"Nepal's clouded leopard, with just over 20,000 individuals, is an endangered species that lives all year round in the foothills of the Himalayas on the Nepalese side. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoTo withstand the cold, the clouded leopard's fur is extremely warm and hardy, and it is also waterproof. The skin on its underbelly is known as one of the softest furs in the world, and is usually only used to make luxury goods, such as ladies' handbags worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, or cushions in super luxury cars. Like Sister Yun's sofa, a set may require a dozen or twenty clouded leopards. ”

Song Baojun talked eloquently, and the maid brought two cups of tea on a tray. The tea is served in a white porcelain cup, which is clear and transparent, and the aroma is distant and fresh.

"This tea looks pretty good. ”

Yun Qingni looked at him with a smile, as if she was comparing: "How about this tea?"

Song Baojun took a sip gently, and then poured it down, his mouth was slightly scalded by the hot tea, feeling slightly astringent, and then a rich aroma poured into his throat, and the tip of his tongue slowly rippled a sweetness, the taste was excellent, and the aftertaste was endless.

"This tea is rare, the specialty Shiba tea of Turtledove County, Quang Nam Province, grows on the stones of Turtledove Mountain, only about a few hundred acres, and it is very difficult to plant and collect, so it is not easy to come by. The taste is not worse than traditional famous teas such as Longjing and Biluochun, but the reputation is not obvious and is rarely known to the world. ”

Yun Qingni's eyes really widened: "This Shiba tea was brought to me by someone a few days ago, and I only knew that there was such a good tea, Mr. Song is really knowledgeable." ”

"I don't know what Sister Yun is looking for me, it's too much of a joke to just call me to drink a cup of bland tea. As soon as I heard Sister Yun's call, I hurried from Chazhou University, and it was my duty to go to the soup and fire, and from being hungry in the morning to now, I have lost dozens of pounds. Do you want to give me a fried pork scalp, eggs, tomatoes or something?"

Yun Qingni's face turned red and said with a smile: "No wonder Mr. Song said this, it was my rudeness." Please come with me, dinner is ready, let's talk as we eat. ”

Passing through a corridor full of fakes of world-famous paintings, a neat and clean dining room has a checkered table in the middle, where flowers and fruits are placed. A few large red apples are served on a crystal plate, and delicate roses are in full bloom.

On the left, there is a metal candle stand burning twenty-four candles, divided into five tiers. The gold tray details outline the baroque pattern. Song Baojun smelled that it was a whale oil candle made in Norway, and there was hardly any smell of smoke when it burned.

The warm candlelight, the warm atmosphere reveals an indescribable gorgeousness.

A maid standing at the door bowed to the two, and Yun Qingni said, "Let's serve." ”

The maid pulled out a chair for the two of them, laid out a napkin, and walked away with small steps.

Song Baojun couldn't figure out why she suddenly asked people to go to school to invite her to her home for tea and dinner, so she had to sit down according to her words, straighten her waist, her expression was serious and serious, and she pretended to be a very gentleman.

Sister Yun sat opposite the otaku, and in the gently flickering candlelight, I saw that her face was dyed with a layer of yellow halo, which was particularly three-dimensional, and her long eyelashes revealed a shadow on her face. The eyes shine like jewels, and the lips look even more red and delicate. What a first-class beauty.

"Does Mr. Song drink?"

"I'm a beer lover. "Song Baojun is not very particular about wine, and he doesn't have the conditions to taste it, according to his temperament, as long as there is food and drink.

Yun Qingni smiled: "I'm sorry, there is no beer, or I don't drink a red bar." I have a bottle of Languedoc red wine from '96 that has not yet been opened. ”

The menu is a formal French dish, starting with an appetizer, a plate of tantalizing cream ice cream topped with two tender red cherries, which melts in your mouth and is sweet but not greasy.

Yun Qingni instructed the maid to bring the wine and said, "The night before yesterday, I listened to Mr. Song's "Requiem" in the auditorium of Chazhou University, which was very amazing and made me feel a lot of feelings. I've been feeling unsettled for the past few days, and I haven't had anyone to talk to, the brothers in the company...... Well, my colleagues, my colleagues and I don't have any common language, so I take the liberty of inviting Mr. Song over for a meal and chat, right?"

"As long as you invite me to dinner, you can do it anytime. Song Baojun swallowed half a mouthful of ice cream that was only the size of an egg, and added, "It's best to have a full amount of fish, big fish and meat, so that people can eat enough." ”

Finally, the maid sent fried foie gras, Bordeaux onion soup, stewed potatoes, lamb chops in mint sauce, grilled snails in butter, beef stew in red wine, grilled scallops and other dishes in turn, which relieved Sister Yun's embarrassment in time.

The 96-year-old Languedoc red wine is packed in an ice bucket, the dark brown bottle contrasts with the crystal ice, and a hint of white mist emits a delicate and beautiful appearance.

The maid poured wine into the goblet and half-bowed out the door.

"Mr. Song, cheers. Thank you for being with me. Yun Qingni raised her glass and invited.

