Colt calmly looked at his powerful men and lowered his head against the wall, just like the child in his family who had made a mistake at school and returned home with a look of shame.

Obviously it is a very simple small task. As long as you keep an eye on one person, whether it is Mr. Colt or this powerful subordinate, you feel that this is really a trivial matter that cannot be simpler, but the problem comes On this little thing.

In the beginning, this powerful man-he actually had his own name, Gewen.

Gewen thinks it's too easy to follow a big man. Even standing in a crowd, you can see at a glance the guy who is higher than most people and has a head walking around the crowd. He knew what Mr. Colt meant. After all, he was Mr. Colt's capable man. When this silly big man named Graf brought the highly distinctive highly fruit wine and sold it out in two days, he knew it was a gold mine.

Mr. Colt, that's the miner ... No, the owner.

His task is to stare at Graf, see who he is going to contact, who is his real go home, then find the source of this highly fruity wine from his go home, and act as the sole dealer in Tener City . This is a very important task, and Gervin believes that no one else is qualified for this job, except for himself, Mr. Colt's capable assistant.

On the first day, he followed Graf back to the station, and then waited outside the station until the evening, followed by Graf to the station's workshop. He squatted all night at the corner outside the workhouse, and fell asleep in the middle of the night, remembering that he still had tasks, and that he was a capable partner of Mr. Colt, he got up very early.

看着 He watched the workers coming out of the workhouse and walking to the station, but he didn't see Graf. His heart was almost cold. It was only nine o'clock before Graf yawned and walked out of the workhouse. He stood at the door and stretched a lazy waist, wiped the tears from the yawn, and wiped with the shit. On his sleeve.

The next day, he watched Graf go to the station with his own eyes, and then left the station with a small man ....

If he hadn't seen Graf taking his wine to the bar to find his partner Mr. Colt, Gervin might not believe that this kind of guy who was late and left early could step on the shit, and he was favored by a supplier. .

For many days, Mr. Gwen found nothing, and sometimes Graff didn't come out for a day or two, but whenever he came out, he seemed to go to the station.

And this time was even more outrageous. He hadn't seen Graf come out of the workhouse for more than ten days. He even wanted to call the police. That guy would not have been in conflict with the workers, caused disputes, and was beaten. Did you die inside? If he didn't want to see what was happening inside the window of the building, I'm afraid he wouldn't find out that there are two doors in this building ...

"So, you stood at the gate of the workshop for more than ten days, but you didn't know that Graf had left, right?" Mr. Colt whispered as if he was explaining Gervin's mistake. Ge Wen was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up. He didn't know that there were two doors in the building. What if he knew it? Ah, what can we do? He is only one person, how can he see two doors? Although I was ashamed in my heart, there was still a bit of stubbornness. Anyway, I couldn't attribute all the errors to myself.

In the face of speechless Colvin, Colt almost laughed, how could he be so stupid as to make others feel desperate? He must be so big because he is the **** of God? Otherwise, this kind of stupidity is put on the average person, and the **** is already dead.

Fortunately, Mr. Colt's cultivation is good. After all, he has a higher education and has always advertised himself as a civilized person. Therefore, he did not want to lose whoever picked up the ashtray, but just put it in another place.

格 "Gerwin, can you drive?"

Gervin replied that he would drive. Before becoming Mr. Colt, he had been a driver for a while. If it was n’t for the car ’s steering wheel, he would n’t have lost the job. Naturally May have this job now.

Mr. Colt nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, people with a skill can always be impressive. From tomorrow, you go to drive. That is a very important job. Is there a wine bar in the whole bar? Thanks to your timely transportation. Understand? "

Gwen was very happy to hear that he was going to take on such an important job. He nodded hard and nodded his head, "I will never disappoint your expectations, sir, I will be the best driver!"

格 Gervin really thought so at this moment, until the incident that happened shortly after, he thought so, as did Mr. Colt. Isn't it just picking up and delivering goods in a car? What else can happen? On the main street in Tener City, you can see a car passing by in five minutes, which is considered a traffic jam!

Mr. Colt waved his hand. "Doing a good job is my greatest support. Go ahead and take over the work!"

After I sent Gwen away, Mr. Colt took a sterling silver-covered pocket watch out of his arms and opened the lid of his daughter's photo. An inexplicable heart warmed, and gently flicked his daughter's photo with his thumb, as if the daughter was around. Glancing at the time, it was fifteen minutes from five, and Graf was almost due.

The reason why I suddenly remembered today that I still have a man named Gwen who is following Graff, or because Graff told him to start shipping today and deliver the wine before 5pm.

A total of ten cases, one hundred and twenty bottles, one bottle according to Graff's ten dollars, is one thousand and two hundred. Although the payment of 1,200 yuan is more, it also represents a lot of income. The cost of 1,200 yuan can be returned at least between about 800 and 900 yuan. The reason this number is not stable is mainly because of the bartender. A good bartender will put an extra piece of ice in the glass and pour a little less wine at the same time, which saves some. Three bottles can give two more glasses.

The honest and docile bartenders are very ...

At five to five, Graf and the two boys pushed in, and they put ten cases of wine in the corner.

"Is there only so much?" Looking at those ten boxes of 120 bottles, Mr. Colt frowned. Of course he knew how popular this wine was. Last time because there was no such wine, there were Several stable customers complained, and one of them did not return.

Graff may have learned to shrug recently. He shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. "There are only so many, because for some reasons I don't understand, basically every bar, there are only so many matching goods."

One hundred and twenty bottles looks like a lot. Four bottles can be sold every day, that is, twenty glasses. But actually only ten glasses can be counted ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Because there are two kinds of wine, there are only two bottles of each kind of wine, that is, less than ten glasses, count as ten glasses.

This supply is not enough for guests to enjoy. Some guests have to drink three or four glasses a night, two or three guests, or even two guests at a table can consume two bottles.

酒 This wine can be enjoyed by guests, and of course it is the honor of Mr. Colt and Wild Rose Bar, but if it cannot meet the needs of all guests, it will be a trouble.

So Mr. Colt blurted out, "What if I want to spend a bit more? Can I give someone else a share?"

Graft suddenly smiled and showed two rows of slightly yellow teeth. "If you don't mind spending more money, it's not impossible."

Mr. Colt's face calmly returned, and the price increase will increase the price. In the end, this part of the money is still in the head of the customer. He smiled and said, "How much?"

"Within a box of fifty, a bottle of twelve pieces."

"More than fifty cases, no more than one hundred cases, fifteen pieces a bottle."

"More than one hundred boxes, eighteen yuan a bottle!"

Every time Graff quoted a price, Mr. Colt's face was blackened. When he heard that it cost 18 yuan a bottle for more than a hundred boxes, he couldn't wait to bite Graff. I've seen unscrupulous businessmen, and I've never seen you so mad, why not double it? Mr. Colt immediately picked up the pen on the table to write and draw, and finally came to the conclusion that if one hundred boxes were to be entered, fifteen thousand nine hundred and sixty would be needed, and an average bottle would cost more than thirteen. No matter how much you buy next, it's 18 yuan a bottle.

Alas, traitor!

Mr. Colt took a deep breath, "Five boxes each ..." He glanced at the ten boxes on the ground, "Count this!"