A little later, Lynch came to Mr. Vaudric's house. Sevillera heard that he was going back to the Federation, so she had booked this dinner early.
"Good evening, Mr. Vaudric, Mrs. Vaudric, and Sevillera!"
Lynch stood outside the door, holding a bottle of good red wine in his hand. It was said that it was found in a merchant ship that sank about a hundred years ago.
There were more than a hundred boxes in total, and the price of each bottle was about five thousand to seven thousand yuan. Moreover, it was not so easy to buy.
After all, there were too many rich people in the Federation. As long as there was no problem with it, it was really good. People did not mind spending some money to taste the wine that had accumulated over time.
It was not that rich people were not curious about the world. In fact, rich people were more curious about the world than ordinary people. It was just that the curiosity of rich people could quickly turn into knowledge under the influence of their money, unlike the curiosity of ordinary people, who might just be curious for a lifetime.
There was a group of people in Bupenn who existed to satisfy the curiosity of rich people. As long as the money was in place, they could even eat a mouthful of fresh feces, and then describe in detail the texture and taste of the feces they ate in detail to satisfy the curiosity of rich people about "what feces tastes like" and "how does feces taste".
Lynch was the best among rich people. He did not need the help of these special people. The Jinhui Bank quickly helped him find a collector who was willing to help him. This also allowed Lynch to get this bottle of wine as soon as he came to Bupenn.
The happiness of rich people was simply unimaginable to ordinary people.
"I thought you would come a little later..." As the master of the family, Mr. Vaudric was the first to talk to Lynch. He took the gift he brought from Lynch's hand and looked at it.
"This bottle of wine again..." Mr. Vaudric could not help laughing. He handed the bottle to the housekeeper on the side, and the housekeeper handed it to the last servant.
The servant would immediately open it and put it on the table in advance, ready for the masters and guests to drink at any time.
Mr. Vaudric turned around and shook hands with Lynch. He greeted him and invited him in.
Sevillera wanted to join them, but due to Mr. Vaudric's status and authority in the family, she hesitated and finally chose to accompany her mother.
"Is there something wrong with this bottle?"
Lynch didn't know much about red wine. He didn't know what was good and what was bad. He also didn't know what the details on the wine bottles represented.
However, Mr. Vaudric obviously knew all of this. He thought that he had bought a fake bottle of wine, but he did not feel embarrassed. This was done by the bank. If this bottle of wine was fake, the bank would be responsible for this matter.
Fortunately, Mr. Vaudric shook his head in time, making Lynch's plan to extort money from the bank fail. "No, it's real, but it's also not real. There's a story behind it …"
Lynch was curious. "Can I know more about it?"
"Of course!"
Then Mr. Vaudric told him the story he knew. In fact, the wine labels on these wine bottles were new. There was no problem with the people who salvaged the sunken ship and these wines. The problem was that someone wanted to use this batch of old wine to make an issue of it.
They found new wine labels and pasted them on these wine bottles. At the same time, an unknown winery became an internationally famous winery because of this batch of high-quality red wine in a very short time.
The owner of the winery was the mastermind of the whole incident. Some people even said that the red wine that sank to the bottom of the sea had been salvaged long ago. Everything was just to find a suitable gimmick, then put these wines back and salvaged them again.
In addition to these wines, there was actually a movie and three novels that were quickly released after the sunken ship was salvaged. All of these made this series of wines rise from a few hundred yuan a bottle to almost ten thousand yuan a bottle now.
The rise seemed scary, but in fact, it was nothing. What was really scary was the winery that was operated commercially. Its valuation of less than two hundred thousand yuan was now close to ten million yuan. That was the real purpose of those people.
The price of some of the existing alcoholic drinks in the winery had also doubled or several times.
The wine was good, and the story was good, but the people in the story were a little more complicated.
There was still a little time before dinner. Lynch was surprised to sit next to Sevillera. He thought that Mr. Vaudric would arrange for him to sit alone on one side.
"Sorry …"
While waiting for dinner to start, Sevillera apologized to Lynch in a low voice. She had originally planned to participate in the filming of "The Adventures of Lynch 2" and play a cameo role. It would be best if it was a female character who could spark sparks with Lynch.
