Chapter 5 I bet five thousand one catty

  Chu Feng really didn't understand what Su Cheng wanted to say, but vaguely, he felt that his eyes were filled with kindness towards himself, and even a hint of flattery.

  "Little brother, your wine is really too good to drink. I want a few more bottles, can I?" Su Cheng looked at Chu Feng with some trepidation, his eyes filled with expectation.

  Today, because of Chu Feng's bottle of hundred-year-old Chen Nian, his things were handled very smoothly, so Su Cheng, who had a taste of sweetness, naturally wanted to buy a few more bottles.

  "Th-this..." Chu Feng hesitated.

  "Director Su, it's not right for you to do this. Chu Feng is a member of our Shuangyuan Pavilion and his wine is exclusively supplied to our hotel, so we can't sell it to you." Qin Fang quickly caught the huge business opportunity hidden in this with her keen sense as a merchant, and directly rejected Su Cheng's request before Chu Feng could even respond.

  Although the process of things is not clear, from the words and phrases, one thing has been learned, that is, Chu Feng's wine has moved Su Cheng's heart, and it is very moving, otherwise he would not have used this method.

  "Little brother, can we discuss this again? I'll give you 2,000 for one bottle. Will that work?" Su Cheng was anxious and held up two fingers in front of Qin Fang and Chu Feng.

  Chu Feng was stunned on the spot. Two thousand, a bottle of wine can sell for two thousand? If he gets one hundred kilograms, that's two million? If it's one thousand kilograms, that's twenty million?

  Su Cheng saw Chu Feng remaining silent and thought he disagreed, so in a moment of urgency, he gritted his teeth: "Five thousand for one catty, I'll take as much as I want!"

  "Ah......" Chu Feng was still calculating, but Su Cheng had already risen to 5,000 jin. He felt his brain short-circuiting and looked at Su Cheng in shock.

  On the side, Qin Fang heard Su Cheng call out 5,000 yuan a catty and was also startled. Jokingly, how much does a bottle of Maotai cost? What kind of wine did Chu Feng bring out today that made Su Cheng chase him here in such a hurry?

  "Heavens, a fake wine like that actually sold for 5,000. How is this possible?" Wang Deming muttered to himself like an idiot.

  "I was asking this little brother, not you, don't interrupt!" Su Cheng also recognized Wang De at this time and felt a wave of disgust in his heart. If it weren't for this guy, maybe I could have gotten closer to the little brother's feelings back then in the private room.

  Wang Deman was scolded by Su Cheng and was stunned, turning his head to see Chu Feng with a happy expression, which made him even more jealous and resentful. He couldn't help but say: "That's just fake wine, how could a poor second-generation like him possibly have a hundred-year-old vintage!"

  "Shut up!"

  This time, it was Qin Fang and Su Cheng who shouted out in unison. After they finished shouting, they didn't even look at Wang De, but instead turned their eyes to Chu Feng, with expectation filling their gazes.

  Chu Feng looked at Wang De with a silly expression, then fell silent again.

  Su Cheng leaned in closer to Chu Feng and said with a very amiable tone: "Little brother, 5,000 for one catty, do you agree?"

  The office fell silent, and even Qin Fang looked at Chu Feng with a tense face. Although Chu Feng was her subordinate, she couldn't stop him from selling the wine to herself, especially at a price of 5,000 yuan per bottle, which she thought was too high.

  However, it is undeniable that Su Cheng can sell this wine for 5,000 yuan per catty. With Su Cheng's shrewdness, he would not do a losing business, so the value of this wine must be over 5,000.

  Of course, she gave 5,000 without seeing the wine, which has already reached the bottom line. After all, it's just the ex-factory price of Maotai, not too high.

  As for saying it's a hundred-year-old wine, Qin Fang didn't dare think that way. How could such a wine possibly appear in the hands of a waiter?

  But the merchant's intuition made her think, after seeing Su Cheng's appearance, that if her hotel could have such wine, the effect it would bring would be far greater than its cost.

  At this thought, Qin Fang suddenly smiled, just like a thousand-year-old snow lotus suddenly blooming, revealing her stunning beauty.

  "Chu Feng, I hope you can exclusively supply our Zhuangyuan Pavilion. As for the price, I'll give you 5,000 too!"

  Qin Fang's beauty was cold and elegant, but her voice was even more soft and pleasant, making the air in the entire room seem to stagnate.

  After Qin Fang asked this question, everyone's eyes turned to Chu Feng at the same time.

