Chapter Thirty-Four: The Teahouse
Early morning.
Birds chirping outside the window.
Su Qingyue got out of bed groggily, still a little uncomfortable, with a headache, trance, and weakness.
I don't remember what I dreamed about that night.
I only felt dizzy and found that I hadn't taken off my clothes all night.
His clothes smelled of hangover cigarettes and alcohol, and he hurriedly got up to replace them.
Thinking of the ability that a successful person must have, he can be energetic just by taking a short nap, Su Qingyue shook his head.
I took a shower and went to work.
Ah Yan hasn't contacted him yet, and his phone is still turned off.
Her mother did not contact Su Qingyue again.
This is psychological warfare.
Reason told Su Qingyue not to worry.
But sensuality reminded him that it was also a test of his relationship with her.
I bought a champion cake.
Su Qingyue found that the temperature in Pingjing had risen significantly.
In a few days, it is estimated that you will be able to throw off your winter coat.
I finally feel used to the weather.
He got into Dongshan's car.
When I arrived at the unit, the vast majority of people had not yet arrived.
Only a good sister, just turned on the computer.
"Qingyue, how's it going?" Seeing Su Qing coming, Sister Hao raised her head.
"I'll call later, there shouldn't be any problem," Su Qingyue said, "Thank you very much." ”
"I didn't do it, what is there to be thankful for." Sister Hao smiled slightly.
After a while, Jia Naixiang and Zhou Ziyou also came.
When they saw Su Qingyue, they all asked about meeting Lian Xiang that day.
asked Qin Yuanyuan's agent again.
Got the situation.
Jia Naixiang was very worried and said: "The rest is easy to do, but this matter is not within our control." ”
"Boss, you're fine." Zhou Ziyou was unswerving and cheered Su Qingyue up.
Xiao Yu came in at this time.
With his head down, he didn't greet everyone, didn't ask anything, and sat directly on the chair.
Su Qingyue vaguely felt that her mood was wrong.
Look at the time.
It's time to call Qin Yuanyuan's agent.
I had to get up and walk into the conference room.
Adjusted my mood a little and dialed the phone.
Qin Yuanyuan's agent's number is already old at a glance, and there is a zero after 139.
It is estimated that he was the first to use a mobile phone.
Su Qingyue prayed for success this time.
Because Qin Yuanyuan is the core link in the whole plan.
"Hey ......"
The phone picked up.
A calm voice came from the earpiece.
Su Qingyue felt that he was a bit like a news investigation host, with a magnetic baritone.
"Is this Mr. Liming? I am Mr. Zhong, introduced by Mr. Zhong Tankai. Su Qingyue said.
"You're from Warlock, right? Talk about endorsements. "Li Ming is straightforward.
"We are very sincere in cooperating with you, if you have time, can we meet and talk?"
"I'll go to the field tomorrow and come back the day after tomorrow, and the schedule is relatively full," Li Ming said, "If I can, I can do it this afternoon." ”
"Okay, then this afternoon." Su Qingyue agreed without hesitation.
Neither of them has a delicate shelf.
Only simple and effective communication.
Intuitively, Su Qingyue felt that Li Ming should be a very good person to deal with.
It's different from the Lian Xiang he's seen.
When making an appointment with the venue, Su Qingyue wanted to say if he wanted to go to the café.
But Li Ming proposed to go to a teahouse called Qinqi, calligraphy and painting to drink tea.
Of course, Su Qingyue was happy, and the place where they met was here.
At that moment, I was looking forward to meeting with Liming.
hung up the phone, and when he came out, he was just in time to catch up with his sister and put a glass of orange juice on Xiao Yu's table.
Xiao Yu raised his head and said thank you.
There is some blueness under the eyes.
"What's wrong with you?" Su Qingyue asked subconsciously, but his intuition had already guessed that something must have happened.
Just thinking about it, Xiao Yu explained: "I was mopping the floor at home, and I accidentally fell and was knocking on the coffee table." ”
When she spoke, her mouth was not fully open.
Secretive.
Su Qingyue wanted to say: How is it possible.
Suddenly found that she was pitiful, and looked at herself, obviously not wanting to continue the topic.
He then said, "Take a good rest these days and pay attention to your body." ”
I had lunch and was supposed to eat with everyone.
But I remembered Lian Xiang's delicacy.
If you go and eat a dish with a larger flavor on your own.
It's inevitable that it will be a taste.
Su Qingyue finally chose McDonald's and simply ate a hamburger.
When I set off in the afternoon, I met Chen Feng.
"How's the conversation going?"
"I'm going to see Qin Yuanyuan's agent now."
"Tell me when you have a result." Chen Feng is simple and neat.
Su Qing crossed out of the elevator and took a taxi.
When he gave the address to the driver.
The driver, who had a strong Pingjing accent, didn't even think about it, and said, "How can there be a teahouse in this place?" ”
"What's wrong?" Su Qingyue asked.
"Do you know what this place is? I've never heard of a teahouse here when I'm so old. ”
I felt that when he spoke, there was a sense of certainty and superiority.
Su Qingyue didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.
Directly said: "You just open it." ”
"Okay."
The driver's face was full of impatience, and the car started immediately, and his mouth was not idle all the way.
kept chattering: "How is it possible to have a teahouse in this place?" ”
Su Qingyue ignored him.
Until the car turns onto a big road.
A big road that is in elementary school textbooks.
It was the center of Pingjing, and the driver pointed to both sides and asked, "Look at what is on both sides, how can there be a teahouse?" ”
Su Qingyue was also puzzled.
At this time, the car turned into an alley, and it was extremely quiet.
Even cars are rare.
The driver said, "It's this alley, look for it!" ”
High walls on both sides, red. Every few tens of meters, there is a small door.
It gives a sense of unfathomability.
Inside and outside the street, I turned around twice.
Su Qingyue was puzzled, is there really a teahouse in this place?
The driver asked, "What to do?" ”
Su Qingyue had no choice but to call Li Ming, and Li Ming told him that as soon as the road came in, the third door was.
Only then did they find a place, and found an inconspicuous sign hanging on one side of the small door.
Above: Qinqi, calligraphy and painting.
The signboard is so small, no wonder I didn't see it when I passed by it several times.
The driver was shocked and completely stunned, and said, "Is there really a teahouse here?" ”
He was followed by a sentence, the favorite swear word of the Pingjing people, and pulled a long tone.
actually made Su Qingyue laugh, and felt that Pingjing people were really a little inexplicably humorous and cute.
Double-vented doors.
It looks extremely stable.
There is a button for an electric bell next to the door.
Su Qingyue pressed it, and the electric bell rang lightly.
A lady in a cheongsam opened the door for him.
"Hello."
She smiled, a calm smile.
has a good figure, doesn't look very young, but his temperament covers the passing years.
Su Qingyue was stunned.
This is not the temperament of the entertainment industry at all.
The atmosphere is like a quiet orchid, and it is like a painting, which is completely different from the delicacy of Lianxiang.
Lian Xiang is like a luxury, while she is a complete work of art.
"Who are you looking for?" The woman asked again, her voice steady.
"I'm sorry, I made an appointment with Mr. Liming." Only then did Su Qingyue withdraw from the embarrassment.
"You're from Warlock?"
"Yes."
"Please come in, Mr. Liming is already here."
The woman said goodbye and made way for him.
Su Qingyue walked in.