How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?-Chapter 397 - 183: 82-Year-Old Lafite..._3
Over the past six months since acquiring the system, Gu Heng had always had smooth sailing, generally getting whatever he wanted. While he hadn’t developed a protagonist’s arrogant character, he was no longer as laid-back as he initially was.
In his speech, there was also a decisiveness that brooked no disagreement.
Ouyang Nana was suddenly silent, her thoughts flashing back to what Gu Heng had said one night, "I acknowledge him, and he is an artist; I don’t acknowledge him, and he is a dog eating shit in the sewer..."
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Having interacted with Gu Heng twice, Ouyang Nana felt that most of the time, Gu Heng was very easygoing, but sometimes, he gave off the vibe of a male antagonist from a women’s romance novel...
These two contradictory characteristics were displayed in Gu Heng...
But should she mention it...
It indeed was very attractive...
After all, how many women could refuse a diamond bachelor who could casually spend tens of millions, even billions, was young, and possessed the traits of a novel character?
While Ouyang Nana was lost in her wild thoughts, the restaurant manager returned to the table, still followed by several waiters, each carrying an exquisite plate.
"Mr. Gu, I apologize for my rudeness earlier. This whole bottle of ’82 Lafite is a gift from our restaurant owner, hoping you will accept our apology."
"Oh? Not selling it, just giving it away?"
The restaurant manager could only show a sheepish smile, repeatedly apologizing.
He had just found out about Gu Heng’s identity...
A super-rich tycoon from Hua Country, a young master of the LV Group, heir to the L’Oreal Group, and a good friend of the Pinolar Family heir, each layer of Gu Heng’s status was not something he could aspire to, and he had even dared to refuse such a big shot…
Put bluntly, even if his boss fired him for this, he had no right to complain…
Since his request had been fulfilled, Gu Heng had no interest in quarreling with such insignificant figures, stating bluntly, "There’s no need for a gift; just pay whatever it costs. I’m not interested in accepting inexplicable gifts."
A bottle of wine, how much could it possibly cost?
The restaurant owner was just giving it to him on behalf of Frederick; frankly, it was a question of owing favors, although it was a trivial one. Explore more stories with novelbuddy
This time, the restaurant manager had learned his lesson and didn’t say much, merely asking if Gu Heng wanted to open the wine, and whether or not to charge him could be decided by calling the boss later...
Since he, a minor figure, couldn’t make decisions, he might as well act as a messenger…
Better to do nothing than to make mistakes.
"Open it."
While opening the wine, the manager explained, "This bottle of red wine had been stored in a special environment for 40 years before arriving at our restaurant, going through 40 years of maturation, which also significantly enhanced its taste and value.
As for the taste, Mr. Gu, you’ve already tried it.
As for the value...
Currently, the market price for an authentic ’82 Lafite is around 25,000 Euros, and it’s so rare that many wealthy people are willing to pay double the price and still find it hard to obtain.
This bottle, a Lafite Winery cellared edition, was sold at a Sotheby’s auction a few days ago—in a set of 12 for a total of 1 million Euros, which means, the value per bottle reaches over 80,000 Euros. I’m proud to tell you that in all of Europe, and even the world, the number of restaurants that have the cellared edition ’82 Lafite for sale definitely doesn’t exceed five.
And we are the best among those five."
Upon finishing his explanation, as the restaurant manager removed the wooden cork from the wine bottle, a rich fragrance wafted out...
Even Ouyang Nana, who had already tasted it, couldn’t help but deeply inhale the emanating fragrance of the wine...
This was nearly a million-per-bottle red wine...
