Chapter 9: Unhappy Breakup
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Longjing tea is emerald green in color, rich in aroma, mellow and refreshing, shaped like a bird's tongue, known as color green, fragrant, sweet, shape and beauty of the four unique characteristics, among them, especially West Lake Longjing is the most, is the first of the top ten famous teas in China!
"Looking at its tea leaves with one bud and two leaves, the leaf surface is flat and smooth, this should be the second-level Longjing of West Lake!" Lan Mingzhi stroked his palms and smiled, "I didn't expect that this small second-level city would have this kind of good tea, fortunately." β
Lin Song poured a small cup of the new tea for Lan Mingzhi, and said with a smile: "If there is no good tea in the Zhouji Teahouse, then I am afraid that there will be no good tea in this huge Yuzhou." β
"Uncle Lan, Zhouji Teahouse is a century-old shop in Yuzhou, after several twists and turns, it has not fallen down after wind and frost, and its name is well-known!" The person who spoke sat next to Lin Song, dressed in a white casual T-shirt, and his face had a bit of Lin Song's shadow when he was young, it was his only son, Lin Ping.
Lin Ping is twenty this year, currently studying in college in Anyang, is the vice president of the student union, young and promising, not only Lin Song loves this son very much, but even Lan Mingzhi likes him very much.
"Xiaolin, then tell me, what are the twists and turns of this century-old store?"
Lin Ping was about to speak without thinking, but at this moment, a rush of footsteps came from downstairs.
Lan Mingzhi raised his hand slightly to stop Lin Ping, and said lightly: "The footsteps are very heavy, and the people who come are not light, it should be Lao Lin, your old classmate is here." β
Lin Ping stopped stupidly and pouted rather disappointedly.
Lin Song smiled: "Then we can only talk later." β
Sure enough, after a while, Fang Tianzheng, who was slightly out of breath, stepped onto the second floor.
His face was pretending to be calm, but the wandering eyes betrayed his anxious heart.
"Lao Lin, haha, long time no see, long time no see." Fang Tianzheng saw the three people near the window, one of them was a middle-aged man, with a rare bit of the edges and corners of his youth.
"Yes, it's been a long time, I haven't seen my old classmates for so many years, come on, come and sit down next to me." Lin Song waved his hand enthusiastically, allowing Lin Ping to make room for Fang Tianzheng.
It's just that, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Lin Song himself didn't even stand up.
Fang Tianzheng's face was a little embarrassed, but he still sat in Lin Ping's position.
"Come, Xiaolin, sit next to your Uncle Lan." Lan Mingzhi on the other side said.
"Thank you, Uncle Lam." Lin Ping's mouth is sweet.
"Tianzheng, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, how are we, how have we been doing all these years?" Lin Song asked deliberately.
Fang Tianzheng realized that something was wrong at this moment.
After he sat down, what was on the table was still Lin Ping's teacup!
Even if a person is no longer sensible, he knows that he has to change a new teacup and pour a cup of tea for the new seater, but this Lin Song didn't mean to be polite at all, so he came up and asked him directly if he was doing well.
Does he know I've had an accident?
Fang Tianzheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Thanks to the old classmate, I haven't suffered much over the years. β
"Hmph, not eating in the past doesn't mean you won't eat in the future." Lin Ping pursed his lips and whispered.
Although he said it softly, the other three people on the second floor naturally heard it clearly as far as they were the guests at their table.
Lin Song feigned anger and said, "What are you talking about! How did you talk to your Uncle Fang? Oh, oh my God, children like to talk nonsense, don't you mind. β
"Don't dare, don't dare." Fang Tianzheng gritted his teeth, simply borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and said worriedly, "Actually, speaking of which, I have indeed had a troublesome matter recently. β
"Trouble? I don't think it's just trouble! Lan Mingzhi, who was sitting opposite, looked at Fang Tianzheng with cold eyes, piercing the deepest part of his heart.
Fang Tianzheng then remembered that there was another friend of Lin Song here, and couldn't help but be a little embarrassed: "Who is this?" β
"Oh, let me introduce you, this is Lan Mingzhi, my friend and my leader." Lin Song introduced with a smile, looking at Fang Tianzheng's eyes, there was a faint playfulness.
