Chapter 419 Gift

  People who are impatient to drink tea will be a little anxious, and sip lightly in small cups. Fortunately, both of them are not people who are in a hurry, and spend a lot of time on these forms.

Jian Heng picked up a cup, raised his head and drank it all. He didn't drink this kind of tea brewed with the delicate hands of a beautiful woman, and there was no difference between the tea brewed with water from a large iron pot. Come.

   It was He Ye who drank with relish: "Let someone sing a show!"

  Jian Heng was taken aback for a moment: "Is there still someone singing here?"

   "Yes, I just don't know what show is going on today." He Ye asked the tea master.

  When the tea art master heard He Ye's mouth open, he opened his lips lightly and said in a very ethereal voice: "Today we have the Kunqu opera "The Peony Pavilion" and the Yue opera "The Story of the West Garden".

  He Ye listened and glanced at Jian Heng.

  Jian Heng understands that this is for him to choose plays. He doesn’t know anything about operas like a rolling pin blowing fire, so how can he order any plays, so he said to He Ye: "You order, I just wear my ears."

   "Then "The Story of the West Garden"" He Ye said to the tea master.

  The tea artisan put down his work, stretched out his fingers and lightly pressed the beeper on the table, and soon someone opened the door and came in.

  The person who came was a servant, and he was dressed in an ancient costume. He walked up to Jian Heng and He Ye and handed over a booklet with a yellow cover.

   ""The Story of the West Garden"" He Ye didn't answer either, and just waved his hand and announced the title of the song.

  The servant heard this, and bent down: "My lords, wait a moment, let the younger ones prepare for a while." Without turning around, he backed up to the door, and then closed the door of the room.

   Just as he was about to boast to He Ye about the magnificence of this place, Jian Heng heard the knock on the door, turned around and found that Liu Guangming was a bit dusty, and walked in with big strides.

   "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the company's guests have been delayed for a while, Mr. He, Mr. Jian, have you ordered yet?" Liu Guangming put the bag in his hand directly on the sofa.

  As soon as Liu Guangming entered the house, someone immediately reached out to help close the door.

   "I haven't ordered the dishes yet, I'll save you, the master, to order. The two of us ordered a play "The Story of the West Garden"" He Ye said.

   ""The Story of the West Garden" is good, who is today's character?" Liu Guangming asked the tea master immediately after hearing this.

Jian Heng didn't understand who Liu Guangming was talking about, and he didn't have the heart to understand this person, so he waited honestly to drink tea. As for the nagging of Liu Guangming and the tea master, Jian Heng just poured the donkey's ears into the ears of the spring breeze. He was stunned because he didn't listen to a sentence.

  Liu Guangming was polite and began to order food. After the tea ceremony here was over, the food was served soon. Liu Guangming invited the two of them to the table, and the three of them began to eat with their chopsticks.

   The three of them drink and drink freely, but how about the food? No one is someone who has never eaten, so they mainly chat and talk nonsense, and there are not many food and wine.

The food was almost finished, someone opened the door over there, and a group of opera singers filed in. Five or six folk instruments such as erhu and pipa came in at once, and one of them was the protagonist of the play. With makeup on, I don't know if it's a woman in her twenties or early thirties. Even with makeup on, she can't hide her beauty, let alone the plain dress with a slim figure.

  The person has a beautiful voice, and Yue opera is not as slow-paced as Peking opera, and Wu Nong's soft language is originally that kind of light, clear and soft language, which is even more charming after being interpreted by this handsome actor.

  Liu Guangming really listened to the play, humming softly while beating the time with others, while He Ye looked at the protagonist's figure and movements with a smile on his face, and the listening was also interesting.

  Jian Heng is more vulgar, and he can't understand what they are singing. He just thinks that the woman in front of him has a beautiful voice, and her waist is like a willow in the wind, completely showing the femininity of a Jiangnan woman.

   For a long time, Jian Heng thought that he was good at bodybuilding women. Who knew that he only realized now that he was also so weak. Of course, Jian Heng was purely appreciative, and didn't think about doing anything to others. Anyway, it’s boring, it’s also a good thing to criticize yourself and reflect on yourself while listening to the play.

  Jian Heng was watching lively, but he didn't expect Liu Guangming to open his eyes and see Jian Heng's small expression watching the protagonist, so he smiled slightly and continued to close his eyes to listen to the play.

  As soon as the play was sung, the protagonist taught everyone to sing two or three lines before turning around and going down. Only Jian Heng, He Ye, and Liu Guangming were left in the private room.

