New Year's Eve.
Some people return to their hometown with their luggage on their backs.
Similarly.
There are also people who travel thousands of miles to travel to other places.
The same thing.
It’s all for our loved ones.
The snow-white Airbus streaked across the sky.
Even though the climate in this Mediterranean pearl is warmer than that in China, Luo Han couldn't help but fold his black coat when he got off the plane.
There was no pomp and circumstance. This big boss who had the power to seize life and death traveled in a simple car. Like his younger brother, he only brought two subordinates with him.
This is Sicily after all.
It is the headquarters of the Mafia.
The Mafia is his close partner.
"Mr. Luo."
The friendship established by such long-term interest exchanges is trustworthy. For Luo Han who came from afar, Fernando, the senior mafia leader, gave extremely high courtesy and sent An impressive motorcade picked up the plane, and I was even present in person.
Dozens of handsome men in suits stood with their hands behind their hands, their faces stern, like sculptures.
Passengers coming in and out all looked sideways, their heartstrings tightened, and they subconsciously slowed down their steps.
As the uncrowned king of this land, Fernando held his head high, ignored others, and walked towards Luo Han with a smile on his face.
Luo Han also raised a bright smile, and at the same time, raised his hands.
The two big bosses who have everything to do with their respective territories embraced each other warmly.
“Welcome to Sicily.”
"Mr. Fernando, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still as handsome as before."
Although they have close interests, the two of them don't meet many times.
If Luo Long hadn't "disappeared", I'm afraid this opportunity wouldn't have been created.
"Mr. Luo, you are much older."
After the hug, Fernando took a half step back and looked Luo Han up and down.
Luo Han smiled heartily, "Time makes people grow old. If Mr. Fernando has any good prescriptions to maintain his appearance, don't be stingy."
"If Mr. Luo needs it, we have all those medicines. It’s available, but you have to declare it in advance, the effect is not very good,” Fernando responded humorously.
Luo Han smiled and said nothing.
“If you want to stay young, the most important thing is to have a good attitude.”
Luo Han agreed and nodded with a smile: “That makes sense.”
Fernando held out his hand.
Both parties get on the bus.
Under the awe-inspiring eyes from all directions, the sturdy motorcade started one after another and gradually moved away. Half an hour later, they arrived at Fernando’s winery.
That’s right.
This is the winery that was baptized by gunfire.
And most importantly.
The winery presents the most authentic appearance - still maintaining the appearance of the day it was attacked.
The convoy passes through the ruined plantation.
Luo Han looked away from the window, his expression was natural, as if he could not see anything unusual outside, "Mr. Fernando, is this a vineyard?"
Fernando, who was riding in the same car, looked at Outside the window, he sighed with regret, "It used to be. In the past, every autumn, this place would be quite busy and beautiful."
Of course, Luo Han was not a newbie, and he did not ask reckless questions.
I thought that the plantations on the outside were just for decoration, but I didn’t know that once inside, the main building of the manor was even more miserable.
Walls collapsed everywhere.
All the glass is missing.
It may not be easy to restore the winery to its original appearance 100% in a short time, but if Fernando is willing, it can at least have a certain degree of concealment.
But he didn't.
We will treat others with sincerity to the extreme.
"Mr. Luo, we're here."
The car door was opened by the mafia followers, and Luo Han stepped onto this ravaged land.
Standing in front of the miserable main building of the winery, this oriental hero-level character still didn't have much expression.
"Mr. Fernando, your decoration style here is really unique."
"Heroes see the same thing, and I think it's pretty good too. Please."
Although the outside is devastated, the inside of the building is It has still undergone basic repairs, otherwise Fernando would not have chosen this place to entertain guests, no matter how close the relationship was.
The guests and hosts took their seats.
Luo Han sat where Luo Long once sat.
The servants began to serve the dishes.
"This is a newly developed wine, Mr. Luo, give it a try."
Fernando poured the wine himself.
Luo Han picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
“How was it?”
"Fernando is becoming more and more knowledgeable about the tastes of our Chinese people."
Luo Han expressed his attitude in a simple sentence, and then asked neatly: "How much does this wine cost?"
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My brother has no audio or video, but he still wants to discuss business.
But this is the difference between big shots and ordinary people.
If you have interests in paving the way, and then ask others to help, the effect will definitely be much better than asking directly.
