Chapter 567 Old things (fourth update, please vote for me)
Steven got excited and immediately closed the lid of the bamboo tube.
Khalifa Oliver also trembled and then woke up.
Khalifa Oliver looked at the bodyguard in front of him. The other bodyguard was much calmer.
Their reactions were completely different, the other seemed unaffected.
"Steven, what kind of wine is this?"
Steven wiped the tears from his face.
This wine is amazing.
Just the smell of wine can make people feel strong emotions.
"Steven, give this wine to me." Khalifa Oliver said.
Although the memories are painful, they are also happy.
Some memories have become blurry, but after the smell of wine, they begin to become clear again.
It's an intoxicating feeling, a feeling that makes people want to stop.
Just like the intoxicating aroma of wine, it makes people get stuck in it and cannot extricate themselves.
"No, my friend gave it to me."
Steven was equally reluctant to part with it.
He missed that feeling equally, which made people happy and sad.
In just a few seconds, I seemed to recall every bit of the past.
"Boss, I want to take leave..."
Khalifa Oliver glared at his bodyguards: "I'll give you three days."
"Yes, boss, goodbye."
"Then give me some." Khalifa Oliver requested again.
"Didn't you see? This kind of wine is packed in special containers. If you use other containers, the effect will definitely be lost." Steven looked very understanding.
"You asked me to come drink, right? Now that you have some good wine, why don't you hide it? Is this your sincerity?"
Steven really wanted to hide it and taste it by himself.
However, after Khalifa Oliver made it clear, he could only share it.
When the bamboo tube was opened again, although the aroma of wine was still overflowing, there was no such strong emotional impact.
But the aroma of the wine is even more fascinating.
"This wine is too fragrant. I have never smelled such a fragrant wine."
Khalifa Oliver is also a famous wine connoisseur and has a collection of wines from many wineries in her home.
But she promised that there had never been a kind of wine that made people feel so charming just by its aroma.
Steven poured a small glass for Khalifa Oliver: "You are not in good health, drink less."
Khalifa Oliver raised her head and drank it in one gulp.
"Remember the first time we met?" That scene suddenly flashed in Khalifa Oliver's mind.
Steven also took a sip, and an image flashed in his mind.
"That time I was filming my graduation project, and you were the only girl who came to the audition. You were wearing a floral dress, white, and very beautiful. I thought at that time, it would be great if you could be my woman. .”
"Remember that restaurant where you first asked me out?"
"Remember……"
As people get older, they have more memories.
However, they still had sweet memories in the beginning.
Gradually, the two began to quarrel.
"I said, I didn't cheat. It was the woman who ran into my room and arranged for a group of reporters to pretend to be the victim."
"Don't think that you can fool me again with such sweet words."
After a few more glasses of wine, the two of them turned into talking to each other.
"Remember at your fiftieth birthday party, I found male strippers for two hundred dollars each, ten in total." Steven said with a laugh.
"It's you! You old bastard."
"Remember eight years ago, when you were dating an old man, I was the one who asked someone to break his legs." Steven added.
"By the way, what's his name?" Khalifa Oliver couldn't remember.
"Here, have another drink and you'll be able to remember."
Steven poured the bamboo tube, but only a few drops of wine came out.
"The fu** is gone." Steven suddenly became anxious.
"Why is it gone?" Khalifa Oliver was also anxious. This was not enough, why was it gone?
"You should have sipped a little more just now."
"Old bastard, you drink less than me." Khalifa Oliver licked his lips, and the aroma of wine still filled his mouth.
The alcohol is mellow but not strong, which can make people's emotions fluctuate, but it won't give them a splitting headache.
"Ask your friend to send you two more bottles of wine."
Steven's eyes lit up, yes.
Steven dialed Chen Zhao's phone: "Hi, Chen."
"What are you doing Steven?"
"Chen, I've finished the wine you gave me. Please give me two more bottles."
"No, I brewed a few bottles myself and gave them to Rasfa, Zola, and my other friends. Don't tell me that we have such a good relationship, it's just that one bottle anyway."
"What? Just one bottle? Why don't you just give it to me? Just give me one bottle. Is there anyone else who would give a gift like this?" Steven yelled there: "Rasfa quit drinking recently, you gave him that Give it to me."
"Nonsense, you are my friend, and he is also my friend. It is impossible to give it to you without giving it to him." Chen Zhao replied: "If you still want to drink, go drink with others in the short term."
Steven thought, yes, go to Rasfa's place to drink.
"I'm going to Rasfa, will you go?" Steven asked.
"Go, of course."
…
"Fu**, you pay for my wine, you two thieves, thieves!" Rasfa yelled there: "I just took a sip, bastard."
With this mouthful of Rasfa, he was still savoring the sweet taste, lingering in those unforgettable years.
But by the time he came to his senses, Steven and Khalifa Oliver had already drank half of it.
"Rasfa, when did you become so stingy? It's just a bottle of wine."
"Who gave you a bottle of wine? This is the wine sent by Chen. Don't you know how precious the wine he gave you is?"
Rasfa grabbed the wine, but Steven held on to it. The two of them fought for it, knocking over the bamboo tube.
The two started to quarrel, and finally stopped after Khalifa Oliver dissuaded them.
"Someone, come and clean up the living room for me."
A maid came in with red eyes and tears on her face.
"What's wrong with you? Who bullied you at home?"
"Sir, no one bullied me, I just remembered when my grandmother was still alive." The maid choked with sobs.
"Is there magic in this wine?" Khalifa Oliver said in astonishment.
Both Steven and Rasfa stared at each other like fighting cocks.
They were both still blaming each other for spilling their drinks.
Now everyone has nothing to drink.
"No, we have to find a way to get a few bottles of wine from Chen."
"Chen said he didn't have many bottles on hand, and every friend was given one as a gift."
"By the way, he seemed to say that Zola also sent a bottle, and we asked Zola for it."
