Wen Xu was quite helpless. The two brokers had already made it clear that it would be fine to spend money on a random prize, but not to mention this year, you should not think about it in the next two years. And it is pointed out that even if you want to win the gold medal in the future, it must be an old winery, or at least it must be a winery called the name. Otherwise, the authority of this award in the public will no longer exist.

In fact, the American award is indeed quite attractive and has a weight in the public's mind. If it weren't for Joe, he wouldn't have thought of winning this award. As for why Wen Xu agreed to spend money, in Shi Shangzhen's words, it's just that he burns more money. He has nothing to do with his family. Wen Xu wants to make a lot of money. He wants to make a lot of money. Whatever he wants to make is popular, the only thing that makes this red wine is a bit too difficult, so Wen Xu is ready to make a perfect comeback and make a good domestic red wine that the man has chosen.

The taste is good and the packaging is amazing, but the only disadvantage is that it has no fame and is not recognized by the real high-end market. Unfortunately, when the two brokers talked about it, they blocked all the roads of Wenxu, leaving Wenxu with only a shy look.

"Of course," Mediterranean said, "If you can send a national greeting, or if American political forces assist, this award is not inoperable, but it must be at the national level, and the operating figures must be political families like Bush and Kennedy."

Wen Xu heard this and felt that there was still a chance. When he heard it, he was stunned and thought to himself: If you know the old political family in the United States, then I would like to ask you to make fun of it. Besides, hello at the national level. Not to mention that Wen Xu does not have such a big face, even if the country says hello, it is not Wen Xu's turn to be a small winery. There are so many wineries in the country, and it is much better to pick up any of them than Wen Xu's small winery, and they are also state-owned factories.

Not to mention Wen Xu is not stupid, even if he is so stupid that he will definitely not agree. He stretched out his face and let someone suck it directly. The old man has not reached the level of Alzheimer's disease.

After thinking for a long time, Wen Xu said to Qiao: "Forget it, just bronze medals are just bronze medals!"

"If you keep running bronze medals like this, you can think about silver medals in a few years. If you win more silver medals, you will probably be much easier to operate," said Mediterranean.

The Mediterranean means to be familiar with one's face first, and wait for the bronze medal to win more, then the silver medal will come naturally. If there are more silver medals on the side, it proves that there are more bubbles in the organizing committee. If you get a few years, the organizing committee will also have to consider it. Every year, it is the eyes of the organizing committee. Why can't you get a gold medal or even a grand prize in the whole audience?

This is what is called seniority ranking. If you win too many awards, you will become an old qualification. Wen Xu also knows that it is safe to go like this, but if there is no special situation, if you don’t have a few more than ten or twenty years, you will probably not be able to see the shadow of this gold award.

Wen Xu looked at Qiao.

Qiao thought for a moment: "Then let's get a bronze medal first!"

Qiao has no choice. The two people he found have made it clear. If they were not found through their relationship, these two people would not have said so clearly, even the gold medal was not easy to operate. If they were replaced by ordinary brokers, you can pay any money, then run them. As for whether they will end up hindering my commission?

After the matter was decided, the two brokers took out a so-called entrustment contract. Of course, the contract cannot be written on the prize, but the above stipulates some matters, and Wen Xu didn't think much about the specific one, because this thing didn't need Wen Xu to sign at all. What Wen Xu had to do was discuss with Qiao privately how to pay according to the agreed ratio.

As soon as the contract was signed, the matter was officially confirmed and the contract was negotiated according to American habits. It was necessary to have some entertainment. Although this small thing was not very big, it was not an excuse. Anyway, as long as Qiao still wanted to do red wine, even if she didn't make wine produced by Wenxu, she would always deal with these brokers. So under Qiao's enthusiastic invitation, everyone started their nightlife together.

Originally, Wen Xu didn't want to go, but Qiao warmly invited Wen Xu to experience the nightlife in America together. Wen Xu didn't want to refuse too hard, so he had to go to a club with Qiao and the other three.

Wen Xu is really not interested in enjoying the thigh dance that Americans like. It is just a cool-wearing beauty riding on your thighs and twisting. The guests can only drink and generally not touch them. But generally speaking, it is just average. Most of the time, they just raise their own value. Of course, all the girls in this industry do things to make some quick money. In short, this industry looks quite regular.

Some of these people who dance are female students from universities around New York, white-collar workers, etc. Overall, the quality is still good, especially the place where Joe brought it, which is a relatively high-end place, and the quality of the girls who dance are also high. For the Americans, this profession is not a problem, and it is not too embarrassing. However, people who are educated in China and have a very conservative life are really unbearable.

Fortunately, the lights in the house were not strong, and no one saw Wen Xu's embarrassing appearance. However, the girl riding on Wen Xu's thighs could naturally feel that Wen Xu's body was almost stretched into a bow.

"Relax a little, it's just a dance," the blonde girl said softly to Wen Xu.

After saying that, he added: "First time here?"

"The first time is probably the last time, so I'm not used to it!" Wen Xu took the beer in his hand and drank it into the bottle.

