Chapter 10 of 10

Chapter 10

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Tom, feeling as if he had discovered a treasure, followed the strange and alluring aroma of the wine. With his extensive experience, he could determine from the exceptionally fragrant smell alone that this wine was no ordinary drink.

Tom sniffed the air from time to time, unable to contain his eagerness to taste this rare and precious wine.

In fact, it wasn't just Tom who noticed the fragrant aroma. At the exhibition, many people like Tom began to follow the scent of the wine, including the other tasters from the Roche company who were acting independently.

Before long, a growing crowd gathered around Yi Xingchen's booth.

"Forgetful Wine? What kind of wine is this, and why does it smell so good!"

"Ten thousand yuan per bottle! That's not cheap!"

"Hey, hello, can you give me a taste?"

The onlookers chattered incessantly, finally unable to resist the allure of the wine, and asked Yi Xingchen for a taste.

Seeing that Tom had indeed come to his booth, Yi Xingchen felt even more confident and composed. He smiled and patiently introduced the wine to the crowd: "Hello everyone, this Forgetful Wine is a family heirloom, but the supply is limited. I'm sorry, but I cannot offer free samples. Only those who are willing to pay can taste the wine. Of course, I guarantee that no one who buys it will regret spending the money."

"Is that true or not?"

"Boss, how can we know if you're lying if you don't let us taste it? It would be a waste of money."

The crowd, led by Han Tian, found it hard to accept. After all, it seemed absurd and unbelievable to spend so much money without being able to verify the quality of the product.

However, Yi Xingchen remained unmoved by the crowd's persuasion and even their doubts. He was filled with confidence, remembering the wonderful feeling he had when he drank the Forgetful Wine.

"I only have ten bottles of this rare Forgetful Wine, and it's a limited edition. Once they're sold out, that's it. I can't offer free samples, so I hope you understand," Yi Xingchen explained. He then glanced subtly at Tom.

At this moment, Tom, who had squeezed through the crowd, heard Yi Xingchen's explanation about not offering samples and immediately called out, "I'm willing to buy a bottle of Forgetful Wine."

Yi Xingchen, finally getting the response he was waiting for, was overjoyed. He immediately took out a piece of paper and handed it to Tom. On it was Yi Xingchen's bank account number.

Yi Xingchen continued, "Sir, as long as you transfer ten thousand yuan to this account, you can get a bottle of Forgetful Wine." He paused and added, "I'm standing right here. You can taste it on the spot. If it's not as advertised and you think I'm lying, you can report me to the police."

Tom looked at Yi Xingchen's open and natural expression. Yi Xingchen was right; in front of so many people, he wouldn't dare to do anything dishonest.

Tom, being a man of action, didn't hesitate. He immediately had Luo Jiahui complete the bank transfer on his phone.

In less than a minute, the confirmation message for the bank transfer appeared on Yi Xingchen's phone.

Yi Xingchen checked the message, saw the ten thousand yuan had been transferred, and smiled. He picked up the wine bottle, poured a glass of Forgetful Wine, and handed it to Tom: "Sir, you can taste it yourself and see that you didn't make a mistake."

Tom carefully took the glass, sniffed the aroma, brought it to his lips, and took a small sip, savoring it. As Tom did this, the onlookers held their breath, watching his expression intently.

Tom closed his eyes, and a look of pure enjoyment appeared on his face. It was clear to everyone that the Forgetful Wine was indeed of the highest quality. For a moment, everyone was eager, waiting for Tom to confirm their judgment with a word or two.

In this exhibition, even if the people who appeared on the first day were not wine enthusiasts, they were all professionals in the wine industry and had a good understanding of wine. Especially the wine enthusiasts, they could easily imagine how good the wine Tom was drinking must be.

However, imagination is one thing, and uncertainty always makes people rely on others' opinions.

Tom didn't notice the intense attention from the crowd. At that moment, he was completely captivated by the feeling the Forgetful Wine brought him! In that instant, Tom forgot about the troubles of Roche company, the work pressure, and all the things that had been bothering him. He even felt a sense of contentment with life. This feeling gradually faded, but Tom couldn't help but recall the excitement of his early struggles in his youth.

"Great wine!" Tom couldn't help but exclaim.

Just as the crowd was getting excited again, a discordant voice suddenly came from the crowd: "This foreigner must be a plant for the kid."

Tom heard this, but he paid no attention. Instead, he quickly said to Yi Xingchen, "If all the wine you have is of this quality, I'll take it all!"

The crowd gasped in surprise.

Yi Xingchen was overjoyed. His goal was achieved because he had hoped to meet a big customer who could solve his problem in one go.

"The remaining nine bottles are of the same quality as the one you have. Of course, you can open each bottle and smell the wine inside! I think you can tell the difference without tasting it," Yi Xingchen said.

Tom didn't waste any time. He immediately instructed his subordinate to pay another ninety thousand yuan to buy the remaining nine bottles of Forgetful Wine (including the one that had been opened for a taste). Many of the onlookers, who also wanted to buy a bottle, were suddenly dissatisfied. Tom's action would cut off their hopes.

However, Tom wouldn't let them have their way. The payment was completed in just two minutes. Seeing the angry glares from the crowd, Tom even instructed his subordinate to protect the ten bottles of Forgetful Wine.

Yi Xingchen, having received the money, was in a great mood. With the goods sold out, he was about to leave after tidying up the promotional posters.

But Tom held him back and said, "Sir, I have a favor to ask and would like to talk to you. Could you please step aside for a moment?"

Seeing the sincerity in Tom's eyes, Yi Xingchen couldn't refuse his big customer. He smiled and replied, "Sure, please wait a moment."

Yi Xingchen quickly tidied up and followed Tom.

Tom requested a meeting room from the exhibition center management. The center did not refuse and quickly cleared a small multimedia meeting room for Tom and Yi Xingchen to have a private conversation.

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