197 Reminiscing the President's Office.┗#_┛

The silver geometric prism ceiling refracts the soft lights of alternating blue and white. In front of the white fashionable office desk, there is a transparent crystal ball, a black prism pen holder, a floor-to-ceiling window on the left, browsing the sea view, a white circular sofa is placed in the center of the conference hall, a basket of pure perfume lilies in the center, and a fragrance is radiating. When you pass, you will be a running water screen. When you pass, you will be a small conference room.

While placing all the red wines in front of the crystal table, Ke Xin looked at Zhuang Haoran sitting on the sofa. He had taken off his suit and only wore a shirt and white trousers. He waded open his collar and looked at himself leisurely. His eyes were very interesting... Her big eyes turned around for a while, and then strangely placed the wine from each winery on the crystal table. While placing them, he said softly: "I have tasted all the red wines. I have made a clear and report on the wines before and after sobering up, and... "

She picked out the sample wine Margao 00, Rafi 1999, Peter 01, Dynasty 1986 several bottles of sample wine, placed it on the other side, and said: "These four bottles of wine are all problematic... You deliberately..."

Zhuang Haoran finally woke up from his mind, smiled slightly, looked at the four wines in front of the stage and asked: "What's the problem?" Feng Kan said.

Tang Kexin stood in front of Zhuang Haoran, her eyes immediately showed a light of concentration, and said, "Margao 00, you and I have just drank it in your wine house, but the latest sample wine does not taste that way. There is also Lafite 1999. I have seen the new wine press conference. Lafite 1999's wine tastes like this. Lafite 1999's Cabernet Sauvignon in the mouth stimulating the tip of the tongue, and it induces a strong aroma in the astringent. When it spreads, the layering feels very clear. I was just reading a book, but I can still distinguish the difference in the taste, and this Peter's

01. I have never tasted the red wines of Pedrew, but I looked through the information you left me with Peter last night, studied their terrain environment, picking situation, the sex and hobbies of winemakers, and their wineries have a strong characteristic, that is, the winery of Pedrew winery is never filtered, the tree age is over 70 years, almost all picked in the afternoon, ensuring that the dewdrops on the grape fruit grains have evaporated and the concentration of the grape juice is not diluted at all, so the flavor of Cabernet Sauvignon in their winery is strong and stable, and it induces a mellow aroma, which is very intriguing. However, the wine I drank yesterday was slightly sour and thin, and it induces a strange fruity aroma... It is definitely not made of 100% Cabernet Sauvignon, it must have ingredients of Cabernet Franc and Snake Dragon Ball... These wines are not the wines marked on the label... You deliberately!"

After hearing this, Zhuang Haoran finally looked at Tang Kexin deeply standing in front of him, explaining the wine so concentrically, his eyes were so bright and cute, as if you could see last night, a girl was sitting under the desk lamp and flipping through the information, and his eyes slowly smiled again. He leaned forward silently, picked up the information about Peter's, and carefully read it. He looked at Tang Kexin using a green lead pen recording the characteristics of Peter's wine on it. Then, on the picture of the winery, he drew an old vine tree with a very good sketch, and even drooped a few full and small Cabernet Sauvignons. He smiled and said, "You can still draw?"

Tang Kexin's eyes circulated for a moment before she said softly: "When I was a child, I was good at painting. My father hired me a teacher and taught me some time, but because I was naughty, I forgot something, I didn't draw anymore."

Zhuang Haoran kept silent, held the information and looked at the green pen lines in an open space in the winery picture above, and drew a Dutch windmill. His eyes slightly flowed, and then said, "Windmill?"

"Huh?" Tang Kexin raised her head and looked at Zhuang Haoran looking through the image of Peter's winery. She said with a smile: "Yes...windmill..."

Zhuang Haoran looked at Tang Kexin and said, "There are very few windmills in China, right? Have you seen them there before?"

Tang Kexin said with a chuckle: "I forgot..."

"Forgot?" Zhuang Haoran looked at her side again and frowned.

Tang Kexin raised her head, thought for a while, and then leaned on the memories and said quietly: "That was a place I went to when I was very young, but I forgot... I only felt some purple and this white Dutch windmill in front of me, which didn't move, but when I looked at it, my mood became better inexplicably... From that time on, I liked windmills, and when I was a child, I loved origami windmills..."

