Chapter 355: A Troubled Name

In fact, Sampson's words prove that when Americans speak, they like to exaggerate.

?When Zhen Fan came to Temecula's vineyard, Sampson was sitting in the office with a glass of red wine in his hand, looking out the window, trying his best to put on a pointing, unifying demeanor of the wine industry. Seeing Zhen Fan come in, he immediately turned around, put down his wine glass as if he had been spat with chicken blood, strode over, and gave Zhen Fan a strong hug.

"I feel like we are creating a dynasty!" Sampson's first words were full of pride. He looked at Zhen Fan with affectionate eyes, which made Zhen Fan's skin crawl.

"What do you want to say?" Zhen Fan hurriedly pushed Sampson away, keeping a distance from him, "Don't tell me you asked me to come here so quickly just to see you talking nonsense here."

"This is not empty talk." Sampson walked to the table, picked up a wine bottle, poured a glass of wine, handed it to Zhen Fan, with a smile on his face, "I don't know what you talked to Alfonso that day What, the result is such a wine, have a sip?"

Zhen Fan took it and looked at Sampson suspiciously: "Ours is already brewed? Why so fast?"

"It's very fast, but it's still brewed. Try it, I guarantee you will fall in love with it!" Sampson laughed at Zhen Fan, urging him to taste the wine quickly, "This is the first batch , very few, it's all for tasting, the second batch will be a lot, and the brewing time will be longer than this. And the taste will be better and more mellow than this one, imagine what it would be like the taste of?"

Zhen Fan took a sip lightly. The expression on his face froze. Sampson was right, the taste of the wine was very good, it was beyond my surprise, I thought the wine brewed this time would be better than h. c. d is a little bit worse, but what I didn't expect was that the difference is almost the same, or if there is a gap. It's all the kind of warm feeling brought by a very small inner breath.

"Very good wine!" Zhen Fan clicked his lips, then shook his head and looked at Sampson with a smile, "Now you should have a happy trouble. How do you plan to price this batch of wine? To h. How much impact will the sales of C.D have? Have you thought about it?"

"Of course. So what you said just now, the troubles of happiness, I very much agree with." Sampson scratched his hair, but there was not much hair on the top of his head. "What's your opinion?"

"Actually... there's no need to worry so much!" Zhen Fan thought for a while. Suddenly laughed, "Although the taste of this batch of wine is not much different from h.c.d, don't worry about how h.c.d is sold, you just need to set the price according to the taste. You have been drinking h.c.d for so long .c.d, but I didn’t understand it because I was stumped, in fact... h.c.d has gone far beyond the scope of wine?"

Sampson froze.

Then he suddenly looked at Zhen Fan in surprise and nodded repeatedly. Yes. h． c. d has gone beyond the category of wine. Now if you want him to come up with a paragraph about h. c. For d's advertisement, he will definitely come up with a paragraph: Since drinking h. c. d can go up to the sixth floor in one breath. Since drinking h. c. d, my waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer hurting...

To be honest, Sampson has already realized what Zhen Fan said. The wine brewed by Zhen Fan with his inner breath can indeed have a good effect on health care and strengthening the body, and even let people rise from the sense of taste to a spiritual enjoyment like a cloud. This is incomparable to the new wine brewed without inner interest.

"By the way, Zhen, as you said, give this wine a good name!" Sampson said to Zhen Fan suddenly, "Don't tell me you haven't thought of it until now!"

Zhen Fan was stunned, and then smiled at Sampson with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry..."

"Oh, don't be like this, what I'm most afraid of is hearing your words!" Sampson covered his face exaggeratedly, "This is your privilege, and no one else can replace it."

"Okay, I'll think about it again, think about it again!" Zhen Fan said with a guilty smile.

"Come on, tomorrow, Zhen, you have to think about the name tomorrow, and we have to print the label..." Sampson said, "Can tomorrow be okay? Please, Zhen, this is your property, you are the major shareholder, you are big boss!"

"Okay, tomorrow!" Zhen Fan rubbed his nose, "Give me two bottles of wine, I'll take them home, I want to taste them, and think of the name by the way!"

"No problem!" Sampson was overjoyed, and quickly took out two bottles from the cabinet. This guy filled the cabinet with this kind of wine, and it seemed that he was also obsessed with this kind of wine.

At this time, the office door knocked. Sampson said, "Come in!"

Alfonso. Janis appeared at the door. Like Sampson, he had an excited look on his face. He was even more so when he saw Zhen Fan. He took a step forward and tightly held the hand of Zhen Fan who had just stood up. He said tremblingly, "Thank you, Zhen, thank you so much!"

