Chapter 1410: Boss Zhou

Everyone was chatting and laughing, but the main force brewing the tea noticed someone actually handing over a thermos—it was Zheng Qu.

Anyway!

"It's such a waste of heaven's gifts!" He said disapprovingly. "With such good tea leaves, drinking them like this is truly like a cow chewing on peonies!"

Zheng Qu was staring at him brewing the tea from the side, and at this moment, he laughed: "Then what else can we do? Should I set up a tea table for you, and you pour it for everyone one small cup at a time? By the time this tea is finished, what time would it be?"

Don't say, the other party looked like he really wanted to nod.

But thinking about the 20-plus people they had tonight, he had to give up listlessly.

Lifting his teacup again, looking at the tea leaves inside that weren't top-tier in shape, and sniffing that unexpected tea fragrance, he simply took out his own cup and poured the tea into it!

This way, he wouldn't forget it when he left! Anyway, he had to drink more tonight!

Hot water was brought in pot by pot. When the server opened the room door, she only felt that the entire room was permeated with an indescribable tea fragrance.

Her eyes lit up, and she praised quite knowingly: "What fragrant tea leaves! Aren't these precious?"

That's for sure!

Several tea lovers had their eyes light up, wishing they could pull her aside to talk at length.

However, most young people's understanding of tea leaves was limited to "fragrant" and "bitter." At this moment, a classmate said carelessly: "It is very fragrant, it could even be used as aromatherapy."

"Smell this tea fragrance, then smell the tea aromatherapy I bought; it feels pungent in comparison..."

"Don't say, although this tea is a bit bitter, it feels cool and sweet in the throat after drinking it; it's really quite comfortable..."

Comfortable is comfortable, but no one mentioned buying it. What kind of family background would dare to ponder something that costs 10,000 per tael? At this moment, they could only bury their heads and gulp down two big mouthfuls; anyway, they had to drink until they were expensive and full tonight!

Lu Chuan also picked up his teacup and started talking to the person next to him. Inadvertently, he swept a glance at Yuan Jiawen opposite him, only to see the other party picking up a teacup just as naturally, with faint green tea brewing inside.

What strong psychological quality!

It really was just as the few girls were whispering earlier; with such a mentality of swallowing insults, what couldn't one succeed at!

There were also classmates laughing with Song Tan:

"Class beauty, you said you went home to run a farm, but I think you're doing the tea business, right? It would be strange if this quality didn't take off; it's incredible!"

There were also those with some strength at home who secretly inquired: "What is the model for selling this tea? Do you need distributors? Have you created your own brand?"

Song Tan smiled:

"It's not just the tea business; we have cabbages and radishes too."

"As for being incredible, that's not necessarily the case; fortunately, my family supports me."

"The tea is supplied separately to specific people every year. We don't need distributors for now, and we do have our own brand, but we rarely sell it."

This answer was given sentence by sentence. The person asking might not even remember what they had just asked, yet she could answer everything one by one.

This earnest and sincere mode sounded like her old style, but inexplicably, it seemed a bit different now.

And Lu Chuan, listening from the side, suddenly felt that this way of answering questions was very familiar. Thinking about it again, wasn't this himself?

He sipped his tea silently, feeling a secret joy in his heart.

Zheng Qu, however, felt embarrassed and handed over the menu: "You guys came, and I can't treat you to anything good. See what dishes you want to eat; tasting a few more bites is the gesture."

Last night, the two of them were fighting over that jar of fried rice in the car; his lifelong reputation was about to be lost, and in the end, he was suppressed by his girlfriend... Eating this grade of stuff at home every day, who would look at the things in their restaurant!

So, Zheng Qu thought: Eating too well isn't good either; look, once you come out, you can only go hungry.

Lu Chuan didn't refuse either.

He rarely trampled on people's good intentions, especially good intentions that didn't affect him. Therefore, he took the menu and picked two with great interest, and he could clearly see Zheng Qu becoming happy.

Song Tan, although seemingly talking to everyone, hadn't completely let go of her attention. At this moment, she asked curiously: "Are there dishes you want to eat?"

Lu Chuan leaned over and pointed them out to her: "These two feel like the process is quite complicated; we haven't made them at home. I'll taste them and learn."

It was very suitable for late-night snacks, especially since Song Tan hadn't considered losing weight at all, and she was quite supportive every time she ate something good at night.

It seems she must really like it, Lu Chuan thought.

Although Song Tan's attention was there, she really didn't have such delicate thoughts. At this moment, she looked at them twice and let it go: "Okay! Let's make them when we go back—let's stew a small rooster and an old duck when we get back?"

Although their rooster wasn't small and the duck wasn't old, they should still be delicious!

Lu Chuan's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

The atmosphere of the class reunion here was harmonious and beautiful, and Yuan Jiawen was silently drinking tea and temporarily lying low. But in the next private room, the guests who came weren't very happy.

"You just said the tea I brought was 'okay'; what do you mean by that?"