"What?" Fang Tianzheng's heart tightened.
It's called Lan Mingzhi!
And is it the leader of Lin Song, the leader of the Urban Construction Bureau?
Isn't that the executive vice mayor of Jiangbei City, who is said to be taking professionals from the Safety Supervision Bureau to personally test the principal of the Hope Primary School project today!
He actually came with Lin Song?!
Fang Tianzheng has been rolling in the mall for decades, so he still doesn't understand what Lin Song means.
He didn't intend to help him at all!
Otherwise, he would never fail to tell him that the friend who drank tea with him was Vice Mayor Lan!
Call him over, but just to see his jokes!
Seeing that Fang Tianzheng suddenly stopped talking, Lan Mingzhi snorted: "What, don't you want to talk about it?" Is it because I'm bothering you here? Why don't I avoid it? Give you a few minutes? β
Fang Tianzheng's face suddenly turned red, humiliation, shame, anger, unwillingness, all kinds of complicated expressions flashed, and finally turned into a sigh: "Mayor Lan, I'm really sorry to take the liberty of disturbing you, I didn't know you were here beforehand." β
Lan Mingzhi snorted coldly, stared at Fang Tianzheng's eyes, and asked, "You said, did you come to Lin Song this time to hope for the elementary school project!" β
Fang Tianzheng's hands under the table were clenched into fists, but there was no angry expression on his face: "Yes, it is indeed for the hope of the elementary school project." β
Syllable!
"Arrogance!" Lan Mingyi slapped the table and shouted, "The Hope Primary School Project is related to the education of thousands of poor families, and it is a matter of a century-old plan. β
Fang Tianzheng hurriedly explained: "Mayor Lan, things are not what you think, I am wronged!" β
"Wronged? Good! Then let me ask you, whether the building materials of the Hope Primary School Project are shoddy! "Lan Mingzhi is aggressive.
"This ......" Fang Tianzheng was so anxious that tears fell, "Mayor Lan, this, I didn't do it!" β
"That's it." Lin Song immediately sighed, and said with embarrassment, "Tianzheng, I didn't expect that after so many years, you would become like this, I don't dare to talk to you, it's terrible, you're terrible." β
Fang Tianzheng only felt that he was angry and couldn't express his grievances, and a kind of world-weary mood brewed in his stomach.
Lan Mingzhi looked at Fang Tianzheng with hatred, and said angrily: "I'm worried that you have been wronged, so I specially brought professionals from the Safety Supervision Bureau over, I knew that this was the case, what else did I bother to do!" β
Fang Tianzheng gritted his teeth and said nothing.
With Lan Mingzhi's attitude, even if he told the truth, he would only think that this was a shirk, after all, it was too easy to make a general manager disappear!
Just give him some money and send it abroad, and you can push all the charges over? Impossible.
So far, unless Fang Tianzheng can find out his proud protΓ©gΓ©, otherwise this black cauldron, he will be determined!
"Mayor Lan, I suddenly remembered that there was something else at home, so I took my leave first."
"Hmph, it's good to go, don't send it!" Lan Mingzhi turned his head away from looking at Fang Tianzheng, at this moment he had already determined that Fang Tianzheng was guilty, a black sheep like this should have gone to prison a long time ago!
Lin Song stood up at this time: "Oh, Tianzheng, then we ...... See you in the afternoon? β
At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the professionals invited by Lan Mingzhi would bring specialized instruments to Yuzhou, and when the time came, Fang Tianzheng, the 'culprit', would naturally be present.
And he, Lin Song, will definitely accompany Mayor Lan before and after the saddle.
Fang Tianzheng didn't want to stay longer for a moment, nodded, and went straight downstairs.
"Lao Lin, in the future, don't have anything to do with your old classmate, so as not to miss the future." After Fang Tianzheng left, Lan Mingzhi said earnestly.
Lin Song listened solemnly, as if the ancient Xiucai knelt down to listen to the holy decree, and the admiration emanating from his bones made Lan Mingzhi quite useful, and nodded again and again.
"Haha, drink tea, drink tea!"
(End of chapter)