Happy Tycoon

One is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell, and the deal is quickly finalized.

　　 After signing the agreement, Yang Jing immediately transferred the money to Chengzi’s card. After Chengzi’s mobile phone received the message that the transfer was successful, he rode a motorcycle to the town to find a truck for Yang Jing.

　　 Yang Jing’s card is a VIP gold card with very high authority. Even if a large amount of money is transferred at night, it will arrive quickly.

　　Privileges are everywhere, but the size of the privileges is determined by the amount of your assets!

　　 By the time Cheng Zi came back, it was almost eleven o'clock, but Yang Jing gave a high freight rate, so the driver of the van would naturally not say anything.

　　 came here with a van, as well as several stevedores from Niu'er Winery. They were all from the town and had a close relationship with Cheng Zi.

　　 These stevedores unloaded a lot of small cartons from the van, as well as a lot of plastic foam fillings, and then went into the wine cellar with these things.

　　 Yang Jing is also very satisfied with such a thoughtful arrangement. These wine jars can cost 200,000 yuan per jar, and transportation is also a big problem. Now with the help of these professionals in the winery, there is no need to worry about the transportation of these old wines.

　　 Cheng Zi looked very excited, pulling Bi father and Bi mother and whispering something, and then Bi father and Bi mother also showed a satisfied smile on his face.

　　 Needless to say, when Cheng Zi went to the town to look for a car to find someone, he must have checked the deposit balance in the card from the ATM by the way. A full forty million stayed in his card, it would be strange if this kid was not excited.

　　 This is 40 million in cash, even if it is placed in Yanjing City, it is definitely not a small number. Chengzi's family are all rural residents, and now suddenly they have 40 million in cash, which will be enough for their family to spend the rest of their lives comfortably.

Yang Jing also got into the wine cellar. He first picked out eleven jars of wine from the 58 jars of old wine brewed in 1955 and put them aside, and then directed the professional stevedores to take care of the remaining old uncles. They were all put into the boxes, and Yang Jing made a mark on each box with a marker, and then filled it with plastic foam filler, and then began to carry it out box by box.

　　 has been busy until almost midnight, and these two hundred jars of old wine have been completely moved.

　　 Originally, Yang Jing wanted to stay in Yanjing for a few more days, but because of the emergence of these precious old wines, he had to return to Tianqu overnight.

　　 Yang Jing has not yet taken over the Dragon Fund, so these old wines have no place to store them in Yanjing, so he can only pull these old wines back to Tianqu. The most important thing is that Yang Jing really wants to see how his dad looks when he sees these old wines. Presumably his dad will definitely be very happy.

When 　　 left, Yang Jing asked Wang Jiazan to take away the five jars of old wine, but Wang Jiazan didn't agree with anything.

　　 Are you kidding me, five jars of wine is a full one million, so how can Wang Jiazan get it?

　　 But finally refused, Wang Jiazan still took two jars of old wine back.

　　Wang Jiazan drove Yang Jing's car back. Yang Jing and the driver got on the highway together. Two people drove steadily and steadily along the way. When the sky was overwhelming, they got off the highway from Tianqu.

　　 It is said that these old wines should continue to be stored in the cellar, and cannot be stored in other wine cellars, but a new cellar should be dug for storage. But this matter was rather urgent. For a while, there was no such suitable cellar to store these old wines, so Yang Jing thought about it and put it in the warehouse of the dealership.

　　 The security conditions of the car dealership are still good, and the monitoring is complete. At night, there are people from the hired security brigade who are on duty at night, so it is better to temporarily store the wine there, and then slowly find a suitable cellar for storage.

　　 Dad Yang drove to the car dealership with obvious anger of getting up. It was just after four o'clock, and his son started to toss him up. It is strange that Dad Yang is happy.

　　 But when Dad Yang saw these old wines moved from the car, his eyes almost stared.

　　 "Son, where did you get these wines?" Dad Yang asked in shock. There are no marks on these wine jars, but anyone can tell that these wine jars are definitely old objects with age.

　　 "Dad, let's move these wines in first, and I will tell you slowly, okay? Anyway, these wines will be yours in the future. If you want to drink, you can open a jar and taste it to ensure you are comfortable drinking."

　　 As soon as I heard this, Dad Yang's breath of getting up suddenly disappeared. The son is a little drunkard, he is naturally an old drunkard when he is an old man. For old drunks like Dad Yang, a jar of old wine is definitely better than anything else.

　　 The two men, together with the driver and the night security guard who were called up, worked for more than ten minutes, and the two hundred small boxes were moved into the warehouse of the car dealership. This room was in the car dealership. It was originally intended to be used to store electric car accessories, but it has been vacant and useless. It is just piled up with some sundries. This time it was used.

