Chapter 386

"God, I drank tens of thousands of dollars in one gulp!"

"How can I drink it!"

"But it tastes really good!"

Impulse is the devil. After Julia found the information about this bottle of water on the Internet, she couldn't resist her curiosity and drank the remaining half bottle of water. She just wanted to take a sip, but she was sure it was just a sip... Then, one sip after another, she drank the rest.

After drinking, she began to regret.

She can drink such expensive water!

Sixty thousand dollars. Is this water or gold!

Julia has been dazzled by the price of this water. She only sees this water with five milligrams of gold powder, completely ignoring the value of this bottle. You know, this water bottle is made of pure gold. It can be said that the force is completely on the bottle. The value of water is not so exaggerated.

Julia is just a magic barrier. She has never enjoyed such luxury goods. A bottle of water is worth $60000, equivalent to a luxury car, which completely subverts her values for 20 years.

In fact, Julia has not never seen the luxury life of rich people, and she has met many rich people in the fashion circle.

However, it is difficult for top rich people like Tracy to have access to them. At present, Tracy is the only one who has the opportunity to get in close contact with the top rich.

Originally, she thought she had seen through the life of the rich, nothing more than tens of millions of seaside luxury houses, top limited edition super run, millions of Patek Philippe, private customized clothes, and delicious food transported by air from various countries

Although such a luxurious life is dazzling and has had a lot of impact on her, this feeling is not intuitive. After all, she is just a spectator.

However, when a $60000 bottle of water is placed in front of you and you drink it in one gulp, the feeling is different.

Holding a pure gold bottle, the mouth of the bottle, and the water inside are all the taste of gold. Is there anything more intuitive than this feeling?

It's just water!!

Nima, the price of a bottle of water has caught up with the luxury car and the house. Can it still be called water?

The three outlooks are confused, the thinking is confused, and the life of local tyrants is too difficult to understand.

Julia was in such confusion. She stared at the gold bottle comparable to art in front of her and read it in her mouth.

Her voice was not big, but she kept talking like this, and still formed a certain volume. The other three women in the bed heard what she was muttering, and Miranda, who was more sober, heard it most clearly.

Miranda turned over a few times, then grabbed the pillow and covered her head. She said in a muffled voice, "Julia... You can stop making noise. I have to sleep for a while. You should know that women don't rest well, they do great harm to their skin and have heavy dark circles under their eyes."

With that, Miranda looked up slightly, and her sad eyes stared straight at Julia.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Julia looked back and smiled apologetically at her. "I just can't imagine... Well, maybe I have too little knowledge."

"What's the matter with you?" Miranda, who was awakened, was not as sleepy as before. She was also curious about what Julia had been talking about. She twisted her body, wriggled forward and leaned closer.

"Nothing... Nothing..." seeing Miranda coming over, Julia was a little flustered, like a child who did something wrong.

This made Miranda more curious. She tried to open her sleep eyes, and her vision gradually became clear. There was nothing special in front of Julia and the table behind her.

However, the golden bottle comparable to art was so dazzling that it still attracted her attention.

"My God, this is......" Miranda suddenly opened her eyes and clearly recognized the bottle, "cudicistalo Tributo Modigliani......"

"Do you know it?" Julia asked, somewhat surprised.

"Of course!" for a moment, Miranda was sleepless, and the whole person bounced up. She didn't grasp the strength of her hand well and almost fell out of bed.

She made a fool of herself in front of a friend she just met, but it didn't affect her mood at the moment. She adjusted her posture, sat up immediately, and then got out of bed naked.

"I've only seen it on the Internet, but I didn't expect it to be so beautiful." Miranda's eyes glowed, directly picked up the golden bottle and stroked it gently.

"Cudicristalo Tributo Modigliani, the bottle is made of pure gold and weighs 24 carats. The shape of this bottle is designed by Fernando Altamirano, one of the most expensive spirits in the world. In addition to solid gold bottles, it also has a combination of gold frosting, silver, silver frosting, crystals and others. The price of non pure gold bottles is 24000 Dollars, this pure gold is more valuable. "

Miranda introduced the value of this water and bottle. She usually pays great attention to exquisite life and dabbles in this top luxury, which can be called a small encyclopedia of life.

"The water source of Tributo comes from France or Fiji. It is said that there are five milligrams of gold powder in it... Eh, what about the water in it?" Miranda said while unscrewing the bottle cap. She wanted to taste the water containing gold powder, but the bottle was empty, which inevitably disappointed her.

Julia was very envious at first. She listened to her explanation. The content was exactly the same as what she found on the Internet. She sighed in her heart that the other party knew so much.

When Miranda asked about the water in the bottle, she looked embarrassed and answered honestly, "I drank the last point, and he drank most of it..."

"Did you drink?" Miranda looked at her in surprise and immediately asked with interest, "how does it taste? Isn't it good? Don't you see I know much, but I haven't really enjoyed such luxury goods. I envy you..."

"It tastes good... And tastes good..." Julia recalled, but she couldn't remember the specific feeling.

"It tastes good? Wow, I'm greedy for what I said. It's a pity." Miranda looked sorry, but soon laughed again. "Fortunately, the bottle is still there. What's the most valuable is it. It's a beautiful art......"

"It's so beautiful!" Julia pandered and touched the bottle with one hand.

She had the same idea as Miranda. It was like taking the bottle for herself, but it was hard to say.

"Dalia... Get up, you lazy, you know what you missed." Miranda winked at Julia and jumped into bed with the bottle.

She rode directly on Dalia who was sleeping, and then had a close contact with Dalia's skin with a cold bottle.

"Damn... Miranda..."

