Vol 2 Chapter 571: A way to get rich

"Wait!" Just as she was about to leave the room, Caitlin stopped him again.
"Remember, at all costs!" Caitlin snapped.
"understand."
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Princeton, as soon as Bowers got out of the car, he took the phone out of his pocket.
"Hey, Charlie, this is Bowers, so I have a topic I want to talk to you..., yes, I'm waiting for you at Hilton."
"Hey, James, I have a business to talk to you..."
"..."
After making several calls in a row, Bowers used all his contacts.
Putting down the phone, Bowers reached out to the waiter and said, "A bottle of 59-year-old Lafite."
Outsiders think that the Lafite in 1982 is the best year, but in fact, the Lafite in 59 is just as good. .
In 1959, this wine received Parker's 99 points, and its aging ability is very good. Some experts even believe that this wine really entered the drinking period after 40 years of its appearance.
Of course, this bottle of wine is very valuable, priced at as high as 22,000 US dollars. In the past, Bowers would not be willing to buy such expensive red wine, but now it is different. He just got a check for 3 million US dollars. Enough for him to splurge
"Sir, please wait a moment. The wine will be delivered later." The waiter nodded in response and turned to leave.
When he appeared again, he was already holding a bottle of exquisite red wine.
"Sober up, sir?"
Bowers nodded.
"Good sir." The waiter put on his gloves, unscrewed the cork with a corkscrew, and poured the red wine into the gooseneck.
The scarlet wine is in contact with the air, and an aroma of grapes instantly fills the nasal cavity.
Bowers waved his hand to make the waiter exit the room, and then greedily enjoyed the smell of money.
After waiting for about an hour, the door of the room was knocked.
"Boom boom boom."
Opened the door, a few middle-aged men stood by the door.
Bowles was taken aback for a moment, then his face was full of smiles.
"Professors, please come in." Bowers said with a smile.
A group of professors nodded and walked into the door.
However, in the next second, they were stunned.
His eyes saw the 59-year-old Lafite on the table, and his nose was filled with the mellow aroma of wine.
"Lafite in '59, Bowers seems to have made a lot of money recently." A middle-aged man in the crowd said with a smile.
As he spoke, he had poured himself a half glass of red wine and took a light sip.
"Hehe, I made a little profit." Bowers smiled and nodded.
"It seems you have found a good subject again." Charlie smiled and said.
Subject?
Bowles smiled and shook his head: "Nonono, Charlie, you are wrong. It's not a problem."
"what is that?"
"Because I found a way to get rich." Bowers said with a smile.
"So, what do you mean by calling us? Show off?"
Hearing Charlie’s words, Bowers’ mouth raised a faint smile:
Charlie, who do you think of me? Who doesn’t know that Bowers is notoriously low-key?

"Low-key? Does this word have anything to do with you?" Charlie said, "Tell me, what are we calling for?"
Although Charlie's tone was not very friendly, Bowers was not angry. He glanced at the crowd and slowly said, "Didn't I just find a way to make money? I want to share it with everyone."