My 1979

"The foreign devils are so evil that selling such a shabby wine is so expensive!"

Li Zhaokun looked at the cigarette butts and empty wine bottles on the ground in trance. He didn't blame himself for being careless, only for selling foreign wine with a bad heart. His heart was bleeding. If he had known it was so valuable, how could he dare to drink it like this?

Just drink Moutai and Wuliangye and that’s enough!

The key point is that these foreign wines are not as good as Moutai!

Even though he drank such expensive wine, he didn't ascend to heaven or cure all kinds of diseases!

deficit!

What a loss!

If he could save so much good wine, not to mention tens of thousands of dollars would be as safe as being in his pocket.

Old man Zhang asked cautiously, "Brother, how about drinking Kinmen sorghum from now on? That one is cheap, a few yuan a bottle. I'll bring you a box later."

"Am I someone who can't afford to drink?" Li Zhaokun was a little unhappy. Of course, he had never spent a dime on drinking.

"That's right, that's right." Old man Zhang was not flattering. The Li family has a big business, how could they be short of wine?

"Let's go home with me." Li Zhaokun took the lead without waiting for Old Man Zhang's reply. He was very confident that Old Man Zhang would follow.

Old man Zhang really followed him, but he stopped when he reached the gate. He still didn't dare to enter the Li family easily.

The first thing Li Zhaokun did when he got home was to go to the basement of his home.

The basement of the villa is basically not dark and damp, but with the light from the small patio, it looks very bright and dry.

The nearly 600-square-meter basement contains not only wine but also wine, including barrels, bottles, and boxes, both domestic and foreign.

This time, he followed his example and only moved foreign wine. He emptied the box of liquor and put all the foreign wine on the shelf in. He stuffed eight bottles horizontally and vertically until there was no more stuff left, so he was satisfied.

Holding the box in his arms, he swaggered out of the living room, turning a blind eye to his son who was on the phone beside him. At this point, he is quite satisfied, that is, his son never deprives him of tobacco, alcohol, food and drinks, he simply gives him what he asks for.

The only thing he was dissatisfied about was money, but he really wouldn't shamelessly ask his son for money, which would undermine the majesty of the head of the family.

Just after Li He hung up the phone, he saw Li Zhaokun going out with a lot of wine, and he really didn't care. The best thing about him is wine. Not to mention how much wine Yu Dehua, Shen Daoru, and Pan Youlin give him every year. The wine cellars purchased by people like Ivanov, Matic, and Jiang Jianbao alone are enough for him to drink for a lifetime. .

None of the wine they sent was bad, many of them were bought at auctions.

After getting rich, these people began to focus on having fun, and they didn't like to have fun alone, so if they had good wine and cigarettes, they would naturally give priority to Li He.

Although Li He was not a fan of red wine, he couldn't refuse it when it was brought to him, so he accepted it.

In this way, Matic, Ivanov and others were more attentive in delivering wine. Basically, they would send several boxes every month or even every week, regardless of whether Li He was in Hong Kong or not.

So the best thing about Li He now is wine. The basement at home can be said to be filled with wine.

He drank so much that he couldn't finish it, so he just let his father fail, and he didn't feel bad at all.

Seeing Li Zhaokun coming out with a big box in his arms, Old Man Zhang hurried forward to pick it up. So much wine was worth a lot of money, so he held it carefully. If a bottle was broken, he wouldn't be able to afford the compensation if he sold it.

"Where are we going?"

"Yeah, where are you going?" Li Zhaokun also just remembered this question. He knew the wine was valuable, but he didn't know where to send it for money. However, this is indeed a big business, and in terms of making money, it is enough to make his face shine. An idea struck him and he asked, "There is too much wine at home. Share it with others. Is there anyone who can take it?"

"This is available." Old Man Zhang replied hurriedly.

Li Zhaokun asked happily, "Are you far away?"

"You ride for an hour. You sit in the back seat and hold the box while I ride." Old man Zhang pointed to his old bicycle.

"Wait." Li Zhaokun didn't like that bicycle at all. Although he used to be very rare about bicycles, at this moment, he was not willing to suffer on the back of the bicycle holding the box.