  At this time, Liu Guangming picked up the small wine glass, poured some wine, and touched Jian Heng: "I'm sorry yesterday, we have guests!"

  Liu Guangming only apologized and never mentioned the fact that Jian Heng couldn't get through on the phone when he rushed back.

"It's okay! I'm okay by myself. I wandered around and went to your store to have a look. I didn't want to disturb you at first, but Master Liu recognized me." Jian Heng picked up the wine glass and touched Liu Guangming. .

  The two drank all the wine in their glasses, put down their glasses, and Liu Guangming began to talk about business: "Mr. Jian, are you still interested in continuing the diamond business?"

  Jian Heng was taken aback when he heard it. He never thought that Liu Guangming would bring this up, so he subconsciously glanced at He Ye, wondering if that was what he meant.

  However, He Ye didn't react at all. He picked up the green sunflower in the dish and ate it slowly, pretending that I didn't care at all.

   "I won't do this business." Jian Heng shook his head directly.

"If the way is good, why don't you do it? If you do it, we will still pay the previous price, and even I can advance the money first! There are many rich people in the country, and the demand for this thing is also great. The better it is, the rarer it is, and you don't have to work if you do this kind of business two or three times a year." Liu Guangming immediately began to 'persuade' Jian Heng.

  Jian Heng said: "Money can never be earned, as long as it is enough, there is no need to take risks!"

  Hearing what Jian Heng said so resolutely, Liu Guangming couldn't say anything more, so he had to raise the wine glass in his hand and let Jian Heng drink.

  He Ye heard Jian Heng's words, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile disappeared from his face in an instant.

  The three of them continued to eat and chat. After about an hour, the three of them were full of wine and food, so they left the private room and left the small courtyard.

  He Ye and Jian Heng drove Jian Heng home, while Liu Guangming watched He Ye's Audi leave the small courtyard and then entered the small building.

  When the car drove out of the small courtyard, Jian Heng couldn't help it: "Is this your idea or his?"

   "Of course it belongs to him. If it was my idea, I would drag him to meet you together?" He Ye said with a smile.

   "Didn't you say it was a one-ticket deal?" Jian Heng frowned.

   "What are you afraid of?!" He Ye said curiously: "He, Liu Guangming, is not a gangster. What else can he do to you if you don't take him to play?"

  Jian Heng said: "You have never seen Wu Yong's rascal, and now I am really a little afraid of this kind of person. It looks like a piece of psoriasis, and I thought it was all right, and it came out again before I knew it."

  He Ye laughed unkindly when he heard what Jian Heng said. He Ye has seen Jian Heng being forced by Wu Yong, and from this incident, it can be seen that Jian Heng is very tolerant of his friends.

  Thinking about what happened today, He Ye is more and more appreciative of Jian Heng. Not everyone has the determination and perseverance to give up such a large and profitable business. People who know how to advance and retreat, and have a bottom line are undoubtedly worth getting along with.

  He Ye didn't know that Jian Heng's channel in South Africa was gone, so he thought he could withstand the temptation.

   All the way to Jian Heng's house.

   "Let's play together at night?" At the door, He Ye saw Jian Heng opened the door and got out of the car, so he asked.

  Jian Heng waved his hand: "Forget it, your friends, I don't really want to know Wu Yong. It's enough trouble."

  He Ye smiled when he heard this, slammed the door shut and the Audi started.

  Back in the house, Jian Heng took a nap first, and at dinner time, Sun Siwei called. His work there was over, and he was so excited that he didn't know where to go, so he asked if Jian Heng was at home.

  Since this is the case, Jian Heng asked him to come over, so an hour later, Sun Siwei appeared at Jian Heng's house carrying a large bag of braised vegetables.

  Just as Sun Siwei was welcomed into the house, the phone rang before Jian Heng closed the door.

  Seeing that it was Liu Guangming calling, Jian Heng sighed and answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Liu!"

   "Boss Jian, are you still asleep? I sent you a gift and I'll be there soon. You go to the door and wait." After speaking, Liu Guangming didn't wait for Jian Heng to be polite, and hung up the phone after saying goodbye.

  Jian Heng looked at the door curiously, and saw a Mercedes-Benz parked at his door, the driver quickly got down and helped to open the door, and a beautiful woman in her twenties got out of the car.

   "I x!" Jian Heng knew what Liu Guangming's gift was, the woman who sang opera at lunch.

  (end of this chapter)