Chapter nine

As soon as the words came out, the whole room was silent.

No one would have thought that Pei Ershao specially ordered such a person to come here, not to pack him, but to open a drink.

This is the first reaction of everyone, and the second reaction is—

Louis the thirteenth?

Ten bottles? ?

After all, this is the top club in the entire S city, and it is not uncommon to have a drink. For example, the magic trick that young people are particularly fond of, that is, the game of opening six bottles of champagne of different colors at a time, is a daily operation in Huating.

But ten bottles of Louis XIII are completely different from these concepts of the same order of magnitude. The price of one bottle is enough for a luxury wine like Louis XIII that has to go through more than fifty years of barrel storage to get its name. Played the Shenlong set several times.

Plus it's ten bottles.

So when they heard Pei Ershao's order, everyone couldn't help but doubt their ears.

The people who were called by Lian Qing were the younger generation, most of them were the same second generation as him. They made some things based on the background of their family. money.

It is also because they entered the mall in person, they all know that it is not easy to make money. Although this group of people is playing crazy, they all know their own limitations and bottom lines. There is still some difference between what they do on weekdays and those who really have real financial power.

A person as rich and powerful as Pei Yusheng who can open Louis XIII as a beer is rare even in the second generation.

However, Ershao Pei's voice was low and his words were clear. Obviously, there was no possibility of wrong words. The companion on the side was the first to come back to his senses and slapped his chin sharply.

"Second Young Master is happy!"

"Great, Second Young Master!"

"Ten bottles! Opened!"

Others in the house reacted and cheered, and some even whistled.

Qi Ji, who was noticed as one of the protagonists, was also stunned for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't expect the other party to make such a move. After all, Qi Ji's deepest impression of the new president, except for the overwhelming sense of aggression, was the account that the other party had deducted his salary by ignoring sick leave and absenteeism.

Capitalists are the human form of capital. How could Qi Ji imagine that he would still have a day when the exploited classes would help him.

He and Pei Yusheng were very close, and the other party held his wrist with one hand. Although there were uniforms and bandages to block them and they didn't directly touch their skin, the discomfort after close contact with people was still very uncomfortable. Qi Ji caused a lot of pressure.

Not to mention, this man has his own deterrent against him.

——Pei Yusheng held it precisely, and the palm of his hand was covering the bandage on his forearm just across the uniform, which made people mistakenly think that he knew Qi Ji's injury.

Qi Ji secretly frowned.

In front of this man, he always felt as if he had been peeled off without any pretense.

In addition to the restraint of the forearm, the eyes cast by the people in the house also seemed to gradually condense into a solid body, which was heavily pressed on the body of the person being watched. The various smells in the box are mixed, making people feel more and more short of breath.

The two of them stood close, and Pei Yusheng Zhou's aura was clearly audible. Just like the first time we met in the office, the man had a fierce aura like a flame, mixed with a very light aftershave smell. , inexplicably reminiscent of the smell of sun drying.

It seems like the wind is blowing over the grass and the sun is shining brightly.

The man's breath gradually permeated, shrouded in from all directions, and gradually cut off those messy smells, but it made Qi Ji calm down a little.

Qi Ji responded in a low voice, "Yes, sir."

He was about to back away, but the restraint on his wrist tightened sharply.

"..."

Qi Ji was in pain, his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, he bit his lower lip unconsciously, and swallowed a dull pained cry.

Pei Yusheng's palm was still stuck on the bandage of his wound.

It's okay to hold it just now, but if you use force at this time, it is tantamount to criminal responsibility for the already sensitive Qi Ji.

Xu Shi noticed his trembling, and the man relaxed and let go of Qi Ji's wrist.

Qi Ji quickly retracted his arm, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment."

Afterwards, he exited the box and went to the wine store to get wine.

Ten bottles of Louis XIII is not a small business even in Huating, not to mention that Pei Yusheng ordered the most expensive wines, even including two bottles of black precious crystals. The ten bottles add up, and the price of drinks alone exceeds 2 million, not counting the additional service fee.

Qi Ji had just walked to the first floor of the wine store, when the manager who received the order message hurried over.

Lian Qing was originally a guest worthy of Huating's attention, but now he has received a big deal of ten bottles of luxury wine, so the manager naturally dare not neglect him. But when he learned that the waiter named by the guest to open the wine was Qi Ji, he couldn't help showing a suspicious look on his face.

