I have a paradise

Rasfa took Wang Yi to the party in Beverly Hills. Many stars and models attended the party that day.

Many of these models have participated in the Victoria's Secret catwalks, and their bodies are of that kind of S-curve, and each one can be called a stunner.Everyone has big long legs, and the person who looks at the big white bun is dizzy.

When leaving the villa the next day, except for Wang Yi who was still able to walk, everyone else looked like a lumbar convict, staggering out of it.His hair was a little messy, his complexion was pale, his eyes were sunken, his feet were vacant, he staggered, and his state looked like he had recovered from a serious illness.

Wang Yi stretched his waist and played mahjong with a few Victoria's Secret angels last night. I was really tired. Fortunately, he didn't fight all night. He regretted teaching these people to play mahjong. He didn't expect a group of scumbag addiction. It's so big, I won't let me go if I lose, and I fight until dawn.

"Rasfa, are you okay? How do I feel that you are soon fate!" The pale and weak Rasfa Wang Yi said with a smile.

"Go away, I'm in good health!" Rasfa said stiffly.

"Really?" Wang Yi glanced up and down over him.

"No, what you played last night was the happiest. Why didn't you watch anything today?" Rasfa looked at Wang Yi and asked strangely.

"Because I am a Superman!" Wang Yi said with a smile: "But Rasfa, I think you should exercise restraint. Given your physical condition, I doubt that the next time I see you will be on a hospital bed."

Just now, Wang Yi spent a hundred manor coins for the system to appraise Rasfa’s physical condition. It turned out that Wang Yi was a bit unexpected. Rasfa’s physical condition was very bad. In fact, this is understandable. A rich man The rich man, at the same time he is a well-known Hollywood producer and investor, even if his body is as strong as a cow, he has been pierced into a needle after so many years.

Although he looks healthy on the surface, he is actually hollowed out, and he likes to use small blue films to help. If he is uncontrolled, he may have a cardiac arrest that day.

"There is still that kind of little blue film, it's better to use less." Wang Yi continued.

"Impossible, that is my life!" Rasfa directly refused. As a beacon of hedonism, let them give up their enjoyment and live like an ascetic. Basically, few people want to, even so. It won't work if he will kill him.After all, death is invisible, and they will not regret it until the last moment, just like the young man he met on the beach who died of hiatus before, it was really cool to die.

"Didn't your personal doctor tell you? The little blue film will increase the burden on your heart. Once your heart can't bear it, you can go to see God."

Speaking of which, the original purpose of the small blue film was to treat heart disease, but now most people have forgotten its original intention, but who would call it effective.

"I don't want to wait until I can't even walk, and I end up dying in the hospital bed."

"I have a kind of thing that may be able to replace the effect of the small blue film, and it has no side effects."

"Really? Dear Wang, do you really have such a thing?" Rasfa was emotional when he heard Wang Yi's words.

"Wait tomorrow I will bring things over." Wang Yi said.

Back at the villa, Wang Yi took a shower. Last night, he played mahjong all night. These opponents were very strong and played poorly. Wang Yi won and refused to leave the table. In the end, he could only fight with them until dawn.When I left, I didn't even take a shower.

After taking a shower, Wang Yi took out a bottle of tiger bone wine from the storage space. He was going to give this bottle of tiger bone wine to Rasfa for a try.The effect of tiger bone wine is aphrodisiac and tonic, which is definitely a dream for these rich people.

Asking Nie Wei to change the bottle of wine to a better bottle, Wang Yi yawned and went upstairs to sleep.

......

Coming to Rasfa’s manor villa again, Wang Yi glanced at the beautiful blond woman in a maid costume inside the villa. This woman in a maid costume gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it there, but thought about it. After not remembering, Wang Yi shook his head when he saw that she had left, and went to the living room.

Rasfa is very enthusiastic about Wang Yi's arrival, and even has some kindness.

"Hi, dear Wang, I am so happy to see you." Rasfa stepped forward to give Wang Yi a hug, and then led him to his seat.

"I specially opened a bottle of 90-year-old Romani Conti for you. Come and taste it."

"Of course!" Wang Yi is also very curious about the Romani Conti, who is known as the nobleman among wines. He has never drunk this kind of wine. As for the Romani Conti sold in China, Wang Yi doesn't really believe that it is true. He produces 6,000 bottles of wine every year, and he has no quota. As a newly emerging rich man, it is not easy to buy.

Soon, the butler of Rasfa brought a bottle of Romani Conti over. There was already a lot of dark red liquor in the decanter next to him. The butler poured the liquor into the glass, and Wang Yi took a cup and tasted it. Now, there was a violet scent in the liquor. The liquor was thick and sweet. It was indeed much better than the red wine he had drunk before.

"It tastes good." Wang Yi is not the taster who can tell the taste of the wine one, two or three, but also what velvety soft sweet cherry, and it is very permeable fruity and fruity. Tannin flavor.To be honest, he can't drink it. Next time you drink this kind of wine, you should check the evaluation given by the taster first. It is best to recite it again, so that you can pretend to be forced...

"Since you like it, I still have a bottle of 99-year-old Romani Conti. When I go back, I will ask the butler to bring it to you." Seeing Wang Yi like it, Rasfa said directly.

"Why is this embarrassing?" Wang Yi said politely, then turned to the housekeeper and said, "I'll put this bottle in it too."

Rasfa: ...

"Okay, I have drunk the wine, let's say business." Wang Yi put down the wine glass and said.

Hearing Wang Yi's words, Rasfa also sat up straight and asked expectantly: "What preparation do I need to do?"

"No, you just have to taste it." Wang Yi blinked, and then beckoned to Nie Wei. Nie Wei handed over a simple-looking box.

I opened the box easily, revealing a palm-sized crystal bottle, which contained about two hundred milliliters of amber liquid, which was very beautiful under the light of the living room.

"This is the wine I brought from China. You can try it." Wang Yi took out the bottle and winked at him.

"Is that what you said?" Rasfa was skeptical.