Chapter 1098
The security here might outrun that of a bank vault.
May chuckled to Arabe, “This wine cer alone isparable to a small bank vault. I heard from the
cer keeper that the worth of just a few of these bottles would be enough to buy a vi."
Arabe wasn''t particrly fond of wine, but, influenced greatly by her grandfather since childhood, she
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knew good wine when she saw it and had an eye for quality.
"Let''s take these two,’ Arabe said, pointing at two bottles. May immediately had them brought over.
"Ms. Be, could wine be considered a form of investment, its value appreciating over time?" May
asked, curious.
"Fine wine appreciates quite rapidly."
"No wonder there are so many members under Mr. Sampson''s vineyard. They''re all collectors. After
buying the wine, they store it in Mr. Sampsor''s cer. These members have personal wine racks
engraved with their names, each bottle of wine has a number. If they want to retrieve their wine one
day, there are people who will deliver it to them"
"Do you like wine?" Arabe asked.
"I''ve been allergic to alcohol since I was a kid. But I admire Mr. Sampson''s business acumen. Being
around him has really broadened my horizons."
They chatted away. After getting the wine, Keh, Louisa, and Sampson had already gotten up and
finished breakfast.
"Be, can you ski?” Sampson asked, visibly excited upon seeing her.
"I can a little"
"Great! It''s snowing today, let''s go skiing.” Sampson had the vehicles prepared, and the group set off
with great momentum.
In this country, Sampson owned multiple ski resorts. Thergest and most scenic one was the Ski
Resort.
The mountain there looked like a ram''s horn.
There, the beautiful snow lines allowed skiers to oveok the distant snow-covered viges, a true
feast for the eyes.
The snow there was excellent,rge and dense, soft and fine. The snow on the ground was pillowy,
attracting many wealthy people.
The key was that the skiing here was very smooth, even if you fell, it didn''t hurt.
When Arabe first arrived at the ski resort, a group of staff came to greet her.
"This is my dear niece. From now on, whenever shees, notify me immediately and take good care
of her!"
Arabe responded with a smile.
Sampson had brand new skiing gear brought over.
Since those who came here were either rich or noble, there were not as many tourists as in ordinary ski
resorts.
Each skier could even enjoy a ski track all to themselves, making the experience quite enjoyable.
Arabe changed into her gear and went skiing. Sampson watched her fiqure from a distance, couldn''t
resist taking out his cell phone to snap a few photos of her.
"This kid seems to be able to do anything,’ Sampson said to his sister beside him.
"She can do a lot more. Keh and I are going to y over there, you should rx a bit too."
Sampson asked the staff to keep an eye on Arabe and to attend to her needs immediately if
necessary.
Arabe slid down the high snow track, snow sshing around her like waves. It had been a long time
since she had had so much fun.
At the same time, a foreign man sitting in the cable car, looking at the imposing Romeo in front of him,
was at a loss for words.
The outside world was covered in snow, yet he was so nervous that he wiped the sweat off his
forehead.
Originally, the one who was supposed to negotiate with their group was a business manager from the
Lidaria Branch under McMllian Corporation.
But now, with Romeo personally stepping in, he was so scared that he couldn''t utter a single word.
He didn''t understand why Romeo would personally negotiate with him. Was it because the benefits he
proposed were too small, or was there another reason?
Because he couldn''t figure it out, he was uneasy for a while.
At that moment, he inadvertently caught Romeo''s gaze, which was fixed on a girl skiing below.