Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Gradually, some people began to wake up.

Those who woke up first looked at those around them before wiping away their own tears.

That emotion was slowly fading away, complex yet impressive.

It's like having just been drunk, or having an unforgettable love affair.

Ding ding——

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Rasfa obviously did not intend to let them continue to be immersed in memories and emotions.

"Rasfa, what is this? Magic?"

"Don't you smell it? This is wine."

"No, this is not wine. This feeling reminds me of my mother."

"I forgot about it, Keli..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, would you like a drink? Let's reminisce."

Rasfa waved his hand, and the servants poured cups of wine in front of everyone.

The wonderful feeling and painful memories make people want to stop.

However, there is only one glass of wine.

When everyone is immersed in emotion, the feeling is slowly fading.

"Mr. Rasfa, please bring me another glass, thank you." A woman said.

"Yes, I want another drink too, it feels great."

"Sorry dear, I'm afraid I can't meet your request." Rasfa said with a smile.

"Why? Are you stingy with even a glass of wine?"

"As you can see, there is only one bottle of this wine. At least for now, I only have one bottle in my hand, and I have already divided it all."

Rasfa understands very well what it means to be rare and valuable.

If you satisfy them all at once, they will not cherish it.

Only by having a brief taste will they enjoy the feeling of that moment more and more.

This is Rasfa’s own experience. The best thing is only what you want.

"You should be more prepared."

"Rasfa, this is not how you treat guests."

Everyone complained, even those who recalled the pain.

They were also very dissatisfied.

In fact, what they experience is not pain, but longing.

But before they were satisfied, that feeling had already subsided.

It's like half-drinking a drink and running out of wine before you even get the pleasure.

Or maybe when doing certain things, both parties got angry and ended up being unprotected.

"Silence, silence." Rasfa called twice: "Everyone, you should understand how precious this wine is. It's not that I don't want to prepare more, but there is really no more."

"Mr. Rasfa, I would like to know where this wine was obtained."

"I got it from the East, which is a very, very old winemaking family. Do you know how much I paid for this bottle of wine? It's not how much I paid, but I made a lot of promises." Rasfa said.

"The mysterious East."

"Like the wine of a dream."

"Although it was just a glass of wine, it allowed me to experience a period of life."

"I feel like I'm young again and I'm in love again."

"Then Rasfa, if you get this kind of wine next time, can you notify me as soon as possible? Or I will buy it directly."

"Mr. Rasfa, I am willing too. No matter how much it costs, I am willing."

"Okay, if there is another Purple Green Brew next time, I will notify you." Rasfa said with a smile.

Judging from the reactions of these celebrities, the wine tasting was clearly a success.

The guests left slowly with some nostalgia.

Until the last guest came to Rasfa.

"Rasfa."

"Bach." Rasfa hugged his old friend.

"You insidious bastard, I don't believe in the oriental wine." Bach laughed and cursed.

Of course Bach knew what Rasfa was doing.

It's nothing more than using this kind of wine to seek profits or expand contacts.

As long as people flock to this kind of wine, Rasfa can easily expand a wider network of contacts.

Although he wanted it very much, Rasfa would definitely not get what he wanted.

"You didn't stay here just to scold me, right?"

"Is it useful to scold you? If I scold you, will you tell me the origin of the supply?"

"Of course not, don't even think about it."

"I will hold an auction on the top floor of Hilda Hotel on May 7th. I will get a bottle of this wine and put it at the auction." Bach said: "This wine can help me attract more wealthy people." people."

Bach is a businessman, and what he does is auction top luxury goods.

He has no company at all and relies entirely on his own personal credibility to win over items and bidders.

But Bach has been in this industry for fifty years.

The sales volume of the auction items sold in his hands exceeded 10 billion US dollars.

What is this concept? This means that his average annual auction turnover is around US$200 million.

The turnover of this kind of auction has exceeded that of most auction companies in the world.

It can be said that Bach is a brand in itself.

And Bach knew several times or even dozens of times more rich and famous people than Rasfa.

There may be some celebrities in Los Angeles who don't know Rasfa, but they definitely know Bach.

"I'm afraid this won't be easy. The supply of goods is very tight." Rasfa said with a troubled face.

"I guarantee that the transaction price of this bottle of wine will definitely not be less than half a million US dollars."

"Old bastard, are you looking down on me? Do you think I'm short of half a million dollars?"

"Okay, okay, I guarantee it will be more than one million US dollars. Below this price, the people I arranged among the bidding guests will raise the price to one million US dollars."

As a celebrity in the auction world, Bach is certainly familiar with any commercial means.

Some items may not have high prices themselves, but they can attract more bidders.

For example, this kind of purple and green wine is like this, so he is willing to pay some benefits for it.

"I can't give you an answer yet," Rasfa said.

"Old bastard, don't push yourself too far. You must know that even the thirty-year-old collection of Le Chateau in France has been sold for only US$1.5 million in the past three years."

"Do you think the purple green wine is not as good as the 30-year collection of Lichon in France?"

"Rasfa, you have lived for decades, why are you still saying such stupid things? The value of some things does not lie in their quality, but in their reputation."

"Then if it were you, with the same 1.5 million US dollars, would you rather buy Purple Green Wine or a 30-year collection of French Chateau Lisboa?"

"My answer is useless, because I can't spend $1.5 million on a bottle of wine, no matter what kind of wine it is." Bach said calmly.

"$1.5 million, that's my bottom line," Rasfa said.

Bach's eyes flickered. He was hesitating. This wine was indeed a masterpiece.

But can it really attract enough rich people?

"Steven will also hold a party in two days, and he also has a bottle of wine that he plans to open at that party."

“Asshole, you’re not the only one who has this kind of wine?”

"hehe……"