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Upstairs, because Miranda immediately fell into a scuffle, Julia joined in and woke Morgan directly. Four naked women immediately tore and played together.

Meanwhile, Tracy, little plum and others downstairs are enjoying a million dollar Gurkha cigar.

Cigars cannot be lit with lighters, which will bring an unpleasant gasoline smell to the cigar and completely destroy the taste of the cigar. Ordinary matches can't do either. We should use special matches for wooden cigars without sulfur.

Colorless and tasteless gas lighters are OK, but the temperature of gas lighters is still slightly higher, and it is difficult to smoke cigars. The best way is to twist the traditional pine paper or pine strips. In this way, the cigar will not be carbonized due to the high temperature, but also bring a fragrance of pine, which is consistent with the taste of the cigar and brings a better taste.

Among the three of them, Xiao Li is definitely an old hand. He pays great attention to the process of cigar lighting. Without pine strips, he would rather not smoke cigars than destroy the taste of this top cigar.

Tracy felt that he was just hypocritical, so he had to ask the servant to find pine strips for him, but Tracy himself didn't pay so much attention. He directly baked the cigar with sulfur-free matches, and then enjoyed the smell of the cigar.

This is the correct way to open the cigar. You don't have to feel it in your mouth. You can also taste the cigar.

Little plum has been unable to make complaints about his wasteful behavior. He can only express his dissatisfaction with countless white eyes.

Well, Tracy, it's not the most annoying.

Matt is the least fastidious of the three. This guy is the real pig Bajie. It doesn't matter what fire to light. He doesn't bother to taste it slowly when smoking.

The little plum hasn't started yet. His cigar has burned for less than half. The smoke shrouds him in it. He can only swallow and puff one mouthful after another.

"I really don't think it's worth a million. It tastes like an ordinary cigar... Tracy, is your grandpa in a hole?"

Not only can't taste good things, but also boast. Tracy basically doesn't bother to talk to him as if he didn't hear. Matt didn't get a response. He shrugged indifferently, then picked up the sommelier and poured himself a glass.

The little plum smoked from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help saying, "it takes time to sober up, matt..."

"No, I think I should have fun in time. When it wakes up, I guess I'm no longer interested in it..." Matt took a sip of wine and said.

He is usually quite dull, but he is still open in front of his friends.

Sometimes people think he is difficult to contact, but after getting familiar with him, Tracy still likes his character. He is very low-key, grounded, not particular, and has no so many problems.

"Well, Leon, never mind Matt, this wine is not a good wine. Let's have a drink together and wish us a happy cooperation..." Tracy said, pouring a cup directly for himself and the little plum.

Little plum helplessly raised his glass, "you two should pursue a more exquisite life... Well, I won't say it. I wish us a happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation!"

When the three clinked glasses, Tracy and Matt took a big sip, and the little plum tasted gracefully.

After putting down his glass, Tracy said, "the storm is a project I value. I'm very happy to have you join me. I'm sure you are as ambitious as me and will do it well. Now the project is still under preparation. If you have any opinions, you can tell me directly and improve together."

"I have nothing else to say, but I have my own ideas about the role," said little plum, shaking his glass.

"Me too. I have some ideas about the role." as soon as Xiao Li's voice fell, Matt echoed.

Tracy nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Oh? Is it just a question about the role?"

The two nodded at the speech, and then took another sip of wine. Tracy said, "if it's just this problem, there's no problem on my side. The scripts are given to you. How to figure out the roles is your business. I believe you've done well. However, my opinion doesn't represent director Scorsese. You have to negotiate with the director on this."

"Well, I'll discuss it with Martin," little Li said in a deep voice.

Matt didn't agree with him, but was silent. His relationship with Martin Scorsese was not as good as little plum. We should be careful when discussing.

Tracy turned his eyes to Matt from little plum, saw his concerns, and said to little plum, "you'd better take Matt with you when you find director Scorsese..."

"No problem..." little plum smiled and said.

He picked up his glass and touched Tracy and Matt.

While enjoying top cigars and red wine, the three chatted. The time soon came to noon. The boy tobe was still missing, and they no longer waited for tobe. Tracy ordered the cook to prepare lunch, and then took the two to the billiards room on the second floor.

"Leon, I recently set up a model agency to buy several old agencies. Are you interested in joining?" Tracy looked up to the little plum when a red ball entered the hole.

"Agency? Hehe... Forget it, man. I'm only interested in models, not economic companies..."

Tracy rolled her eyes and said, "you didn't want to seek a guarantee for your girlfriend... Well, I'm talking about Alexandra..."

"Tracy, everyone is an adult..." little plum smiled meaningfully and said, "she is not my girlfriend yet, just my girlfriend. Well... Even if she is my girlfriend, I don't seem to have to do so much for her. She has received a lot of benefits with me, and I don't owe her anything."

The meaning of little plum is obvious. His relationship with each other is very clear, but they just need each other. He values Alexandra's long legs, and the other party values his fame. Therefore, little plum doesn't want to have more interest disputes with Alexandra.

Generally speaking, little plum's idea is much more mature than Lacey's, and he plays more freely than him.

Little plum can have a fixed girlfriend or a lot of female partners. They are happy together. It's easy to get together and disperse when they don't feel it. They don't have as much control as Tracy.

"I see what you mean, Leon." Tracy understood and said, "you think differently from me. I have stronger desire and like to control everything. However, you can still consider whether to join my project. It's a business."

"I'm not as rich as you, Tracy." little plum laughed at himself: "I spend a lot. Recently I started a manor in Malibu. Now I still owe the bank money. How can I join your project?"

PS: is there any prohibited content in the previous chapter? It has been deleted again. I don't know what to delete.