He was familiar with the identity and background of this person. How could a poor boy who was so embarrassed that he had to rely on fisting to pay off his debts could have something to do with those rich and young people?

However, this order was given to Qi Zhi by name. Thinking of what he said ten minutes ago, "Don't think that you can get on the road by leading a rich person", the manager's face suddenly became more ugly.

Looking at Qi Ji who came to pick up the wine, the manager opened his mouth a few times, but in the end he didn't say anything about Qi Ji, and only urged in a vicious voice.

"Hurry up and send the wine over, and be careful with your actions!"

Qi Ji was silent, the ten ice box in front of him had been pulled open, he walked over, and in front of the manager, scanned the barcode on the wine cabinet and the barcode on his chest in turn.

Every time you scan, the scanner will emit a "beep" sound. Ten beeps, like ten loud slaps, hit the manager directly in the face.

After the ten bottles were swept, the manager's face was almost green.

After registering the wine box, it is time to serve the wine when it is of the best quality. Ten ice buckets were quickly laid out on the ground. Although the wine was designated for Qi Ji to serve alone, it was impossible for him to serve the wine alone. The extra nine waiters and Qi Ji together, plus three specially prepared ones. The sommelier, the group went to the box together.

Several tables in the box have been temporarily cleared out, the waiters filed in, and the manager walked in hurriedly, greeting everyone warmly.

Then the manager went to the table and wanted to greet the guest of honor who ordered the wine on the sofa.

Pei Yusheng lifted his eyelids and glanced lazily at the person, then smiled.

Before the manager could react, Pei Yusheng had already stood up, walked over, and took the bottle of Louis XIII from the ice bucket in Qi Ji's hand.

The icy water droplets rolled down along the smooth and crystal clear bottle body, with a refreshing coolness. When passing by the manager, Pei Yusheng said something lightly beside him.

There was still music playing in the box, and the others were chatting in twos and threes. The noisy background sound obscured Pei Yusheng's words. Even Qi Ji, who was closest to him, only heard a few vague words.

Not to mention other people in the house.

But Qi Ji stood close, and he clearly saw the manager who was nodding and bowing his face instantly changed his face, and the large beads of sweat came out directly from the shiny temples.

The manager looked at Pei Yusheng in panic, opened his mouth to speak, and his expression almost lost his temper.

The man didn't even look at the manager again.

He tilted his head towards Qi Ji: "Come here."

Qi Ji Yiyan walked over, and when he passed the manager, he clearly felt the other person's trembling.

The ice bucket was held in the hands of ten people, but Qi Ji, who was named, was required to open the wine. Standing at the table, he first wiped the water droplets off the bottle with a printed napkin, separated the cap cutter of the seahorse knife, removed the bottle seal, and wiped the mouth of the bottle with a new napkin. After that, he took out the Ah-So corkscrew for old wine, inserted it through the gap between the cork and the mouth of the bottle, and slowly twisted the cork upwards.

This series of movements is smooth and skillful, methodical, and in the eyes of others, it also carries a wonderful rhythm. Qi Ji's fingers were slender and white, and the fingertips were pink, which was contrasted by the dark wine bottle. The slender carpal bones are slightly raised, and the graceful lines extend into the cuffs of the uniform uniform, which even evokes the idea of ​​​​exploring it.

He stood there alone, and it was a pleasing scenery.

The surrounding light is bright, like a stage light shrouded. So many people in the room were watching his movements, and their eyes were gathering, and even the noisy voice was much quieter.

Like being bewitched by the beautiful scenery, there is no time to gossip.

Among all the people, Pei Yusheng was standing in the place closest to Qi Ji.

It's the kind of closeness that can pull people into his arms almost as soon as he reaches out his hand.

He watched Qi Ji open the wine, and looked at the handsome figure and silhouette of the other party.

The wine was ordered by Pei Yusheng, but a boy who was unaware of his own beauty was more tempting than a six-figure wine.

After the first bottle of Louis XIII was opened, the sommelier took it over. When Qi Ji was about to open the second bottle, Pei Yusheng suddenly came over and stopped behind him.

The man's arm brushed Qi Ji's side and covered Qi Ji's hand in a posture that almost wrapped the person in his arms.

It feels cold to the touch, slender, but not weak, with a sense of softness and strength unique to teenagers.

Qi Ji was startled by the sudden action and temperature.

The distance is so close that he can touch each other as soon as he turns his head. A man's body temperature can be felt through the uniform.

