Chapter 858: The chain of contempt of the rich (eighth update, please vote for me)

Ken is now working as a driver for a rich man.

Today he also took a break from his busy schedule to come back.

After grabbing a bottle of wine from Bant, Ken happily drove to work.

"Hello, Mr. Rosario." Ken greeted his boss as he watched him get into the car.

"To Beverly Hills."

When Rosario got in the car, he also picked up a bottle of red wine.

Rosario suddenly saw a bottle of wine on the front passenger seat.

"Then what kind of wine?"

"Mr. Rosario, I just went home. My father's friend gave me wine."

"Tsk...it doesn't even have a trademark."

Rosario said with a somewhat mocking tone: "Do you know Chateau Vallande Road? Or Chateau Margaux."

"Uh... I don't know."

"Ken, you don't even know these well-known wineries, why are you imitating others to drink red wine?"

Rosario picked up the red wine he brought: "Do you know how much this bottle of wine costs?"

"have no idea."

"Twenty thousand dollars, the 90 vintage of Valland Road Winery. There are less than a thousand bottles on the market every year. This is called red wine. Do you understand?"

Ken smiled, the first rule when being someone else's driver is not to argue with your boss.

He really doesn't understand wine, but he just likes the red wine sent by Chen.

For Chen Zhao, Ken has always been grateful.

It was Chen Zhao who saved him, dragged him out of the fire, and helped him resuscitate him.

And the two families have always had a close friendship.

The two families also move around frequently on weekdays.

And in his eyes, Chen Zhao was much richer than his boss.

As for his boss, Ken knows him well.

Rosario is actually a nouveau riche, engaged in transportation.

He owns ten trucks and has assets of over 10 million.

But after Rosario got rich, he also began to imitate the upper class.

Attend rich people's parties, or imitate others' drinking wine.

After arriving outside a villa in Beverly Hills, Ken was waiting at the door.

Judging from the posture, Rosario must be attending some party.

Rosario entered the villa, and there were already many people inside.

"Mr. Meyers."

The Meyers in front of him is the owner of this villa and the host of this party.

At the same time, he is also the object of Rosario's fawning.

Meyers is the owner of a local home appliance manufacturer in Los Angeles.

If Rosario can get Meyers' order, Rosario's company can increase its business by at least 30%.

"Hi, Rosario, you're here, come in and sit inside."

Meyers was a bit cool with Rosario.

He patted Rosario on the shoulder and planned to turn around and leave.

Meyers has always looked down on Rosario.

Nor did he think of Rosario as belonging to his class.

Because Rosario used to be a truck driver.

Rosario grabbed Meyers and said, "Mr. Meyers, I bought this specially for you. The 90-year-old wine from Valland Road Winery is hard to find on the market."

Meyers picked up the wine given by Rosario and looked at it, with a bit of ridicule on his face.

"Rosario, do you know about red wine?"

"Um...I usually do research occasionally."

“Then did you know that the red wine produced by Valland Road Winery uses Blanche Cabernet Sauvignon, because the Blanche Cabernet Sauvignon is grown on the red soil in the suburbs of Paris, and the red soil there contains high alkaline amino acids. , so it is absorbed by the Cabernet Sauvignon Blanc, which also creates the special taste of the red wine brewed by the Cabernet Sauvignon Blanc. However, if the fermentation time is too long, it will destroy the taste, so the best vintage is 1996. Although the vintage One year higher, the price is 20% higher, but the amino acid content is also increasing year by year, resulting in astringent taste. 90-year-old wine is no longer edible. If you let me collect it, there is no shortage of red wine collections in my wine cellar. If If you give it to me to drink, I'm afraid you want me to vomit on the spot."

Meyers' words made Rosario blush and couldn't say a word.

Rosario doesn't know anything about red wine. He just memorizes a few expensive wine brands.

In his opinion, the older and more expensive the red wine, the better it tastes.

Although he himself couldn't figure out why.

Even at home, he would rather drink vodka, brandy or whiskey than red wine.

If it weren't for socializing, he wouldn't even spend $20,000 on a bottle of wine.

"Forget it, you also have good intentions." Meyers said lightly, as if the harsh words he just said were not his: "Come with me, I will take you to taste the real charm of wine."

Although Meyers looked down on Rosario, he also liked to find a sense of superiority in such people.

Meyers led Rosario into the hall.

At this time, many people had come to the hall.

Meyers clapped his hands gently and signaled the guests to quiet down: "Friends, I invited you here today specifically to share with you a bottle of wine I got."

As he said that, Meyers glanced at Rosario from the corner of his eye, and Rosario suddenly turned red.

Meyers put aside the wine given by Rosario, and then asked the servant to bring a bottle of wine.

"Hey, why don't you have a trademark?"

"Which winery is this wine from?"

“Isn’t this going to be a bar like Mara’s in Sacramento?”

Meyers glanced at the guests and did not expect that some of his friends would recognize the origin of this bottle of wine.

"Tola, is this wine sold in supermarkets?"

"It is only sold at Mara Supermarket in Sacramento, and it is limited edition. Only 40 bottles are sold every month, and each bottle sells for $60,000. There is no trademark, only the number on the bottom of the bottle."

"Is there anyone buying it?" someone asked.

"Haha... Because the brewer of this unknown red wine is brewed by the same person as Daydream. Do you think no one will buy it?"

Everyone gasped, daydreaming?

Who in the entire United States doesn’t know the name of Daydream now?

That was a bottle of wine that created a miracle in the tourism industry of a city.

A bottle of mythical wine.

Now, you can actually drink wine brewed by the same brewer.

Everyone no longer feels that the $60,000 is not worth it.

Instead, everyone looked expectant.

"Do you know how much I spent to buy this bottle of wine?" Meyers looked at everyone.

"Isn't it $60,000?" Rosario asked.

Everyone was rolling their eyes, since Meyers said that, it must be more than $60,000.