Gradually, someone began to wake up.

Those who wake up first look at the people around them, and then wipe away their tears.

That emotion is slowly fading, complex but impressive.

It’s like just getting drunk or having an unforgettable love.

Ding Ding--

"Gentlemen, ladies."

Rasfa obviously does not intend to let them continue to immerse themselves in memories and emotions.

"Rasfa, what is this? Is magic?"

"Didn't you smell it? This is wine."

"No, this is not wine, this feeling reminds me of my mother."

"I forgot, Keli..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you going to have a drink? Let's have another memory."

Rasfa waved his hand and the servant brought a glass of poured wine to everyone.

Wonderful feelings and painful memories, but they can't stop.

But there is only one glass of wine.

When everyone is immersed in emotions, the feeling is slowly fading.

"Mr. Rasfa, please give me another cup, thank you." said a woman.

"Yes, I want another drink, it feels amazing."

"Sorry, my dear, I'm afraid I can't meet your request." Rasfa said with a smile.

"Why? Are you stingy even with a glass of wine?"

"You have also seen that there is only one bottle of this kind of wine. At least for now, I only have one bottle on my hand, and I have divided it all."

Lasfa very well understands what it means to be rare.

If they are satisfied with all of them at once, they will not cherish them.

Only by just having a simple taste can they enjoy that moment more and more.

This is Lasfa’s own experience. Only by seeking something is the best.

"You should prepare more."

"Rasfa, this shouldn't be your hospitality."

Everyone is complaining, even those who recall pain.

They were also very dissatisfied.

In fact, what they experience is not pain, but longing.

But before they could meet, the feeling had faded.

It’s like drinking halfway, and you’re not satisfied with it.

Or when doing something, both parties get angry and fail to get trapped.

"Silent, quiet." Rasfa shouted twice: "Everyone, you should understand how precious this kind of wine is, it's not that I don't want to prepare more, but there is really no more."

"Mr. Rasfa, I want to know where this wine is obtained."

"I got it from the East, it was a very, very old winemaking family. Do you know how much I paid for this bottle of wine? It's not how much I paid, but I made a lot of promises." Rasfa said.

"The mysterious East."

"Just like a dream wine."

"Although it's just a glass of wine, it's a life."

"I feel like I'm younger again, and I've had another relationship."

"So Rasfa, if you get this kind of wine next time, can you notify me as soon as possible? Or I will buy it directly."

"Mr. Rasfa, I am willing, no matter how much I am."

"Okay, if there is Ziqingjiu next time, I will notify you." Rasfa said with a smile.

Judging from the reactions of these celebrities, this wine tasting was obviously a success.

The guests slowly left with some attachment.

Until the last guest came to Rasfa.

"Rasfa."

"Bach." Rasfa hugged his old friend.

"I don't believe you sinister bastard, what kind of Eastern wine is." Bach cursed with a smile.

Bach certainly knew the purpose of Rasfa doing this.

It’s nothing more than using this wine to seek benefits or expand connections.

As long as people are flocking to this kind of wine, Rasfa can easily expand a wider range of connections.

Although he wanted it very much, Rasfa would definitely not do what he wanted.

"You stayed here, you weren't going to scold me?"

"Is it useful to scold you? If you scold you, will you tell me the source of the goods?"

"Of course not, don't even think about it."

“I will hold an auction on the top floor of the Hilda Hotel on May 7th, and I will make a bottle of this wine and put it at the auction,” Bach said. “This wine can help me attract more wealthy people.”

Bach is a businessman, and he is doing top luxury auctions.

He has no company at all, and he relies on his personal credit to win lots and bidders.

However, Bach has been in this industry for fifty years.

The transaction volume of lots sold in his hands exceeded US$10 billion.

What does this mean? It means that the average annual transaction volume of his auction house is around 200 million US dollars.

This kind of auction transaction volume has exceeded that of most auction companies in the world.

It can be said that Bach itself is a brand.

The wealthy and celebrity Bach knew several times or even dozens of times more than Lasfa.

Some celebrities in Los Angeles may not know Rasfa, but they must know Bach.

"This is probably not easy, the supply of goods is very tight." Rasfa said with a embarrassed face.

"I promise that the transaction price of this bottle of wine will definitely not be less than $500,000."

"Old bastard, are you looking down on me? Do you think I'm short of $500,000?"

"Okay OK, I promise to be above $1 million, below this price, and the people I'm going to arrange for bidding guests to be raised to $1 million."

As a celebrity in the auction industry, Bach is of course familiar with any commercial means.

Some lots may not be expensive themselves, but they can attract more bidders.

For example, this is the case with this kind of purple green wine, so he is willing to pay some benefits for it.

"I can't answer you for the time being," said Rasfa.

"Old bastard, don't be too tempted. You should know that even if it's treasured by Lizhuang in France for 30 years, the transaction price in the past three years is only 1.5 million US dollars."

"Do you think Ziqingjiu is not as precious as French Lizhuang for thirty years?"

"Rasfa, you have lived for decades. Do you still have to say such stupid things? Some things are not worth good or bad, but their fame."

"Then if it were you, the same $1.5 million, would you buy Ziqing wine or a thirty-year treasure in Lizhuang, France?"

"My answer is useless, because I can't spend $1.5 million to buy a bottle of wine, no matter what it is." Bach said calmly.

"One and a half million dollars, this is my bottom line," said Rasfa.

Bach's eyes flashed, and he was hesitating that this wine was indeed a peerless wine.

But can it really attract enough wealthy people?

"Steven will hold a party in two days, and he also has a bottle of wine in his hand to open it at that party."

"Bastard, you don't have this kind of wine?"

"hehe……"
Chapter completed!