After a few pleasantries, Han Meng sat down and looked at the layout of the tea room.

This is a semi-open tea room, open the carved sandalwood door, you can enjoy the cluster of laurel trees in the courtyard, as well as the gentle pond water, and the few green lotus leaves dotted in between. Bergamot incense is inserted in a line incense, with a faint fragrance of cinnamon, and a guqin on the piano table.

"The artistic conception of this tea garden is far-reaching, I have just painted a few landscape samples, please look at it with the design draft. If you don't dislike it, I'll play an ugly piano. Please feel the two of us and awaken the design inspiration in your heart. ”

"My inspiration?" Young Master Guan was puzzled.

"Yes. You two are the owners of the tea plantation. This tea garden embodies the hard work of Mr. Guan for many years, and after the baptism of time, there is this Fang Zhongxiu. You have the most say in the design of this hotel. We are nothing more than to show your inner thoughts and design needs in a professional way. Your inspiration and ideas are the soul of this hotel design, and everything else is just flesh and skin. The beauty you know is the nature of the tea garden and the best feng shui. ”

Old man Guan nodded approvingly. It seems that Han Meng has received their initial approval.

Han Meng sat by the piano, closed his eyes and recuperated, not in a hurry, as if he wanted to summon the memories in his mind.

The vague rhythm in memory, the vaguely remembered sheet music, and the vague figure of the evaluation slowly emerged.

"Your tunes are too sharp and not layered."

"You're too conceited, high-pitched, joyful and free, but you can't play that kind of low back sadness, painful feeling..."

That's it, follow your heart, twist your fingers and pluck the strings.

The sound of the piano is like a wisp of light smoke, drifting from the depths of the tea garden, carrying the crisp song of birds, accompanied by children's laughter, and reopening the memory gate of the old man and the young master Guan.

At that time, Mr. Guan was busy in the tea garden all day long, and Young Master Guan was laughing and playing in the tea garden, and his life was leisurely. The Father is kind and the Son is obedient and happy.

Kelai design, according to the different functional areas of the hotel to distinguish; Hand-painted by Han Meng, the indoor and outdoor scenes are blended, and the theme is better interpreted: pure dragon hidden, noble tea abyss.

Han Meng's piano sound changed from soft and generous, to agitated and high, like a dragon swimming in the green mountains and sea of clouds, between the blue water and mist sources, absorbing the spiritual power of nature, and bursting into the nine heavens!

The father and son of the Guan family looked at the design for a while, and the old man was a little tired, took a few sips of osmanthus Longjing, and closed his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, Han Meng's qin song also began to end, returning to leisurely, as if a dragon had entered the abyss and returned to calm.

"Wonderful! Jing Yi is really full of talents, Miss Han is not only well designed, but also proficient in piano rhythm! The old man has been practicing the piano for many years, and his skills are not as good as you! "Old Man Guan has a high opinion of Han Meng!

Young Master Guan looked at the young woman in front of him, and also felt incredible, he could use a painting to express such a rich and delicate mind with a piano, Bing Xue was smart!

"Thank you for your love, do you two have any suggestions for design, can I go back to the business!"

Han Meng hurriedly took out the prepared contract and struck while the iron was hot, ready to win the gamble.

"There's no hurry."

"Huh? Is there anything else that needs to be revised? Han Meng's heart trembled.

"Miss Han, I won't hide it from you. I'm old, I don't know how to operate hotels and attractions, I just know how to grow tea and drink tea. Xiao Guan's mind is not in this tea garden. Young people like new things, and it's good to break through. I'm going to sell this tea plantation, and I'm just staying here to help grow tea. Of course, don't worry, we still have the final say on the design of this hotel, which is one of the conditions for me to sell this tea plantation. It's just that you still have to meet the buyer, and there will be a professional team to operate in the future. Three days later, the groundbreaking ceremony of the Tea Garden Hotel was held, which was the chosen auspicious day. ”

“…”

Osmanthus tea is sweet and moist, and the fragrance lasts for a long time. Han Meng took a few boxes of Mr. Guan's special tea and returned to the company beautifully.

"How? Seeing that you have gained a lot, surely you have signed it back? Kelai asked.

"The groundbreaking ceremony is expected to receive an invitation today. Let's keep it a secret from Director Qin first, and wait for the day of the signing... Hee-hee..."

"I still need you to teach!" Ke Lai knocked off Han Meng's hooligan's hooked shoulder, and went to make tea with the tea box.

"I heard that Assistant Han was sent back by Mr. Guan with a few boxes of tea, but the contract was not signed."

As soon as Han Meng came back, the wind blew into Qin Lan's ears.

Qin Lan's red lips smiled slyly.

"Even she doesn't have the ability to go through the sky, even if Chief Jing helps her make an appointment for tea! I see how she still gets stuck! ”

"Chief Jing informs you to participate in the groundbreaking ceremony of the Tea Garden Hotel on the weekend, and it is estimated that it is still up to you to get out!"

Qin Lan's face was full of pride, and she had an abacus in her heart.