Pei Yusheng's hand was a whole circle bigger than his, and as soon as he covered it, he wrapped his hand completely. The man's hand is slender and strong, the light blue blood vessels on the back of the hand bulge slightly, the palm is warm and ironed, and the heat is slightly stunned, and there are some thin calluses inside.

Qi Ji has always been sensitive, and when this thin cocoon was rubbed against her, her fingertips were numb like electric shocks.

However, before he could feel disgusted, Qi Ji couldn't help thinking of the retired special soldier who taught him to fight when he was a child.

That person's palm also has this very special cocoon called the spear cocoon.

In fact, not only Qi Ji was slightly shocked, but everyone around him also didn't react.

They were still in a daze when they saw Pei Yusheng holding the waiter's hand, using this almost intimate gesture and ambiguous gesture to help someone insert the Ah-So bottle opener into the mouth of the bottle, and slowly turn the cork out. The whole bottle opening process was not hindered by the addition of one more person, and the movement was still smooth and fit like one person.

It's just that the body shape of the two of them is obviously different. Pei Yusheng circles people like this, and they can no longer see the actions of the waiter who is surrounded by his arms.

It's as if he deliberately hides people in his arms and does not allow others to spy on them.

The remaining eight bottles of Louis XIII were opened by Pei Yusheng and Qi Ji together. After each bottle was opened, the three wine tasters on the side took turns to pick up the bottles.

In Huating, luxury wines such as Louis XIII are usually opened directly by professional sommeliers. This time, Pei Yusheng named the waiter to open the wine, and the clubhouse still dispatched sommeliers to ensure that guests can maximize the Enjoy top quality wines.

The wine bottle was taken over, and the actions of the sommelier became more professional one by one, sobering up, turning the wine, pouring the wine, and every step was extremely elegant. Decanters, pipette siphons, Praise of Light crystal glasses, each exclusive accessory is luxurious.

A simple process of pouring wine shows the extremely high professional level of the sommeliers, which makes people involuntarily praise the heritage of Huating.

Pei Ershao's attitude was already so obvious, it was natural for others to stare at Qi Ji any longer, so they turned their heads to admire the sommelier's pouring action.

Seeing that the three of them acted so gorgeously, and the mellow aroma of wine was overflowing, everyone couldn't help but admire them, and their interest in wine tasting became a little higher.

Without the pressure from everyone's eyes, Qi Ji still couldn't relax.

His pressure at the moment comes from the man behind him.

This kind of close contact inevitably reminds Qi Ji of the first time he saw the president in the office. Although rumors are very popular in the company, Pei Yusheng himself does seem a little lazy, but the man is really serious. The deterrence and courage of the time are absolutely incomparable.

I think the experience of serving in the special forces for the past three years is not just for fun as rumors say.

In addition, Qi Ji himself is still difficult to adapt to the intimate contact that exceeds the limit, this time pouring wine seems to be more and more long for him.

It's just that Pei Yu Shengzhou's breath is quite refreshing, and it's not unpleasant. His palms were warm and wide, and the spear calluses in his dry palms always reminded Qi Ji of the veteran special soldier who taught him when he was a child.

The familiarity of this substitution has diluted the discomfort that should have been there a lot.

Therefore, although the back is a little stiff, Qi Ji has not shown any overreaction for the time being.

What Qi Ji didn't expect was that despite the ambiguous postures of the two, he had been paying attention to Pei Yusheng's actions, but the president did not make any outrageous actions.

Not only did not, starting from the third bottle of Louis XIII, after the attention of the people around him gradually attracted the attention of the sommelier, Mr. President also completely took over the wine opening work of Qi Ji.

To others, the actions of the two were still ambiguous, but the real situation was only clear to Qi Ji, who was in his arms - the remaining bottles of Louis XIII were opened by Pei Yusheng, and Qi Ji himself did not spend much effort.

No matter how vigilant Qi Ji was, Rao Shiqi couldn't think of the reason why the other party made this move-why did this high-ranking CEO suddenly show kindness and want to help him open a drink?

——Qi Ji was used to the pain. Although he was shaking with pain just now, he had already forgotten about the accident.

Besides, in his opinion, Ershao Pei doesn't seem to be such a considerate and kind person.

Qi Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief when the row of luxury wines was almost finished, and the tenth bottle of Louis XIII was already wafting from the crevice of the cork.

It's almost over.

