Xia Ye smiled and said: "I have indeed done some research on "Sun Tzu's Art of War". I'm afraid there is no one who has set foot in the business world who has not read "Sun Tzu's Art of War", right?"
The old man in his 60s curled up his mouth and suddenly blew directly on the mouth of the bottle of Moutai.
After tasting the fine wine from the 1950s, the old man in his 60s smacked his lips and said: "I have missed this sip for a long time. I never thought that a young man like you could get a wine of this vintage. It seems that you are not a simple person."
"Old man, you have to keep your word! I've given you the benefits, so it's time for you to tell me what you know, right?"
The old man in his 60s pouted at a villa across the lake and said, "Do you know who lives in that villa opposite? That's a man of great influence who will make the whole of Gusu tremble when he stomps his feet."
Hearing this, Xia Ye quickly looked towards the villa pointed by the old man.
But I found that the villa was at the front of Area A.
Look carefully, it's Building A1!
The lake view villa bought on Xia Ye is located on A3.
As for A1, which tends to be the most central location of lake view villas, it must be bought by people with more prominent backgrounds in Suzhou.
A trace of surprise flashed in Xia Ye's eyes, and she asked urgently: "Old man, do you think he is the top leader in Gusu?"
The old man in his 60s sneered and said: "Young man, you think that one person in Gusu can cover the sky, but you are still far from it."
Xia Ye took a breath and said, "Is that just to save the leader?"
"Hahahaha... I have to give him a few points to save him a lot of money. I can't say more if it's unnecessary. My fishing time is over today. Young man, we'll see you later!"
The old man in his 60s shook the Moutai from the 1950s in his hand, smiled up to the sky, picked up the fishing gear and left.
"Old man, doesn't this mean you cheated me out of a bottle of wine without saying anything?"
The old man in his 60s held Maotai in his hand, turned around proudly and said: "How can it be called a trap if something you and I agree on? You just asked me to introduce who lives here, but you didn't say how many people you want me to talk to. !”
"Old man, you're being ridiculous!"
This is a rare loss since Xia Ye was reborn.
Ginger is still spicy!
The sixty-year-old man seemed to have said nothing, but he seemed to have said everything.
The real age of the reborn Xia Ye can be said to be an old man in his fifties. He is still too young to play tricks with such an old man in his sixties.
Seeing the sixty-year-old old man walking away, although Xia Ye felt unwilling, it was not without gain.
At least he understood one thing, that is, the people living in Building A1 would not even take the provincial leaders seriously in terms of their status in Gusu.
Xia Ye straightened her collar, got into the driver's seat of the Ferrari 456, and left the lake view villa.
the other side.
The 60-year-old man carrying a half-full bottle of Maotai was walking towards the villa in Building A1.
When he was about to arrive at Villa A1, a middle-aged man over fifty suddenly leaned over and shouted at him: "Mr. Mu!"
The name of the old man in his 60s was Mu Dakang. He was exactly the big shot in Gusu City that he had just told Xia Ye that his feet would tremble even if he stomped.
He was one of the top ten generals of the founding of the People's Republic of China and had made great achievements on the battlefield.
In his early years, he held important positions in the imperial cabinet, and in terms of national hierarchy, he achieved achievements that others could not achieve in half their lives in his early forties.
However.
During the civil strife in the 1960s, Mu Dakang was persecuted by traitors and never recovered.
He watched helplessly as the friends in the imperial cabinet who had been with him through life and death were persecuted one after another. He immediately broke with the national class and broke away from the imperial organization forever. From then on, he lived a wandering life for twenty years.
He dug ginseng in Changbai Mountain, which is known as a place of bitter cold, rode a camel in the Tagmu Desert, and even experienced the terrifying altitude sickness in the towering clouds of Uzang...
Those experiences at the border were something he would never forget, even unforgettable.
He once swore a poisonous oath in his heart, one day he would break through this and see the light of day again!
Finally in the 1980s, Mu Dakang endured the humiliation, was rehabilitated, and resumed his important position.
However, the once iron-clad man turned into an executioner and carried out a bloodbath and massacre of all the members of the imperial cabinet who had persecuted him.
Group after group of opponents who had once stepped him into dust fell, allowing him to blow the horn of victory.
After ten years, he cleared all obstacles and climbed to the highest mountain.
It was not until five years ago that, according to the provisions of the New Testament of the Empire, he withdrew from the stage of history and returned to his hometown of Gusu to live the life he longed for, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan.
Mu Dakang handed the wine bottle in his hand to the middle-aged man's hand and said lightly: "It is said that the Sima family in the imperial capital wants to establish a foothold in Gusu recently?"
"That's right! And the Sima family is very courageous. Even your people, Mr. Mu, are not taken seriously by the Sima family."
Mu Dakang smiled and said: "He is sure that there is more energy behind him, and he thinks that I will turn a blind eye. But the Sima family may not know my temper."
"Mr. Mu, I'm going to give the order right now."
Mu Dakang took a sip of the wine handed over by the middle-aged man, smacked his lips and said, "Old Hu, come and try this Moutai from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It's delicious!"
The middle-aged man declined tremblingly: "Mr. Mu, how dare I drink your wine?"
Seeing the middle-aged man leave dejectedly, Mu Dakang laughed and cursed: "Nothing to show for it!"
At this moment, a young man about twenty-five years old suddenly came into the villa. He walked in with a smile and a few bottles of good wine in his hand.
"Grandpa, your grandson is here to see you!"
Mu Wuluo smiled and bowed to Mu Dakang, then shook the wine in his hand and said: "Look what my grandson brought you? These are the national cellars!"
"I'm tired of drinking Guojiao."
"Then you try this Moutai from the 1960s. I got a bottle of it through the help of many friends." Mu Wuluo said smugly.
He thought that finding Maotai from the 1960s would give Mu Dakang some more praise.
Unexpectedly, Mu Dakang curled his lips and said: "What's so strange about Moutai in the 1960s? Look at the age of Moutai in grandpa's hand."
Mu Wulue picked up the bottle and frowned: "Let me take a look... Maotai from 1959? This bottle looks dirty. Grandpa, could you have drank fake wine? There are many fake wines on the market. Those wines from the 1950s have long been extinct, right? This bottle of 1969 Maotai in my hand was obtained through a lot of connections."
Mu Dakang kicked Mu Wuluo on the butt and cursed: "What a lie. Your grandpa and I are older than the age of this wine. How can I still drink it and taste it real?"
Mu Wu Lue said a little aggrievedly: "Grandpa, who is so generous and willing to give you such a good wine to drink?"
Mu Dakang grinned and said: "A very interesting young man."
