Liang Yating was secretly pondering the words of He Xiang and Ye Hao. When she figured it out, she was suddenly enlightened...
She was shocked beyond asure. It turned out that speaking could be so artful; without any obvious signs, the purpose of this eting had already been hinted at.
What surprised her even more was Ye Hao. How old is Ye Hao? Yet he could push back against soone as seasoned in business as He Xiang, as smoothly as a Tai Chi maneuver?
At this mont, she realized that wars without smoke are the most terrifying. Fortunately, Ye Hao and He Xiang had not sparked a real conflict yet. Should sparks fly, what kind of magnificent scene would unfold between the Hao Association and the Macau Entertainnt Company?
"Have a taste, sister." He Xiang looked at Liang Yating, handed over a steaming cup of tea and smiled.
Liang Yating gently took the teacup and thanked her, "Thank you..."
"Ha ha, you're welco." He Xiang imdiately recognized the relationship between Liang Yating and Ye Hao, so she refrained from making pointless comnts like Ye Hao being able to find such a beautiful woman as Liang Yating.
Although she could see so signs of Liang Yating's interest in Ye Hao from her eyes, these issues were between Ye Hao and Liang Yating. As an outsider, she had no need to ddle in other people's private lives.
At this mont, Ye Hao picked up the teacup, slowly raised it to his nose, and took a deep breath.
As the delicate fragrance of tea entered Ye Hao's nostrils, he closed his eyes, savoring the taste with great pleasure.
In reality, at this mont, he was having the eighth-generation system find him so beautiful words to praise Longjing tea. He never really drank tea; since childhood, he had been subjected to rigorous training and imdiately imrsed himself in work afterward. Where would he find the ti to learn about tea appreciation?
"The fragrance of the tea fills the air, bitter and sweet as it enters the lungs, as if allowing one to taste the bitterness and sweetness of the world. A person's life is like Longjing being boiled in hot water; Longjing can only struggle in the boiling water and eventually release its own bitter sweetness. We humans are the sa, in the Great Thousand Worlds full of wonders, where we live is like a pot of boiling water, we can only struggle in it to find our own lives, releasing our own splendor. Only then can future generations reap the benefits and coexist for all eternity." Ye Hao said with his eyes closed, then took a small sip of tea.
Ye Hao's words left He Xiang and Liang Yating both deep in thought. Ye Hao's words were both right and wrong.
Right were the people who seed to live in a pot of boiling water. If a person wants to compete like Longjing or Pu'er tea, then he must showcase a more exciting life among the crowd for others to appreciate.
Just like Longjing and Pu'er tea, if you ask a tea lover, those people will undoubtedly choose Longjing.
And Longjing can receive admiration from those who like it and be sold at a higher, more worthy price.
People, too, if admired by big bosses and recognized by the world, their self-worth will increase with recognition, and their identities will elevate, leading life to go further and further.
The further they go, the greater the benefits for their descendants, even in their eventual passing, their offspring can still coexist for all eternity.
Wrong is the notion that people live in a pot of boiling water. The water boiled, it raged, but they struggled and tried hard, but may not receive their due praise.
In the end, they still lead an ordinary and frail life.
Therefore, Longjing is both comparable to a struggling crowd and, at the sa ti, incomparable.
"I didn't expect that a cup of tea with little brother contained so much learning within it. It seems Xiang will have to learn more from you in the future." He Xiang smiled at Ye Hao, her wise gaze seed to imply that the analogy wasn't quite appropriate.
Ye Hao, seeing this, blushed but quickly adjusted his mindset; he laughed and said, "What's that worth? It's just a little show-off. In front of a tea master like Xiang, such boasting hardly holds the stage."
"Little brother, you're being modest." He Xiang added so tea for Ye Hao with a smile.
Ye Hao responded with a noncommittal smile.
"Miss Liang, the next thing I would like to discuss a matter with Ye." He Xiang wanted to discuss so confidential matters with Ye Hao, and hoped those around him could step aside.
Liang Yating was about to say I'll go check outside to see if there is any help needed, but was stopped by Ye Hao. Ye Hao smiled and said, "Xiang, feel free to speak, she's not an outsider."
Ye Hao's words made Liang Yating feel very dignified. She admired Ye Hao, thinking sweetly in her heart, this man is quite gentlemanly!
"Oh?" He Xiang looked at Liang Yating in surprise, thinking that Liang Yating was just temporarily asked by Ye Hao to act as a companion. But looking at the current situation, Ye Hao seed to trust the woman quite a lot!
"Ha ha, Xiang, whatever you want just say." Ye Hao smiled and said.
"Alright! It seems I'm overthinking it. Miss Liang, I apologize." He Xiang, naturally born from a noble family, spoke in a way that offended no one.
Liang Yating waved her hand quickly and said, "Xiang, it's alright. You continue your discussion."
He Xiang nodded, then looked at Ye Hao and asked, "Brother, I heard you plan to move Yating Club to the Hao Association?"
"That's the idea." Ye Hao nodded and said.
"Why don't we collaborate on this?" He Xiang said.
"What kind of collaboration?" Ye Hao asked puzzled.
"In Yanjing, what kind of people are the most?" He Xiang didn't answer but asked in return.
"Officials, businesspeople, foreigners." Ye Hao said three words, these three words perfectly explained the current group situation in Yanjing.
Officials, referring to Yanjing as the gathering place for all high officials in Huaxia.
Businesspeople, referring to Huaxia and foreign rchants' first choice destination.
Foreigners, as Huaxia used to call people from other countries; barbarians.
The three kinds of people gathered the most in Yanjing, are these three kinds.
"Then what is the one thing that can't be earned in Yanjing?" He Xiang asked with a smile.
"Prostitution, gambling, drugs." Ye Hao said three words again.
These three things are also the most strictly prohibited in Yanjing. So wealthy children, unable to withstand Yanjing's strictness, move directly to other smaller places to enjoy life.
It is precisely because these people moved to other places, that Huaxia now has so many local tyrants.
"Should we try to break one of the prohibitions in Yanjing?" He Xiang asked with a smile.
"What are your thoughts, Xiang?" Ye Hao asked.
"If we open a casino in Yanjing, what..."
"Xiang, don't even think about it, opening a casino in Yanjing is looking for trouble right in the emperor's backyard." Ye Hao waved his hand and said.
"Ha ha, little brother Ye, listen to first, don't rush." He Xiang expected Ye Hao to say this, so he had already drafted a plan before coming to speak with him.
Ye Hao looked at He Xiang, planning to listen to whatever other ideas He Xiang had. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to co to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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