I really don't want to be a god.

Chapter 23 Romanee Conti

The Emperor's Hall is worthy of the name of the Emperor. The resplendent hall is nearly [-] square meters. There are three floors of Swarovski crystal chandeliers. The revolving dining table with a diameter of more than six meters is full of Versace tableware. Even the chopsticks are pure. Made of silver, it is as exquisite as a work of art.

Wang Yunqiu, Zhang Yang, He Xiaoman, Yang Shuo and others were already in a daze.And if Chen Xiaojian hadn't just been baptized by the luxury of the Moon Temple, he would definitely not be much better at this moment.

"My mother is right, you really know how to spend money." Chen Xiaojian felt emotional for a moment, completely forgetting to shy away from others, and said to Ling Siyu under the eyes of everyone.

For a moment, everyone was guided by him, and their eyes were all focused. Ling Siyu didn't know what was going on, and was a little embarrassed, and said: "Mr. Chen, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Turning his eyes to Chen Xiaojian, he realized his slip of the tongue, and said with shame: "No, no, just kidding, everyone stop standing, please sit down, please sit down!"

"Yes, everyone, sit down first, and I'll tell the waiters to come over." Li Zichuan hurried out to smooth things over. While speaking, a beautiful woman in charge of the foreman held a wooden box in her hand, and behind her came six beautiful waiters to rush. to the door.

Everyone sat down in turn, Chen Xiaojian naturally took the main seat, Xing Jingyi lined up with Wang Yunqiu, He Xiaoman, Zhang Yang and others on the right.The old man Li was originally supposed to sit on the left side, but he was obviously very accommodating, so he insisted on letting Ling Siyu sit down, and moved to the second seat by himself.

In this way, Chen Xiaojian really hugged left and right, and coupled with such a big pomp, he had the air of an "emperor".

Li Zichuan took the wooden box from the foreman, and handed it over carefully.

This is a box of 25 limited-edition 04 Cuban Cohiba cigars, and the price is as high as 2 yuan.

"Mr. Chen, this is a small thought from me. Please don't take offense. Everything else will be done according to your wishes." Li Zichuan said.

No matter how much a box of cigars is worth, Chen Xiaojian nodded, and asked the waiter to scatter around.

Li Zichuan had already prepared the lighting tool. He was ready to serve, but was snatched away by Xing Jingyi. He felt depressed, but at the same time he was also a little envious. It is one of the dreams of a man to ask a beautiful woman to help light the cigars. .

Zhang Yang and Yang Shuo didn't have such a leisurely mind. This is a Cuban cigar!I secretly took out my mobile phone and searched, and found out that the price of one is nearly [-] yuan, and I feel a little distressed when I want to smoke.

But after all, I didn't spend my own money. Curiosity finally defeated everything, and it was better to let the waiter do it for me. Although it was not as good as my own woman, it still felt really good.

Some people have even moved their minds about the beautiful waitresses, all of them are really beautiful and juicy.

After distributing the menus one by one, Zhang Yang and the others really didn't have the courage to speak up when they saw the 200 yuan a plate of Pai Cucumbers.

"Don't look at it, I want everything above." Chen Xiaojian didn't even bother to open it, so he handed it back to the beautiful foreman behind him, and then turned to Li Zichuan and asked, "How many batches of Romanee-Conti have arrived? I want them all." gone."

The king of red wine, Romanée-Conti, the world's top red wine, Robert Parker, editor-in-chief of "Wine Advocate", once said, "Romanée-Conti is a wine for millionaires, but only billionaires can drink it." The annual output does not exceed 600 bottles, and the local minimum price in France is 6000-8000 euros per bottle, while the domestic average price before tax reaches 143701 yuan per bottle, and there is no market for the price.

Li Zichuan's eyelids twitched, even though he knew the relationship between Ling Siyu and Chen Xiaojian, he didn't dare to make decisions privately, so he could only look at Ling Siyu for help.

Ling Siyu nodded, and said to Chen Xiaojian: "Mr. Chen, there are a total of 6 bottles in this batch. Can you save one bottle for me? The 82 Lafite can handle it."

Hearing this, Li Zichuan couldn't help but take a deep breath. The hotel can only get about 20 bottles per year on average. This kind of treasure of the store is usually not sold to the outside world. This time, 5 bottles are sold out. It is very painful.

"Why?" Chen Xiaojian was puzzled.

Wang Yunqiu and Zhang Yang were also at a loss. This is the first time I heard that there is a reason why a bottle of wine is reluctant to sell it. Could it be that Romanee-Conti is more expensive than Lafite?

"I want to save a bottle for my dad." Ling Siyu said truthfully.

"That's it, that's okay." Chen Xiaojian nodded. He has never eaten pork or seen a pig running. Romanée-Conti is a rare treasure. Which rich man can resist its temptation. Ling Siyu wants to keep his father There was nothing wrong with one bottle, and it was already a great deal of face to be willing to give up five bottles, otherwise she could have just lied.

"I, I want to ask, how much is a bottle of Romanee-Conti?" Xing Jingyi couldn't help but whispered in Chen Xiaojian's ear.

Chen Xiaojian smiled and looked at Li Zichuan.

Li Zichuan hurriedly said: "The vintage here is not too old, so a bottle is worth 20 yuan. If you follow Mr. Chen's request, a bottle is worth 20 yuan." It still hurts a bit, if it is sold for auction after some years, More than [-].

One bottle is 20, and five bottles is 100 million. Xing Jingyi's eyes widened and she was completely speechless.The cigars that Zhang Yang and Yang Shuo were holding in their mouths fell directly.Wang Yunqiu and He Xiaoman looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

The food came to the table quickly, and the dazzling array of dishes can be called a table full of Han people. He Xiaoman couldn't help but asked the waiter the price, and learned that the price of this table of dishes was nearly 30, but he couldn't order it anyway. If you don't take it, what is eating here? It's obviously eating money!
Chen Xiaojian led Xing Jingyi to chat happily with old man Li and the staff of the manor. Wang Yunqiu finally couldn't help but speak after holding back for a long time: "Chen Xiaojian, do you have too much money to spend?"

From the beginning until now, no one has ever called the local tyrant Chen by his name, Wang Yunqiu's words immediately made her the focus of the audience, Chen Xiaojian turned around, looked at her with a puzzled expression, and said, "Well, what's wrong? "I thought to myself that I really can't finish spending, why do you want to spend some for me?

Wang Yunqiu gritted her teeth, and said with envy and hatred: "Okay, I admit that you are rich, but you don't have to slap us in the face like this, right? What's wrong with being rich, can you trample on our dignity if you have money?" He stood up directly, grabbed He Xiaoman and was about to leave.

He Xiaoman didn't want to leave, she hadn't had enough of the 20 bottle of wine, she looked aggrieved, and couldn't move her body away, Wang Yunqiu got annoyed, shook her hands and left.

"Yunqiu, don't leave yet." Chen Xiaojian said loudly.

Wang Yunqiu faltered, turned around and said, "Why, don't you want to humiliate me again?"

"No, didn't you agree that you won't get drunk or go home? What are you?"

(End of this chapter)