Not only the psychological pressure, Qi Ji's palms were also frozen cold by the iced wine bottle. Although the back of his hand was covered with a heat source, his fingertips were still frozen to white and almost transparent.

It's just that before the real end, Qi Ji heard the voice of Pei Yusheng, who had been silent for a long time, coming from behind his ears.

"You don't like being touched?"

The two were already very close, the man's breath fell on the side of his neck intentionally or unintentionally, and Qi Ji, who had been frozen by Louis XIII for a long time, was scalded by the breath without any precaution, and his ears instantly became very beautiful. of red.

His physique is sensitive, and coupled with the unavoidable stimulation at close range, he has no way to control his body at all.

"..."

When Qi Ji reacted, it was too late to speak again.

Besides, he couldn't think of a good answer, and he looked embarrassed no matter what.

With the man standing behind him, Qi Ji couldn't see his expression, and didn't know how much the other party looked at his reaction. But before Qi Ji could answer, Pei Yusheng took it by himself.

With a soft sound of "Boom", the last bottle of Louis XIII was opened smoothly. Pei Yusheng did not hand the bottle to the waiting sommelier, but took it himself and asked Qi Ji in his arms.

"Want to have a drink?"

Qi Ji's eyes fell on the exquisite and luxurious cellared wine, which could be called a work of art just by looking at the crystal wine bottle.

He didn't expect Pei Yusheng to ask such a question.

The man's deep voice continued, falling into the ears close at hand, as if the mellow wine had begun to flow quietly.

"This is wine, a drink, it can also warm the stomach and nourish the blood vessels, which is good for the body."

Qi Zhi hesitated.

He doesn't like to drink, but if he really refuses and saves Pei Yusheng's face, he doesn't know what the consequences will be.

It is impossible for him to disobey his immediate boss in his own job, nor can he disobey the guests on this occasion.

So Qi Ji finally responded: "Sir, I will help you..."

"Need not."

His words were interrupted by Pei Yusheng lightly.

Pei Yusheng didn't ask Qi Ji to hold the wine glass, or even the sommelier to pour the wine. He hooked a Praise of Light with one hand, and the crystal cup glowed with icy dazzling light under the chandelier.

The man holds the wine in his right hand, turns the bottle, pours the wine, skillfully and elegantly, in one go. The action is not inferior to the three professional wine tasters in Huating.

Louis XIII has a unique aroma, and a large amount or a small amount will affect the concentration of the wine, so when pouring it into the glass, it needs an optimal scale.

And Pei Yusheng didn't use the special siphon in the sommelier's hand. He only used his right hand throughout the process. When the end came, the wine in the crystal glass was still exactly the same, rippling at the most accurate scale mark.

Even the sommelier on the side couldn't help but applaud softly.

The rich wine aroma blows from the action, and it fills the four fields in an instant. After reacting, the crystal cup filled with wine has been handed to him.

Qi Ji took the glass: "...Thank you."

He lowered his eyes, the amber liquid was thick and bright, and the color alone was outstanding enough.

Qi Ji took a sip from the wine glass, and the mouth was a little sweet, which was the sweetness he liked, but the aftertaste was inevitably slightly spicy.

Wine is good wine, but Qi Ji is not very good at drinking, and he is not sensitive to thanking him on weekdays, so he is really incapable of tasting wine.

He only took two sips, and his movements unconsciously slowed down.

When Qi Ji was drinking, Pei Yusheng kept looking at him, and he could see the change in Yi Ying's expression. The boy just got into trouble, and his expression hasn't changed much, and the wine glass in his hand has already been picked up.

The boy was slightly stunned, raised his head, his clear eyes were wide and round, like an innocent deer in the Miaoyuan Mountains.

Pei Yusheng chuckled softly: "Don't force it."

He put the disposable towel just brought from the incubator into Qi Ji's empty palm after the wine glass was taken away: "Drinking is just a pastime."

A bottle of luxury wine with a base price of 100,000 was said by Pei Yusheng to be such an understatement, as if it was really just a handy tool.

The towel warmed the icy palm through the thin paper package with a hot warmth.

Qi Ji subconsciously grasped the heat source in his palm.

Looking up again, Pei Yusheng has turned his direction.

The two of them were not the only ones tasting wine. There were quite a few people in the room who were still sober, but they had been here a few times before, and there were still more than ten new bottles of wine.

Pei Yusheng turned his head and looked at the manager who had long been restless.

"Manager Wang."

The smile that he had when facing Qi Ji had disappeared from his voice, and it only made people feel afraid to speak out.

