People always talk about winners, as if they were born with something great in the world, but that''s not the case. The so-called personality charm and smart mind are actually based on the recognition of money by the society. We often say that so and so entrepreneurs are very enterprising, but we ignore that there are 99 former entrepreneurs who are as enterprising as they need to go to the streets looking for food through the garbage.

    We recognize this successful entrepreneur - the number behind him represents status and money. The larger the number, the firmer our affirmation of him.

    So no matter what Dooling says, in the eyes of those who don''t have as many numbers as him, he is right. Because he has succeeded, we always believe in the winners, because we haven''t succeeded yet.

    This is the goal, this is the example!

    Batches of private wine were packed, bound into wooden boxes with strong wooden boards and sent to trucks. The truck carrying a full load of private wine kept running along the city''s roads. Barrels of low-grade wine fell down, but the outflow was money. More and more low-grade wine gathered here, and more and more money entered Dolin''s bank account.

    Here I have to mention a small anecdote. Some people have been reminding Doolin that the imperial central bank is unreliable because it is a bank opened by the ogding people. He should hide his money in the cellar.

    Well, that''s a joke.

    A large number of high-quality private wine successfully hit the market, making the other two guys not very good.

    There were only six people in the quiet restaurant, two attendants, two bodyguards and two tycoons.

    Ernst sat neatly at one end of the long table, dividing the steak in the plate gracefully and calmly. The good steak is not the same thing as those inferior people. Cattle are very cheap, but there are also very expensive luxury varieties for nobles and capitalists. What these cows eat is far better than the food of some middle-class families. In order to make the fat perfectly dispersed in the muscle, not one by one, each high-quality wagley cow is raised by a team of at least three people.

    They will feed this kind of cattle some expensive fruit and some other quality beef for them - this can increase the amino acid content in the beef and improve the taste of the beef. They also regularly massage the cows to knead the possible excess fat and evenly fill the meat. Of course, every cow also needs exercise. Their daily life is like an aristocrat''s master. They are properly served by people until they need to become a delicacy on people''s plate.

    Such an almost perfect steak costs about 60 to 70 yuan per pound. If it is the top beef with special parts, the price will be as high as hundreds.

    Ernst, like a gourmet, patiently and carefully cut a piece of slightly burnt outer layer and some pink beef pieces in the middle from the whole, inserted a silver fork into the beef pieces, and squeezed out a trace of pink juice. He carefully leaned forward, stretched his neck, wrapped the beef pieces in his mouth, nodded and stirred his cheeks to chew. He looked up at the guy across the table, swallowed the beef in his mouth, raised his knife and fork, "don''t you taste it? It''s very fresh. It was slaughtered this morning."

    Carroll''s upper lip twitched twice, making him look a little funny. His expression was serious and dark, and his eyes were full of terrible luster. He lowered his eyes, glanced at the delicious steak on the plate, then held the napkin together and threw it on the table.

    "I don''t understand how you can eat. Don''t you know that our market share is shrinking? Our income is decreasing every day. We should stop that madman, at least not let him mess around!"

    What karur said is that there is a problem about the price reduction of snow elves and first love in the market recently. The price reduction of each bottle is not very much, only 50 points, but these 50 points make more bars more willing to promote these two kinds of private wine when selling highly private wine. On the one hand, the quality is high, but the purchase price is at the middle and low end. On the other hand, the reputation of the guests is fermenting rapidly.

    More and more bars have fallen - bars are cash cows. Bar holders don''t care about hidden rules. What they need is profit and market, and they don''t care about anything else.

    Ernst doesn''t care much about the gains and losses of private wine because of his complex background, or his ability to maintain his demeanor comes from his confidence to stand to the end. However, karul did not. Recently, while the income has been decreasing, the expenditure has also increased sharply. Someone has warned him in a way of talking and laughing that if the donation needs to be reduced, he will consider another person to support it.

    The mid-term election is imminent. What should be moved at this time is also moving. Most ordinary people only see the cruel "fighting" a month or two before the election, but they don''t think that as early as a year or two ago, they began to accumulate strength and store ammunition.

    In the face of caruer''s question, Ernst shrugged his shoulders. He put down his knife and fork and looked at caruer seriously. "Do you know how many rulers the city has welcomed and sent away since its establishment?" before caruer answered, Ernst asked and answered himself. He gestured, turned his wrist and raised his hand, "Countless, yes, countless. Winners leave their names, losers leave their bones, and nothing remains the same. We have replaced some people in the past, and may be replaced by some people in the future. This is history, dear Carroll."

    "No, it''s different. I don''t allow anyone to take everything I have now, absolutely!" when he was ready to stand up and leave the table, there were some noisy voices behind him, the quiet restaurant became slightly noisy, the door that was not allowed to be disturbed was pushed open, and the two attendants had not had time to say anything, He straightened himself - everyone had a sharp long knife around their neck.

    A tall and straight boy came in wearing a white suit and holding his head high. He took off his hat, handed it to the people around him, and strode to the table. At this time, when karul''s personal bodyguard was ready to stop these less "educated" intruders, he was butted in the head by a gun.

    The guy in the white suit pulled a chair from one side and put it in the middle of the long table. He snapped his fingers. A servant was pushed and staggered back to him.

    "Give me a medium rare steak, thank you!" the boy smiled and nodded, then supported the table with both hands, stood in an aggressive and oppressive posture, and looked at Ernst and caruer, "please allow me to introduce myself!"

    He smiled and said, "my name is Dolin!"