Leng Yu asked in surprise, "Why?"

"If this can be resolved peacefully, I don't want to do it any other way. ”

"Are you sure you're going to mess with Boss Shen?"

Chen Dairong smiled bitterly twice and admitted calmly: "No." Shaking his head slightly, Chen Dairong said again: "But I will try my best, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we should avoid completely offending this person..."

Leng Yu took Chen Dairong's hand, bit her lower lip, and said softly, "I have wronged you." ”

"We are good sisters..."Chen Dairong said, hugging Leng Yu.

In fact, what Chen Dairong said to Leng Yu was only one of the reasons for deciding to go to the appointment, and another reason was that he found that Boss Shen was not very annoying, and it could even be said that he was very likable.

Chen Dairong even became more or less interested, wanting to know more about the story behind this man.

But this kind of interest is only based on friendship in the largest way, and it will definitely not rise to the height of love between men and women, because for Chen Dairong, Boss Shen can't pass the level just by age.

After returning home, Chen Dairong briefly introduced today's experience to Zhou Wenxin, and Zhou Wenxin was relieved to see that Chen Dairong's feelings were not bad.

At noon the next day, Chen Dairong simply cleaned up, wore a pair of jeans and an ordinary T-shirt, put on a pair of big sunglasses, and went to Fengge Teahouse without any makeup.

Fengge Tea House is a Chinese classical building, located in the downtown area, but quiet in the middle of the city, the environment is very elegant.

Sitting upstairs in this season, looking out, you can see the full greenery of the eyes, and the Jinshui River passes through it, like a jade belt.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling the gentle breeze blowing outside the window, and tasting fragrant tea at the same time, it is really a great joy in life.

It's just that this kind of pleasure is not something that everyone can enjoy, because the consumption of Feng Pavilion is amazingly high, and the most ordinary Anxi Tieguanyin is also one hundred and twenty yuan here.

Chen Dairong entered the Feng Attic, and a tall and tall lady wearing a bright red cheongsam immediately greeted her, and asked in a sweet and greasy voice: "Miss, how many guests do you have?"

"Boss Shen's seat. While Chen Dairong replied, she looked around through her big sunglasses, and was glad that she was not recognized.

"Please follow me. Miss Zhike made a "please" gesture and walked to the front to lead the way, her high heels on the ground with a crisp "pop" sound.

Boss Shen's seat was in a private room on the top floor, and in the middle was a quaint Eight Immortals table, surrounded by several low stools.

Miss Zhike opened the bead curtain and invited Chen Dairong in, and then asked respectfully, "What does Miss drink?"

Chen Dairong nodded slightly: "Golden Gui, thank you." ”

Boss Shen had already arrived, but his front was empty, obviously waiting for Chen Dairong to order tea.

Hearing Chen Dairong's words, Boss Shen raised his hand and said to Miss Zhike: "The same." With my own tea set. ”

"Okay. Miss Zhike said yes and went out.

Chen Dairong sat opposite Boss Shen, and her expression looked calm: "I hope I'm not late." ”

Boss Shen smiled and said, "You weren't late, I arrived early, because I didn't want others to wait for me." ”

Chen Dairong's most common sentence from the rich is: "I won't wait for others, others have always waited for me..."

Chen Dairong looked in front of Boss Shen and asked, "You don't want anything?"

"I don't want to have tea while waiting for you to come and have tea with me. Boss Shen shrugged his shoulders and said, "I feel very fortunate that the tea you like is the same as mine." ：”

Chen Dairong pursed her lips slightly: "I hope you didn't say that out of politeness." ”

"Of course not. Boss Shen always maintained a kind smile, and his eyes fell on Chen Dairong gently: "However, I'm sorry that this invitation was a little hasty, I was a little worried just now, do you like to drink tea?" ”

"I'm a big fan of tea. Chen Dairong is telling the truth, if Boss Shen proposed to drink coffee together, or watch ballet and listen to opera or something yesterday, she would not agree.

"Oh, yes, I'll give you this. Boss Shen said and took out a roll of things, and put his hands in front of Chen Dairong.

Chen Dairong unfolded it slightly, and found that it was the Su embroidery that he sent for auction yesterday, and immediately said, "This is already your thing." ”

"I said I was going to return to Zhao. Boss Shen shook his head slightly, and said with regret: "Although I like this Su embroidery very much, it is a bit of a waste to stay in the hands of a rough man like me." ”

"After all, you paid a lot of money to buy it. ”

"The fundamental purpose of my spending money is to support charity...... After a pause, Boss Shen continued: "That's why I want to return it to you, and at the same time pay tribute to you." ”

"Salute me?"

"Yes. Boss Shen nodded slightly, and said with emotion: "I have participated in a variety of so-called charity auctions, and the things that those celebrities and stars take out are usually not too valuable, sometimes they are just a signed record or photo, and even more extreme times are even worthless rags, and it is completely stained with the light of celebrities to get a good price." I don't mean to blame these people, they always get all kinds of invitations, and if they always donate something too expensive, no one can afford it. But in any case, Miss Chen is much more generous in comparison, and the value of this Su embroidery itself is no less than 100,000 yuan. ”

Boss Shen's words were just right, and he subtly complimented Chen Dairong with noble reasons, while not revealing at all.

