Spike opened the case . It was filled with green cash . They were all new and emanated a sweet scent .
He took a wad out and checked . Then he took out another wad . It really was one million dollars .
“Where's the stuff I want?”
Spike tossed the bottle at him . The man hurriedly reached out, almost missing it . He also checked the bottle to make sure it was the right one .
“Mr . Spike, I'm only the middle man . You don't have to be so guarded against me . Our transaction is done, so I can reveal something . A bunch of people in L . A . are looking for you . You better be careful . I don't want to hear that you're dead . ”
Spike chose to trade with this man because he had the best reputation in this neighborhood . He rarely ever bit back . Spike took the money and left .
Just then, the man in black took out his phone . “h.e.l.lo, Mr . Ma.n.u.s? It's Figar Lewis . I got the item . ”
“Bring it to Beverly Hills . My boss is there . I'll send you the money . ”
“Okay, got it . ”
Figar Lewis bought the bottle from Spike, but he also didn't understand why Ma.n.u.s' boss would want an opened bottle of wine .
If it was a full 1842 red wine from Rawls Wine Cellar, he could understand . But the leftover one-third of a bottle? Was it really worth $1,500,000?
He personally guarded the bottle . Two cars were parked outside of Risfar's home . He clutched the bottle tightly . Thankfully, the other party didn't want to get into a conflict . The guy who walked out was familiar .
“Mr . Paul, can I help you?”
“Figar, Mr . Rasfa said that he wants the thing in your hands . ”
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“I'm sorry, it has an owner already . ”
“Mr . Rasfa can give you a higher price . ”
Figar's eyes shone . Just then, Risfar and some others came out of the manor . “You must be Figar, right? Where's my item?”
Figar didn't dare bargain with this man . He immediately handed the bottle into Risfar's hands .
Risfar took the wooden stop out and sniffed . Yes, this was the smell .
Paul looked at him . “h.e.l.lo, Mr . Risfar . I am Mr . Rasfa's butler . My name is Paul . ”
“h.e.l.lo . ” Risfar nodded slightly . “How may I help you?”
“Mr . Rasfa also wishes to have this bottle of wine . Mr . Risfar, are you willing to sell it?”
“I'm sorry . I don't have the habit of sharing things that I like . ” Risfar shook his head with a smile .
“Mr . Risfar, won't you listen to the price?” Paul felt that the man would be tempted by his price . Risfar was rich, but there was no reason he would reject a source of free income .
Risfar chuckled . “Oh, then what is the price Mr . Rasfa is willing to give?”
“Two million dollars . What do you think?”
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“Ha… Do you think I'm a beggar?”
“Three million . ”
“Okay, Paul . I need to rest . Please go back . ”
“Five million,” Paul tried again .
“Goodbye . ” Risfar went back to his manor without even looking back .
Helpless, Paul picked up his phone . “Mr . Rasfa, the wine is already in Risfar's hands . I offered five million, but he was still unmoved . ”
“Five million and he still wasn't willing?” Rasfa frowned .
Just what was the use of the wine? After all, the three most expensive bottles of wine in the entire world had been auctioned for $3 . 2 million, $2 . 88 million, and $2 . 1 million .
He'd offered five million dollars for the remaining one-third of the bottle, but Risfar was still unmoved . Even if the bottle was filled with diamonds, five million should be more than enough .
Rasfa couldn't handle the temptation . In the end, he called Chen Zhao .
“Chen, tell me the truth . Does the bottle contain wine or not?”
“Did you get it?” Chen Zhao asked .
“No . ”
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“Have Paul come over . I'll give you a bottle . Drink it with Zola . ”
“Tell me, what exactly is it?”
“That bottle can make someone ten years younger, but everyone only has one chance . One bottle can be shared between three or four people . ”
Rasfa felt like he was going to get a heart attack . “Chen, you're kidding, right?”
“If you don't want it, then whatever . I'm going to sleep in half an hour . ”
“Wait, wait . I'll go myself . ”
Less than ten minutes later, Rasfa was at Chen Zhao's door .
Chen Zhao shoved a bottle at Rasfa . “Don't ask anything . Each person only has one chance . Anything after that it is ineffective . You can share this bottle with three to four people . If there are more people, the effect will be reduced . You and Zola can drink half and save the rest, but I'm not sure what the preservation period is . And…I'm going to sleep . ”
“Chen, I love you!” Rasfa gave Chen Zhao a bear hug .
“Shut up . I know you can't wait now . Remember to call Zola . ”
“Zola, where are you right now?”
“I'm at the company . Why?”
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“Put down your work and come here . ”
“Dad, what's wrong?”
“Something very important . ”
Zola thought that something had happened, so she hurried back to Rasfa's manor . However, she found that nothing had happened to him . He was drinking wine in the yard .
“Dad, what's going on? What's wrong?”
“Sit down and drink with me . ”
Zola sat into a chair and Rasfa poured a gla.s.s for her . She took a sip . “Oh? Which winery is this from? It's so sweet . ”
After finis.h.i.+ng the gla.s.s, she picked up the bottle . “Poufet Winery? Their red wine isn't this taste . ”
She poured another gla.s.s for herself . “Dad, you called me back just to drink red wine?”
“Do you think it's worth it?”
“Okay, I forgive you because of the taste . ” They clinked gla.s.ses and Zola finished the gla.s.s in one shot . “Dad, let's go buy some more from Poufet . ”
“Ha…” Rasfa had a taste . He had to admit that this was the most delicious wine he'd ever drunk .
At that moment, Zola fell drunk and collapsed onto the table .
“Bring Zola to her room . ”
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