Chapter 45 Master

"Do you know my grandfather?" Eric was surprised that his grandfather's popularity was not low, but it was 30 years ago. Most of the people who know his grandfather now are business heroes 30 years ago, and a Chinese youth under 30 years old actually knew his grandfather's name. Even within the Van Cleef & Arpels family, he knew that his grandfather only existed was nuclear. It's just a member of the heart. Some of them don't know his grandfather's full name. Ye Hetu said, how can he not surprise him?

"It turns out that you are his grandson. No wonder." Ye Hetu looked at this aristocratic Eric with great interest. He was born with a sense of superiority. Compared with ordinary people, he had a proud capital.

"Who are you?" Eric looked gloomy and unhappy. Ye Hetu did not tell him his identity, so he had to be careful.

"Me?" Ye Hetu pointed to himself, found it interesting, and joked again, "Didn't your grandfather tell you? This is not like his style. He is resourceful and can make a fool.

Irelying Ye Hetu's personal sarcasm, Eric racked his brains to recall what Grandpa had told him.

The dishes are here. Due to the special guests at this table and the special care on the top, the seafood and wine are good. Drinking is not necessarily tasteful and interesting to drink red wine Lafite. You can try the "Louis XIII" in the head horse brandy. This kind of wine is not a good taste for ordinary people. This French restaurant only There are only two bottles, not for sale, but for broadband noble guests.

Human-headed horse brandy is produced by Remy Madan Company, which has a history of more than 250 years in the Cognac region of Charlandes, France. It is named because there is a human-headed horse on its trademark. The human-headed horse brandy is pure and peaceful, with a strong fragrance and bright color. It can be divided into several according to the length of storage years, of which the shortest is " "Waiting for aging" has also been more than six years, and Louis XIII, who has spent fifty long years in the wine cellar, is regarded as the best among people.

"That's good." Ye Hetu's eyes were light, and he recognized him when the wine was served. Eric was still thinking. Obviously, he had no clue in a short time. Ye He Tule had no time to point him.

"Bum!"

Louis XIII's wine bottle sounded in Ye Hetu's hand. The wine neck with a diameter of three or four centimeters was clamped by two fingers of Ye Hetu, and it was abruptly broken by the two fingers of Ye Hetu. This trick is more awesome than the two-finger Zen of Shaolin Temple. Have you seen which monk who learned the two-finger Zen is used to open the wine bottle?

The voice is not big or small, but it fell into Eric's ears. The young master of the Van Cleef & Arpels family must not be a scholar without the power of a chicken. When he saw this scene, he was so shocked that he couldn't say anything. What a terrible force it takes for two fingers to break the ultra-high-hard wine bottle!

At this time, Eric's mind flashed, and he finally remembered his grandfather's advice to him, but he couldn't imagine that the person Grandpa said to him with a solemn face was what he was now. It was really unexpected. He seemed that he was about the same age.

"I know who you are!"

Eric looked a little excited. He knew the legend about Ye Hetu.

"It's good to know." Ye Hetu said casually that he had filled a glass of wine. The golden ** swayed in the glass and poured the wine. He had always been very full, and then drank it. This is the behavior of a bold man, a man since the inheritance of China for five thousand years.

He picked up this cup of valuable golden **, and in Eric's surprised eyes, he looked up and drank it all, and it flowed into his stomach.

I haven't drunk such a good wine for a long time. Ye Hetu highly praised this bottle of Louis XIII.

Eric was not unhappy about the behavior of being drunk by Ye Hetu with a glass of wine. He knew that there was a Chinese and other Chinese people who were different, and he couldn't tell where it was. Anyway, this was what his grandfather told him, and he also said a lot of legends about this Chinese.

"You are the Chinese in my grandpa's mouth." Eric said that after seeing Ye Hetu's completely unruly unruly style, he was more sure of Ye Hetu's identity.

"What else do you know?"

Ye Hetu continued to ask, the boy seemed to have got a lot of news about him from the old man.

"I know that you are a Chinese with constant rumors in the upper-class society of the West. I know that you have retreated into the Vatican and retreated alone. I also know that you have fought with the masters of the God List and the Black List."

Eric stared at Ye Hetu with hot eyes. This mysterious man in Western society finally appeared in front of him today, but he didn't look like a master from anywhere. Eric thought for a long time before he came to the explanation that Chinese people were very good at disguise.

"I know a lot." Ye Hetu nodded and was not a little unhappy because he was recognized.

"Actually, I came to China for a big reason that I want to see you."

"See me?"