"Yes, thank me! But...why?" Zhen Fan looked at the agitated old man, and he was even more confused, looking at him inexplicably.

"It's wine, because of wine!" Alfonso stammered, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and finally he was able to make it clear, "A magical wine, a magical formula, Zhen, you let me brew it in my lifetime." This kind of fine wine, I will not live in vain in my life, and my name will be passed down to the world with this wine!"

It turned out that the old man was obsessed with this.

Sampson asked Alfonso to sit down and poured him a cup of coffee: "Take your time, Jennings, we are not in a hurry. Now... our competitors should be in a hurry, and Temecula Those vintners here, aren't you?" Sampson put the coffee in front of Alfonso with a smile.

"By the way, what's the name of this wine? We have to give this wine a great name, a great name that can be passed down to the world!" Somehow, Alfonso Jennings also thought of this episode, he looked at Sampson and said eagerly, then looked at Zhen Fan.

"Yes, I have already promised, I will tell Sampson the name tomorrow, don't worry, Mr. Jennings, I will be very careful, don't worry about this!" Zhen Fan was already beating drums in his heart, name? It seems that it is really a job that requires culture.

"That's good, Zhen, you will become one of the greatest winemakers of this era." Alfonso. Jennings' evaluation is really high.

"I think...if I must say that I am the greatest winemaker, then...Mr. Jennings, you are too. Because I am not the only one who made this wine, and you! Of course, if you want to make a record If there is a dynasty of wine, how can there be no Sampson?"

"You two are the greatest!" Sampson laughed too.

"How about... let's toast, for the sake of the new wine, and also for the future of our wine dynasty, how about we have a toast?" Zhen Fan suggested at this time.

"Very good idea!" Sampson smiled and took the wine from the cabinet, "Perhaps people will remember it in the future - the great wine empire was decided by these three characters in such an office. Got it! I love this proposal!" He set out three wine glasses as he spoke.

"I also like this proposal, so that we can go down in history!" Alfonso Jennings was overjoyed, he was naturally looking forward to it, it was an incomparable honor to be able to leave his name in the history of wine brewing, this kind of honor was more real than generous money rewards, and it was even more proud!

"Okay, guys!" After yy was over, Zhen Fan decided to return to the earth, "I'm going back, Sampson, for our future, I have to think of a good name."

"Tomorrow, I'll wait for your good news!" Sampson poured himself a glass again, and raised the glass to signal to Zhen Fan.

"Goodbye, Zhen!" Alfonso held Zhen Fan's hand tightly, as if he didn't want to let go.

The ideals of these two people are too lofty. Zhen Fan came out all the way and went straight back to the villa. At this time, Mia had already returned, and the Escalade in the garage had already parked there.

"Hi, Mia!" Zhen Fan walked into the hall, he couldn't see the kitchen from here, but Zhen Fan already felt that Mia was in the kitchen. Originally, he promised to cook dinner for Mia, but in the end it was Mia who was cooking dinner, and Zhen Fan felt a little sorry.

"Hey, Zhen!" When Mia was making dinner in the kitchen, she felt that Zhen Fan was behind her, and she turned her head and smiled at him, "It will be fine soon, you go to the hall to rest first!"

"Can I help?" Zhen Fan said to Mia, "Actually... I wanted to make you dinner too, but Sampson called, so I went to Temecula's Grape manor!"

"It's nothing, Zhen, I can understand!" Mia smiled, "Go and sit down, if you want to help, can you pour wine for us? Didn't you say you want to celebrate today?"

"Yes, no problem!" Zhen Fan smiled, walked into the restaurant, took out the two new bottles of wine he had just taken from Sampson's, and found two glasses, poured a little wine into each glass.

Mia brought the last dish, which was sweet and sour pork ribs. She likes to cook Chinese food more and more now, but she cooks less Western-style dinners. Taking off the apron, she washed her hands, walked over and sat down, looked at Zhen Fan who was sitting opposite, and smiled slightly, she really wanted to keep all this forever, it was so warm that she didn't want time to pass by .

"Can we start?" Mia asked softly.

"Of course!" Zhen Fan nodded and raised his wine glass. The two glasses touched each other lightly, making a crisp sound. Mia took a sip slowly, then her eyes lit up, and she looked at the wine with a smile on her face. Looking at Zhen Fan, "The taste is a bit different from h.c.d, but it's not bad. Is it the new wine you brew?" Mia is really smart.

"Yes!"

"What's the name of the wine?" Mia asked.

"You've stumped me!" Zhen Fan frowned, "I'm struggling with this problem right now. It's... too difficult. Come up with a wine name that can be passed down to the world!" (To be continued...)