Shortly after Ye Qiu left, Tang Xin called Qiu Qiang and made him come to meet him.

When the bar opened today, Qiu Qiang was very excited. He was a hundred times more excited than making money in the stock market. It seemed that this was his chance to prove it in front of his father.

"Tang Xin, the bar has opened. As one of the bosses, why don't you be there in person? You should go and see the atmosphere. I believe it won't take long. The most famous bar in Tianhai City is definitely our x-bar."

Qiu Qiang came to the private room of the teahouse, sat down with a golden knife, took a tea cup and poured it into the cup, and found that the tea was cold. After thinking about it, he still didn't let the waiter come, because he saw that Tang Xin's expression was not at all excited.

Tang Xin's enthusiasm for this bar is extremely limited, because the grade and positioning of the bar determine that even if the bar operates well, it will not be a gold medal in the future.

No matter how popular it is, it is just a paradise for young people to have fun. Rich people who are truly rich and spend money on their faces all have fixed entertainment venues, and those types of entertainment services that are needed by customer groups cannot provide them.

Tang Xin didn't want to waste time, so he said straight to the point: "Qiu Baiwan, next I will discuss something with you that cannot be spread. God knows you and I know. If you treat me as a true friend, please don't let me down."

It is rare to see Tang Xin's solemn expression, and Qiu Qiang nodded solemnly to show his understanding.

Qiu Qiang is a person who regards every word from his father as the truth of life.

Qiu Daosheng once said to him: Helping you trust friends is to help your future.

Qiu Qiang was self-aware. His relationship with Tang Xin had not reached the level of being sympathetic and brotherly, but since he was in junior high school and was led by Xia Qingying to clean up the ground, he seemed to have gotten his mind and went back to complain to his father for help. Qiu Daosheng taught him a lesson all night. Since that day, he looked at Tang Xin, Sun Dao and others with different eyes.

"Qiu Baiwan, who is at the top of the wine shop in Tianhai City?"

After Tang Xin finished asking, Qiu Qiang fell into deep thought.

Every industry has people who are doing well. In today's society, as long as it is related to money, it always looks like a crouching tiger and hidden dragon.

Tobacco and alcohol are everywhere, so it is not difficult to open such a store, but the difficulty is to engage in trust-style monopoly.

Taking Blues KTV as an example, the profits of wine and drinks are very valuable. Even if a bottle of wine costs 100 yuan, someone comes to grab the business and is willing to supply the goods at a price of 80 yuan, but it may not be possible to grab the business.

Local snakes in the industry will use their best to suppress competitors. If the consequences of robbing food from tigers, there will always be tragedy, threats of violence, or oppression of personal connections. In the face of money and interests, the dark scenes of young and dandy in Hong Kong films will be repeatedly staged, instead of fighting after several insults. That is not a gangster, it is all a naughty young man who has not yet understood the word "society".

The wine industry has huge benefits, most of which are still gray.

There are countless entertainment venues of all sizes in Tianhai, including bars, ktvs, private clubs, nightclubs, clubs, etc., consuming amazing amounts of wine every minute and every second.

The wine merchants that supply wine to these entertainment venues may be one or several companies. They have sufficient supply and the channels for purchasing famous wines at home and abroad are unobstructed, but the real huge profits are fraud and speculation. This is a link that ordinary tobacco and alcohol businesses are beyond the reach of.

"Huang Zhenkang, what I know is him. As long as it is a wine business, it is right to look for him. Red wine, liquor, domestic and foreign brands, he can give you all. Moreover, if you want genuine goods, he will give you genuine goods. If you want fake goods, he can give you almost fake goods."

Qiu Qiang told Tang Xin everything he knew and waited for the following.

Tang Xin pondered for a moment and said, "If I ask him for the 1982-year-old Lafite, he also has it? It's a lot."

Qiu Qiang shook his head and said, "Real brand? Large quantity? Now he rarely provides Lafite in 1982. The authentic products are basically extinct. Fake goods smash the signboard, and at most they deceive ignorant people. Anyone who has drunk a genuine Lafite, after opening a bottle of 1982 sobering up after drinking a bottle of Lafite, you can tell the truth and fake it. You should know the news of Lafite fakes in the past two years. To be honest, Blues KTV provides fake wine to customers, especially Lafite. The waiter has to keep his eyes open and act with a eye-catching behavior, and see if the customers are local buns or people who know the goods. If they keep the real thing, they are treasures."

Tang Xin understood very well that the difference between true and false is the difference between profits.

"I want to ask you to do something for me, you can refuse because it's not a good thing."

Qiu Qiang's expression remained unchanged and said, "You tell me first, I can refuse anyway."

Tang Xin said: "You go and contact Huang Zhenkang, and ask him if he is interested in collecting a batch of 1982-year-old Lafites. You can only say that you are an intermediary and cannot disclose any information from me. It depends on whether he is willing to do this transaction."

Qiu Qiang was shocked and asked in disbelief: "Do you have it?"

Tang Xin's eyes rolled and silently made a decision.

"Really or not?"

"It's true and false."

Qiu Qiang breathed a lot, this matter sounded very small.

But it's not simple at all.

In 1982, Lafite was a commodity with no market value.

