Strongest Guard

Otherwise, he would lose the value of his existence.    

No matter how beautiful a woman was, no one admired her, and no one dared to pursue her. They could only allow this pig slaughtering knife of time to push her to the end of her life, and that would only make her miserable.    

In the same way, no matter how valuable a fine wine was, it was still used for others to drink. Otherwise, it wouldn't be of any use at all.    

Lao Jin understood Lee Nanfang's reasoning.    

However, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see how Mr. Lee was worthy of drinking this kind of good wine.    

However, what Lee Nanfang said next made Lao Jin feel that he had to face him head on. "This bottle of 60 year old wine, if sold at a fixed price, or at an auction, would cost at least 10 million yuan per bottle."    

Lao Jin nodded his head repeatedly. "That's right, that's right. It would cost at least ten million yuan." Director Hua bought it from Guizhou three years ago for ten million yuan per bottle. "Tsk tsk, Mr. Lee, I didn't expect you to be such an expert."    

Lee Nanfang did not hold back and said, "Of course I'm an expert in this field, and I'm much better at it than you, Director Hua."    

Lao Jin was in high spirits and asked Mr. Lee what he wanted to say.    

Lee Nanfang poured another glass and shook it lightly in his hand: "If it was you guys, Director Hua, who bought this case of liquor for 60 million yuan, you would have drunk five bottles, leaving only one bottle."    

Lao Jin blinked, showing his ignorance.    

He couldn't understand why Lee Nanfang would say that.    

With a sigh, Lee Nanfang pointed at Lao Jin and said with a look of disappointment, "Do you know what it means by 'rare materials are precious'?"    

Lao Jin was enlightened.    

Whatever it was, even if it was just a brick, as long as it was a pitiful amount, its value would skyrocket.    

The Maotai for the 10th anniversary of the founding of the country would probably not be able to find many bottles in the entire world. That was why this case of wine was worth sixty million yuan.    

However, in Lee Nanfang's opinion, the number of bottles per box was still a little too much.    

If you drink five bottles and leave only one — then this bottle may be unique, and its value will soar. Once sold, it could have sold for sixty million dollars a box, and it would have been good enough to buy half of it.    

Since he could drink fine wine and sell them for a higher price, why not?    

Besides, Lee Nanfang, even the richest man in the world couldn't bear to drink 10 million in a few cups, right?    

Then the bottle would be kept forever, and the price would be higher and higher.    

The principle of rarity was very simple. Everyone knew it, so did Lao Jin. However, he never dared to think about it before as he would drink 10 million RMB per bottle of wine.    

Now, after listening to Lee Nanfang's detailed explanation, he suddenly felt enlightened. He raised both of his thumbs and stared at the wine on the table, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he made a swallowing motion, his flattery echoing loudly, "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. Mr. Lee, do you mean that it would be best for you to drink all five bottles of wine? "    

Lee Nanfang nodded: "Yes, that's what I meant."    

"Then …"    

Lao Jin swallowed his saliva and smiled obsequiously: "Can I accompany you to taste the taste of the Bejewelled Nectar Wine? Thus, I have the ability to brag to others. "Heh, heh, who would have drank ten million levels of fine wine?"    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and answered very straightforwardly.    

Lao Jin was stunned, he stuttered and asked: "You, didn't you say you were going to drink five bottles?"    

"Yeah."    

"But you, don't seem to be able to finish all five bottles, right? After all, these wines have been stored for 60 years, and will be very strong. "    

"Oh, so you were worried that if I drink too much, it will harm my body."    

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean."    

Lao Jin nodded like a chick pecking rice.    

"Do you really think that I'm stupid enough to drink all five bottles today?"    

Lee Nanfang rolled his eyes and ordered with a sneer: "Tsk, pack the rest for me. I'm going to take it home and drink it slowly. "Lao Jin, Lao Jin, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself. Where did you get the appearance of someone who can drink ten million levels of fine wine?"    

Lao Jin's face instantly turned into that of a bitter enemy.    

Lee Nanfang was playing with him just to not listen to his orders.    

However, he didn't even dare to fart. He could only take it and smile along with it. If Mr. Lee didn't have any other orders, then he should be busy. After all, as the manager of the lobby, he had to take care of everything everyday.    

Mr. Lee had three orders.    

First, I heard that once Seven Stars Club came, I could casually eat it, and play around with it for as long as I want, and play with it for as long as possible, I would never spend a single cent on a purple-gold card.    

Give me one.    

Remember, the top of the serial number.    

A purple-gold card with ten digits and below would make Mr. Lee feel embarrassed.    

Second, send a row of pretty girls to serve Mr. Lee.    

He had spent the entire night trying to persuade Director Hua to cherish her life, to not want to walk a dead end at such a young age.    

His words were so dry that it took a great effort for Director Hua to regain hope in her life.    

How could he not be tired?    

Can you not find a row of beautiful girls to properly shoulder him, to digest the fatigue?    

Third, Mr. Lee hoped that after he woke up, he would be able to see a new, dark blue middle mountain suit.    

Compared to the previous two requests, Lee Nanfang's last request was not a big deal.    

"The fourth."    

Just as Lao Jin nodded and turned around to leave, Lee Nanfang stretched out his fourth finger.    

Lao Jin resisted the urge to go on a rampage and politely said, "Mr. Lee, you just said that you only have three orders."    

