Attending the wine tasting event!

Because red wine is sealed with corks, if the humidity is too low, the corks will slowly dry and shrink, reducing the seal and causing the red wine to be completely ruined.

Conversely, if the humidity is too high, mold can easily grow, causing the wine labels to become damp and damaging the storage condition of the wine bottles.

Therefore, a humidity of 60%-80% is precisely the optimal humidity for red wine storage.

Secondly, constant temperature; the basement temperature of this house perfectly matches the ideal temperature for red wine storage, which is between 12-15℃.

If the temperature is too high, it will accelerate the wine's maturation, affecting its quality.

If the temperature is too low, the wine's development will slow down.

With these two main conditions met, the remaining factors like avoiding light and maintaining quietness are even less of a concern.

In other words, this house is not suitable for living, but it is very suitable for use as an underground wine cellar for storing red wine.

Its original disadvantages have now transformed into advantages.

Most importantly, those who can afford a red wine cellar are usually either rich or noble, and they can also afford such a villa.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan excitedly flipped through his Client data, looking for anyone involved in red wine.

As it turned out, he actually found a Client who sold red wine.

However, looking at the records, there wasn't much useful information, and the last follow-up record was even three months ago.

Lin Yuan pondered for a moment but still decided to take out his phone and call him to ask.

Soon, after the call connected, a noisy sound came through, followed by a rough voice: "Hello! Who is this?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Liang? I'm from Fang Bu Sheng Fang Real Estate Agency, who contacted you before. I'm calling to ask if you still plan to buy a house recently? I have a house here that is particularly suitable for you. Would you like me to tell you about it?"

However, the man on the other end of the phone seemed uninterested and even appeared a bit agitated.

He replied impatiently: "Selling houses? I don't have time right now, let's talk later."

After saying that, he directly hung up the phone with a snap.

Lin Yuan's words, which he was about to say, were stifled back, feeling a bit awkward.

But just before he hung up, he seemed to hear someone speaking on the phone, mentioning the words "red wine tasting event."

His boss, standing nearby, thought Lin Yuan was discouraged and comforted him: "These Clients haven't been contacted for a long time, so it's normal for them to have a bad attitude."

"No!" To everyone's surprise, Lin Yuan shook his head.

Then he turned to his boss and analyzed: "He should indeed be busy. I just heard the words 'red wine tasting event,' it seems like some kind of activity, and it's very noisy there."

"Judging by his tone, he seemed quite rushed. But even so, he didn't hang up immediately when he heard I was an agent selling houses."

"Instead, he listened to me talk for a long time before telling me he was busy, had no time, and to talk later."

"This shows that he is not against me, because most people would hang up the phone in one second when they hear a sales pitch, let alone when he is very busy."

"There's also another important point: he didn't say he didn't need it, but rather 'talk later'."

"Doesn't this mean he still has a demand, but just no time!"

After hearing Lin Yuan's analysis, the Photographer and his boss were stunned.

If it had been them, they would have dismissed that Client immediately after that call.

But if they thought about it carefully, it seemed Lin Yuan's words actually made some sense.

The Client's attitude seemed very poor, but in reality, it was just that Lin Yuan called at the wrong time.

If they were honest with themselves, if they were busy to death and received an uninteresting sales call, they would either hang up directly or even start cursing.

Thinking this way, the Client's attitude seemed much better than imagined.

Actually, they didn't know that Lin Yuan was thinking even further ahead.

The focus now was not on this Client at all, but on the red wine tasting event mentioned on the phone!

This could be said to be an unexpected surprise for him.

If he could go to this red wine tasting event, everyone there would be potential Clients—either wealthy individuals who love collecting red wine or merchants selling red wine. Even closing one deal would be great.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan looked at his boss and asked, "Do you know where a red wine tasting event is being held in West Sea City?"

His boss looked stunned, then smiled wryly and shook his head: "I haven't even had a few sips of red wine in my life, so how would I know about these things? I don't even know what a tasting event is."

"Why are you asking this?"

Lin Yuan shrugged: "To find Clients and sell houses!"

Hearing this, his boss was bewildered.

He said he didn't have time, and you're just going to show up at his door?

Is it worth it!!

However, he also knew that one could never understand Lin Yuan's thoughts with a normal person's mindset; perhaps he really could close a deal.

His boss pondered for a moment, then said uncertainly: "I do know a friend who likes to drink red wine. He should know a bit about this. I'll call him and ask."

"Good!" Lin Yuan nodded.

His boss took out his phone and walked aside to call his friend. He returned in a few minutes.

Seeing his smiling face, Lin Yuan knew there was hope.

As expected.

His boss smiled proudly: "Done, I got the address. It's not far, starting at 3 PM this afternoon. However... my friend said this tasting event is organized by the West Sea City Government, and only those with invitations can enter. Even if you know the address, you can't get in."

Lin Yuan stood up and smiled faintly: "It's fine, give me the address, I'll climb over the wall and get in."

"Ah, this..." His boss was a bit astonished, but he didn't say much and directly sent the address over.

After getting the address, Lin Yuan took the Photographer and hailed a taxi directly to Hongxing Home Furnishings City.

Red wine tasting events are usually held in hotels, private clubs, or wineries.

However, most of them are private in nature, mainly for promoting products.

This time was different; according to his boss's friend, this tasting event was organized by the Government for bidding on red wine for all banquets throughout the upcoming year.

Therefore, many local wineries would go there to showcase their red wines.

Even if they weren't selected for the bid, they could still promote their products and sign a few Client orders, which would also be good.

It could be said that this tasting event was much grander than privately held ones, and the scale of attendees was also very large, which is why such a large venue as the Home Furnishings City was rented for it.

After Lin Yuan arrived at his destination, he scanned the surrounding environment.

Luxury cars at the entrance had already filled the parking spaces, showcasing the guests' noble status and taste.

Walking into the venue, the first thing that caught his eye was a huge poster, on which was written "West Sea City Hongxing Home Furnishings City First Red Wine Tasting Event."

Beside it stood a winding queue of people, handsome men and beautiful women dressed in various formal wear, holding invitations, walking on the red carpet, and scanning their codes to enter.

There were more than a dozen security guards maintaining order, and even police officers were on standby.

Such a scene made Lin Yuan click his tongue in amazement.

The Photographer beside him whispered: "Brother, there are even police here. We can't get in without an invitation. Climbing over the wall is impossible."

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, his expression solemn.

He also hadn't expected just a red wine tasting event to be so serious.

Looking at those people in formal wear, one might have thought it was a celebrity walking the red carpet.

His casual remark about climbing over the wall was clearly no longer possible.

He couldn't just walk in without an invitation, and forcing his way in was even more impossible; the police weren't just for show.

Headache!!

Was he really going to make this trip for nothing?