After the divorce, the beautiful president regretted it

"This is what I want. Buy it back as soon as possible and give it to me."

Xiao Chen found a pen and paper, quickly wrote a list on it and handed it to Han Jianjun.

Han Jianjun nodded and handed the list to the housekeeper for processing without a second thought.

Half an hour later, Xiao Chen walked into the kitchen with the materials on the list.

No one is allowed to disturb during this period.

Five hours later, when Xiao Chen came out of the kitchen, there was a bottle in her hand.

Seeing Xiao Chen finally come out, Han Jianjun said half-jokingly: "Brother Xiao, do you know how long you have been in there?"

"If you don't come out, I'm going to have someone break the door lock."

Han Jianjun then smiled and said, "It's already dinner time. I've asked someone to prepare the meal and it's just waiting for you."

"Not urgent!"

Xiao Chen said calmly: "Where is Mr. Han?"

"Forget it!"

Han Jianjun said distressedly: "I was kicked out when I asked him to eat just now."

"How come he still has such a bad temper at such an old age?"

"Ignore him, we brothers are going to eat first."

"I'll try it!"

Without waiting for Han Jianjun to speak, Xiao Chen walked toward Mr. Han's room.

"Boom boom boom!"

"I told you not to eat. Are you bothered? How many times do you want me to tell you?"

"Tell my second son, if he dares to come here again, I will break his legs."

Xiao Chen looked at Mr. Han jokingly and said, "Mr. Han, you really don't want to eat?"

heard.

Mr. Han raised his head and said in surprise: "Why is it your kid?"

"I thought it was that bastard Lao Er who asked me to go to dinner again."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Mr. Han, has Brother Han made you angry?"

"Even if we make you angry, let's not get into trouble with our stomachs."

"People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry!"

Mr. Han gave a bitter smile, "Okay, brat, don't try to persuade me here."

"I really don't have any appetite."

"You don't want to see me with a straight face at the dinner table."

"That's it!"

"Hey--"

Xiao Chen sighed heavily, "I was thinking about having a drink with you during dinner tonight."

"In this case, I can only eat and drink with Brother Han."

While talking, Xiao Chen opened the lid of the wine bottle.

An alluring aroma of wine instantly filled the entire room.

Mr. Han sniffed it, his eyes lit up, and then he stared at the bottle in Xiao Chen's hand.

"Xiao Chen, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Of course it's wine!"

Mr. Han rolled his eyes, "Don't you know it's wine?"

"What I'm asking is, what kind of wine is this and why does it smell so good?"

"Qianli Zui!"

"how can that be?"

Mr. Han jumped out of bed and came to Xiao Chen with lightning speed.

The speed is so fast that it doesn't look like an 80-year-old man.

He snatched the wine bottle from Xiao Chen's hand and sucked hard at the mouth of the bottle.

Then, carefully drip two drops of wine from the mouth of the bottle onto the back of your hand.

Fragrant.

The aroma of wine was hundreds of times stronger than before.

Mr. Han couldn't bear it anymore.

Amber liquid exploded in the mouth.

The taste buds experienced hundreds of stimulations and beautiful sensations.

What follows is a burning sensation in the stomach that leaves a sweet taste in the mouth, which is really an unforgettable aftertaste.

There is a sense of beauty that even if the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will be intoxicated.

Mr. Han was ecstatic and grabbed Xiao Chen's wrist, "This is really Qianli Zui."

"Sell it to me. The price is negotiable. I'm willing to pay [-] million for the bottle of wine in your hand."

Mr. Han's eyes were blazing, as if he had seen the beautiful Xi Tzu.

The scratching and impatient look was very different from his usual appearance.

Xiao Chen smiled sweetly, "Mr. Han, this wine is not for sale!"

"No matter how much money I give, I won't sell it."

When Mr. Han heard this, the disappointment in his eyes was clearly revealed.

Xiao Chen's voice changed, "I originally planned to drink this wine with you, how can I sell it for money?"

"Good boy!"

Mr. Han was angry and annoyed, then he laughed and said, "Let's go, if you have good wine, you must also have good food."

He took Xiao Chen's arm and walked out of the room.

"Dad, what are you two doing?"

Han Jianjun was confused. He hadn't seen such an excited expression on his father's face for a long time.

Mr. Han rolled his eyes at him, "Of course it's to eat."

"You don't have any eyesight at all!"

"If you were half as good as Xiao Chen, I would be less worried."

"Why don't you hurry up and notify the kitchen and ask them to prepare some dishes to go with the wine."

"I want to have a good drink with Xiao Chen tonight."

Han Jianjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I've prepared the food and it's just waiting for you, old man."

The words are so.

Han Jianjun still informed the kitchen to prepare a few dishes to go with the wine.

A few people had just sat down.

Mr. Han couldn't wait to pour himself a full cup.

He seemed to notice the looks in other people's eyes.

He reluctantly poured half a cup for everyone.

See you!

Han Jianjun was also speechless.

Three cents was less than the wine glass, which was only half filled, which was not enough for him to stuff between his teeth.

"Dad, you are too stingy."

"What do you know?"

Mr. Han frowned and said, "Can this wine be the same as those other garbage wines?"

"This is Qianli Zui, you know nothing!"

"That's just a little bit less. If I want to drink this wine in the future, I don't know how many years I have to wait."

Han Jianjun was even more confused.

He saw Xiao Chen tinkering in the kitchen for several hours.

How come it has become a rarity to come to his father's place.

Mr. Han hated that iron could not become steel, so he explained: "Qianlizui is the predecessor of Dukang wine, which can be traced back to the Xia Dynasty."

"By now, the real Qianli Zui has long been lost."

"The entire private population can't survive more than one hand."

"Those industrially brewed drinks are not even worthy of carrying Qianli Zui's shoes."

Mr. Han had a arrogant look on his face, an expression that said it would be great if you got some of it.

Han Jianjun looked at Xiao Chen as if asking for help.

Xiao Chen nodded, "Mr. Han is right, Qianli Zui has been lost for a long time, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is hard to find a gold."

Han Jianjun shook his head, "Dad, even so, there is no need for you to make fun of your body."

"If we fall ill in a fit of anger, what will happen to those of us who are young?"

Mr. Han drank the Qianli Zui in front of him.

He sighed and continued, "That's how you look at your dad."

"Although it's good to be drunk for thousands of miles, I'm not a greedy person."

"The main thing is whether your uncle Xiao can return to Jiangdong."

While speaking, Mr. Han looked at Xiao Chen, "The Xiao family left Jiangdong for more than twenty years."

"If I hadn't known that you grew up in Jiangcheng, I would have suspected that you were a child of the Xiao family."

After a pause, Mr. Han continued: "On the surface, we won last night. We don't have to worry about the dragon crossing the river coming back to take revenge."

"But in fact, the water in Jiangdong has been muddied, and no one knows what will happen in the future."

"So I thought about it all night, and I thought about letting your Uncle Xiao come back to take charge. No matter what happens, as long as he appears, he can scare those little ones."

"You said, it's about the stability and prosperity of Jiangdong. Can I not get angry?"

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