"Yes, you don't know how many people outside are rumoring about you. I'm so happy to see you today. Although you are very young, I wonder if you are interested in joining our Van Cleef & Arpels family? Our family needs such a powerful ally as you very much.

Eric chattered that this is an heir who takes into account his family everywhere and puts the interests of the family first at all times.

A bottle of Louis XIII quickly bottomed out.

"Why did you come to China?" Ye Hetu smiled and said that he had no bad feelings for this courteous French prince, and the Van Cleef & Arpels family had a little intersection with him.

"Do some business and attract some allies by the way." Eric replied truthfully, of course, there are some little secrets. Grandpa's advice to him is not to be an enemy of this Chinese, and Eric doesn't have the courage.

"Is there anything else?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"There is one."

"About the Mausoleum of the Thirteen Emperors?"

"How do you know?"

When Eric said this, he knew that he was reckless, but then he was relieved that China was his territory, and it was impossible for Ye Hetu, who could dominate in the West, not know what happened in his own country.

The facts are exactly the opposite of what he expected.

Ye Hetu's eyes are deep and playful, and it is also the Mausoleum of the Thirteen Emperors.

"You don't have to go to that place. This is your advice." Ye Hetu pondered.

"I know." Eric is not a fool. He heard a murderous intention from Ye Hetu's words. Although he knew some rumors about the Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors, because he did not have too much credibility and enough strength, he did not have any confidence to get a share in this fight.

Fight for the Central Plains, and the heroes compete for hegemony.

The incursion of the golden family makes this dispute more fierce. Next to it are the hermit families of Japan and China. No one knows who will die in the end. Eric is just a moment of curiosity to join in the fun. He has no ambition. Van Cleef & Arpels is not a golden family. This is a huge business family with a little revealing. The strength is sharp, but it is at a serious disadvantage in the group.

Thinking for a few seconds, Ye Hetu had a drunken impulse to sing, and vaguely grasped something. He needed a plan to conceive a huge and sophisticated plan. Because it was too big, he had a feeling that there was no way to start.

After eating a few mouthfuls of seafood, he raised the cup and found that the bottle of "Louis XIII" had been dried up by him for a long time, so he rushed, and the table was quickly in a mess. Eric was shocked that he not only praised the master but also a master. In Chinese, the way he ate was "Mu Xiu Yulin".

"Arick, right?" After wiping his mouth, Ye Hetu successfully took a table of delicious food and said contentedly.

"Well, yes." Eric quickly agreed that at this time, there is usually a certain opportunity. He, who is familiar with Chinese, knows that there is a word called "creation" in China. Undoubtedly, the Ye Hetu he met by chance is his "creation".

"Are you interested in following me?"

"What?"

"You don't know the fight between the Van Cleef & Arpels family, do you? I think you should know better than anyone else about the first-ranking heirs and the second and third heirs."

Ye Hetu said lightly that the blood relationship in these families is simply bullshit, and no matter how close people are, they will stab them in the back coldly.

"What do you mean?" Eric said excitedly that he believed that if he couldn't seize this opportunity today, he would probably never encounter it again in his life.

"I can make you a stable position." Ye Hetu threw an olive branch to the young master of the Van Cleef & Arpels family. The power is huge, because the family power struggle has always been the most fascinating, and China's success or failure is completely the same.

If Mao did not defeat Jiang decades ago, history would also be rewritten, and the songs belonging to the winners would float to every corner.

"Your grandfather should have told you something about it. Think about it."

Eric's face changed, and his heart was already calculating the gains and losses. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "What's the condition?"

"Don't talk too much nonsense when you need your help."

"Is it so simple?" Eric couldn't believe it. He thought it would cost a lot, but he didn't expect such a sentence.

"When you need to do your best, I won't give you too much burden."

Ye Hetu picked his teeth with a toothpick and said casually. He likes such a casual feeling, whether he is talking about an important deal now.

"Okay, I believe you." Eric made up his mind, because of his grandfather's words, he could fully believe in Ye Hetu's ability.

A deal has been negotiated.

Ye Hetu stood up, stretched out his right hand, and smiled, "Happy cooperation."

Eric also smiled and held Ye Hetu's right hand: "I'd like to help you."

"From today on, I'm afraid you will have to change your name." Ye Hetu shrugged his shoulders.

"No problem, this is my sincerity."

Eric did not refuse this small request at all. Since he promised to cooperate, he was much more decisive.

Ye Hetu nodded with satisfaction and continued, "There is only one name you will call me in the future."

He paused for a moment and said slowly to Eric in a low voice.

"Master."