"Mr. Ye, you won't be worried that the old man will poison the wine, right?"

The old man of Qimen, Xie Guobang, frowned and glanced at Ye Feng, and said with some dissatisfaction.

His personality is a little overbearing and arrogant, but to say that one is one, and two is two, this kind of despicable means is disdainful.

He gave Ye Feng a cup of century-old Moutai puree, and he already looked up to Ye Feng very much.

"Hehe, the old man of Qimen is serious, I just don't like to drink, rather than being wasted by me, it is better to give it to someone who knows how to taste wine."

Ye Feng didn't think much of the old man Qimen's words.

He just cherishes his life, is afraid of death, is cautious, what's wrong?

"Hmph."

The old man of Qimen put down the plate, snorted lightly, and then said to Miao Lao, who was tasting wine: "Old man Miao, where is the peerless tea?" ”

Miao Lao glanced at Ye Feng, hesitated for a moment and said, "There is peerless tea, but I have to get Mr. Ye's consent." ”

"Miao Renfeng, you're playing Lao Tzu, aren't you?"

The old man of Qimen immediately blew his beard and glared.

"The peerless good tea you said is Mr. Ye's?"

Director Huang was surprised.

"Of course, although Mr. Ye gave it to me, I still have to get Mr. Ye's consent."

After drinking the remaining wine in the wine glass, Miao Lao took a long breath and said.

"Hehe, Miao Lao, I gave it to you, you can deal with it yourself, don't ask me."

Ye Feng said with a smile.

Ye Feng knew that Miao Lao must be worried about his thoughts, after all, he didn't drink the hundred-year-old Moutai puree, and he also had an opinion with the old man of Qimen.

Miao Lao carefully took out a small box from his bag, used special tweezers to take out a small handful of Jinglin green tea, and put it in a porcelain bowl.

When the old man of Qimen saw the tea leaves, he sucked it lightly. His eyes are shining, and the fragrance of tea is faint, but he is a man of knowledge.

Although the quality of this tea can only be regarded as average, it is only based on this fragrance. Definitely not ordinary.

No way, Ye Feng is not a professional tea maker, and the process of making tea is too ordinary.

If you change to a top tea maker, the quality of this Jinglin green tea will be improved by a grade.

The water used is the unique mountain spring water of Luofu Mountain.

The furnace was burning the finest top-notch smokeless beast charcoal.

After the tea is brewed, the faint fragrance of tea fills the courtyard.

The eyes of the old man of Qimen and the old man Miao were shining, and even Director Huang, who usually had no hobby for drinking tea, had a strong curiosity.

In the white teacup, the tea is green, the color is bright, and the tea is fragrant. The smell is refreshing.

"Good tea!"

The old man of Qimen finally couldn't help but pick up a cup, first sniffed it, and then took a sip gently, the whole person closed his eyes, and seemed to savor the subtle feeling in the tea.

"Good tea."

After Director Huang took a sip, he couldn't help but praise.

The old man of Qimen opened his eyes and said unhappily: "Taste tea, taste tea, shout something." You also call it tea? ”

Director Huang's face was a little embarrassed, he really didn't know how to taste tea. I just think this tea is really delicious.

After the tea was tasted, the old man of Qimen let out a long breath, and the spirit of the whole person was unprecedentedly full.

And Miao Lao also put down the teacup and smiled lightly: "How is it, Lao Xie?" ”

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say!"

The old man of Qimen sighed.

"Of course. The realm of this tea is too deep, and it is difficult for you and me to really taste the real taste. ”

Miao Lao nodded and said.

"Hehe, but this peerless tea is really worthy of its name!"

The old man of Qimen smiled lightly.

His whole body became calm, and the domineering aura on his body seemed to be smoothed out.

He suddenly looked at Ye Feng. Slightly apologetic, he said, "Mr. Ye, I apologize for what I just said." ”

"The old man of Qimen doesn't have to be so polite, it should be said that it is my fault."

Ye Feng shook his head and said.

