Fali's face was full of disbelief.

"How did you make money?"

"I sold the wine in your mother's supermarket, priced at $100 million. I was originally intended to be a gimmick to attract customers, but someone really bought it."

"Someone bought a hundred million dollars of wine?" Fali's expression was stunned.

"I'm also wondering who would buy it."

At this time, Chen Zhao's phone rang again.

"Hey, Rasfa?"

"Chan, Steven borrowed money from me today."

"Steven borrowed money from you?" Chen Zhao looked shocked: "How much does he borrowed from you?"

"Forty million dollars."

"do what?"

"He wants to buy wine, a bottle of $100 million."

"Farke, is it my bottle of wine?" Chen Zhao was furious: "Is Steven crazy?"

"I feel that he has indeed become a little crazy recently."

"Why did he borrow money from you? He can't get $100 million?"

"Nonsense, there are no more than one hundred people in this world who can give out 100 million US dollars at one time, and this hundred people definitely do not include Steven. Although Steven's assets are close to 500 million US dollars, there is no more than 100 million US dollars in cash."

"Wait." Chen Zhao hung up Rasfa's phone call, and then called Huinipu: "Huinipu, isn't that wine sold?"

"Not yet, I'm negotiating with the other party."

"I won't sell it anymore, I will directly refuse the party."

"Ah? Are you sure? This is $100 million."

"It's my friend who bought the wine. He has a little bit of a normal mind recently."

Chen Zhao hung up the phone. Chen Zhao had never been so close to a billionaire, but he still ruined the opportunity himself.

He really doesn't want to make this money.

At this time, Steven's phone call came.

"Chan, why did you refuse my request to buy wine? Do you think I am not qualified to drink your wine?"

"If you want to drink, come to my house to drink, instead of spending $100 million in a nutshell."

"I'm not short of this money."

"Fake, if you don't have enough, go and borrow money from Rasfa? Are you shi in your mind?"

"Anyway, after the new movie is released, my company's stock will definitely plummet. It's better to mortgage it to Rasfa at a low price now."

"Get over now, right away."

“Not available.”

"I didn't have time to come over to me, would I have time to carry a check of $100 million to buy wine?"

Chen Zhao didn't know what Steven was thinking: "You want to drink 100 million US dollars of wine, I have it here, I don't want you to have a penny."

"I'm not available."

"Don't you want to taste it, what does a $100 million wine taste like?"

Steven's alcohol addiction was directly accused of it, but in fact he was really a hot mind.

But now, he really wants to know.

What does a $100 million wine taste like?

Half is addicted to alcohol, and the other half is curious.

"Okay, I'll go over." Steven finally compromised.

An hour later, Steven came.

Chen Zhao shook his wine and said, "Go and go to the backyard to sit."

The two sat under the big tree. The moment Chen Zhao opened the bottle cap, the fragrance that seemed to be solid came out.

Just the smell of the wine makes people unable to stop.

“Is this one hundred million dollars of wine?”

"This is just the fragrance of wine. You should know that I have a very good health care style." Chen Zhao poured Steven a glass: "I finished that wine last time? How effective is it?"

“Is it better than the last time I did?”

"Yeah, it's much better."

"I think now that $100 million is not a loss."

"Don't finish it in one sip, otherwise you will be drunk."

Steven took a sip, and even though he only touched the wine between his lips, he still felt the unspeakable pure taste.

"This wine makes me feel that the world is so beautiful."

Daydreaming has such an effect. Even the gloomyest person can feel how beautiful the world is.

"Steven, how about we bet?"

"Betting? What to bet?"

“Just bet on your movie box office.”

"What's the point of betting on this? I'll definitely lose money anyway."

In fact, the filming of this movie is only 30 million US dollars, and with promotion, it only adds up to 60 million US dollars.

Even if Steven pays it out by himself, he can still afford to pay.

What really made Steven unable to let go was that once the movie was released, what really hit him was his personal reputation.

"Then how much do you think your movie is in the box office?"

"North America will definitely not exceed 50 million US dollars."

"Then I guess this movie is $300 million," Chen Zhao said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Chen Zhao nodded.

"What if you lose?" Steven asked.

"You can drink the wine I have here in the future." Chen Zhao said, "But what if you lose?"

"Haha... If I lose, I will be very happy. The hero and heroine of my next movie will be decided by you. Even if you want me to treat you and Fali as the hero and heroine, I will also help shoot it."

"Don't even think about it." Chen Zhao rolled his eyes, and took out a lucky gold coin and stuffed it into Steven's hand.

"What is this for? Is this gold coin valuable?"

“In a sense, it is really valuable, and when you need good luck, you’re on it the first drop of blood.”

"Haha...you are becoming more and more superstitious."

The two of them drank very late, perhaps because of daydreams, and the haze of Steven's past days disappeared.

Steven's laughter came from time to time in the backyard. This time Chen Zhao was drunk with Steven.

In the end, the evil demon dragged Chen Zhao and Steven into the house.

Steven woke up at noon the next day. Originally, daydreaming was a time to get drunk for three days.

Chen Zhao mixed some ordinary wine to reduce the effect of daydreaming a lot.

If Steven really slept for three days, he would probably go crazy.

"Farke, bastard, let me sleep on the sofa for another night." When Steven got up, he immediately cursed.

"Are you awake? Are you going to have some lunch?" Chen Zhao walked in with a lunch.

"How much alcohol did I drink last night? I actually slept for more than ten hours."

"Anyway, there are quite a few, how do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Hey, it doesn't seem to be uncomfortable at all." Steven didn't feel any hangover feeling uncomfortable.

"Remember the bet we made?"

"Of course I remember, I'm not too confused." Steven took the lunch and snatched up: "You are so perfect whether you eat or live here. Unfortunately, you don't live alone, otherwise I wouldn't leave here."

Steven is still a very sensible person. Although he likes Chen Zhao's villa and the surrounding environment, he will not shamelessly come over to disturb Chen Zhao every few days.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"Do you need me to send you?"

"Fake, do I look like an old man and can't even drive a car?"
Chapter completed!