When He Guang heard that Yang Jing actually asked him to pour himself a cup to taste, he was a little ecstatic in his heart.

Mother tree big red robe, such a precious tea, Yang Jing let himself drink it so casually, to be honest, He Guangzhen couldn't believe it, but he also knew that Yang Jing said nothing, and hurriedly said: "Hehe, thank you Mr. Yang." ”

He Guang couldn't help but be a little excited, carefully picked up the teapot, took the teacup, and slowly poured tea for himself, for fear that his hands would accidentally spill one or two drops.

Although Yang Jing let himself pour a cup to taste, He Guang was still a little measured, only poured a small sip, and then drank it little by little as if he was drinking the elixir and jade liquid.

"How does it taste?" Yang Jing looked at him like this, felt interesting, and asked.

He Guang smiled awkwardly when he heard this, he didn't like to drink tea, how could he taste tea, in his heart, he felt that it was no different from other teas, but he naturally couldn't say that on his face.

"Good! I've never had such a delicious tea! He Guang said with admiration on his face.

Yang Jing smiled slightly, didn't say much, and tasted tea for a while, the kitchen was already ready for the meal, and one plate after another was served, and soon a table was full.

It's still a sumptuous dish, delicate and delicious.

Yang Jing doesn't eat much, he eats a bowl of rice and a few dishes to stop chopsticks, but He Guang eats happily, although his salary is not low, but he can rarely eat dishes of this specification, chopsticks are like flying, and he is happy to eat.

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The sun rises and the moon falls, the moon falls and the sun rises, and between the rotation of the sun and the moon, time passes quietly.

In the main room of the house, there are a lot of exquisite breakfasts on the carved round table, Chinese-style steamed buns, fried dumplings, soy milk fritters, etc., as well as a lot of Western-style breakfasts, which can basically be said to be everything.

Yang Jing sat in a high position and ate unhurriedly.

He Guang was beside him, eating happily, and couldn't help but think in his heart, this is really cool with Mr. Yang, just drive and fight, this food and accommodation are all top-notch.

"Mr. Yang, where are you going in a while, Sichuan University?" He Guang saw that Yang Jing was eating about the same, and asked respectfully.

Yang Jing shook his head slightly: "Don't go today, wait for Lin Rui to bring someone over." "If you have promised to see you, you will definitely see him, and he is not a man who breaks his word and gets fat.

But it's boring to wait like this, and after thinking about it, Yang Jing said again: "Go to the side room and get the fishing gear." ”

Fishing gear? He Guang was curious, but he didn't say much, and left.

He searched carefully for a while, and after finding the fishing gear, he hurriedly prepared to return to the main room, but found that Yang Jing was already standing in the courtyard.

"Let's go, have nothing to do, go fishing." Yang Jing glanced at He Guang, put his hands behind his back, and strode out of the mansion.

He Guang was even more curious, how to fish here?

Yang Jing took He Guang out of the house, went straight to the back of the house, bypassed the house, He Guang was surprised to find that there was a small lake behind it, oval-shaped, the waterside was full of willow trees, willow leaves fluttering, the lake was blue, and sometimes fish jumped out of the lake, bringing ripples.

He Guang couldn't help but be a little stunned, this situation and this scene are really as wonderful as a picture scroll.

Yang Jing didn't react much, he went straight to a cool lake, didn't care about anything else, sat down cross-legged, beckoned He Guang to fiddle with the fishing gear, and dug up the soil with his own hands, and caught a few earthworms as bait.

Then, Yang Jing threw the fish hook down, with a leisurely look on his face, quietly looking at the lake, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

He Guang stood next to him and looked at it for a moment, but his face was a little speechless.

"Ask whatever you want, isn't that what you are?" Although Yang Jing didn't look at He Guang, he knew his expression, so he said softly.

He Guang smiled, and then asked, "Mr. Yang, this lake is an ornamental lake, right?" Yes, can I fish? Although he also knew that with Yang Jing's identity, if he wanted to fish, he would naturally be able to fish.

But as Yang Jing said, he is a person who can't resist curiosity, and most of them will ask their curiosity directly.

"It's not an ornamental lake, it's my private lake, like the swimming pool in some villas." Yang Jing responded to him indifferently.

Then, He Guang was confused.

Swimming, swimming pool? Whose swimming pool is so exaggerated in this Nima, this lake must be at least close to the size of two football fields, this is a triathlon!

