Chapter 339 I’m Not Angry, Let’s Have Another Cold Cup of Latte Art!

Jiahu, outside the gate of Zhuangji Winery, is in full swing again, and people buying the disease-relieving wine seem to be crowded to the edge of the sky.

Fortunately, there is a huge lush grapevine roof that blocks the scorching sun. Bunches of grapes hang down from the top, and the air is filled with the sweet fragrance of grapes.

In addition, a large number of benches have been installed outside the current brewery. The benches are made of Milky Way maples. They are also equipped with a number calling machine. You can just pick up the number and queue up. You no longer have to stand at one stop all day. Dad is also keeping pace with the times.

The grapes are picked at will. Although they are not the output of the manor, the taste is much better than ordinary grapes. Even if they don't buy illness-relieving wine, people in Niushan Town still like to come to the entrance of Zhuangji Winery and eat a few bunches of grapes to satisfy their cravings.

But what's even more alluring is the aroma of wine wafting from the brewery. It's so intoxicating and lingering that it can be smelled even hundreds of meters away when you're under the spotlight.

There is a popular joke in Niushan town.

He said that he opened the window in the morning, took a few breaths of fresh air, and then drove out. After a few steps, he was stopped by the traffic police and tested, oh, drunk driving.

Although the joke is a joke, it also profoundly illustrates the changes that Zhuang’s brewery has brought to Niushan Town.

Therefore, outside the current brewery, in addition to people buying curative wine and greedy children, there are also a group of wine-loving gluttons who spend their days "inhaling the smell of alcohol" and cultivating immortality.

If you see someone holding a platter of cold dishes, standing outside the brewery, eating a few peanuts, and then opening their mouths to inhale the alcohol, don’t be surprised. They are a group of cultivators, and they might become the next second. He is about to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal.

The young policeman Li Wuxing took his younger brother Xiao Liu to the brewery today to maintain order. The scene of a huge crowd and all kinds of people made the younger brother who had just arrived in Niushan Town exclaim again and again.

Li Wuxing was much calmer. When they first started to maintain order, they had to hold the big sun on their heads and maintain the order of the long queue. At the end of the day, they were hoarse.

What now? Uncle Lao Zhuang built a wooden pavilion next to the manor for them to rest and drink tea. They only needed to deal with sudden conflicts and crack down on the scalpers who queued up.

It's as easy as eating a side dish.

There is even time to read the newspaper and catch up on the news.

But what made Li Wuxing a little nervous was that Zhuang Buyuan was also there.

Since morning, Zhuang Buyuan has been sitting in the pavilion, staring at the bustling crowd in a daze.

Seeing Li Wuxing, Zhuang Buyuan showed him a cute smile. At that moment, Li Wuxing thought, ah, something is not good, the stupid son of old Uncle Zhuang is back in the world!

However, Li Wuxing was extremely puzzled. Why was Zhuang Buyuan so idle at this time?

Now, almost all the newspapers in Xucheng have a breaking news occupying the front page, and this news is closely related to Zhuang Buyuan.

The news came a little late. After everything settled, Huanzhou Development actually announced the news to the outside world.

"Almighty Manor strongly invested in Huanzhou Development, edging out Zhoujian Group and becoming the second largest shareholder of Huanzhou Development!"

Subsequently, all kinds of news flooded the circle of friends of the people of Xucheng. The newspaper also devoted half of its page to this matter, analyzing its impact on Xucheng and the Huanshan Tunnel from various aspects. Influence.

Next to him, Xiao Liu was very concerned about this matter and kept reading the news to Li Wuxing.

"When will the Huanshan Tunnel be opened to traffic? This company has the final say! What kind of company is the unknown Almighty Manor?"

"The parent company of Xucheng Tunnel Construction has invested in Huanzhou Development, and the construction of the Huanshan Tunnel may be on the fast track!"

"Zhoujian Group failed in its investment and may be squeezed out of the investment kingdom it created!"

"The decision failed. Xu Nianwu, the vice president of Zhoujian Group, was urgently recalled to the headquarters and may be held accountable by the headquarters..."

