Rebirth of the Industrial Internet

In big cities such as Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, the recycled empty red wine bottles are transported to third- and fourth-tier cities; they are filled with domestically produced Great Wall and Changyu red wine liquid, and are openly placed in bars and sold as imported red wine.

On the wine racks and wine cabinets of the "Money Cabinet", most of the red wines come from this place.

The waiter supervisor knew this very well, so how could he dare to make a bet with Sun Buqi?

Seeing that the leader was embarrassed, a younger brother rushed over and cursed, "Damn it, who do you think you are..."

Before he could finish his words, he was pushed down by the brave "customers" in the ballroom and pulled to a corner, whereupon he heard a series of muffled groans.

Sun Buqi sneered, "Today's young people are too hot-tempered and will take action whenever they disagree. The world is in decline."

He grabbed the tie around the other person's neck, condescendingly, and asked viciously, "Should your people open the bottle, or should we send someone in to open it? If we open it, we can't guarantee that we won't damage other things."

The two choices, in fact, there is no choice, it is really a scholar meeting a soldier.

Beads of sweat continued to fall from the supervisor's forehead, and he begged in a low voice, "Sir, we are all wage earners, and we support our families when we go out. Please be noble and let us go."

Sun Buqi slapped the counter hard and asked coldly, "Why don't you have any mercy when you bully others? You drugged the female middle school students and dragged them into trouble. The police don't care, God doesn't care about you. I feel unhappy and always want to step on two people."

foot."

The supervisor nodded to the waiter, picked up the phone, hid in a corner, and communicated quietly with the boss.

Sun Buqi clapped his hands and said with a smile, "That's right. Customers are God, and all requirements must be met."

He made a gesture towards Lu Nan, "Ms. Lu, your family owns a bar. I am very knowledgeable about red wine. Could you please be the judge to judge the authenticity?"

Lu Nan pointed to his nose, opened his mouth slightly with a look of surprise, and shook his head like a small rattle.

Sun Buqi was unmoved and pushed the other party on the stool. There was no doubt, "What you just said must have a few brushes. Excessive modesty is pride. Among us, you are the only one who can be a qualified sommelier.

Who are you!"

A strange scene appeared in the ballroom: the ballroom was empty, without a single player; the waiter laid out rows of red wine, opened them one by one, and poured them into the red wine glasses; Lu Nan had to taste each glass with a grimace.

As soon as the female singer frowned and shook her head, Sun Buqi immediately grabbed the bottle and glass and threw them into the corner.

After a while, the air was filled with the aroma of wine, grapes, and sweetness.

Han Qing's brows stood up and he was about to stop him, but Li Ruoli grabbed him and whispered a few words.

Sun Buqi discovered the little trick between the two of them, waved gently, handed over a bottle of red wine, and encouraged, "The bottle of red wine hit the floor, and there was a crisp and sweet sound. It felt very refreshing and had a stress-relieving effect."

Lili, you can throw this bottle."

Li Ruoli ran over with a smile, took the red wine bottle, and threw it down hard.

Lu Nan hesitated to speak, "Mr. Sun, the bottle of wine has just been opened, and I haven't tested the authenticity yet..."

Sun Buqi shrugged and smiled, "You taste it with your tongue, I look at it with my heart. We have reached the same destination by different routes."

After speaking, he took an unopened bottle of wine and threw it down heavily.

He shook his arms and said to himself, "Unopened wine bottles are less likely to fall and cause arm pain."

Lu Nan was speechless and rolled his eyes.

The dance hall employees dare not speak out when they are angry, and dare not express their anger.

…

Biaozi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around the house.

There was a "cracking" sound from the phone, and occasionally a girl's laughter. These were his treasures, waiting to be sold to those sticks, and his heart was bleeding.

The supervisor begged, "More than 50 bottles have been smashed, at least 000 yuan. Boss, let's call the police."

Biaozi yelled, "If calling the police was helpful, I would have called the police a long time ago. Why do you still need you to teach me?"

Yesterday at noon, the group of workers who were arrested at the police station were all veteran workers. They had formed an offensive and defensive alliance early on. They avoided the most serious matters and took the easy ones, recorded their confessions, paid some fines, and came out smoothly in the afternoon.

If you call the police today, you will attract the police. If Sun Buqi says that he sells fake wine, it will attract the industrial and commercial and quality inspection departments. It will be more harm than good.

There's shit under your butt, you can't even check the wine!

In the corner, wine was flowing everywhere and glass shards were splashing everywhere. These are all bonuses.

The supervisor continued to plead, "It's useless to call the police. Let's ask the brothers on the road to help bring them together and serve them a drink to admit their mistake."

Biaozi clenched his fists and said viciously, "You stabilize the group first, and I'll invite Qiu Chengguo to kill us all together!"

After running through several red lights, we rushed to the Wuhuan Tire Factory and saw Qiu Chengguo with a black face.

With no time to wipe his sweat, Biaozi knelt down and said, "Master Qiu, help me. I provoked a ruthless person and half of the store was destroyed. If I don't go, he will be set on fire."

He also understood that everything Sun Buqi did was to force him to show up.

Qiu Chengguo sighed, "I told you to stop, but you still act like a hero..."

Biaozi looked aggrieved, "I was slapped on the other cheek. If I don't retaliate, how can I convince the public? What will the little brothers below say about me? Master Qiu, the dance hall is all my property, and there are other people's shares there. What if?

If I can’t drive, I can only run away!”

He glanced at the side and said without any doubt, "Brother Zhang Wei, you come too!"

Zhang Wei rubbed his hands and forced out an awkward smile, "Brother Biao, I have washed my hands in a golden basin, but I don't ask..."

Biaozi pushed and pulled them to get them into the car, stepped on the accelerator hard, and rushed towards the dance hall.

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Lu Nan mechanically smelled the wine, checked the hanging glass, took a sip, nodded or shook his head, then rinsed his mouth, and then tasted the next glass.

I have "appraised" hundreds of bottles of red wine. Although I only tasted a few glasses of each glass, I also swallowed a lot of wine, and my smile turned camel red.

She wanted to refuse several times, but thinking about what happened the night before, she felt guilty for no reason, so she just had to bite the bullet and continue tasting wine.

Li Ruoli happily smashed a few bottles and even pulled Han Qing to have fun, but soon lost interest.

Sun Buqi rubbed his arm and motioned for his colleagues to pick him up.

"Hahaha", Biaozi laughed three times and broke into the ballroom, "Mr. Sun, what kind of wind brought you in? How can we not have delicious food if there is good wine? I packed some good food. Let us brothers have a drink.

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Qiu Chengguo followed unhurriedly. When he saw the tragic situation, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Mr. Sun, Biaozi's Ma Zai made a mistake and was sent to the hospital. It has been evened. You are here to destroy the situation today.

, isn’t it too much? You can’t kill someone without a nod, and it’s better to dissolve enemies than to end them!”

Sun Buqi snorted coldly and said, "Uh-huh, isn't this Manager Xiao Qiu? Why, just after two good days, I came to visit the muddy water again? You think I am a Bodhisattva who can't be beaten by mud?"

Fight back, you can't retaliate if you scold me." (To be continued)