Chapter Ninety-One: The Road Is Narrow
Liang Chaxiang rushed in rashly, and before he had time to look at the scene in the office, he heard a nice voice say, "Who is it?" ā
Liang Chaxiang raised her head, was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses and said at the same time as the man, "It's you!" ā
Mo Ruhui outside came back to her senses, glared at Xiao Qingyang resentfully, and chased after her, she was angry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"What's the matter with you, you don't know any politeness, how can you casually break into other people's offices."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and pulled Liang Chaxiang out.
This is Mo Ruhui, there is no professionalism at all!
Qin Kewen frowned, he didn't do what he should do, his eyes only slipped to him, he really didn't want to keep her here and be his secretary, but the two families had business dealings, and his father had to give the Mo family some face.
Immediately waved his hand, "Well, you go out first, this is my friend." ā
He tried to restrain his disgust, so that his voice sounded faint, without a hint of resentment or disgust.
Mo Ruhui pursed her lips and reluctantly withdrew.
I thought she was his beckoning girl!
Mo Ruhui rolled her eyes, and Fang Qing's smiling face appeared in front of her, inexplicably annoyed, unwilling to kick the fortune tree in the corner.
I didn't want to push too hard, and it hurt so much that she bared her teeth.
Xiao Qingyang held back a smile, but he didn't see it, sat on the chair, and looked at the newspaper leisurely.
Qin Kewen made a cup of white tea for Liang Chaxiang, looking at the tea leaves slowly blooming in the glass, Liang Chaxiang's mood was extremely complicated.
As far as she knew, in the area of Silk Bridge and Zhuzhou, except for Xiao Zhen's more than a dozen white tea trees, which were more valuable than eyeballs, she had never heard of any white tea trees.
Liyang's white tea is not the same concept as China's six major tea categories, such as "Baihao Silver Needle" and "White Peony".
"Baihao Silver Needle" and "White Peony" are white tea made from the young leaves of green tea, this tea is full of white hao, and it is named after the soup color like silver and snow.
The white tea of Liyang is a variation of the tea tree produced in a specific ecological environment, which is a precious gift from nature to human beings, and its tea production period is very short, only about a month.
It is said that it is white tea, in fact, it is green tea lacks chlorophyll, I can't tell what the reason is, the buds that germinate before the Qingming Festival of this tea are white, go to the valley rain, its color slowly turns into jade white, before the summer solstice, and gradually turns into green and white, and then slowly returns to all green, and the general green tea is no different.
The dozen or so white tea plants in Xiao Zhen were a treasure that her grandfather got from the wild by chance, and after more than ten years of careful cultivation, she got these dozen plants.
Where does Qin Kecheng's white tea come from? What kind of entanglement do they have with the Xiao family in Silk Bridge Town?
Behind this, there seems to be an invisible cobweb, inextricably linked.
Liang Chaxiang coughed, put away his mind, forced himself not to think too much, and briefly explained his intentions.
Qin Kewen's eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Today's Qin Kewen is different from that day in the park, Chu Qing's tuanhua horse coat looks quite like that.
He was silent for a long time, "You should know that Lexing and Xinglongchang have always been competitors, ......you have saved our family Qing'er, if there is anything else that needs help, I am duty-bound." ā
Liang Chaxiang smiled and shook his head, "I said that it was just a gesture, and I didn't come today to ask you to return the favor, and before I came here, I didn't know that you were the deputy director of Lexing." ā
Liang Chaxiang gave a haircut, "You're not right, this matter has nothing to do with Xinglongchang......
Liang Chaxiang explained the meaning in detail, "I will apply again, this trip to borrow cloth has nothing to do with Xinglongchang, even if this trip can not borrow cloth, Xinglongchang will not have the slightest loss, Deputy Director Zhuang has long said that this loss will be compensated by the warehouse......"
Qin Kewen didn't know it, Liang Chaxiang glanced at him, stood up and said, "In short, whether to borrow or not to borrow has nothing to do with Xinglongchang, if it makes you embarrassed, then I didn't say it."
She nodded, "Farewell." ā
In fact, Liang Chaxiang didn't really want to leave, but he saw his hesitation and wanted to force him to do it on purpose.
Coincidentally, or Liang Chaxiang was lucky, at this moment, the door of the office opened, and the girl Fang Qing who fell into the water walked in with a food box.
"Young Master, I have your favorite ...... today"
Fang Qing looked up with an innocent smile, and in the middle of speaking, he caught a glimpse of Liang Chaxiang and swallowed the rest of the words.
She combed two big braids, a yellow dress, bright eyes and bright teeth, if it weren't for her, she kept calling the young master, she couldn't tell that she was a maid from a big family, and it could be seen that the master's family did not treat her as an ordinary girl.
Of course, Liang Chaxiang knew this for a long time.
"I recognize you," she blushed slightly, "it seems that there is no place for your hands and feet," and suddenly explained as if she remembered something, "The young master doesn't like to eat food in the cafeteria, I bring him food every day," she innocently raised the food box, "I packed a lot, let's eat with the girl!" ā
Liang Chaxiang shook her head and said with a smile, "No need, I'm just here to borrow something, and there is a colleague waiting outside!" ā
Hearing this, Qin Kewen's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at Liang Chaxiang meaningfully, Liang Chaxiang just didn't know, but she also felt that she was a little bad, and in order to achieve her goal, she shamelessly used this simple little girl.
"Borrow something?"
Sure enough, Fang Qing asked as Liang Chaxiang expected.
"It's not a big deal, it's just a few pieces of cloth," Qin Kewen hurriedly wrote a note, "Go to the warehouse yourself and pick it up, I don't know the place, let Secretary Mo outside take you there." ā
His little girl is very simple, and she is not suitable for getting involved in this bloody battlefield, of course, the main reason is that he is reluctant.
Half an hour later, Xiao Qingyang hired an ox cart from the street and pulled a dozen silk horses to the dock.
Until now, he couldn't believe this fact, tilted his head to look at Liang Chaxiang, the noon sun shone on her satin-like black hair, flashing with colorful light, more beautiful than the silk on the ox cart, and he couldn't help but want to caress and touch the slippery hair.
In the end, Xiao Qingyang let go of the thoughts in his heart and coughed, "Is it really like this, unconditionally, lent us the silk silk?" ā
You must know that Lexing and Xinglongchang have always been competitors, and they are very malicious, and everyone wants to crush the other party.
"Really." Liang Chaxiang's eyebrows and eyes were crooked and he smiled brightly, "It's more real than pearls." ā
It's just that she played a little trick, of course, she won't tell Xiao Qingyang about this kind of thing.
"I'm lucky," Liang Chaxiang blinked, "The little girl who just delivered the meal saw it, she is very important to Qin Kewen, and I got to know each other." ā
Well, please forgive her for only telling half the truth.