“50 euros.”
Fernando was also quite happy.
From the perspective of two people, negotiating such a business seems relatively cheap, but you must know that not only the beverage industry, but also all fields, the middle and lower classes are the main force of consumption.
So the cross-border trade between the two has always focused on this huge market. 50 euros is already considered a high price in their cooperation.
Luo Han took another sip of wine, this time he seemed to be more careful.
Fernando looked satisfied.
This is how business should be done.
Only when you are responsible for yourself can you be responsible for others.
“I think the price of 50 euros is low. If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t mind paying a higher bill for this glass of wine.”
Luo Han said bluntly.
Fernando smiled and said, "How much does Mr. Luo intend to pay?"
"100 euros is definitely no problem."
Luo Han directly doubled the price.
50 euros seems insignificant to both of them, but what if the amount is enlarged?
This is just the price of a bottle of wine.
As a country with the largest population, and foreign wine is highly sought after, in the face of such a huge market, a unit price difference of 50 euros will cause a terrifying disparity in interests.
"Mr. Luo, just because you are willing, does not mean that the people of China are willing."
Fernando seems to have doubts.
It’s not shabby to make money.
But don’t be too... greedy.
"Mr. Fernando, we have cooperated for so long, can't you still trust my judgment?"
Luo Han was calm and determined, "For 100 euros, we Chinese people must have countless people who are willing to do it. Pay the bill.”
As a dealer, we should strive for more benefits for consumers.
But Luo Han did the opposite.
Perhaps this is why his career is so successful.
If the cost price is low, how can we raise the selling price with peace of mind?
The wool comes from the sheep.
Of course.
This also shows Luo Han’s sincerity.
As a sole agent, Luo Han has actually always had independent pricing power in his cooperation with Fernando.
In other words, no matter what the cost price he gets for this wine, it will not affect his selling price in the end.
For example.
Fernando sold him a bottle of wine for 100 euros, and he could sell it for 5,000 RMB in China.
Fernando sold him 50 euros, and he could sell it for 5,000 euros!
Anyway, there are more and more wealthy people in China now. As long as the marketing is done well, there will definitely be no shortage of people who are willing to pay for foreign wine.
"How much do Mr. Luo plan to sell for it when he takes it back?"
Fernando asked a rare question. In previous cooperation, he had never asked similar questions. After all, he only made his own money. After others returned, How much he can earn has nothing to do with him, it’s someone else’s business.
“I have nothing to say on the pricing issue. It needs to be investigated and decided by relevant people.” Luo Han’s textbook-like perfect answer.
This "appropriate" is undoubtedly used very cleverly.
It must be nothing more than the difference between cutting leeks and killing pigs.
“Actually, I envy Mr. Luo.”
Fernando said inexplicably.
“Why do you say this?”
“The people there are really too generous and generous.”
Fernando sighed meaningfully.
"Mr. Fernando, China is still a developing country."
Hearing this, Fernando burst into laughter.
“cheers.”
Luo Han took the initiative to raise his glass.
The necessary preparations have been made for the atmosphere. Now that it is almost done, Luo Han finally brings up the topic.
"Is there any news about my brother now?"
Fernando did not answer directly, but said with emotion: "Mr. Luo, you are really a competent brother."< br>
"I only have this younger brother. If anything happens to him, I can't explain it to my parents underground."
Luo Han's tone of voice was not deliberately exaggerated, but the brotherhood revealed in it Deeply touching.
There is indeed no absolute good and evil in this world.
Fernando nodded, "I also have a brother, but he is just a drunkard and a gambler. He cannot be compared with Mr. Luo."
Pause for a moment, this mafia boss He continued: "Mr. Luo, I said, you don't have to worry at all in Italy."
Luo Han understood what he meant, and his depressed mood finally improved a little.
He stared at Fernando, who was the equivalent of God in Italy, "Where is my brother now?"
"Has Mr. Luo eaten?"
Fernando was inexplicable. ask.
Luo Han was caught off guard, faced Fernando's gaze, and nodded.
“Are you ready to drink?”
Fernando asked again.
Luo Han was inevitably weird, but he nodded again.
Seeing that the guests were already eating and drinking, Fernando, who was doing his best to serve the guests, slowly put down the tableware.
