He discovered that Andre had given the vodka to a young man from his country.

The young man was rummaging through a fat bag not far away.

Oh my God, what the hell are the guards doing, letting someone like this in?

䲾㹏Ren's face twitched.

Such a high-end banquet, but there are used toilet bags on the table! What is going on?

"Stop him now"

䲾㹏Ren yelled at the person beside him.

The person in charge of logistics was stunned for a moment, then quickly rushed over.

At this time, the young man took out a clay pot.

When 䲾㹏任 saw the shape, he felt it was familiar.

Isn't this the jar for wine?

Is that young man going to give Andre wine?

Thinking of this, 䲾㹏Ren's expression changed again.

He visited the state-owned wineries in the province and found the quality to be terrible.

The leaders were all overthrown, and no one had the heart to produce anything.

The brewed wine is no different from the water used to wash the pot.

This is why he insisted on looking for famous wines from other provinces to entertain guests instead of using wine from his own province.

But what is this young man doing?

If he wants to send wine, isn't that bringing shame to our Heilongjiang Province again?

"stop!"

The logistics officer roared and pounced on the jar.

If there was anything dangerous in the jar, he would be responsible.

Chen Jianan originally wanted to hand it to Andre.

I was caught off guard and bumped into by the logistics minister, and I lost my grip.

The jar fell to the ground.

"Snap..."

The sound of shattering was heard, causing a cry of surprise.

Afterwards, a rich aroma of wine emanated...

"What is this... incense!"

The person in charge of logistics was unable to stop in time and fell to the ground.

㵕 is the person closest to the wine jar.

He is in charge of logistics and is quite knowledgeable about wine.

When he smelled the aroma of wine wafting from the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He had never smelled such a special fragrance!

"Oh my god, the smell of alcohol."

"What are you doing? You've wasted a jar of wine!"

As an expert in wine, Andre knew at the first smell that this was definitely wine.

He was already craving for wine, and his craving for wine had been aroused.

But the wine house was smashed by the Minister of Logistics.

He was so regretful that he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

'I……'

The logistics minister trembled with fear after being scolded by Andre.

If you offend this great god, you will have no chance to suffer the consequences.

"Wow, the aroma of alcohol."

"Is this Chinese wine? You can break it up now. I really want to taste it."

"I'm tired of drinking vodka. I really want to drink this Chinese specialty wine..."

Many people from the Soviet Russian delegation gathered around.

Most Soviet Russians like to drink.

The smell of the wine is like a cat smelling fish, and their eyes sparkle.

"Hurry up and get someone to clean it up!"

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Ren yelled.

The logistics minister quickly got up and ran out in shame.

After a while, a waiter in a kimono came to clean up.

"Jian'an, what should I do..."

Elena rushed to Chen Jianan anxiously.

She felt that Chen Jianan must have come to her uncle to sell him wine.

But now, the wine is spilled.

She felt sad that she couldn't help her friend.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jianan smiled slightly.

He turned around and felt in the fat bag again.

Then, he took out an identical clay jar.

"Wow! There's more!"

Andre shouted excitedly.

"It is impolite not to return the favor."

"You give me a bottle of vodka, and I give you a bottle of Kaoliang Shao."

Chen Jianan handed the jar of wine to Dong.

Andre took it carefully, and then quickly moved to the table beside him.

Seeing the way he took it, it was as if he was holding a precious treasure.

"when!"

The wine jar was placed on the table, and Andre couldn't wait to knock open the mud seal on it.

The aroma of wine emanated again.

He picked up the jar and poured a full glass into the goblet beside him.

The crystal wine has beautiful hops.

So far, Andre is particularly satisfied with both the aroma and appearance.

"Village Chief Chen, then I'll give it a try?"

"Please feel free to do so."

Chen Jianan gestured with his hand.

“Slurp…”

Soviet Russians are generous when drinking.

Andre tilted his head back and drank half the cup.

“Wahaha!!”

Andre closed his eyes and savored it for a while, then he exhaled sharply.

"Captain Andre, how about this wine?"

Someone in the Soviet delegation could no longer bear it and hurried forward to ask.

“It’s just amazing!”

“Stronger than vodka!”

Andre gave a thumbs up.

"Village Chief Chen, I never thought that Huaguoju has such a strong liquor, and the aftereffect is mellow, much better than vodka!"

Vodka is just strong, but sorghum liquor is strong without being irritating, which perfectly suits the Soviet Russian taste.

"Captain, give me a drink!"

'Yes, I want to try it too.'

"I'll just drink the remaining half of your cup!"

Not all members of the Soviet Russian delegation were official.

There are also many businessmen.

There is no strict hierarchy among them, and many of them are business friends of Andre.

They rushed forward impatiently, staring at the wine.

"Damn it, don't push it. What if you squeeze the wine out?"

Andre waved his fist and cursed.

But he didn't keep it all to himself.

䀴 is to hold on to the remaining half cup for yourself and let others throw the rest at will.

The Soviets immediately rushed to pour wine and taste it.

Because there were so many people, each person could only get the bottom of one cup.

"ah!"

He drank up this little bit of wine in one gulp.

The man had an intoxicated expression on his face.

Precisely because it is rare, it is even more precious.

Everyone who has tasted it thinks it is the best wine they have ever tasted.

Andre also drank the remaining half cup and closed his eyes again to savor it.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Village Chief Chen, you gave me a surprise!"

"This wine is really too sweet to drink."

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Chen Jianan smiled faintly.

"Are you a salesperson at the winery?"

“I want to order this wine!”

A bald middle-aged Soviet Russian man shouted loudly.

"Uncle Jero, he's not a salesman, he's the village chief! He's the owner of the winery!"

Elena said firmly to the middle-aged man.

Jero is a very powerful wine distributor in the Soviet Union. He has business dealings with Andre and they have a good relationship.

All of which Elena was familiar with.

She was very happy to see that Chen Jianan's wine attracted Jello's attention.

"That's even better. We can talk about a big deal!"

Jello blinked.

He seemed surprised at Chen Jianan's identity, and even more surprised at his age, which was really too young.

"No problem, Mr. Jello."

"Captain Andre, our village actually has other special products. Please allow me to show them to you."

Chen Jianan’s initial goal has been achieved.

Sorghum burns with one shot.

The next step is to expand the battle.

"Sure, just for this jar of kaoliang sorghum, I'll definitely make you my friend!"

Andre said very generously.

"Comrade, where are you from?"

When Ren Xi saw that the members of the Soviet Russian delegation were all in high spirits, he knew that the crisis was over.

Thanks to the young man in front of me.

He came over and asked.

"I am Chen Jianan, the village chief of Xiaoheyan Village in Huangyuan County."

"Wasteland County..."

"Village Chief Chen, please introduce some local specialties to Captain Andre."

"As long as you entertain the delegation, the organization will not treat you unfairly."

When 䲾㹏Ren looked at Chen Jianan now, his eyes were full of admiration.

"Damn."

Although Chen Jianan doesn't know Ren yet.

But judging from his demeanor, he must be a big leader.

He walked to the sidelines and took the fat bag.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

I wonder what's in this bag that looks like a treasure bag.

"This is a scarf handmade by the clothing factory in our village."

"It's the right dress for this season."

“Shua…”

Chen Jianan shuddered.

A pure brown leather scarf was displayed in front of everyone.