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Chapter 40 Brother, I was wrong!

It was only after the sun was over 30 o'clock, but my long legs were still sleeping. I threw down 30,000 yuan at the head of the bed and turned around and left.

Feeling the refreshing spirit, I finally understand the feeling of being a rich man and free, clearly marked the price, you are willing to be in love, fair and just, and you are not deceived.

Suddenly, he was very excited when walking. When Xia Long got into the car, he saw that the boss was full of red faces and couldn't help but say, "This kind of thing is normal. After all, you are still young and you always hold it in... it's not good!"

Johnson laughed and headed straight to the club. He was fierce and had a few more rounds with Miao Rui.

Don't get me wrong,

swim!

During the massage, I suddenly lost interest in No. 3. Thinking about it, Song Qiao is very good. The transaction is completed and it is clean. Even when I meet him during shopping, I can pretend not to know each other. No one will affect their lives.

Feelings are too heavy, especially for yourself. You can't see them since childhood. If you are not sincere, you would rather not be more relaxed.

Send Song Qiao 20,000 red envelopes to express his satisfaction. The other party immediately sent all the information to the email address, which was a pleasant formal cooperation.

Just flip through it, dozens of professional goods are real, and the list of thousands of people is all without makeup, making Johnson's eyes dazzled and dazzled.

Very good, very powerful.

Very yellow and violent!

In an instant, the local tyranny became more and more ethereal. The women in front of them were divided into two types: one is that they have physiological needs, and the vast majority of people who have money can make the devil push the grinding.

Then there is true love, a soul mate chosen from thousands of people who can stay together for the rest of their lives.

Life is full of joy,

A young man is not romantic!

I just woke up in the afternoon and received a private message from Lao Tan, wanting to meet alone, Davidoff Cigar Bar. When I entered the door, I found three floors, one floor for reception, display and sales space. The treasure of the store is Davidoff's giant cigar, weighing 20kg, with a total length of 2050mm, and it took more than 300 hours to complete it by hand.

Going up the second floor and entering the private room, Old Tan came up and smiled and said, "It's quiet, so it's convenient for us to chat with each other."

Sitting down, pointing to the cabinet and introducing, "Brother Zhuang likes to eat, brother, I like to take a sip. Come here if you have nothing to do, play with pipes and cigars."

He took out a box of tobacco and showed it: "Captain Black, Royal Royal, 42.5g paper bag, good quality, good taste, elegant fragrance, good taste, sweeter, strong and soft."

He took out a pipe and stroked it: "Heatherwood, Xindingwei Heather, is produced on the hillsides and rock walls of the Mediterranean, and grows very slowly. Take it deep into the ground and is located in the rhizome part between the rhizomes."

Gently knead the tobacco into the bowl with your hands until it naturally overflows the bowl. Then gently press it with your fingers until half the bowl is full. Sprinkle the second layer, add it until it is overflowing, and then press it until it is two-thirds full.

On the last layer, press the thumb hard, pick up the match, start ignition, the flames circle back and forth on the surface of the tobacco, and at the same time, lightly suck with the mouth, rhythmically until the entire surface is evenly ignited.

I saw that the surface of tobacco that had been flattened up due to heat, took a deep breath, and said with a full face: "If the tobacco is red, you can stop. Don't push the temperature too high to avoid affecting its flavor and even damaging the bucket wall."

He gently stroked his fingers to the pipe, and said, "This pipe is at least a hundred years old. It is amber. The higher the age, the better the wood, the more beautiful the texture, the more expensive the price. Of course, the best burning quality."

"Before World War II, a 250-year-old nodule can be found. Currently, the best rare heather is only 100 years old and is hard to come by."

After saying that, he took out the wooden box, opened it and took out a new pipe, and handed it to Johnson Chan, saying, "A corn core pipe, as the name suggests, uses specially planted corn, takes its cobs, and air-dried for about two years, then processed through other processes and finally glued."

"One corn ear can make two buckets. It has the advantages of light weight and good porous heat dissipation, and can also bring out its unique flavor when smoking."

"The price is cheap, and each piece is seven or eight dollars produced in the United States, and the domestic one is about fifteen yuan. It is the first choice for entry-level and is the most suitable for tobacco."

Johnson took it and played the pipe for the first time. The detectives on TV seemed to like this tone. Old Tan took it back, pinched a small amount of tobacco with his fingers, put it in the pipe and said, "If you want to fill a pipe of cigarettes, you need to be careful, patient, skill and experience."

"You must be clear about the size, shape, and factors such as the cutting characteristics, humidity, and type of tobacco. It seems simple, but it is actually the highest art of smoking a pipe. It requires continuous practice and experience and the greatest pleasure of playing and fighting."

Johnson took it, lit it with a match, took a light sip, and the fragrance spreaded, the taste was soft, the fragrance was elegant, and the strength was light.

As the tobacco continues to burn, the flavor also changes subtly, just like the top notes of perfume, the middle notes and the tail notes, which are very wonderful.

Johnson took a few simple sips and put down his pipe. After all, he rarely smoked, which was unhealthy, and was far less healthy than Xiangdao's health. Old Tan chuckled and said, "It's no other intention to invite brothers today. After all, they are all about investment. It's better to have a common language with those little kids, right?"

Staring at Johnson, he tentatively said: "You can get the limited edition Farah, can you do well in Europe?"

Johnson Smith smiled and said casually: "It's also about finding a fund to help invest and play around with it."

"Is that true?" Old Tan's eyes lit up, he straightened his body and asked, "I have contact with him too. I don't know which company it is?"

A thought flashed through Johnson's mind and he pondered for a moment: "Have Vader Trust heard of it?"

"What did you say!" Suddenly, Old Tan seemed to be stepping on his tail, instantly bursting with hair, wide eyes, and said incredible: "Vide Trust..."

Johnson was stunned and looked at the other party's violent reaction. He originally wanted to test the depth of Vader and why...

"Brother, I was wrong!"

Lao Tan quickly stood up, didn't know where to put his hands, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said in shock: "MYGOD, you are actually a customer of God's Hand!"

God's Hand? This time Johnson changed to Johnson was a little confused, but he smiled but didn't say anything. Old Tan seemed to know some inside story?

Seeing that Johnson was expressionless, Old Tan felt even more impressed. He originally wanted to touch the bottom, but the result...

At the slogan of Johnson, he sat down again, smiled bitterly, "Good guy, that guy Kuanzi said you have a net worth of at least a few billion?"

"It must be US dollars?"

"The Hand of God is a myth in the investment circle, and the legend is that there is no 5 billion dollar door!"

"For a hundred years, only serve the world's top powerful people. The dragon has never seen its head and ends. It even once thought it was just a rumor that spreads rumors..."

Old Tan became more and more excited as he spoke, and said shockedly: "I was fortunate to hear a big bull say: There is only one sentence circulating in the circle, and Vader can handle anything except death!"

Looking back on the style of that old man Davis, Johnson nodded in empathy. It turned out that Vader is really so awesome?

He waved his hand and said lightly: "It's not that amazing. He usually does things very well. He has been working together for many years and is quite easy to use."

After hearing this, Lao Tan ran over ten thousand mud horses in his heart. He is worthy of being a customer of God's hand. He is so beautiful and refined, just like a surging river...

Without any doubts about SC Johnson, the senior members of Chang'an Club easily get a limited edition Farah, which is a real record.

I originally wanted to test and see if there was any opportunity to cooperate, but the little fox met the big tiger, a big tycoon who could join Forbes.

He instantly corrected his attitude and smiled and said, "You are back home to invest this time? Just say anything you need to serve!"
Chapter completed!
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