"The new manager of Zhoujian Group in Xucheng has appeared, confirming the news that Xu Nianwu has fallen out of favor."

"Xu Nianwu showed up at the headquarters of Zhoujian Group, feeling depressed and in a bad state..."

Suddenly, Li Wuxing heard a click. He turned around and saw Zhuang Buyuan's hand pinching the edge of the stone table. At that moment, Li Wuxing had the illusion that the stone table was about to be cracked.

"Mom sells batches, and some of my servants dare to bully me?" Zhuang Buyuan's eyes widened. No wonder Xu Nianwu has not reported to the manor until now. It turned out that he was recruited back by the Zhoujian Group headquarters.

Zhuang Buyuan's hands were ready to move, he wanted to fly out immediately and smash the faces of those who were looking for trouble.

"Zhuang...Mr. Zhuang?" Li Wuxing was startled and heard Zhuang Buyuan whisper: "I'm not angry, I want to cultivate my moral character, go out less and less slap people in the face, I'm not angry, I'm not angry... …”

Uh, Mr. Zhuang, what's going on?

At this moment, Zhuang's father walked out of the brewery carrying a tray. He first reached out and touched Zhuang Buyuan's head, and then poured out a cup of black liquid from the thermos.

"Come on, son, it's time to take your medicine!"

"Don't drink!" Zhuang Buyuan was in a bad mood.

"Drink it quickly. If you don't drink it, the cold won't be cured."

"Don't drink it, it doesn't taste good!"

"How can the medicine taste good? Can I add sugar for you?" Dad Zhuang had already prepared it, and there was sugar on the tray.

Zhuang Buyuan took another sip, but still grinned in disgust and refused to drink.

"Alas..." Dad Zhuang sighed and took out his trump card. He took out a cup of milk foam from the tray and skillfully pulled out a flower with the Almighty Manor's logo in the cup.

Li Wuxing is not a bourgeois person. He has never been in a cafe since he was a child, so this is the first time he has actually seen latte art coffee, no, latte art Chinese medicine soup.

He was stunned, okay?

Moreover, is Mr. Zhuang acting coquettishly?

Dad Zhuang, this is too warm, isn't it? In order to let his son take medicine, he put latte art on the Chinese medicine soup?

Li Wuxing felt like he was being warmed up.

"Come on, drink it." Dad Zhuang pretended to take a sip of the medicine, "Tsk, tsk, it tastes good!"

He reached out and touched Zhuang Buyuan's head, smiled, and said, "Drink up, I'll come over and take care of you later!"

Zhuang's father left, and Zhuang Buyuan stared at the latte art Chinese medicine soup in front of him in a daze.

The look of wanting to drink but not wanting to drink.

Li Wuxing looked at Zhuang's father's back, then at the Chinese medicine soup in front of him, and said, "Well, Mr. Zhuang, although I don't know what happened, I can only go out and slap someone in the face if I get well soon, right?"

This sentence made so much sense that Zhuang Buyuan was finally convinced, and he picked up the lahua Chinese medicine soup and drank it.

Seeing that Xiao Liu wanted to continue reading the newspaper, Li Wuxing kicked him: "Tell me some other news!"

"This is the biggest event in Xucheng now. Brother Li, why don't you care?" Xiao Liu said, flipping through the newspaper, and read out another piece of news: "This weekend, Jiahu Wildlife Park will reopen. Free admission for everyone! Hushan Secret Realm: The mysterious underground pyramid is open for the first time! Mysterious, vast, and full of exotic customs...Brother Li, this place is nice, do we want to go and see it on Saturday?"

Zhuang Buyuan glanced at the news, and his eyes suddenly widened: Lao Ke, you bastard, what have you done!

Who asked you to leak my Blue Stone Leaf Manor?

Mom is selling batches and I want to beat them up!

"Wait a minute... I'm not angry, I want to cultivate my health, I want to get better as soon as possible..." Zhuang Buyuan took a deep breath and shouted: "Dad, let's have another glass of cold medicine latte art!"