The speaker was Boss Zhou, who was hosting today. He was about fifty years old, a bit plump, and looked quite fierce when he sat there with a dark face.

The server was already starting to get nervous.

She really didn't mean it!

For this kind of farmhouse resort: firstly, to maintain a down-to-earth atmosphere, and secondly, to make the servers more nimble, most of those hired were older.

She was a big sister in her forties. At first, she was responsible for the private room next door. There were young people there who were relatively less picky, so two new servers were assigned to follow her.

This side looked harder to serve, and with people saying "I know your boss" every other sentence, the manager arranged two experienced employees.

Originally, everything was quite good and efficient, but the man took out a bag of tea from a gift box with great care: "Server, come, set up your tea tray properly! This is precious tea I entrusted someone to get; ordinary people can't drink it at all."

Originally, in this kind of occasion, everyone would just praise it and start a group chat. But after waiting for the water to boil, the boss started pouring tea for everyone, bragging while asking the server on the side: "How about it, I didn't lie to you, right? Where else have you smelled this tea fragrance?"

The server was naturally used to dealing with this and definitely had to pretend to praise it a couple of times. But that big sister was a bit dazed at the time, and when her mind wandered, the words slipped out:

"It's okay."

After saying it, she realized it and quickly apologized with a smile: "I mean, I'm so old, I don't understand tea either. If you ask me to say something, I can't say anything. It's quite fragrant; it's really rare to smell it!"

Actually, the man was brewing Tieguanyin, which had an orchid fragrance, and it wasn't on the same track as the green tea next door. She was really overwhelmed by the fragrance at the time, so much so that her mind was still full of that fragrance.

Unfortunately, Boss Zhou didn't buy it.

With such good stuff and such important guests invited, what did "it's okay" mean?

Could it be that the invited guests were smoothing things over: "Indeed, it smells unusual..."

"Yes, it smells like good tea. We are blessed thanks to you today!"

"Why are you arguing with the server? She doesn't have time to drink tea every day anyway; wasn't it just a slip of the tongue?"

The more everyone persuaded, the more energetic the boss became!

Anyway, he stood up and asked aggressively: "No, I'm a serious person. A nail is a nail, a mortise is a mortise. If the tea is good, it's good; if it's not, it's not. My heart in treating everyone is sincere; I can't be told for no reason that I'm using inferior goods! Server, make it clear, what kind of tea is called good tea? You show me. If you can't say one, two, three, four today, I'll call your manager over in a while!"

There was no need to wait for a while; someone had already notified the prep station.

By the time the manager rushed over and smoothed things over countless times, finally sending two dishes, it was considered settled.

The manager was speechless, and the server was also depressed. Once she went out, she was scolded: "You're an old employee too. No matter what the guest brings, if they ask you to praise it, you praise it... Look at you, what kind of words did you say?"

Due to the fact that they were in the middle of serving guests, she didn't intend to say much. Who knew the server felt aggrieved in her heart, and at this moment, she couldn't help but say: "It really wasn't my fault... I was just in the Silk and Bamboo Hall next door. Their tea is the first-class good stuff. Even I, who don't understand tea at all, could smell it... It's really different."

It had even confused her with its fragrance.

Manager: "???"

She knew her own employees; the server really wasn't someone who understood tea, but even she said so—

"I'll go take a look."

Entering the prep station from the back door, she first asked about the basic situation inside. At this moment, she could already smell the faint tea fragrance.

It really smelled good!

She couldn't help but take a deep breath. She intended to just leave, but who knew that as soon as she opened the door, another familiar-looking middle-aged man was standing outside!

The other party pushed her aside: "I want to see what kind of tea they use here, worth you praising it like this, openly and secretly!"

He was middle-aged, and his voice was loud. At this moment, the room door opened, and the slight noise outside and his shouting were transmitted over, so much so that Zheng Qu stood up subconsciously:

"What's going on?"

Lu Chuan also looked over.

He wasn't very happy.

Really.

Sitting beside him were Huo Xueying, Zheng Qu, and a group of people who were relatively close to Song Tan back then. Everyone was recounting the beautiful campus life they once had. He actually liked listening to Song Tan's past.

Song Tan herself was listening with great interest, occasionally sifting out one or two small details about others from their mutually verified memories. Everyone was chatting back and forth, and it was very lively.

They had just reached her love history when they were suddenly interrupted.

Not to mention Lu Chuan, everyone chatting felt unfulfilled.

However, the culprit didn't have any concept of disturbing others. At this moment, he pushed aside the server and manager and walked in from the small door of the prep station. Upon entering, he first took a deep breath:

"College student gathering?"

He looked at everyone being young, and at this moment, he said this, then raised his voice again: "The server just said your tea is better than mine, so I came over to see what good tea you're using—hey, it is strangely fragrant. Who brought this tea? Where was it bought?"

The server chased after him in a hurry, feeling truly aggrieved: "I didn't..."

Lu Chuan stood up, expressionless: "Me. 300,000 per jin, not for sale to the public. Any objections?"