He went back to the small building behind, called out the driver, and asked to be driven to the city.

There is no reason why Master Wu shouldn't do it. Being the driver of the Li family is his duty. If Li He didn't go out, his work would be very leisurely. He only had to take Lao Wu to and from school every day. In the past, Lao Wu stayed at the hotel, which was more leisurely. He only went there twice a week, and he was already embarrassed to receive such a salary.

He drove out the Mercedes-Benz.

Li Zhaokun directed Old Man Zhang to put the wine in the car.

After Old Man Zhang put the wine away, he stood by the car door in a daze.

Li Zhaokun said, "Get in the car, what are you doing?"

"Should I get in the car too?" Old man Zhang couldn't believe it. How could he, a rag-picker, get in such a nice car?

"Nonsense, hurry up." Li Zhaokun was impatient. If Old Man Zhang didn't go, he wouldn't know who to sell the wine to.

Old man Zhang sat in the back of the car and whispered the location to the driver. The car immediately drove towards the city center.

After passing through a cluster of high-rise buildings in Central, there was a residential area with narrow alleys. This top-notch luxury car attracted the attention of many people. Under everyone's gaze, the car stopped at the door of the chess and card room.

To everyone's surprise, what came out of the car was old man Zhang who picked up rags.

Although everyone is not familiar with him, he is often seen picking up rags in this area.

Old man Zhang avoided the dazzling light and hurriedly entered the chess and card room.

Li Zhaokun and Master Wu also got out of the car.

"You go back first." Li Zhaokun wanted to drive the driver away.

"Okay, okay." The driver was unhappy and seemed to be going against the grain. He had long been told by Li He to be optimistic about Li Zhaokun.

Old man Zhang brought out a shirtless young man. He was not tall, but the tattoos on his body were quite intimidating.

Old man Zhang pointed at the young man and said to Li Zhaokun, "Brother Li, this is Brother Dong, the eldest brother of this area."

"Hello, Brother Dong." Li Zhaokun has a sense of idol worship for those who can eat well and mix well.

"Mr. Li." Master Wu quickly pulled Li Zhaokun away and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

He really wanted to shout to Li Zhaokun that this little gangster is not worthy of shining your son's shoes!

You actually called me brother!

I thought if Li He heard it, he would probably be angry to death! It’s really a huge fall!

"You are my dad, okay!" The gangster was just staring at the license plate of the car 'hk1997' at first, until he heard Li Zhaokun's voice, he was so scared that his legs became weak, "Can you stop joking?"

When you come out to hang out, the first thing you need to do is to use your best moves!

There are always some people in this world that he can't afford to offend. When he encounters these people, he has to pretend to be a bastard and pull his head back!

So he had to memorize the license plates of many people he couldn't afford to offend, by rote!

What's more, he is very familiar with this license plate number. His boss's boss has long told Wan Qian to explain that when encountering this license plate, he must be respectful and respectful. No matter how soft the spine is, he must be as low as possible. .

"What does he mean?" Li Zhaokun couldn't understand the young man's poor Mandarin. Regardless of Master Wu's eyes, he only asked old man Zhang, "Ask him if he wants a drink?"

Old man Zhang and the young man chatted for a while, and then moved the wine out of the car.

"Sorry, sorry, I won't charge you today, I don't have that much money." Brother Dong just wanted to strangle old man Zhang to death, but he nodded and bowed to Li Zhaokun.

Li Zhaokun understood this and said, "It's cheap. I'll give it to you as cheap as I can."

"Uncle, don't make this joke, why don't you go in and have tea?" Brother Dong was about to cry, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart. You drive a Mercedes-Benz worth millions and wear an Armani worth tens of thousands, so what? A big thumb ringer actually comes to recycle tobacco and alcohol. Isn’t this teasing!

Li Zhaokun said seriously, "I'm not kidding, do you want it?"

"How about I make a call?" Seeing Li Zhaokun's attitude, Brother Dong was really afraid of offending him inexplicably.

"Hurry up then." Li Zhaokun agreed.

Brother Dong hurriedly called the boss, and Master Wu was also considering whether to call Li He.