Although he was surprised in his heart, but in the past two days with Yang Jing, He Guang gradually began to adapt to his amazingness, so he quickly got used to it, and after thinking about it, he had nothing to do when he stood there, and there was still fishing gear, so he simply got a fishing rod and caught a fish.

The sun is gradually rising, the scorching heat of Sichuan City is famous all over the country, and it is the height of summer at this time, and it is really like being in a furnace under the scorching sun.

After a while, He Guang was sweating profusely, and the heat was a little unbearable, and he looked at Yang Jing sideways, but saw that he was still calm, and there was no sweat on his fair and good-looking face.

This made He Guang wonder in his heart, today Yang Jing is still dressed like a blue robe, his long hair has been turned into a bun, and a wooden hairpin is inserted on it at will, it stands to reason that this dress is not cool at all, why is Mr. Yang not hot at all?

was curious, but saw that Yang Jing suddenly retracted the rod, and at least four or five catties of grass carp were fished up.

"Mr. Yang is amazing!" He Guang hurriedly opened his mouth and praised, some were sycophants, and some were sincere.

Because at this time, Yang Jing has already caught seven or eight fish, not to mention fishing on his own side, and the float has not moved.

Yang Jing looked normal, took off the grass carp, and threw it directly back into the lake.

For him, killing time is about the process, not the outcome.

"Mr. Yang, why do you keep having fish on the bait, and I haven't caught one for so long?" He Guang asked.

After Yang Jing threw down the fishing line again, he said: "Don't be in a hurry, fishing requires patience, and you can't be in a hurry." He said this very slowly, but with some meaning.

Where did He Guang get any patience, and when he was about to ask Yang Jing if he had any tricks, the phone rang, and he hurriedly looked at it, but it was Lin Rui calling.

After connecting for a while, He Guang asked Yang Jing: "Mr. Yang, the chairman said that Mi Yuzhu is here, and asked you who ......?"

"Go and pick it up." Yang Jing's eyes did not move, still looking at the lake, as if the arrival of Mi Yuzhu was not as important as fishing.

Of course, that's actually ...... That's true.

Women love this, Yang Jing has experienced too much for more than two thousand years, even to the point that she can't count them, but fishing is only occasionally caught when she is interested, although there are many times over the years, but at least you can still count it.

When He Guang heard this, he put down the fishing rod and ran to the door to pick up Lin Rui and Mi Yuzhu.

Here, Mi Yuzhu was sitting in Lin Rui's car, but his well-dressed and beautiful face looked a little nervous.

Lin Rui, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and thought to himself: "It's another delusional girl." ”

More than ten years ago, when Lin Rui followed Yang Jing, he also saw many girls similar to Mi Yuzhu who admired Yang Jing, many of which made Lin Rui, who was still young at the time, moved, and even longed.

But without exception, Yang Jing never accepted it, and even Lin Rui secretly speculated that Engong never seemed to have seen those girls with his eyes.

"Uncle Lin, what kind of person is Mr. Yang? What does he like and what does he love? At this time, Mi Yuzhu suddenly asked, with curiosity and anticipation on his delicate face.

Lin Rui naturally understood what she meant, it was nothing more than wanting to get to know Yang Jing and find some common topics for a while.

"Eun Gong's words...... Actually, I can't say, he seems to like everything, and he doesn't seem to like anything, in short, there are few things that can arouse the interest of Eun Gong. Lin Rui hesitated, but still responded.

After Mi Yuzhu heard this, her beautiful eyes flashed with thought, she had found Lin Rui before, hoping to meet Yang Jing through him, from Lin Rui's hesitant attitude at that time, to his respect for Yang Jing now, it made Mi Yuzhu know one thing very clearly in her heart.

The man who makes his heart flutter when he sees him is far more powerful than he imagined.

But so what? Mi Yuzhu is a strong girl, and she finally met the man who made her heart move, she secretly thought that no matter how difficult it was, she would succeed......

"It's just that there are few things, not nothing, right? Uncle Lin, can you tell me about this rare thing, and what does it probably mean? Mi Yuzhu thought for a while and asked.

Lin Rui smiled helplessly, and could only respond: "Some strange things, or antiques and other old things, Engong may be interested, but I can't guarantee it, and I also want to persuade you, it's best not to waste your efforts, because some things are impossible." ”