The Surgeon's Studio

Following Song Ying's car, they arrived at a winery in a villa area next to the airport Highway.

"Most of the people living here are foreigners, so it's better to build a winery here." Song Ying introduced after they got out of the car.

"Manager song, you're not doing this for business. You're just doing it for connections, right?" Su Yun said.

"Not all of them." "I've always liked wine,"replied Song Ying with a smile. When there's good wine, there must always be someone to appreciate it. "

"That's true. " Su Yun looked around and said,"they said that there were a few large ships in the International waters a few years ago. They sent over all the Lafite bottles they received from China and abroad. They filled them directly and then brought them back to sell."

Song Ying smiled but did not reply.

"Manager song, the sales and purchases are not related to you, are they?" Su Yun asked as she felt something was amiss.

"We're all on the same side, so I won't be shy. I have a small share in that business, but it's very little. " Song Ying laughed softly.

Zheng Ren was stunned.

That was a money - printing machine. Although it had changed a long time ago, there was still a constant supply of fake wine.

There was a joke recently about this kind of business.

They said that the price was marked wrong, and 3000 for one bottle was 300. In the end, 2000 bottles were snatched away in an instant. At the end of the joke, he said in a regretful tone that he had only earned 300000 Yuan after a busy morning.

It could be seen that the profits of making fake wine were so great that it made one's hair stand on end.

This was a monopoly, and ordinary people could not interfere.

Song Ying looked gentle and unremarkable, and he usually did things in a low - Key manner. However, to be able to interfere in such a business at his age ... No wonder he had said that it was nothing for the short and fat man with a square face that day.

He indeed had the ability.

Su Yun was slightly stunned, but she immediately smiled.""Manager song, I'll look for you when we drink next time."

"Well said, well said." Song Ying invited the few of them into the winery.

Other than the chef and waiters, there were no other guests, so the winery was quiet. The chef and waiters seemed to be from other restaurants and were very unfamiliar with this place.

"Boss Zheng, let's cut the formalities. You're being too polite." After Song Ying entered, he smiled and said, "I'm not going to any big restaurants to eat. It's too ostentatious and eye - catching."

"It's nice to be quiet here. " Zheng Ren was very satisfied.

"Manager song, we were still guessing what you would treat us to on the way here." Su Yun looked at the wine rack and scanned the area. He was quite knowledgeable and did not find any expensive wine. He guessed that it might be in the underground wine cellar and asked directly.

" 1990 romandi Conti."

"Boss, you were right." Su Yun smiled,"is it below?" Let's take a look?"

"Please," he said. Song Ying made a hand gesture elegantly and brought Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the wine cellar.

The wine cellar was well taken care of, and under the light, the bottles of wine with yellow labels seemed to tell the vicissitudes of life and accumulation.

There were also dozens of oak barrels piled up in the depths. The area here was much larger than Zheng Ren had estimated.

"Robert Parker J R said that romanti - Conti is the wine of a millionaire, but only a billionaire can drink it. Actually, it's not that exaggerated. It's just purer. " Song Ying picked up a bottle of wine and ran his finger across the yellow Label as if he was caressing the hand of a lover.

"Romandi Conti is one of the oldest wineries in Burgundy. It seems that it has been the top wine since the grading began in 1760." Although Zheng Ren was not interested in drinking, he did not mind admiring the appearance of a top - grade wine.

"The wicky family didn't fall behind, so the winery belongs to Duke Conti. The Duke of Conti is a wine lover, and he even allows wineries to use their own surnames. " Song Ying's voice was slightly heavy, and it echoed in the wine cellar, as if time was pouring out.

"I say, manager song, this wine ..." Su Yun looked at the wine bottle in Song Ying's hand carefully. Her black hair fluttered in the wind as she revealed a strange smile.

"Doctor su, please tell me." Song Ying laughed as well. The two of them seemed to know what the other was thinking.

"What are you guys talking about?" Zheng Ren asked curiously.

"Boss, at the sozby auction on October 4th, 2015, an auction item consisting of 114 bottles of romandi Conti wine was sold for a single auction price of 1.6 million US dollars, becoming the most expensive wine in history."

"Oh, that's very expensive." Zheng Ren had no concept of money. He did not feel anything when 1.6 million dollars in cash was placed in front of him, let alone when it turned into wine.

He couldn't even think too much about it. As long as he thought about it more than three times in a row, he would feel nauseated. If he continued to think about it, Zheng Ren had no doubt that he would vomit in the wine cellar.

Drinking alcohol was like riding a roller coaster.

Zheng Ren's mind kept wandering, trying to break free from the alcohol - filled atmosphere.

"That's equivalent to 14121 dollars per bottle and 1700 dollars per glass." "Manager song, you didn't buy it, did you?" Su Yun smiled.

"At that time, the winery had just finished construction, so I just bought a few bottles of wine to suppress the wine in the cellar. Otherwise, it's completely empty, without any human scent or alcohol smell. " Song Ying did not hide anything and said directly.

"Tsk, tsk. Boss, a bottle of wine is worth 100000 RMB." Su Yun took out another bottle of wine and carefully examined it.

Even if he had a hundred thousand Yuan in his hands, he might not have been so careful.

"It can't be measured with money." Song Ying put the wine back on the wine rack in satisfaction. He smiled and said, "It's a special day to entertain special friends, so Conti has a unique meaning. It's just like a car, it's just a means of transportation. It's not interesting to make it a symbol. "

"Yes, manager song is right." Facing romandi Conti's wine, Su Yun was also much gentler. Her image crumbled and shattered.

"That day, Meng boss drove an Aston Martin in a weird color, so he couldn't fit into the circle." Song Ying said.

"Boss Zheng, the seafood for tonight should be almost ready. Shall we go up and take a look?"

"Sure," Zheng Ren had no interest in wine. Su Yun was pacing around a few old oak barrels. Just by looking at his back, one could tell that he was drooling.

This time, Song Ying did not say that he could open it and drink as he pleased. It seemed that this wine cellar was his true love.

He called Su Yun back, and she turned back to look at him every few steps. She whispered to Zheng Ren,""Boss, those noodles are all good wine. Pure oak barrels ..."

"Doctor su, you have good eyes!" Song Ying gave him a thumbs up and praised him sincerely."Can you tell which year the oak barrel is from?"

"Looking at the lines, it's from the 17th century. I can't tell exactly which year it was."

Song Ying was stunned.

He didn't expect the doctor from Sea city Base, who was now working in Room 912, to be able to tell the age of the oak barrel.

Knowing romandi Conti was nothing. To ordinary people, it was just a fragment of knowledge. However, there were not many people who could accurately identify real and fake wine, let alone the storage containers.