It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"This one again?"

Xie Lixuan waved his hand irritably and hammered the desk, and his two gray eyebrows were slowly entangled together. After he closed his eyes and pondered for a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his son standing beside him, asking uncertainly. Said: "What do you think...what do they mean? Do they want to talk or do they not want to talk?"

"It should be what they want to talk about. Otherwise, they won't send people here. It's just why they do this, it's unknown." Xie Jun shook his head sadly.

In order to facilitate this transaction, he has worked hard for the past six months, forgetting to eat and sleep, but who would have thought that the long march of ten thousand miles would be over soon, but he was stuck on the last step.

He was so depressed that he wanted to smash all those **** with a submachine gun!

"I want to talk, but we're still making things difficult for us, what do these **** want?!" Xie Lixuan rubbed his temples with a headache, and suddenly felt very tired.

He was actually quite difficult. The old brother at the research institute was clamoring for technology all day long, and even ran to his house several times to urge him, like a ghost asking for money.

On the other hand, Lao Maozi kept holding on to what they wanted, not saying to sell it, or not to sell it, and it kept sending out a signal that was elusive, which was really maddening.

"Tea is here!" At this moment, Chu Heng walked in beamingly, holding a thermos in one hand and a tray in the other, on which was a teapot with a faint scent of tea and a few white porcelain teacups.

When he came to the desk, Xie Jun smelled the special scent of tea in the air, and his expression suddenly became strange. He squinted at Chu Heng, who was smiling, and took a few steps back calmly.

Isn't it uncomfortable for this kid not to die?

The old man has collected the old Pu'er that he has not been willing to drink for more than ten years, and he just smashed it and soaked it?

But it should be said or not, this smell is really fragrant, and I don't know what it feels like to drink it.

"Come here, old man, drink tea, drink tea! Let's see how good my craft is!" Chu Heng graciously picked up the teapot and reached three cups of tea. Xie Jun handed him a cup.

In the end, he picked up the remaining cup of zi yo and drank it himself, and said yes with a wide-eyed smile.

"Hoo, Zi Liu!"

Xie Jun squinted and took a sip. After smashing the taste in his mouth, he couldn't help nodding his head. No wonder the old man is so precious about that tea brick. This taste is indeed not comparable to ordinary tea!

But it's good, it's just a little bit expensive...

Xie Jun thought that the old man took the tea brick as seriously as his life. He quickly drank the tea in the cup, and quickly refilled it. The chicken thief walked out of the study with the tea, and closed the door intimately.

Then, he stood in the yard, and the old **** was there to taste the tea.

Soon.

Xie Lixuan's furious roar came from the study behind him.

"Why did you dismantle Lao Tzu's Yi Zhaofeng?!"

Immediately afterwards, Chu Heng's shrill screams came from inside the house, and the listener was really sad.

Xie Jun shuddered like a conditioned reflex when he heard the movement. He couldn't bear to turn his head and forgot to look at the study. He held a teacup and raised it in the distance, as if to pay homage and to thank him.

After a while, the study door slowly opened, and Chu Heng, who was kicked several times by the old man, limped out and greeted Xie Jun with a bared mouth, "Uncle Xie, the old man called you!"

"You, you, you are really self-inflicted." Xie Jun glanced at this guy with a smile on his face, and walked slowly into the study holding the tea cup that had been drunk long ago, and went straight to the book desk, ready to refill.

"Put that for Lao Tzu!" Xie Lixuan put his hand on the teapot with a stare, like Xiao Liuhong who was protecting food.

Xie Jun disappointedly smelled the increasingly strong aroma of tea in the air, put down the empty cup in his hand, and asked softly, "Dad, what did you call me?"

"Go to the embassy next time and bring that **** with you. Don't those **** like to drink? Then let these two scourges touch each other!" Xie Lixuan glanced coldly at Chu Heng, who was standing at the door with a soft butt. Hum said: "If he can't drink and get down on those few hairs, throw him to the northwest for me to eat dirt!"

Chu Heng listened to this, but he didn't take it seriously. He raised his stubble-covered chin with disdain, and said with a pouting face, "Hey, don't worry about this, my name as the Great King of the Four Nine Cities is not for nothing. Yes, if those **** don't pee their pants, I don't need to bother you, I'll jump over the moat myself!"

"How could I forget this kid." Xie Jun's eyes lit up, then frowned again, looked at Xie Lixuan, and said, "But it's a bit unethical, Dad, he's not one of our ministries, And this matter also involves some confidentiality clauses, he is an outsider involved, can the top agree?"

"You are trash yourself, why don't you ask for foreign aid?"

Xie Lixuan glared at him and waved his hand impatiently: "That's it, I'll give you a note later, and then ask him to sign a non-disclosure agreement, special affairs!"

"That's alright." Xie Jun nodded with a wry smile, then looked at Chu Heng and asked with a smile, "Tell the truth to Uncle Xie, how much alcohol can your kid drink? It's like it's rumored, one pick fifty , a few hundred pounds for a meal?"

"I can drink these!"

Chu Heng stretched out a finger with a mysterious look on his face.

"What do you mean?" Xie Jun asked in confusion.

"Drink all the time!" Chu Heng said proudly.

"You kid!" Xie Jun smiled.

"If you say you're fat, you're still panting!" Xie Lixuan glanced at Chu Heng in disgust. He doesn't like this guy right now. He always feels that his standing posture is too upright. of.

"What I said is the truth." Chu Heng mumbled while shrinking his neck, and then actively chatted with the old man about the old man, secretly began to prepare for the battle, and waited until after lunch at noon, he Just left in a jeep.

Not long after he left, Xie Lixuan's roar came from the living room of the Xie family.

"Chu Heng, you bastard! How dare you obey Laozi's tea!"

In the jeep, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com After Chu Heng left the compound, he thiefly pulled out the tea leaves hidden in the warehouse, put it under his nose and smelled the smell, and murmured: " There are so many good things in Grandpa Xie's house, it seems that I will come often in the future!"

The driver of the car glanced curiously through the rearview mirror, and asked him suspiciously, "Hey, Xiao Chu, where did you get the tea brick you took? Why does it look familiar to me?"

"You should have seen it, so thank Grandpa for hiding the hundred-year-old tea brick." Chu Heng raised his head with a smile, and he broke off a small piece from the tea brick with great generosity and handed it over: "Come on, Brother Miao, whoever saw it. I have a share, you can take it back and drink it, I tell you it tastes pretty good!"

The unidentified driver raised his eyebrows, glanced at the small piece of tea handed over, but still couldn't help taking it: "Then I'll be welcome, I'll touch your light today and try this good thing, it's time Don't tell me, Mr. Xie really hurts you enough, he has been hiding these tea bricks for many years."

"No, it really hurts."

Chu Heng rubbed his **** and grinned again.