Chapter 242 (1/2)

Northwest Tasmania.

Simon and Janet have lived here in recent days on the banks of the Arthur River, which runs through the primeval forests of Northwest Tasmania. There are several simple wooden houses on the edge of large farms and dense forests.

Of course, it's not only the two of them, but also many other attendants.

Six years ago, Heineken president's kidnapping shocked the world, which made all the rich pay more attention to their own security, especially Simon, who has always lacked a sense of security. As a man of two generations, he also knows that there are always too many unexpected malice in this world.

The wooden house was built when he bought the surrounding farms and woodlands. Simon actually wanted to build some more exquisite brick and stone buildings, but this idea was extremely incompatible with the excellent original ecology around, so he had to give up.

Many rich people always claim that the amount of money to a certain extent is just a series of figures, which is very hypocritical in Simon's view.

More money means that one can enjoy all the resources in this society more freely. There is a big difference between millionaires and multimillionaires.

Under the supervision of Janet, they have completely abandoned their work. In recent days, they have enjoyed everything that many top resorts can enjoy on this backward island at the end of the world.

The northern hemisphere is still in the middle of winter. I heard that New York has just experienced a snowstorm recently. Tasmania, which is located in temperate marine climate, is a perfect summer resort.

Living less than 30 kilometers away from the sea, he drifted down the Arthur River, took the Johnston's yacht for a day, and then led the team along the Arthur River to find Australia's unique platypus.

I really caught one, but no one knew how to eat it, so I had to let it go.

On the last day of February, Simon and Janet flew by helicopter to a winery in the middle of the island.

Tasmania is a very good wine producing area, only because the geographical location is too remote to develop the wine industry as prosperous as Europe.

Janet originally wanted to buy a winery in Europe, but she didn't find a suitable one. Instead, she opened a small winery with a scale of about 20 hectares in Tasmania, and transplanted a number of very high-quality Pinot Noir vines from France.

It's the ripening season, and although next month's picking is more appropriate, Simon and Janet have tried most of the process from picking to brewing.

Sophia faessy just came from Europe in recent days, because Simon was in a coma a few days ago, and for Gucci's sake. The woman was originally stopped in Melbourne by Janet, because she was going to the winery today, so she was called over as a staff officer.

The three spent the whole day in the winery, and it was late in the evening that they took a helicopter to return to their foothold in the northwest.

After getting off the helicopter, we went to the cabin together. Sofia was still talking about the winery: ”the wine in Tasmania is very unique. If it can be operated carefully, it will certainly create a very good brand. Unfortunately, from the maintenance of grape plantations to the brewing technology of red wine, it is far from comparable with Europe. Although the quality of wine is affected by the climate, the cultivation and brewing technology are also crucial. ”

”If you think you can do it, you can try it,” Simon said, walking between the two women. ”However, no top winemaker would like to live in such a remote place. There are only a few hundred thousand people in Tasmania.”

Sophia was about to continue to say something when Janet interrupted: ”Sophie, I've just pulled Simon out of work for a few days. Don't talk about these things.”

”Well,” Sophia stopped in time, and said strangely, ”what happened last time?”

Hearing this question, Janet blinked a little sheepishly and stopped talking.

Simon laughed and said, ”it's nothing, just too tired.”

The three came to the door of the wooden house. This time, the chef who came with us asked us what to eat in the evening. He also said that Melbourne had just sent someone to send some seafood.

Simon didn't care too much about it. He just gave it to Janet, opened the door and walked into the cabin.

All he wanted to do was take a good bath.

The wooden house is a two-layer structure. It looks simple and rough on the outside, and some wood has sprouted, but the interior is very exquisite, and all the furniture and equipment are available.

Simon took a shower in the bathroom on the second floor, dressed fresh and went downstairs again.

There was no one in the living room, but there was some noise in the kitchen. Simon came to the kitchen door and saw Sophia making coffee. The same day, a habitual ol dress up the woman is still meticulous, as if just sitting in the office for a day.

Janet's character is always like a little girl. Sophia has a very lethal light and familiar flavor in her age, figure and temperament.

Simon leaned against the doorframe, admiring the woman's mature body, and unconsciously raised some uncontrollable emotions.Maybe it's because Janet has been forced to abstain in recent days.

In private, Janet thinks that it was her obsession with Simon that night that led to her fainting the next day, so she has not allowed Simon to do anything else in recent days.

Women are naturally very sensitive to men's eyes, Sophia pretended not to be patient for a moment, or turned to look over, with a faint blush on his face, said: ”boss, don't you think it's impolite to look at a woman like this?”

Although she has expressed her attitude on some things and doesn't resist what happened to Simon, Sophia knows that Simon doesn't seem to be very interested in her in the past. However, for some reason, she was able to clearly feel something dangerous at this time.

The little man at the door is pressing the impulse of rushing to press her on the kitchen table.

It's still the rough one.

Simon hardly heard what Sophia had just said, and still looked at the woman in front of him. Outside the wooden house, Janet's light laughter when she was talking with people broke the beautiful confrontation.

His eyes were clear again. Simon pointed to the coffee pot and said, ”OK?”