"The dragon has been found. I originally planned to tell you, but you were already on the plane."
Hearing this, Luo Han's heart finally dropped.
It seems that I am still worrying too much.
After feeling relaxed, uncontrollable anger immediately emerged involuntarily.
When I gave him this task, I specially warned him, but he ignored it, and even had to leave his daughter and run to Sicily during the annual New Year.
Luo Han, who had decided to teach the other party a lesson, said in a deep voice: "Mr. Fernando, where is he?"
"Here he is."
Luo Han was startled. Looking at each other in surprise.
Fernando smiled and nodded, "If you have eaten, come with me."
The two of them stood up one after another,
The two men accompanying Luo Han wanted to follow, but they were stopped by Fernando's people. .
Luo Han understood this.
When in town, do as the Romans do.
Since you are a guest, you must maintain basic respect and trust for the host.
“You stay here.”
Fernando leads the way.
At that time, the escape direction was upward, but today, the person led by Fernando changed from a younger brother to an older brother, and the direction also changed from upward to downward.
The two came to an underground corridor,
There are exquisite sculptures on both sides of the corridor, which are motionless. In addition to the artistic atmosphere, they give people a vague sense of eeriness and fear.
But for a person like Luo Han, nothing happened, but looking at Fernando's back in front of him, for some reason, he always had a vague feeling of strangeness that he couldn't explain.
Through the corridor, a door appears in front of you, and inside the door is a staircase that spreads downward.
Two dim yellow lights were hung on both sides of the door.
It was quiet inside the door.
“Where is my brother?”
Fernando turned around and looked at Luo Han, “In the wine cellar below.”
In the wine cellar?
What are you doing in the wine cellar?
Luo Han frowned slightly and looked at Fernando.
Fernando smiled without urging or saying a word.
Luo Han withdrew his gaze and looked at the dark door with a calm expression as he took steps forward.
He passed Fernando and walked down the steps first.
Fernando, who was standing by the door, turned around, blocked the light, and followed behind him calmly.
"Tap, step, step..."
The steps are actually not long. After all, it is a wine cellar. How deep can it be? Maybe it is a psychological effect. It feels like I have walked for a long time.
This wine cellar is very large, generally circular, and the four walls are built into built-in wine racks, filled with various wine bottles.
But it seemed that there had been an earthquake. Some wine bottles had fallen out and smashed into pieces, and no one had cleaned them up.
Luo Long looked around and then turned around.
“Where is my brother?”
indeed.
He looked around and found no trace of Luo Long.
Or rather, the entire wine cellar was empty.
Fernando stood on the last step, still with a vague smile on his face.
“Look carefully.”
I don’t know if it was due to the environment, but his voice seemed a bit weird in the dark and silent underground wine cellar.
Fortunately, Luo Han is a man with a big heart. He turned around again and his eyes once again roamed around inch by inch.
Finally.
Fernando didn’t play tricks on him.
In a hidden corner of the wine cellar, Luo Han fixed his gaze and realized something was wrong.
It was darker there, but instead of finding a Luolong, I saw——
It seemed to be a cage.
Because he couldn't see clearly, Luo Han squinted his eyes and walked away.
One step.
Two steps.
The distance is getting closer.
The vision gradually became clearer.
That’s right.
This underground wine cellar actually contains an iron cage.
As the full picture of the iron cage was revealed, Luo Han discovered that there was another person in the cage!
Because the cage is too small, the people in the cage can only sit in a slumped position. I don’t know how long they have been in the cage. They may have fallen asleep from exhaustion, with their heads lowered and motionless.
A foul smell wafted over.
It’s the smell of excrement.
Although he lost his freedom like an animal, he was given a basic guarantee of survival.
There was a bowl of water in the cage, and a bowl of... something I couldn't tell what it was.
Luo Han seemed to realize something, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Staring at the person whose face could not be seen clearly in the cage, this powerful man in the country had a tense face. He couldn't help but clasped his hands and shouted tentatively.
"Luo Long?"
The voice was relatively low, even trembling slightly.
"Mr. Luo, you should speak louder."
behind.
When Fernando's voice sounded, the pitch was much higher.
The man in the cage finally woke up and raised his head, revealing a dirty face and dull eyes.
Inside and outside the cage.
Looking at each other.
Luo Han's mind went blank. (End of this chapter)