"Perhaps, one hundred yuan." Song Bei'an hesitated.

"what?"

Xue Zheng stared wide-eyed, "You two brothers are worth a hundred yuan?"

Song Bei'an glanced over coldly, Xue Zheng immediately explained embarrassingly:

"I mean, is there some misunderstanding here? With Mr. Gu's status, he went to the street stall to bring you two bottles of wine for you?"

With Xue Zheng's words, Song Bei'an immediately began to doubt himself.

"Right."

"right?"

Xue Zheng quickly laughed, "Mr. Gu has no channel for low-quality things. He doesn't want to give it to you, so he went to find it. Besides, it's not Mr. Gu who is looking for it, but someone else gave it to him. Who would be so short-sighted? Send those messy things to Mr. Gu?"

That wine, that's it.

Xue Zhengxin was Gu Xichuan.

Song Bei'an quickly sank down again, "Your mouth is bitter when you drink alcohol, you grew up in rich clothes and rich food, so you can't tell the good from the bad?"

"It's also..."

Xue Zheng sighed, "Isn't that because it was given by Mr. Gu? Back then, buddy, you were ecstatic and handed it to me for collection, and you still kept the bags that contained the wine back then. Just because you liked it so much, you didn't throw it away. How about you go sit with me now?"

Song Bei'an was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Xue Zheng asked the driver to go to his bar, Xue Zheng let it go, Song Bei'an participated in half of the shares, and didn't tell anyone, everyone thought this was a small matter that Xue Zheng had tossed about, and it happened to be convenient for his own people to get together.

The first floor is a bar, and the first and second floors downstairs are his and Song Bei'an's private wine cellars.

Song Bei'an likes wine, but not so much.

I'm not particularly keen on wine storage, but I like to fill the walls with good wine. I probably think it looks... stylish.

The wine opened today was given by Gu Xichuan when Song Bei'an went abroad three years ago.

At that time, Song Bei'an got two bottles of wine from Gu Xichuan, and he was overjoyed. He urged Xue Zheng to protect them and not to neglect them. Even in the later period, he drew pictures himself and designed fashionable hangover utensils.

All these behaviors showed that Song Bei'an attached great importance to these two wines.

Xue Zheng patted his chest and assured: "It is absolutely impossible for Li Daitao to be stiff and the civet cat to replace the prince. I personally sealed the box and kept it. I can treat things that you value so much as I like?"

Song Bei'an Cheng's face was ugly and he didn't say a word.

Xue Zheng's tone became more and more serious, because he seemed to realize that if there was something wrong with the wine, it would be a small shame today, but something hidden behind it...

The two entered the second floor. In order to maintain a good storage environment for the wine cellar, the internal circulation system of the two basement floors increases by several million every year, so the wine stored here is quite safe.

Xue Zheng quickly took out the bag from the locker, "You came here with this bag."

Song Bei'an took a look at the bag, and saw that it was named as a famous wine, but it was produced in Qingdu City!

Seeing Song Bei'an's ugly face, Xue Zheng couldn't help leaning over to take a glance.

"what--"

Song Bei'an immediately shot Xue Zheng with his eyes, and Xue Zheng immediately covered his mouth.

"Then that...then what, local, local, local." Xue Zheng smiled.

Song Bei'an threw the packing bag angrily, and responded with a black face, "Can't I read?"

"I know, of course I know."

Xue Zheng was sitting directly on the table, this situation is embarrassing, now, this wine is indeed... um, um...

Xue Zheng couldn't make jokes. The relationship between the Gu family brothers was tense and sensitive. No matter how good the relationship is, it's not easy to joke about this matter, and it's not easy to make random guesses.

"What do you think this means?" Song Bei'an asked Xue Zheng.

Xue Zheng was taken aback, "Ask me?"

He was startled for a second, and immediately said with a smile: "Young Master Song, you have a good question, probably..."

Shrugging, I couldn't find a suitable reason for a while.

"Brother probably wants to test me, to find out if I have achieved anything in eating, drinking, and having fun." Song Bei'an said slowly.

Xue Zheng smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's right."

Song Bei'an strode away from the bar, and not long after, he went back and took away the packaging bag, along with an unopened bottle of wine.

Xue Zheng hurriedly caught up with Song Bei'an, "Shall I ask Hua Zi to send you?"

"No need." Song Bei'an refused.

Xue Zheng understood Song Bei'an's mood at this time, and hurriedly asked: "Then you finally persuaded Miss Su, will you still recommend it to Mr. Gu?"

"Look again."

After Song Bei'an finished speaking, he immediately turned around and glared at each other, "Are you interested in my private affairs?"

"No, no, no... it's purely a matter of concern between brothers." Xue Zheng said with a smile.

Song Bei'an got into the car, and the driver took him home.

Ms. Song Youzhi was sitting in the hall, looking like an expensive wife, with a serious face.

"You know you're back?"

As soon as Song Bei'an entered the door, Ms. Song's majestic voice came over.

In the past, Song Bei'an would have been the first to explain all kinds of nonsense with haha, trying to be cute in front of his mother to make her happy.

But today, the mood is really bad.

"Beian!" Seeing her son ignoring her, Ms. Song raised her voice.

Song Bei'an turned around, "Ms. Song, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Ms. Song found out that something was wrong with her son, and instead of pursuing his "escape" today, she became concerned about him instead.

"What's wrong? I'm out of my mind."

"fine."

"Your father is at home, go say hello." Ms. Song reminded.

Song Bei'an was very annoyed, "Mom, what year is it now, do you still have to say hello in the morning and evening?"

"Hey, you bastard, what's wrong with you coming back from outside and saying hello to your parents that you're home?" Song Youzhi asked coldly.

Song Bei'an went to the study with his head buried, but he came out in less than a minute.

For this quick greeting, Ms. Song also had an opinion, and said with a straight face:

"Are you so unwilling to get along with your father? I am very dissatisfied with your mock answer yesterday. You don't agree with my plan. You can discuss it with your father. How do you think he will deal with it?"

"You and Dad's business management philosophy is outdated, and the management method needs to be updated." Song Bei'an said.

"You damn child..."

"Okay, let's talk about today's matter tomorrow."

"Breakdown?" Ms. Song asked suddenly.

Song Bei'an paused, but did not respond.

Ms. Song smiled gloatingly, "It's strange that there are still people who look down on my son."

"The opponent is too strong, so don't blame me for not being good enough."

As soon as Song Bei'an said this, Ms. Song understood instantly.

"What? Is there anyone better than my son in Qingdu City? Are you lying to me?"

Song Bei'an stopped, turned around, and said, "Ten times stronger than your son."

"Beian." Ms. Song shouted helplessly, "Don't lie to mom, there is no such person in the whole world."

"Have."

Song Bei'an stood on the stairs, met his mother's eyes, and said seriously:

"My elder brother, Gu Xichuan."