"Ding", the cups touched, and the eldest sister's smile was very warm, like the candlelight.

Song Baojun took a sip very elegantly, the wine slid between his teeth, and then sent it into his throat, it felt good, and then a voice in his head scolded him.

"What's the matter, is this wine okay?" Yun Qingni noticed that the otaku's face was strange.

Song Baojun hesitated and said: "I, I don't mean to offend, this wine is not a ninety-six Languedoc red wine. Slightly sour and sweet in the throat, a little sticky in the bitterness, it looks like a wine made from grapes in Pingxi Province, and the vintage is probably September last year. ”

Yun Qingni's face sank.

Song Baojun said in his heart that it was bad this time, and he blamed the literary personality for pretending to be a showman, how to expose other people's secrets, and hurriedly said: "This, this packaging is good, you see that the bottle is very good-looking, and the French printed on it is also very standard, Languedoc...... Oh, he misprinted, the French languedoc was printed in Hanyu pinyin langgeduoke, I said how does it feel weird......"

Yun Qingni's fingers trembled, and her face was extremely ugly, as if someone had smeared ink on her face. Picking up the phone, he dialed it out and said coldly, "Scar Six, what's going on with the bottle of wine that your aunt's classmate's niece gave me last week?"

There were only Song and Yun in the restaurant, the atmosphere was elegant and quiet, the two sat facing each other, and Song Baojun heard the answer on the phone clearly.

"No, no, eldest sister, what's wrong?" the other party's voice was a little panicked.

Yun Qingni said: "Your niece said that she brought me a bottle of wine of 800 euros when she came back from France, but she didn't expect to take a fake and shoddy product from Pingxi Province." Hehe, your niece begged me to do something like that?"

The man hurriedly said, "Sister, no, it's not wow, I really don't know. How dare she fool you, I have to teach her a good lesson!"

Yun Qingni said lightly: "No need, about your niece's deception of me, I will let Xiaoshan investigate, I hope you don't get involved." ”

"Eldest sister, I was wrong, that woman dared to do such an ugly thing that people and gods were angry with, I, I slapped her to death! I, I will send you a hundred bottles of French wine tomorrow. ”

"I just like to drink beer. Yun Qingni hung up the phone and found that Song Baojun was staring at him dumbfounded, and couldn't help chuckling: "I'm really embarrassed to let Mr. Song laugh." That's a colleague of mine, who was reckless and deliberately joking with him. ”

Song Baojun picked up a whole piece of beef and put it in his mouth to chew and swallow, and pretended to ask casually, "What does the eldest sister's company do?"

Yun Qingni regained her calm and calm: "Import and export trade, small business." Thousands of people are messy, and I don't know much about business, and I often make jokes. The solution to anxiety that Mr. Song said last time was very effective, and I tried it for about ten days, and it felt really good. This is one of the main reasons why I want to talk to Mr. Song. ”

Song Baojun carefully observed the emotions reflected in the other party's facial expression, and said thoughtfully: "But it seems that the problem has not been solved yet, right?"

"Yes, I still feel preoccupied, unsteady, often have trouble sleeping, and have nightmares. Mr. Song, you are an expert, what should I do?"

Song Baojun swept all the food on the table, lit a cigarette and said, "It's very simple, the pressure comes from the external environment. Your company is not doing well, competitors are squeezing, and a whole bunch of problems with your colleagues have accumulated a lot of stress over a long period of time. As long as the company is well managed and the business is thriving, your problems will be solved. ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"But the bigger problem IMHO is that you don't like managing this company. Song Baojun gestured with a cigarette butt between his two fingers, trying to express his meaning: "Your subconscious doesn't like this kind of life, so you resist it, but this company is your hard work and can't ignore it, and the contradictions and conflicts have led to many difficulties now." ”

Yun Qingni swept her hair, and her expression was unnatural: "Mr. Song really lives up to his reputation, and he can see the core of the problem at a glance, and the company's affairs are my biggest crux at present." ”

"You're just running away from the fact that you're inferior. Song Baojun took a puff of cigarette, looked directly at the other party with burning eyes, and said, "It's like a high school student encountering a complicated problem when doing homework, he can't solve it, he doesn't want to pay attention to it, but the problem is there to make him bored." Over time, he simply hated the whole subject of mathematics. In fact, it's just because of his clumsy brain, lazy personality, and weak perseverance. People tend to run away from problems that they can't solve. ”

Song Baojun's analogy hit the nail on the head, Yun Qingni's face flushed, and he said slightly crampedly: "Okay, it's me who is too inferior." ”

Song Baojun wiped his lips with a napkin very elegantly and said: "Suffering and suffering are always the most important part of life, which cannot be avoided and cannot be bypassed. At the same time, pain and suffering are the driving force of human evolution, and even the great man at the top of the pyramid has his own troubles. If you don't want to manage the company, you're faced with new and difficult choices. ”

Yun Qingni still felt that his theory was too obscure and looked at him a little blankly.

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