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I’m really impressed, this is the very first thing that he anticipated my needs and took action. “John, how about at least 10 people. 500 Hardcore cases are a whole lot of wine to move. It will probably arrive in a tractor trailer,” I tell him. “When we get to the Chateau, I’ll make calls and put together a group that will handle all this. I’ll also look at the easiest way to get this from outside to into the wine cellar. If my math is correct, this will be 6,000 bottles of wine,” John tells me. “I’ll also get Bobby and Sammy involved as well. One of them could be directing the flow from their door by the kitchen,” John tells me. It felt good to be home. Dallas has been a sore spot with me so far, much like having a small pebble in your shoe that you can’t seem to get rid of. Hopefully, Ms. Burger will take charge of the new group of district managers. “Fred, can you take us to a high-end curio shop? 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