Spring Thunder Chapter 0229 Mask
Kogassi Island.
Jean-Francois Bonaparte, according to himself, was a descendant of the Bonaparte family and a grandson of the younger brother of Napoleon the Great.
This is of course nonsense. In fact, before the rise of Napoleon, the Bonaparte family was an aristocratic family in Corgassi. The family's branches were already numerous at that time, which means that there were many people with the surname Bonaparte on the island of Corgassi.
These people with the surname Bonaparte actually have nothing to do with the Bonaparte dynasty. If you really want to, according to the saying in the mainland, they are at most from the same ancestral hall.
Whether he is or not is not really important, as long as his last name is Bonaparte that’s enough.
Frank grew up in a wealthy family and France has a strong wine culture. At his coming-of-age ceremony, his father opened a bottle of Romanee-Conti 1952. From then on, he unexpectedly fell in love with red wine, especially top-quality red wine.
From going to wineries to buy good vintage wines in the beginning, to being active in major auction houses for famous wines in the later period, he often spent a huge amount of money for a bottle of red wine.
With the support of massive amounts of money, interests can often develop very well.
Frank is the same. He has no shortage of money. He will find a way to get whatever wine he wants. He has tasted all kinds of famous wines in the world and quickly became a wine tasting master from a novice, and a master of blind tasting.
You can tell the brand and origin by just taking a sip, and even the year and the winemaker of that year.
If Frank is willing to develop in the wine tasting industry and become a sommelier, he should have great prospects and a very considerable annual income.
But perhaps because the surname Bonaparte was too heavy a burden for him, he wanted to maintain his status and disdain to be a wine taster, but instead wanted to be a wine connoisseur.
It is not easy to be a wine connoisseur. People like Frank, who are almost obsessed with red wine, spend a lot of money every month on buying and collecting wine.
The inheritance his father left him was only substantial but not huge. The wine was top-notch, and of course he had to provide for his food, clothing, housing and transportation as well. If he continued to spend his money the way he did, there was no doubt that the inheritance would be gone one day.
This day did not come slowly. It took ten years from the time he bought his first bottle of top-quality wine to the time he sold his last bottle of wine.
Being able to hold on for ten years can be considered as a testament to his good management skills.
The fact that Frank was able to hold on for so long also shows that he had no ambition and had no intention of investing or starting a business. Otherwise, the little money his father left behind would have been spent in just half a year.
You have to know that among the descendants of the once glorious aristocrats in Paris, many ambitious people who wanted to restore their family's former glory sold all their belongings and finally huddled in the alleys of the Porte de l'Eglise street in the slums of the 18th arrondissement, waiting for vultures to eat their carrion.
Frank was lucky. He became clean and tidy. After half a year of having no food to eat, the merciful Virgin Mary rescued him while humming "Ave Maria". She gave him decent new clothes, let him live in a decent house, and also gave him a decent identity - the owner of Lafeng Winery.
From the same winery, will there be big differences between wines from different years?
If it is a top wine taster like Frank, the answer is definitely "yes"; but if it is asked by its main consumer group, the answer will also be "yes".
The difference is that one is a blind tasting and the other is an open-book test. Someone will tell the second group of people the difference in advance, and they just have to follow suit.
The essence of the difference is that I have it but some don’t. How many people in the world can tell the difference in taste between 1982 Lafite and 1985 Lafite?
It doesn’t matter if you can’t tell the difference, the key point is that you can afford the 1982 model.
I drink 1982 Lafeng, and I only make friends with people who can afford it. This is what we call a circle.
Last year, Nan Yi hoped that Lafeng wine would be on the market this year; Frank, the owner of Lafeng Winery who has experienced many hardships and owns 20% of the shares, also very much hopes to get a dividend as soon as possible.
Therefore, the first batch of wine from Lafeng Winery - Lafeng 1980 is about to be launched on the market.
As for some red wines that need to be cellared for two or three years before being released, such as the 1982 Lafite, which was actually not released until 1985, it is not important. Nan Yi and Frank both said they would ignore this.
Lafeng 1980 is not brewed, so steps like cellaring are not applicable to it.
Use Napoleon's collection of treasures from that year, shake it in a certain proportion with the top-quality red wine bought on the market, and a cool 1980 is "brewed".
Although collection and top-grade red wine are all nonsense, the so-called top-grade red wine is just the mid-level table wine bought on the market, but the test samples were tasted one by one by Frank, a wine taster, before finally selecting the most suitable ratio.
In Frank's words, the taste of . He also suggested that Nan Yi change the year and simply call it Lafeng 1880. He is very confident in his wine tasting ability.
Nan Yi rejected Frank's proposal. He was an upright person. How could he do anything to cheat consumers?
1980 is 1980, what’s the point of talking about 1880?
Of course, Nan Yi actually doesn’t want Lafeng Winery to offend other wineries too much. If the wine they shake out is sold as a century-old wine, how can other wineries show off their long history?
They must unite to ban the heresy of Lafeng Winery.