Everyone had seen him as gentle and elegant since they met him. Only when he stood up and spoke coldly at this moment did they realize that the other party also had times when he was angry!

And then there was—

Holy crap, 300,000 per jin, is that for real?!

But looking at the few classmates who were in the tea business, they saw them shocked at first, but then they nodded in understanding, as if they really felt this price was worth it...

Good heavens.

Everyone was numb.

No wonder Song Tan could wear things worth hundreds of thousands casually; why wouldn't she be casual? It was just two or three jin of tea leaves. Although according to everyone's experience, the cost of such things was also outrageously high, but no matter how high, 100,000 could be earned, right?

Looking at the middle-aged man who came in again, he was obviously stuck too.

He felt he wasn't bragging; that tea was really collected from someone else for over 30,000. Wasn't it popular these days to drink tea and talk business? It just so happened that these so-called "old friends" were all from coastal cities and loved this taste, so he thought of showing off a bit.

As a result, because of the server's lack of cooperation, he wanted to specifically show off his power to demonstrate himself, which was why this matter happened... But now, whether 300,000 was true or not, he didn't know, but the tea fragrance here was really better than his!

What was even more terrifying was that the original guests in his room had already followed up to pull and drag him, blocking him from causing trouble.

Now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, and the fragrance had been smelled by them all.

One of the merchants immediately had his eyes light up: "This tea..."

Lu Chuan was expressionless: "Private, not for sale—please."

He gestured with one hand, not looking like a friendly businessman at all. This instead made Song Tan a bit strange, because Lu Chuan really wouldn't show unhappiness so easily.

She paused and looked opposite, only to find that the middle-aged man surrounded by two or three people, although his face was swollen and plump, had a certain feeling that was somewhat familiar...

She couldn't help but look at Lu Chuan again.

Since Lu Chuan had said so, Zheng Qu was the first to step forward to drive people away: "Sorry, private gathering, no business talk..."

The classmates also expressed their opinions one after another—what kind of quality is this person!

Look at how angry he made Song Tan's boyfriend; he couldn't even maintain his good temper. But don't say, he was actually quite handsome with such a cold face...

Everyone took another look, and finally looked at the hateful appearance of the boss opposite, and the feeling of disgust became even stronger.

When a group of bosses couldn't get off the stage and pushed and shoved their way out the door, and the manager and server apologized repeatedly and promised a 30% discount on the dishes later, and the door was tightly closed, everyone started discussing:

"Are they crazy..."

"Exactly, I saw the server big sister was about to cry from anxiety, saying over and over again that she didn't say that..."

"So what if she really said it? Is it possible that the Erguotou brought by this private room and the Maotai brought by that private room have to compete with each other?"

"Exactly! Crazy! And they're still talking business? I think this boss has a bad-luck face; he'll go bankrupt sooner or later!"

Lu Chuan picked up his teacup, and the corners of his lips actually curled up again.

Song Tan leaned over: "You're not right."

Lu Chuan, however, had his eyebrows curved with pride: "You didn't notice, did you? That man is Zhou Yongzhi."

And Zhou Yongzhi was his father!

Song Tan:!!!

Then she really didn't notice! At this moment, she only felt heartache: "Aunt Lu is truly a fresh flower stuck in cow dung!" How did she choose him back then?

Lu Chuan was speechless, then defended his mother: "He was actually quite handsome when he was young, really."

It's just that when he reached middle age, he neither avoided alcohol, sex, wealth, and anger, nor did he maintain fitness, and he had no good living habits. It was normal for his face to be ugly and hateful.

"That's not right," Song Tan was still puzzled: "You still hold a grudge against him? That's why you couldn't help but give him a cold face when you saw him?"

Lu Chuan laughed: "How is that possible! He can't recognize me at all—the last time he saw my photo must have been ten years ago."

"However, if I didn't have a cold face, his several business partners might have recognized me."

Shamefully, these people had brought investment projects to find him at an industry conference back then. But Lu Chuan rejected these shallow projects that looked like they were meant to deceive newcomers at a glance.

But two years later, seeing them still hitting walls everywhere, it was obvious that the economy was declining, and everyone was much more cautious when giving funds. He couldn't bear it for a moment, so he introduced them to a perfect partner in Ningcheng.

Someone who didn't understand the industry, loved to lick the cake, and could afford the money...

Who wouldn't love such a party A!

Look, seeing everyone able to come here to eat like this, the cooperation must have been discussed quite reliably. Looking at the other party's appearance of holding tea leaves to show off, maybe all the funds had been invested, and he still had to pretend to be light and breezy on the surface...

Lu Chuan said seriously: "If I weren't serious, I'm afraid I would have laughed out loud—if I laughed out loud and was remembered by those few people, it wouldn't be very good."

Who told him to always have a smiling face to the outside world.

Song Tan:...

Although that's true!

She gave a thumbs up: "Super cool! Just do it!" ===== CHAPTER 1411 =====