Miao Lao is not surprised by this, this tea has a very good effect on the spiritual level, it can soothe the troubles and anxiety in the heart, and make people become calm, even with the domineering nature of the old man of Qimen, at this moment, he can apologize to Ye Feng calmly, which can be described as extremely rare.

After tasting tea, the estrangement and contradictions that still existed all disappeared at this moment, at least for now.

"Old man Qimen, I came to visit you this time, and I don't have anything to give, just this box of Jinglin green tea."

Ye Feng picked up the bag that was placed next to him and took out a small box, which was similar to the box that Miao Lao took out just now.

Naturally, it is filled with one or two wells of adjacent green tea.

"Mr. Ye, you are so polite, how can you be embarrassed?"

The old man of Qimen looked excited, polite, but there was no hesitation in his hand, he directly took the small box, and then put it away like a baby, the excitement and excitement were indescribable.

I can see that Miao Lao and Director Huang are so envious!

It was almost four o'clock, and the sun was beginning to set in the west.

Miao Lao and Ye Feng resigned to the old man of Qimen.

This trip to Qimen was also a success, and Ye Feng resolved the grievances with Qimen.

"Haha, old man Qimen, I also quit."

Director Huang also got up after him, wanting to leave with Ye Feng and Miao Lao, but the old man of Qimen didn't stay long, so he sent the three of them to the central square of the village.

Ye Feng and the three got into the car, and the convoy began to drive out of Qimen.

"Master, just let that Ye Feng leave?"

Zhang Qishan was a little unwilling.

A black gold account, a loss of one or two tens of billions!

The old man of Qimen looked far away, and said lightly: "This matter will end here, don't go to his trouble." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Qishan's heart sank, the old man said this, which means that this Ye Feng is really difficult to deal with, otherwise, with the old man's character, he will definitely not give up.

He really couldn't figure it out, where did this Ye Feng come from?

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The convoy drove out of the Keemun Villa.

Director Huang and Ye Feng and Miao Lao parted ways here, Director Huang's car drove directly to a military airport, while Ye Feng and Miao Lao went to Huishi Airport.

By the time I returned to the Dzi Mansion in Dongcheng, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Ye Feng originally planned to drive to find another hotel to stay for one night, and go back early tomorrow morning.

However, Miao Lao asked him to stay in the Dzi Mansion for one night, and it was still the original suite.

It was the girl named Masaka who served him.

For dinner, Ye Feng ate with Miao Lao, which can be called a luxury, because what he ate was medicinal food.

Ordinary food has no attraction for Miao Lao's level.

Every meal he ate was either a food pill or a medicinal meal.

On a large luxurious bed, Ye Feng was talking to Xu Qing on the phone.

"I'll be back tomorrow, do you want me? Really, I miss you too, okay, you go to bed early, don't be too tired from work, if you want something, I'll buy it for you tomorrow, that's okay, well, kiss one"

The two chatted for more than half an hour, and they were tired of talking on the phone for a long time.

Just hung up, Ye Feng found that there was also a text message from Bai Lian, which was obviously sent when he was on the phone with Xu Qing.

Just as he was about to fight, Bai Lian had already called.

After chatting a lot with Bai Lian on the phone, Ye Feng hung up the phone, he looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock, and then he took off his clothes and went to sleep.

Suddenly, a light footstep sounded, and Masaka walked in in a thin pink satin pajamas.

Semitransparent.

Didn't wear anything inside.

Looming and very tempting.

Yahka's figure is amazing, not skinny, but very plump.

It's the type that Ye Feng likes.

As she walked, the two lumps of flesh could be seen shaking up and down.

"Master, I'm here to give you a massage?"

Her hair was tied up, and her voice was soft, very moving.

"It's so late, forget it, you go to sleep quickly."

Ye Feng swallowed his saliva lightly, knowing that at this time, it was easy for lonely men and widows to have an accident together.

"It's fine."

Masaka chuckled softly and climbed into bed

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PS: Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket! (To be continued......)