You know, 1980 is just an appetizer. What Nan Yi really wants to use to promote the brand of Lafeng Winery is Lafeng 1982, which will be launched three years later.
Nan Yi brought Liang Yun to a top-notch western restaurant on Hennessy Road in Wan Chai. After sitting down, he did not order any dishes but directly said to the waiter, "Please tell your chef that I want to drink 1980 Chateau Floral wine today."
"Yes, sir, please wait a moment."
The waiter agreed and immediately went to the kitchen.
Nan Yi's words could be considered as ordering dishes, and it also carried a bit of a test.
Just tell the customer what kind of wine he wants, and the restaurant's executive chef will have to prepare a menu that matches the wine, both in terms of taste and price level.
Instead of catching the sucker, you should try your best to serve high-profit dishes, unless the restaurant does not want to continue operating.
Of course, if it wasn't for a regular customer ordering this kind of food, Nan Yi couldn't give a cheap tip. Since it was meant as a test, if someone made something that satisfied you, you would naturally have to give them a certain reward.
It’s okay if you don’t want to give extra tips, but a picky chef will ask you to give him the exact reason. After all, face is something that should be given to each other.
"I don't know who this guy is, who moved in next door to me. Every night he starts banging on the wall. I don't know what he's banging on, and it keeps me from sleeping well at night." Liang Yun said suddenly, inexplicably, while waiting for the food to be served.
Nan Yi asked calmly: "Where do you live now?"
"It's in Ho Man Tin, rented, the room is very small."
"You can go look at houses yourself in the next two days. If you find one that suits you, I'll buy it and give it to you."
"Really? Nan Shao, you are so kind."
Liang Yun's face suddenly lit up with joy, her mouth couldn't close, and her cherry lips were stretched into a red Fuji apple shape.
"It's just an apartment, no big deal. After dinner, let's go to the fruit stall and see if there are any bananas from Papua New Guinea. The bananas there are the largest in the world."
" Hehe, Master Nan, you are so bad."
"hehe."
Nan Yi smiled faintly, took out a handful of pine nuts from his pocket, put them on the table, and began to peel them slowly.
In the next two days, Nan Yi took Liang Yun to various high-end Western restaurants and ordered food in the same way. The difference was that the red wine he ordered each time was produced by a different winery, but the year was always 1980. If this year was not available, he would order it one or two years earlier.
At noon, Liang Yun and Nan Yi had already had lunch; in the afternoon, she went to various real estate projects to look at houses by herself; in the evening, the two would have lunch together again, and Liang Yun would talk to Nan Yi about her house-hunting experience.
"Mr. Nan, today I went to Taikoo Shing to look at a house. It's right next to Quarry Bay Park. Standing by the window, I can see the Kwun Tong Pier. I like it very much."
"If you like it, buy it."
"But this house is a bit expensive. It's a duplex, 2,000 square feet, and costs almost $2 million."
When Liang Yun was talking, she kept staring at Nan Yi's eyes and brows, fearing that he would frown. The house she was talking about was her favorite and the most expensive one she had seen. It was her first choice.
"It's not expensive, buy it. Tomorrow I'll have my lawyer accompany you to handle the transfer and go to the bank to complete the formalities."
"Thank you, Nan Shao."
Liang Yun was ecstatic at first, but when she calmed down, she figured out what she was doing at the bank? Shouldn't she say she was going to withdraw money?
"Mr. Nan, what procedures do you need to go to the bank to complete?"
"I'm almost done with the pocket money my grandma gave me. I can't afford to pay it off right now. Let's take out a mortgage. Pay the down payment first, and I'll transfer the remaining monthly payments to you every month."
"You bastard!" Liang Yun cursed in her heart, "You're a loser, and you're still leaving me with something. A meal costs two or three thousand, and you can't come up with two million? You stingy bastard...￥#@&＊％"
He cursed himself to his heart's content in a few tenths of a second, wiped the smiley mask with a cloth and put it back on his face, "Mortgage is also good, such a large sum of money can be invested in other places, and use money to make money."
"Haha, Liang Yun, you are really considerate. Money should be used for investment. I'm telling you, I've been researching the 3T formula recently, and I'm almost there. I calculated that as long as I invest about 17 million each time, I can get 3T.
By then, I can earn seven or eight times more. My grandmother will definitely look at me with new eyes and will definitely hand over the family business to me sooner rather than later..."
"You prodigal son, why are you studying horse trading instead of stock futures? How could the eldest daughter of the Zhao family fall for such a loser? No, I have to work harder to get more benefits. With such a loser, who knows when he will squander the family's money."
After another quick murmur, Liang Yun had a fangirl expression on her face, "Mr. Nan, are you telling the truth?"
"Of course."
"Then you have to take me with you!"
"Of course I have to take you with me. When I win 3T, I'll take you around the world. I'll take you to all the luxury stores on the Champs-Elysees and Fifth Avenue. You can buy whatever you like."
“That’s great!”
