine, but also you! Of course, if you want to set a record

If there’s a wine dynasty, why doesn’t Sampson exist?”

"You two are the greatest!" Sampson also laughed.

"How about... let's raise a toast to the new wine and to our wine dynasty in the future. How about we toast?" Zhen Fan suggested at this time.

"A very good idea!" Sampson smiled and took the wine from the cabinet. "Perhaps people will remember in the future that the great wine empire was originally decided by these three people in such an office.

Yes! I love this proposal so much!" As he said this, he placed three wine glasses.

"I also like this proposal, so that we can leave our name in history!" Alfonso.

Jennings was overjoyed. He was naturally eager to leave his name in the history of wine making. This was an incomparable honor. Such honor was more substantial and more proud than generous monetary rewards!

"Okay, guys!" After the yy was over, Zhen Fan decided to return to Earth, "I'm going back, Sampson. For our future, I have to think of a good name."

"Tomorrow, I'll wait for your good news!" Sampson poured himself a glass again and raised the glass to signal to Zhen Fan.

"Goodbye, Zhen!" Alfonso held Zhen Fan's hand tightly, as if he didn't want to let go.

The ideals of these two people were too lofty. Zhen Fan came out and went straight back to the villa. By this time, Mia had already returned, and the Escalade was already parked in the garage.

"Hi, Mia!" Zhen Fan walked into the hall. He couldn't see the kitchen from here, but Zhen Fan already felt that Mia was in the kitchen. He originally promised to cook dinner for Mia, but in the end it was Mia who was cooking dinner.

, Zhen Fan felt a little sorry.

"Hey, Zhen!" When Mia was cooking dinner in the kitchen, she felt that Zhen Fan was already behind her. She turned back and smiled sweetly at him, "It will be fine soon. You go to the hall to rest first!"

"Can I help?" Zhen Fan said to Mia, "Actually... I originally wanted to make you dinner, but Sampson called me, so I went to Temecula Grape

manor!"

"It's nothing, Zhen, I can understand!" Mia smiled, "Go and sit down. If you want to help, can you pour us wine? Didn't you say you wanted to celebrate today?"

"Yes, no problem!" Zhen Fan smiled, walked to the restaurant, took out the two new bottles of wine he had just taken out from Sampson, then found two glasses and poured a little wine into each glass.

Mia brought the last dish, which was sweet and sour pork ribs. She likes to cook Chinese food more and more now, but she cooks less Western-style dinner. She took off her apron, washed her hands, walked over and sat down, watching

Zhen Fan, who was sitting opposite, smiled slightly. She wanted all of this to last forever. It was so warm that she didn't want time to pass away.

"Can we start?" Mia asked softly.

"Of course!" Zhen Fan nodded and raised his wine glass. The two glasses touched lightly and made a crisp sound. Mia took a slow sip, then her eyes lit up and she looked at him with a smile.

Asked Zhen Fan, "The taste is a little different from h﹒c﹒d, but it's not bad. Is it the new wine you brewed?" Mia is indeed very smart.

"Yes!"

"What's the name of the wine?" Mia asked.

"You've stumped me!" Zhen Fan said with a sad face, "I'm just struggling with this problem right now. It's... so difficult to come up with a wine name that can be spread throughout the world!" (To be continued...)