  "General Su, thank you for your appreciation, but I am an employee of Zhuangyuan Pavilion, so my wine will be supplied to Zhuangyuan Pavilion Hotel first." Chu Feng woke up from his contemplation and looked at Su Cheng with a hint of apology.

  On the side, Qin Fang secretly let out a sigh of relief.

  "Little brother, I'll give you six thousand, how about it?" Su Cheng almost growled out, his pained expression indicating that six thousand had already reached his bottom line.

  In fact, Su Cheng didn't know if the wine was a hundred-year-old vintage or not. After all, he wasn't a connoisseur, so in his eyes, this kind of loose wine, 6,000 was already his bottom line.

  Qin Fang's heart suddenly sank, but Chu Feng beside her gently shook his head: "President Su, please forgive me, I have already decided to sell the hundred-year-old Chenyong to Shuangyuan Pavilion."

  It's not that Chu Feng doesn't like money, but he realizes that money isn't everything and there are some things that can't be bought with money.

  Moreover, he himself cannot determine the true value of this wine. After all, 5,000 is already a considerable amount compared to his salary.

  But when he saw Su Cheng's disappointed eyes, he suddenly felt a pang of sympathy: "Su, if you come to Shuangyuan Pavilion for dinner in the future, I guarantee that I will prioritize serving wine to you."

  Qin Fang was in a good mood after getting the cheap deal, and when she heard Chu Feng's words, she also chimed in: "Director Su, with Chu Feng's guarantee, you should be at ease now?"

  She said, pulling out a shiny gold card from her pocket and handing it to Su Cheng: "This gold card is for you. From now on, all your consumption at our Shuangyuan Hotel will be 20% off!"

  It has to be said that Qin Fang is very charismatic and also has a first-rate business mind.

  "Thank you, Qin." Su Cheng didn't manage to buy the hundred-year-old Chenyao from Chu Feng, but with the guarantee of Chu Feng and Qin Fang, he had already achieved his goal. Moreover, he also obtained the golden card of Shuangyuan Pavilion, which was a very good outcome for him.

  He slowly walked out and when he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Feng: "Young brother, I admire you. If there's anything you need my help with in the future, just speak up."

  As he spoke, he took out a gold-embossed business card and handed it to Chu Feng.

  "Thank you, General Manager Su." Chu Feng stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at it briefly, and then put it into his pocket.

  After seeing Su Cheng off, Qin Fang fixed her gaze on Chu Feng, as if she wanted to see through him.

  Beautiful eyes, like black gemstones, made Chu Feng feel a bit embarrassed: "Director Qin, what's wrong?"

  "Why?" Qin Fang suddenly asked out of nowhere.

  However, Chu Feng understood and smiled slyly without answering Qin Fang's question. Instead, he asked: "Manager, aren't you going to pursue the matter of me impersonating Mao Tai?"

  As soon as the words came out, Qin Fang looked a bit embarrassed. She avoided Chu Feng's inquiring gaze and turned to Wang De Man standing beside her, letting out a cold hum: "Manager Wang, what do you have to say about today's matter?"

  Wang Deman was taken aback, looked up and saw Qin Fang's cold eyes, and his heart was afraid: "I... I..."

  "Hmph! This quarter's bonus is gone, and a warning has been issued. If there's another instance, you're fired!" Qin Fang's face was icy, but in fact she had never liked Wang De Man. However, because he was her mother's distant nephew, she had to take care of him somehow.

  "Get out!"

  Wang Deman hesitated for a moment, turned his head and gave Chu Feng a fierce look, then left the office dejectedly.

  "Now you're satisfied?" Looking at the closed office door, Qin Fang finally turned to Chu Feng, her voice unreadable as to whether she was happy or angry.

  Chu Feng smiled awkwardly and pointed to the office door: "Manager, if you have nothing else, I'll get busy."

  "Wait, how much of that hundred-year-old wine do you have?" Seeing Chu Feng about to leave, Qin Fang finally got to the point.

  "There are a lot." Chu Feng thought for a moment with a pretentious expression, then asked Qin Fang very seriously: "If I say that there is as much as I want, do you believe it?"

  After finishing speaking, Chu Feng stared tightly at Qin Fang's eyes, saw her being taken aback for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing: "I was just joking, actually not much, just a few hundred kilograms."

  "Ah......" Qin Fang was really stunned, several hundred kilograms, heavens! Was it a century-old vintage or pure water?