A low-income young man who started out as a bartender and was reimbursed two hundred yuan a month.
Looking back twenty years later, he holds in his hands a liquor empire with annual sales of tens of billions, and the underground power of the entire Dongxing Group.
His name is Lu Chenzhou.
On the surface, he is the king of alcohol sales, but behind the scenes, he is the boss of Dongxing Group.
On this road, he drank the strongest wine, loved the most ruthlessly woman, and killed his closest brother.
Someone asked him how he got to this point.
He said: "The first glass of wine is for life, the second glass is for blood, the third glass is for the enemy, the fourth glass is for the years... And the last glass is for yourself."
At the age of fifteen, he knelt in front of his parents' graves and took his first sip of Laobaigan.
From the smelly ditches and foot-washing cities in the county town, to the wine bureaus in the provincial capital, to the wine empire across the country.
He climbed up from the bottom not by his ability to drink, but by his ability to read people.
A bottle of wine in his hand is not for drinking, but for opening roads, buying lives, and exploring people's hearts.
But he never lived on alcohol.
He relies on an identity that cannot be said - the boss of Dongxing Group.
Eighteen hundred brothers followed him out of the days of licking blood from the knife edge. Some betrayed, some died, and some remained loyal to the end.
Five women came into his life.
A Zhi, Lin Susu, Su Yu, Shen Qianchen, Su Wanwan.
Each paragraph is a sincere exchange of scars, and each paragraph fails to say goodbye properly.
Thirty years, from youth to old age, wine and debauchery, love and hatred, swords and swords.
In the end, he sat alone on the beach, drinking fame, grudges, life and death into his stomach one mouthful at a time.
What I spit out are golden words for a lifetime.
This is not a cool article.
This is a story that makes people understand.
