Wine Wars Page #2

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I'll open a red Burgundy for you.

It's made by my friend Olivier.

We also have karaoke here.

I can sing with you if you are in the mood.

Dude, dude.

Stop.

Let's get down to business.

We should go to French Credit Bank

tomorrow morning.

I have paid 5 million euro

and made an appointment.

So we will tell them

you are...

You are the boss, and I'm the bodyguard.

But you have to take a tasting interview

before the auction.

We can't bid for the wine unless you pass it.

I really know nothing about wine.

Only someone like you who sleeps during the day

and picks up girls at night

knows it.

Drink a toast

to your boss,

and I'll bid for the wine.

What?

Some private home cuisine

and a luxurious karaoke

don't make you the boss.

You know, without me,

you would be nothing now.

Bodyguard, you ask me for a favor today.

Serve it.

What?

You want to play a drinking game with me?

You are dead meat.

What?

Tail.

Head.

You are in luck.

Thanks for your two grapes.

They gave me all the good luck.

Just give up.

Cut the crap. Come on.

What?

Tail.

Screw you.

Seriously,

how is your adopted father?

He passed away last year.

I couldn't find you.

Come on, let's drink for him.

And wish us success

on our bid for Wine God.

You call it Wine God.

I call it aged vinegar.

Forget it.

I don't care if it's gone rotten, stunk, sour

or something,

I have to get the wine.

This is my mission here.

Wish me success!

I'll give you the money

for the bidding.

I don't want your money.

I can handle it.

What if the rivals bid more than 5 million euro?

Then I'll bid higher.

Just wait and see.

Cheers.

Here I am.

Why are you late again, Lu Fei?

You know I'm a slow walker.

You came all the way here

to bid for a bottle of wine?

Are you sure about that?

Rest assured.

I will get it.

You can only call it bidding when you are paying.

What we do is robbery.

I did some research.

Wine God's owner is the eldest son

of the Khan family.

During the European

debt crisis,

So his sister has to sell

their finest wine in stock.

When that is sold out,

they have to sell Wine God.

LK's little sister, Yvonne,

is the auction organizer this time.

And the guy who will protect us

in secret is here too.

His nickname is

Marlboro.

Marlboro?

You got any problem with that name?

I'm afraid he'd cough too bad from smoking

to hit the target.

Ha ha ha.

What a great name.

He is not a smoker.

I'll get there by train in two hours.

And I'll see you at French Credit Bank.

Mr. Fang.

Mr. Lu Fei.

Bonjour.

Ms. Yvonne is interviewing

the other group of bidders.

To keep each group of bidders' identity a secret...

Shh.

Please take a break here

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