The girl grabbed Wen Xu's beer and stopped dancing and rode on Wen Xu's legs and stood up at the bottle: "Then let me save some trouble, you don't have to be so embarrassed."

"If you can get up and down my legs, I will not be embarrassed."

Wen Xu turned around and looked at the three remaining people in the field, and found that the three of them were very happy now. Each of them was holding beer in their hands. Among them, the Mediterranean stretched out his hand and kept touching the woman's chest about two or three centimeters away from her skin.

"I can sit farther, but I can't leave. We have regulations here, otherwise they will deduct my money!" The girl pointed outside with a weak hand.

This place is a bit like a small private room in China. If you order a thigh dance, there will usually be a tall and strong man at the door, usually to protect the dancing girl. If you meet a guest with long legs, the girl inside will shout, and the big man will take action. Of course, if you are a rich man and give enough money, most of the dancing girls will do whatever they want.

"There is no one here?"

The girl pointed to the other three girls who came in with her and said, "Too many!"

Wen Xu knew that this girl was afraid of other girls’ information.

"Okay, if you come down, I'll make up for the difference." Wen Xu wanted to reach out, but he really didn't know where to pile his hands. The girl's fabric was probably less than two taels of 2 taels of cloth.

"How much?" The girl immediately became energetic when she heard this, and asked in Wen Xu's ear.

Wen Xu took out a green Ulysses from the space and handed it to the girl.

When the girl saw it, she immediately put it in the small cloth piece on her upper body: "This is not enough!"

Wen Xu immediately threw out two Franklins when he heard this. Who knew that as soon as he threw these two, the girl couldn't bear to leave her anymore. The girl was not stupid and didn't catch her. What else would she wait for? Besides, this rich man looked not only not only young, but also strong. When the girl twisted, she could feel the solid muscles on Wen Xu's legs.

"What are you doing in New York and talking about business?"

The girl thinks that a Chinese who is so generous in his actions must be a businessman. Otherwise, why would anyone in this industry have great eyes? Wen Xu is indeed a businessman, and he barely succeeds.

"No, I'm here to have a trip!" Wen Xu said casually.

At this time, Wen Xu felt the girl's "passion" on her legs and was talking to her, so she deliberately straightened her chest, and then Wen Xu saw two pieces of white flesh.

The girl who dances the thigh dance does not have a figure of a model, and the shriveled model is not good to twist under the light. These thigh dancers are slightly plump, and only plump can they have angry breasts and fat buttocks.

Wen Xu is not good at this. He doesn’t think Kardashian has a good figure. Not only does he not think it’s good, but he also feels a bit sick. Although the girl on her legs is not as exaggerated as Kardashian, it is also a few circles larger than a normal person’s breasts and buttocks.

Looking at the girl's appearance, Wen Xu had nothing to do. She directly reached out to her waist and crossed her directly to the side, and then said, "Just sit like this, I'll give you another hundred!"

The girl was honest now, but she was honest for less than three seconds. She came to Wen Xu's ear and said, "Why do I be your tour guide!"

Wen Xu was not interested in asking her to be a tour guide. It was not a guide, but a money in her pocket. If you were so stupid that you thought an Asian person could have an affair with a white-haired and blue-eyed American girl in the United States, then you were really thinking too much. As for those American girls who don’t like money when they get married, just watch it and have fun. If you take it seriously, you have a brain problem.

"No need, I've made an appointment!"

Wen Xu really couldn't stay here anymore, so he stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom. Who knew that before the person stood up, the girl sitting next to him stretched out her hand to Wen Xu.

Wen Xu understood, and immediately took out another ticket and handed it to her.

Wen Xu got rid of this enthusiastic American girl and waited for the end of a dance. Wen Xu stayed here for another ten minutes before getting up and finding an excuse to slip.

After leaving the club, Wen Xu was preparing to take a taxi. Unfortunately, the United States couldn't use Didi. The United States played uber and lyft. It took four or five minutes to call the car. Wen Xu saw the car coming to pick him up. He just opened the car door. Wen Xu immediately saw a shadow flashing in front of him, and opened the car door and got in.

"Hurry up, drive!"

The girl who got in immediately signaled Wen Xu to come in quickly.

Not to mention Wen Xu, the driver was a little stunned. You should know that this is not a taxi, but a private car that takes orders!

"I said?"

"You don't remember me. I danced for you just now. Come in quickly!"

After saying that, he pulled Wenxu into the car. Before Wenxu could close the door, he immediately shrank his body and asked the driver to drive quickly.

Wen Xu saw two or three big men outside looking for people. Each big man was tall and big, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance. So Wen Xu brought the door and signaled the driver to drive.

After about two intersections, Wen Xu said to her: "Okay, I guess they can't find you for the time being. Please stop by the side of the road and let her get off!"

"No, I can't go back, take me a little further, please," the girl said.

Wen Xu said, "If you go farther away, you will go to the hotel where I stay."

"Then you put me at the door of your hotel," the girl said.

After hearing what she said, Wen Xu nodded immediately.

So the car took Wenxu to the hotel, and Wenxu threw the American girl away, turned around and went into the hotel and returned to his room.
Chapter completed!