Zhuang Haoran looked at her faintly and said, "How is it like having memories?"

Tang Kexin looked at Zhuang Haoran with a little strangeness and said with a laugh: "Do you have no memories? Everyone has their own memories, right? How can you live without memories?"

Zhuang Haoran's face slowed down slightly, he glanced at her, then continued to read the information on Peter's, and said, "Can you remember all your memories until now?"

Tang Kexin kept silent, thought for a while before saying quietly: "No... some memories are really not remembered, and some memories are not wanted to remember..."

Zhuang Haoran looked up at Tang Kexin's suddenly dark eyes, then looked at her left face, with a little pink scar. He remained silent and finally threw the information on the coffee table, then stood up slowly and walked behind the screen... Tang Kexin turned around, looked at his leisurely steps, walked into the screen, like a home-based man, calm and composed. Just when he was thinking about when he was going to do, he had already carried two crystal cups in his hand, sat back on the sofa expressionlessly, put the cup on the crystal table, and then said, "Sit."

Tang Kexin thought for a while, then walked into the ring sofa, sat down, turned her head to look at him.

Zhuang Haoran picked up the bottle of Peter 00, looked at the label on it, then opened the wine plug, poured the pink wine into two transparent tulip cups, and said quietly: "Try wine, give up its label, its winery, everything about it, and taste its wine with the most intuitive feeling, instead of being prepared to tolerate this wine like everyone nowadays, through its origin and label, before tasting it."

Tang Kexin looked at him and listened quietly.

Zhuang Haoran placed the sample wine aside and stuffed it with a wooden plug.

At this time, Ke Xin realized that Zhuang Haoran's slender fingers were really beautiful.

Zhuang Haoran held the glass of red wine, held the coaster at the bottom of the cup, leaned against the sofa, and rotated 365 degrees in a very elegant posture, then looked at Tang Kexin and said: "In fact, in foreign countries, many elderly people are not satisfied with the current taste of grape wine and cannot match their own delicacies, so they grow their own wine. Many wineries originated from this concept!"

Tang Kexin looked at Zhuang Haoran again.

Zhuang Haoran also looked at Ke Xin, his eyes immediately reflected a fierce light, and continued: "So, in the face of all the things labeled in this world, if you want to succeed, you should bravely raise your own doubts! Think this wine is good or bad? You should boldly raise it! Just as you said, this glass of wine is not Margot 00, yes, it is indeed not, it is just an ordinary wine that has been brewing for three years, but..."

Zhuang Haoran suddenly smiled and said helplessly: "As a hotel person, everyone has seen it. Some guests come in and just drink labels, not alcoholic liquid, so how many people can they find? So from now on, you must discover it, not follow its trend! There are not many famous wineries in my country, but to develop the domestic wine industry, you should first question... Kexin?"

This voice called so lightly.

"Yes!" Tang Kexin couldn't help but respond and looked at him.

Zhuang Haoran held the red wine in his hand, leaned forward and looked at Tang Kexin, and said vigorously: "You must remember that a leader should never ask consumers what they are thinking, because sometimes, consumers may not know what they want! Only by constantly creating, constantly changing, allowing consumers to accept more things, and face more choices, will they impress you and tend to you. The same is true for wine... In the future, you may attend thousands and hundreds of new wine press conferences, and may be confused by their gorgeous language and the development history of their manor. Therefore, you must be more sure of the direction in your heart. Choose a good wine for your guests. You must use your own sense of smell and taste, rather than the thinking they give you! You must determine your own ideas and ideas, so you can be a fooled red wine and abandon those not-quality red wines! Do you understand?"

Tang Kexin suddenly felt a strong aura rise in her body. She looked at Zhuang Haoran with some emotion, nodded and said, "I understand!"

"The reason why I give you wine that is different from this label is to see if you dare to question the red wine under the gorgeous label!" Zhuang Haoran looked at Ke Xin again and said, "Goodly you have proposed it. If it is unfortunate, you still have a bottle of red wine and can't taste it!"

"Ah?" Tang Kexin looked at Zhuang Haoran in surprise and said, "Impossible!"

Zhuang Haoran smiled slightly, reached out and picked up a bottle of red wine from the sample wine. Liang said in front of Tang Kexin: "Are you sure it is Kangdi Winery 1998?"

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Chapter completed!