　　 After paying the driver and sending the driver away, the father and son walked into the dealership. Dad Yang put down the electric roller shutter door of the car dealership and asked the security guard to go back to sleep. Then he followed his son to the small warehouse where these old wines were stored. Then he smiled and asked: "Son, this time I can give them to the old man. Dad tell me about these old wines, right?"

After tossing all night, Yang Jing also felt a little tired and panicked. He sat down on a chair and said, "Dad, I bought these old wines from a village in Yanjing last night. One hundred thousand, this is a total of two hundred altars, and a total of 40 million was spent."

　　 As soon as the number came out, Dad Yang was shocked, "Fuck! What is your kid doing? It's okay to spend so much money on these wines? Why are you holding on or something?"

"Dad, look at what you said, you can buy these two hundred jars of old wine in a mere 40 million yuan. We are definitely making a lot of money. Let me tell you, these old wines are all dug out from a cellar. The shortest cellaring time is 63 years, and it was made in 1955! And the oldest three-tank wine "Yang Jing" looked in these cardboard boxes and found three of them marked with the capital English letter "te". The box continued: "These three jars of wine were brewed in 1938, and it has been eighty years since then!"

　　 When I heard this, Dad Yang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn, these wines are all such old wines? To put it this way, two hundred thousand one jar is really not expensive!"

　　 Yang Jing smiled and said, "Dad, guess what these wines are?"

　　 "Well, your kid said just now that you bought it from a village in Yanjing. Could it be that these wines are all Erguotou?"

　　 "Haha, I know you can guess it. That's right, these wines are authentic Erguotou wines. The people who made these wines used to be wine masters in Fushuncheng, and then they came out to do it alone."

　　 Yang Jing told his father about the origin of these wines, and now even Dad Yang was a little bit excited.

　　 "Hey, my son, if these wines are sold, how much will they cost?"

Yang Jing said dumbfoundedly: "Dad, I worked so hard all night, and got another 40 million in cash. I didn't get these wines back for the sake of selling them. Is my family short of the money now? I just think these wines are too rare, and it is a sin to miss it, so I bought it and shipped it back. We don’t sell this wine, let’s keep it for ourselves."

Dad Yang wants his head the same as a rattle, "No, this is too extravagant! You have never drunk such expensive wine since I was young! If this wine is a small sip, it won’t be thousands of dollars. Nothing? No, let's not drink this wine, let's find a chance to sell it."

Yang Jing was about to say something, Dad Yang’s phone rang, and when he answered the phone, Yang Jing clearly heard his mother’s voice from inside: "What are your fathers and sons doing inside? Hurry up and close the door for me. Open."

　　 嘞! I can't neglect this matter when my old lady arrives.

　　 Yang Jing trot out quickly, opened the electric rolling door from inside, and saw his mother standing at the door.

　　 "Mom, why are you here?"

　　 "Why don't I come? Why are your father and son so mysterious?"

"Ah! What a mystery. Mom, I collected a batch of old wine from a village in Yanjing last night, and I pulled it back overnight. There is no place to put the wine, and I don’t have the key to the car dealership, so just let me go. Dad is tossing about it."

　　 "Old wine?" Yang Ma asked suspiciously.

Dad Yang, who followed out from the inside, smiled bitterly and said, "Li Ping, your son had a big battle this time. He spent 40 million to buy two hundred jars of old wine~www.readwn.com~ This wine is very good. , The value is definitely higher than 40 million. I said to sell these wines. Your son doesn’t agree. He has to keep it for himself! I, an old man, is reluctant to drink it. A jar of wine is 200,000 yuan. For a few thousand dollars, I can buy two people flying to the sky!"

　　 "Forty million? Bought two hundred jars of old wine? Keep it for yourself?" Yang Ma was also a little confused.

　　 Yang Jing had no choice but to tell his mother the origin of these old wines again, but after hearing it, his eyes brightened.

　　 "Son, you said that these old wines have been buried in the ground for more than 60 years? The longest is 80 years old?"

"Well, it is true. If this kind of wine is sold, it can easily be sold for a price of over a million. So my dad wants to sell these wines. But our family does not make money by pointing to these wines. These If the wine is really sold, then you can never find such a good old wine. Anyway, I don’t want to sell it. I want to keep it for myself. My dad drinks, you drink, and my grandma can drink some too. How nice it is for our family to keep it for ourselves and drink!"

Mother Yang took a look at Dad Yang and said, "Well, I know about this. Lao Yang, let me tell you that these wines were brought by the son. The son makes the decision. You can't mix it up! The son said. If we stay, we will stay. If the son wants to sell, we don’t stop it. Our family must pay attention to democracy now. My son and I are on the same line. It’s useless if you object!"

　　 Yang Jing is overjoyed, long live my mother! Hugging my mom, just sighed.

　　Daddy Yang shook his head helplessly, threw a sentence and walked inside: "Little bunny, bring your dad a jar at noon!"

　　Ps: Bow to thank the "Icy Octave" 100 for the reward.