There are many on the market, but 99% of them are fake.

They are those fake and shoddy wine bottles that are filled with tangerine wood wine slurry.

If Qiu Qiang was killed, he didn't believe that Tang Xin had a real product.

Then he must be selling fakes.

Tang Xin wants to sell a batch of fake wine for a bottle of 70,000 or 80,000 yuan. Even if it is a box or 12 bottles, it will be almost a million yuan.

If you are caught, how many years will you have to squat?

If the amount is a little larger, it will be a prison meal for more than 10 years!

Now, Qiu Qiang understood the intention of Tang Xin’s opening remarks.

Heaven knows the earth knows you know me.

Looking at Tang Xin with a serious expression, Qiu Qiang suddenly felt that Tang Xin now regarded him as a brother like Sun Dao.

"The price in the past few years was about this. There were 82 Lafites with regular documents, including customs certificates, etc., which were about 60,000 yuan, and those without certificates were more than 20,000 yuan."

Tang Xin also knew the difference and said after pondering for a moment: "You can contact him first. I will give him a bottle of sample. If he is willing to ask for this batch of goods, he will be responsible for the documents. Anyway, he must have this ability. The price I sell to him is 40,000 yuan per bottle, and he will not bargain, because the goods I give him will definitely make a big profit."

After writing down Tang Xin's words, Qiu Qiang agreed immediately.

As for where the goods came from, Qiu Qiang didn't ask and didn't want to know.

After leaving the teahouse with Qiu Qiang, Tang Xin took a bus to the door of a nearby bank, and Fu Yiqun was waiting for him with a suitcase.

"350,000 euros, according to your requirements, 500 denominations of 300,000, and the remaining 50,000 denominations of less than 5100."

According to the euro's denomination, a suitcase can hold five times the amount of RMB.

Tang Xin took the suitcase and said to Fu Yiqun before leaving: "This transaction does not exist."

Fu Yiqun smiled rarely and nodded, "I understand."

He didn't guess what Tang Xin wanted to do for the euro. Everyone denied that the transaction was the best, but there would be no record left in the banking system.

The money Tang Xin gave him was cash, and the money Fu Yiqun gave him was cash.

When Tang Xin returned home, he opened his suitcase, but in fact, there were not many money in front of him.

500 per piece, one stack of hundreds is 50,000, and 300,000 is only 6 stacks. The other five stacks with small denominations will definitely not have the visual impact of a full box of banknotes.

After counting three thousand small-denomination bills in his pocket, Tang Xin put his wallet into the drawer, containing only the euro and mobile phone keys, dressed up in front of the mirror, and then took out a fashionable sunglasses from the drawer and looked down at the time.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

I made up my mind silently.

The time between Bordeaux and Beijing is about six or seven hours apart.

It's still morning there now.

After taking several deep breaths, Tang Xin locked his door, pulled up the curtains, and took out any door and another prop from his fourth-dimensional pocket.

Universal Pass: The certificate can be accessed anywhere.

Putting the pass into his pocket of his shirt, Tang Xin held the door handle of any door and thought of a place in his mind. When he opened the door, a breeze blew into his face. What caught his eye was the city composed of classical architecture: Bordeaux.

Tang Xin was condescending, and the place where he appeared was the roof of the Grand Theater of Bordeaux. At this time, pedestrians were bustling in the square in front of the theater, but no one noticed Tang Xin and a door that suddenly appeared on the roof of the theater.

No one paid attention to the path between the buildings on the right side of the Grand Theater. Tang Xin pushed the door and walked out, stood in the path, and immediately put away any door.

Walking out of the path and entering the crowd, Tang Xin walked in the exotic city and enjoyed the scenery here leisurely, but when he was unfamiliar and lonely, he quickly lost interest and stopped a taxi. Tang Xin's language had no problem, even if the driver spoke French.

“Poyak District.”

Bordeaux is a home of fine wines, with nearly 10,000 wineries and wine burgers, and the annual wine production is nearly one billion bottles!

After leaving the bustling area of ​​the city, Tang Xin, who was sitting in a taxi, enjoyed the pastoral scenery of the exotic country. In the north of the Poyak District, the world-famous Lafite Winery is located!

Tang Xin's goal for this time is Lafite Winery.

However, he definitely won't get the real 1982 Lafite.

However, he can fake it, and the timing is good.

The reason why Lafite was valuable in 1982 was because it was rated as the best grape harvest in half a century.

Wine, the material is the key.

Then in 2000, Rafi appeared in a flash, and then, it was Rafi's turn in 2005.

Lafite, which will be launched this year, is expected to reach the height of Lafite in 1982 in ten years, twenty years, and thirty years later.

Because the grape harvest was a bumper harvest two years ago, the quality was comparable to the Lafite winemaking materials in 1982.

After a bumper harvest of grapes, the wine slurry must be stored in wooden barrels for about one and a half years before it will be bottled and packaged to the market.

The fake Lafite in China has no technical content. Except for a bottle packaging like a genuine Lafite, the taste can be found in the mouth of a wine-knowing person.

The 1982-year-old Lafite that Tang Xin wants to sell to Huang Zhenkang will not be too far apart even if the taste is different from the genuine brand. It is really fake and real!
Chapter completed!