Chen Dairong really liked this Su embroidery very much, and saw that Boss Shen repeatedly insisted that the goods be returned to their original owners, and the auction money did not fall into her pocket, so she finally put it away very calmly: "Thank you." ”

"I should thank you on behalf of the out-of-school children in the poor mountainous areas. ”

While the two were talking, the waiter had already brought up the tea set, a small pot and two cups of the same color, a fair cup made of glass, and a set of tea ceremonies.

When the waiter put the tea on the table, Boss Shen nodded and said, "Okay, I'll come by myself, you can go out." ”

This pot is pale yellow in color and looks unpretentious, Chen Dairong carefully picked it up, and found a seal on the handle of the pot: "Wuling Yiren?"

"Oh?" Boss Shen asked with interest, "Miss Chen knows the seal character?"

Chen Dairong did not answer this question, but analyzed: "It turned out to be the work of Gu Jingzhou, the master of the purple clay pot, and Wuling Yiren was the name he used in his early years, indicating that this pot was made in the early days, but despite this, the techniques and techniques embodied in it have been quite mature, and in general it is really a rare treasure." ”

"I didn't expect Miss Chen to have such an accomplishment in purple clay pots. ”

"I can't talk about it. Chen Dairong shook his head with a smile and said, "It's just because I like to drink tea, so I learned about it by the way." ”

Boss Shen squinted his eyes slightly, and asked again, "I don't know what else Miss Chen saw?"

Chen Dairong opened the lid of the pot, looked inside, and replied: "This pot is made of the best Benshan green clay, and this quality of mud is rare today." Moreover, the surface of the pot body has been coated with slurry, indicating that it has been carefully maintained. ”

Boss Shen applauded when he heard this: "Well said." ”

"It's ugly. Chen Dairong said with some embarrassment: "In front of Boss Shen, it's like an axe." ”

"Where, where, I learned from you... I love tea, but I don't know anything about it... This pot was a gift from my son on my birthday last year..."Boss Shen took the pot over, looking at this pot as if looking at his own son, his eyes were full of warmth: "It was after having this pot that I began to drink real kung fu tea." Because I often come here on weekdays, I will store the pot here, and I plan to take it home in a few days. In case it is accidentally lost or damaged, how much money is lost is still secondary, and I can't help my son's heart. ”

"Your son?" Chen Dairong went home last night and forgot to ask Zhou Wenxin about Boss Shen's son, but even if he asked, he wouldn't gain anything, because if Zhou Wenxin knew, he would have already told Chen Dairong. At this time, hearing Boss Shen mention this unknown son again, Chen Dairong's interest became even stronger: "Your son also likes the tea ceremony?"

"Of course..."Boss Shen nodded, and said proudly: "And he is very researched, when he gave me this pot, the introduction he made was basically the same as what you just said..."

"Really......"

"People often say that 'the son follows the father', our family is just the opposite, and I am more influenced by my son..."Shaking his head, Boss Shen asked self-deprecatingly: "Is our family a little funny?"

In many cases, having the courage to laugh at oneself or expose oneself is more likely to gain people's respect. Desperate self-boasting and showing off can be exchanged for more disgust.

When Chen Dairong heard this, not only did she not feel that there was anything ridiculous about Boss Shen's family, but she was also a little moved: "I envy the sincere father-son affection between you and Lingzi......" sighed softly, Chen Dairong said with some sadness: "My parents died very early......

"I'm sorry for the sad thing that reminded you. As he spoke, Boss Shen skillfully washed tea, washed cups and made tea, and finally brought a cup of hot tea to Chen Dairong.

Chen Dairong picked up the cup and asked about the aroma, then took a sip, then took another sip, and finally drank the remaining tea in the cup, and sighed: "It's really good tea." ”

"Tea is indeed good tea, but ......" Boss Shen took a sip of his own tea before continuing: "When my son was teaching me the tea ceremony, he told me that kung fu was outside the tea. ”

"Not bad. Chen Dairong immediately nodded in agreement: "The real kung fu of kung fu tea is indeed outside the tea, and the connotation of Chinese tea culture is not possessed by any kind of beverage in the world." Because if you want to drink a good cup of tea, you must have full patience and delicate emotions, so the process of making tea is actually a kind of edification of human temperament, in which people can think about any problem with great calmness and calmness. Because of this, the ancients said 'Zen tea is one'. ”

Boss Shen nodded thoughtfully: "Go on......"

"And the lightness and aroma of tea are also a kind of relaxation for the human body. The pressure in the entertainment industry is very high, and when I feel physically and mentally exhausted, I usually drink a few cups of kung fu tea, which can often make me relax......" Chen Dairong said this, and found that Boss Shen looked at him with a strange gaze, and suddenly became a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, it looks like I'm getting an axe again..."

"It's not..."Boss Shen shook his head slowly, and at the same time his brows locked together: "Do you know, what you just said is basically the same as what my son said." He also once told me that 'Zen tea is one', and he also said that 'tea has a true taste, and it is clear in one mind.' ’……”

Chen Dairong was stunned when he heard this, and only after a moment did he say the second half of the sentence: "There is no difference between Zen, just forget." ”

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