Lee Nanfang rolled his eyes again and said coldly: "Did you hear wrongly?"    

"Yes, yes, I heard wrong. "Sorry, Mr. Lee, please continue."    

Lao Jin nodded again and again. He raised his hand to touch his face. The imprint of his finger after being slapped still had a distinct burning taste.    

"Fourth, while I'm sleeping, find a cleverer brother and ask him outside to see if there's any news. "Tell me when I wake up."    

"Got it."    

"Okay, then let's go. What are you still standing here for? Do you want to drink?"    

"I don't dare, I don't dare."    

Lao Jin shook his head and left in a hurry.    

Other than the last three requests, Mr. Lee could make the decision himself. As for the first request, as well as the matter of Mr. Lee taking Mao Tai away, he had to report it to Secretary Bai immediately and listen to Director Hua's final instructions.    

Some people were born lowly.    

Lee Nanfang felt that Lao Jin was definitely one of them.    

At the beginning, Boss Lee was willing to negotiate with him, but he refused to listen.    

In the end, he did not know who gave him a harsh slap, but he changed his stubborn mind and decided not to treat the village chief as a cadre. No matter what he was told to do, he would do it obediently.    

If this wasn't despicable, then what was it?    

Lee Nanfang, who was soaking in the comfortable bathtub and feeling the surfing undercurrents, sighed contentedly as he placed his feet on the silk-like legs of the two beautiful girls.    

Immediately, the pretty girl who used him as a pillow immediately lifted his head and took the white porcelain wine cup that was produced by Jingdezhen from her companion and placed it next to his mouth.    

Lee Nanfang opened his mouth — the girl slowly poured the wine into his mouth, then lifted his chin, gently helped him, and swallowed the wine in his mouth.    

Then, a piece of belly was caught between the silver chopsticks and placed in his mouth.    

Of course, it was only with the help of the girls behind him that Lee Nanfang was able to eat it.    

While he drank and ate, the four girls who had been mending his feet and pinching his arms didn't stop at all.    

In the spacious bathroom, there were a total of seven girls waiting on him.    

There was also a piano player in the living room outside the door.    

The sound of the zither rang out with a jingling sound. It was graceful and pleasant to listen to.    

According to Lee Nanfang's estimation, none of the eight beauties were over 25 years old.    

Regardless of which one it was, they would have a 100% chance of turning their heads on the street. They were tall and slender, had a beautiful appearance, and possessed an outstanding temperament; they were countless times more high-end compared to those so-called female celebrities.    

However, this rarely seen Eight Immortals woman was currently wearing a long dress. She gathered around him like a group of stars holding the moon, serving him like a maidservant serving the wealthy.    

All the beauties wore gauze dresses, especially the one that was soaked with him in the bathtub. The clothes stuck tightly to their body, just like nothing else.    

Any man would have an instinctive reaction when he was served by so many beauties.    

This is nothing shameful, it's very normal.    

If Mr. Lee didn't put up the flagpole, then he would be abnormal.    

Lao Jin finally understood how to do things. When he brought these beauties in, he once said bluntly that these eight people were the best among thousands. Each of them was an original product, and their diplomas were the lowest among them.    

Lee Nanfang was curious, how much did a diploma have to do with a beauty's charm?    

Did the higher a woman's diploma, the greater their Charm?    

It was just bullsh * t, there was no need to care about it.    

It was clear to these girls that when they were selected to serve Lee Nanfang, they should have been prepared to sacrifice themselves.    

Of course, no matter how amazing Lee Nanfang's capabilities were, it was just a dream for him to fight against the eight beauties by himself.    

However, he was able to 'taste it lightly' and imprint his imprint on each of them.    

However, Lee Nanfang disdained to do such a disgraceful thing.    

During Golden Triangle, he had bumped into Alice due to alcohol. It had taken him a lot of effort to arrange a place to stay, let alone having eight of them at once.    

If he really touched it, wouldn't that be a huge headache for him?    

In order to stop caring about the pain, Boss Lee could only drink himself to his heart's content with tens of millions of bottles of wine.    

After a person gets drunk, there is no need to care about these troublesome matters.    

The aftereffects of a million levels of fine wine were not something that a person who was immune to alcohol could enjoy.    

After drinking two whole bottles of wine, Lee Nanfang, who was lying on the back of his head in the elastic valley, started snoring evenly and fell asleep.    

The sun was setting in the west.    

In a certain park, the northwest wind mixed with a clear cold aura was blowing through the trees, creating a rustling sound. Yellow leaves constantly fell from the branches of the trees.    

Rotating.    

A fallen leaf floated in front of Lee Muchen's eyes. Just as she was about to be blown towards the surface of the lake, she suddenly reached out her hand and pinched it with two fingers that looked even better than bamboo shoots.    

The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind her. When she was two meters away, she stopped.    

Lee Muchen, who was wearing a black felt hat, black windbreaker and black high-waisted riding boots, did not even turn his head as his red lips slightly parted: "Speak."    

"Very strange."    

Lin Han slightly raised his head and spoke in a low voice: "The things that happened at Seven Stars Club last night was like never having happened before. There was no movement from the Lin Family, nor was there any response from the various Wealthy Classes. The only person who appeared was Deputy Director Wang of the east district. He was invited to the related departments for tea in the afternoon. "    

"What about the Seven Stars Club?"    

Lee Muchen asked.