"Bring a cup to your boss and say I invited it."

"Pei... Pei Er Shao..."

The manager's face was pale and sweat was pouring down. He couldn't even say a word, and he almost didn't kneel on the spot.

There are still many waiters in the house, and seeing the manager who has always been arrogant and frightened like this, he couldn't help but open his eyes.

The eyes of other guests were also attracted by the movement here. They didn't know the cause and effect, but they could sense some clues just by looking at the manager's reaction.

After all, this manager is someone who has seen many scenes in Huating, but at this moment there are two wars, and the hand of serving the wine is shaking. In this situation, the waiters were curious, but the guests were not so surprised.

Not to mention the background of life experience, it is absolutely no exaggeration that Pei Ershao's own power will suppress people like this.

The manager went trembling with a glass of wine, and the box regained its harmony. Pei Yusheng sat back in the booth, leaning on the leather sofa, chatting with the people who came to talk, still slightly lazy.

Everyone in the room could not forget the scene just now.

It wasn't until another round of drinking that the atmosphere in the box relaxed.

Pei Yusheng called Qi Ji, who was staying in the house, over.

"Find two people and send him to the guest room to rest."

He pointed to Lian Qing, who was drunk, and took out a room card to Qi Ji.

The floor room number was written on the room card. Qi Ji took the room card to lead the way, and the two waiters he found helped Lian Qing to the top-floor guest room area.

When the people left the box, and no longer need to stay in the room and be stared at by others, Pei Yusheng took the wine glass just now and slowly finished the remaining half.

Sweet and delicate on the palate, this wine, which has been aged in barrels for at least fifty years, has an extremely rich fruity and floral aroma, with an aftertaste that can even last up to an hour.

Pei Yusheng held the wine glass casually. The color of the whole bottle of Louis XIII was low-key and gloomy. The amber liquid is warm and glowing, looks clear, and is fragrant, like freshly brewed sweet fruit.

It looks like the boy who is wrapped in layers of soft film and hard shell, but unconsciously exudes a tempting aroma.

The small three million is not too expensive, but it fully demonstrates the financial strength of the investor. Pei Yusheng's generosity made him more enjoyable among the group, and until the end of the party, the people who toasted him did not stop.

But after drinking the half glass of wine in his hand, Pei Yusheng didn't drink any more, and when someone came up, he would just chat a few words in response.

In the end, Pei Yusheng, who opened ten bottles of Louis XIII in one breath, only drank the half cup that Qi Ji had touched.

By the time the show was over, the box was almost slumped, and the wine students were busy helping the guests. Pei Yusheng walked out with a suit jacket draped in his arms.

The phone vibrates.

"Hello." After connecting to the Bluetooth phone, Pei Yu asked, "Is something wrong? Where's Lian Qing?"

There was an icy voice that was like a jade hitting each other, and it was hard to find a bit of popularity.

"Here I am."

"I have already dealt with Wang Zhe. He said that he was hired by someone to find fault with the child. Without Wang Zhe, there may be other people targeting him."

"Children" naturally refers to Qi Ji.

The man asked, "It's just the shift time, do I need to send someone to protect him for a while?"

Pei Yusheng paused.

There was a noise behind him, he turned sideways and asked the waiter to help the other drunks out first.

When they were almost gone, Pei Yusheng said, "Qi Ji is also related to that villa?"

The second boat that manager Wang Zhe stepped on was surnamed Jiang. Since Wang Zhe would target him, Qi Ji would naturally have nothing to do with it.

Sure enough, the other end of the phone confirmed his guess.

"He's been in and out of the ring."

Pei Yusheng thought for a moment, then he said, "I'll go take a look."

"Well, I'll have someone send you the channel he took."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yusheng parted ways with the others at the door of the clubhouse, and walked towards the back door of the clubhouse alone.

After a few steps, he received a message.

[Side door, Exit B. 】

Turning to the side door, Pei Yusheng didn't go far before he found the target before the next monitoring message came.

As the record holder of both moving target shooting and ultra-long-distance sniping, Pei Yusheng's eyesight is enough for him to see other uninvited guests in this remote and dark alley while seeing the familiar slender figure from a distance.

One, two, three...six people.

The six were all about 100 meters away from Qi Ji, hiding their traces.

Pei Yu groaned slightly.

This information was fulfilled really fast.

Just 500 meters out of the clubhouse, the children were actually surrounded.