But unexpectedly, the turmoil in Nagalil broke out so suddenly that she had no chance to go to Nagalil. Even now that most of the cities had calmed down, Mr. Vaudric still did not allow her to go to that dangerous place.
This also caused her to miss all the filming. She was a little discouraged, but she also knew very well that Mr. Vaudric did not want her to get hurt.
When the rioters carried out their atrocities, they didn't care who they were facing, or whether they had any prominent status. Since young, Servirella had been taught not to be foolish enough to take huge risks and do stupid things that were even riskier.
So she did not go, and she felt a little guilty.
"You don't need to apologize. Your safety is the most important thing, and I did not participate in the filming …" Lynch comforted Sevillera's guilty mood. "We may have a chance to work together in the future."
The two's whispered conversation soon attracted Mr. Vaudric's attention. "What are you talking about? Maybe you'd like to bring an old man like me along."
His wife smiled and said, "You're not old at all, dear."
Mr. Vaudric smiled happily. He held his wife's hand and kissed it. "Dear, do you think so too?"
The word "too" was used strangely, but it also showed that they had a good relationship, and the whole family was very harmonious. Sevillera talked about the content of their conversation — it was about the turmoil in Nagalil.
During the turmoil in Nagalil, Mr. Vaudric and the rest were not in Nagalil, and they did not even consider going there.
People like them were no longer qualified to do anything according to their own ideas, because every decision they made could affect the company's stock price.
Think about it, if someone reported an article such as "Mr. Vaudric suspected to have lost contact during the turmoil in Nagalil," even if the content of the article was false, and Mr. Vaudric immediately stood up to refute the rumor, the company's stock price would still fall, and tens of thousands of funds would evaporate. The loss was absolutely unimaginable.
So at their level, they would lose their initiative and freedom in many things. This was why these people often lamented how good it would be if they were born in an ordinary family.
It was just lamenting, just like how ordinary people lamented, "If only I were rich." It started from lamenting, and ended with lamenting.
Most of their understanding of the situation in Nagalil came from the mouths of others and written information. Mr. Vaudric was also very curious about this. "Before dinner, tell us about the situation at that time …"
Lynch sorted out his thoughts and began to talk about some of the things that happened during the turmoil, including the destruction of the middle and upper class of society by the people of Nagalil.
"… Many wealthy merchants, officials, and their families were attacked. Some of the family members were killed in this disaster."
Lynch finished and sighed. "The one who left the deepest impression on me was a young man less than twenty years old. His father died in front of him to protect him. Now, he has to shoulder his responsibilities strongly to take care of his mother and the family business."
"Too many tragedies have taken place in this turmoil …"
"After listening to you, I feel a little sad …" Sevillera was a little depressed. "I want to do something. Can I donate?"
Lynch glanced at Mr. Vaudric, and the latter happened to look at him. Their eyes met in the air, conveying some kind of message that outsiders could not understand.
In fact, Mr. Vaudric knew that the mastermind behind all this was Lynch. The turmoil first broke out from Mengshe Ü-Tsang Province. In fact, when the turmoil could only be called a riot, it could be controlled, but Lynch did nothing. He sat and watched the turmoil expand and grow, and in the end, the situation became unmanageable.
If the natives were the knives that took away the lives of others in the turmoil, Lynch was the one who threw the knife.
Looking at Lynch's heavy and slightly pitiful expression, Mr. Vaudric wanted to laugh. This guy is really a genius!
Lynch's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he retaliated a little.
The place firmly occupied by the consortium behind Vaudric was also affected by the turmoil. They also chose to remain indifferent and sit and watch the turmoil bring irreparable damage to the entire society.
In fact, everyone knew that if it weren't for the turmoil, the conquerors and new rulers from the federation would've wasted more time fighting against the local ruling class and the privileged classes.
They needed this kind of turmoil to completely crush the local ruling class that had already solidified. It was possible that the people of the Federation in every place were silently pushing for this to happen, so much so that some people had even personally taken action!
Now, all the people of the Federation had become the beneficiaries. The new rulers they supported had begun to take power, and everything was in their favor. The most dangerous people had also jumped out in the turmoil, and most of the dangers had been completely resolved by this turmoil.
The instigator of all this, the shareholder of the joint development company, Mr. Lynch, nodded benevolently. "Of course, you can give me the money. I guarantee that it will be used in the most appropriate way!"