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Chapter four hundred and eighty first paste your face (month(2/2)

As the host fell and made an exciting remark, he invited Wang Xiao, who contributed the most to charity tonight, to come forward and say a few words.

At the same time, the real organizer of this charity cocktail party also came up.

After shook hands with Wang Xiao, he said to the audience, "Thanks to Mr. Wang for taking out the red wine from his manor to support our charity."

As soon as this sentence came out, the noise suddenly began to arise below.

Before, everyone was like Bao Yifan, who thought Wang Xiao was a nouveau riche who spent money.

But now when I heard that this bottle of wine was from Wang Xiao’s own winery, wouldn’t that mean that Luciano’s manor was bought by him?

Everyone's attitudes and senses immediately changed differently.

There are many wineries of all sizes in France, and buying a winery there is not a big deal.

But if you reach the level of Luciano Manor, that would be another matter.

Manors of this level are very expensive, at least starting from ten-digit numbers.

It's a beauty!

Strength and other things are undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

After a few greetings, Wang Xiao stood under the light and faced everyone under the stage.

He smiled and raised his hand to signal Bao Yifan with a pale face. "Thank you Mr. Bao for your support, but I want to drink this bottle of wine by myself."

Don’t you like to pretend to be that in front of me? Now I’m messing with you.

Wang Xiao looked at Wei Guoqiang with a weird look not far away, "Just treat me as an advertisement here. Everyone present today will give you a bottle of winery collection."
Chapter completed!
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