Chapter 140 Reorganizing the family's oil bottle (35)

  Xu Yin felt that since she participated in the competition, she always hoped to be the best.

  Whether it can win an award is the second priority, but if even I feel that this wine is not competitive, why bother to take it to the competition? It's a waste of a jar of wine.

   The wines submitted are to be tasted and rated by a jury of 100 people composed of wine experts, winemakers, and wine critics from all over the world. There will be no leftovers, and no leftovers will be returned to you.

  Xu Yin thought of the greenhouse in the convalescent villa, and under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard of the old Xu’s house, there was a jar of three-year-old sorghum wine buried, or should he send it to the competition?

  How can it be shipped?

   Just then, she received a call from Secretary Zheng.

  Secretary Zheng said that a friend of his opened a fresh food chain in the capital, and in two days there would be a refrigerated truck to deliver the goods to the capital, so he brought some seafood to her as a thank you for the big gift bag of capital specialties last time.

  Xu Yin asked if it was convenient for him to transport a jar of wine for her.

   "It's buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the greenhouse. I brewed it three years ago. There will be a wine evaluation competition in Kyoto in a few months. I want to take it to the competition."

   "No problem!" Secretary Zheng replied straightforwardly, "Don't worry, I will keep everything and deliver it to you. But, from what you said, are you going to stay in the capital during the Chinese New Year?"

   "That's not true. Grandma still wants to go back to the village for the New Year. We'll go back after the competition."

   Secretary Zheng chatted a few more words before hanging up.

   After finishing the wine for the competition, Xu Yin continued to bury her head in the foreign language materials and the brewing notes sent by Professor Fang.

  Received a call from Song Mingjin, asking if she was at school or at home, and the wine had arrived.

  Xu Yin: "..."

   I really didn't expect him to help deliver it.

   "Secretary Zheng said it was a cold storage truck, you..."

   I want to ask if he came here in a cold storage car? Tangtang Mingyu Group boss, this is inevitable...

"I have an RV for two years and haven't driven it much. I just want to come here to do business, so I need Xiao Li to drive it for a long distance. He will leave in a while, and I will stay here for a few days. The seafood prepared by Zheng Ping for you Both the wine and the wine are in my car, and I didn't go with the cold storage car."

   "Oh..." counted.

  Xu Yin is in the library right now, let him wait a moment, she will go back right away.

  Shengyi Jiayuan is relatively open, and foreign vehicles can enter after registration.

  When Xu Yin arrived, Song Mingjin's driver, Xiao Li, had already parked the car in front of her building, and was moving the foam box down from the small on-board refrigerator.

   "It's too much, it won't fit in the refrigerator. Why don't you take some away?" Xu Yin looked at the six big foam boxes and couldn't help feeling a little headache.

  She and grandma, how can they eat so much seafood.

   "Isn't there a freezer? You didn't use it?" Song Mingjin answered smoothly.

  Xu Yin was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes slowly turned to him: "Secretary Zheng, the friend who rented my house is probably Song Dong, right?"

   Otherwise how would he know there is a freezer in his kitchen?

  When I talked about these electrical appliances with Secretary Zheng that day, Secretary Zheng was obviously very surprised, and she only mentioned refrigerators and disinfection cabinets at that time, and did not mention freezers at all. Obviously, it was impossible for Secretary Zheng to tell him.

  Song Mingjin didn't expect to fall off the horse so soon, helped her forehead, and said with a helpless smile:

   "I have no other intentions. I heard that you were looking for a house, so I asked Zheng Ping to contact you. I was afraid that you would not accept me."

   "Why are you afraid that I won't accept it?"

   "..."

   Song Dong lost his temper.

  Xu Yin took a deep look at him:

   "Isn't this the first time? Did you also mean the model house in Shuangli New Village?"

  Song Mingjin touched the tip of her nose: "...Yes."

  Xu Yin: "..."

   She said so! How can there be such good luck, just choose a set of well-decorated model houses, just move in with your bags, and it will be delivered to your door.

   There is one more thing, she didn't think about it before, and now she seems to have a clue—

   "I remember, during the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, I was hacked badly on the Internet. Did you intervene to suppress it?"

   "No pressure, just told the truth to your stepsister's high school classmates."

   That's what he did.

   "Besides these few things, what else are you helping secretly?"

"Gone."

"real?"

  Song Mingjin pondered for a moment, and honestly confessed: "Your old house hasn't been demolished and you can use it as a greenhouse?"

  Paused, as if afraid of her overthinking, he explained: "Don't get me wrong, the Sanatorium Villa project was developed after investigation and was really worthy of investment."

  The original intention was indeed her, but she didn't make a decision on a whim, but after investigation. He claims to be a person who puts the overall situation first.

  If Secretary Zheng was present at the moment, he would have sneered and complained in his heart: Boss, you don't know anything about yourself.

  Xu Yin stared at him for a few moments, slowly smiled, tilted her head and asked, "Why are you so kind to me?"

  Song Mingjin covered her lips with a fist and coughed lightly: "Are you sure we're talking about this here? Can you wait for me to arrange a place?"

"…OK."

  Xu Yin thought he was shy, and wanted to choose a quiet place, such as a tea room, coffee shop and the like.

   Unexpectedly, this master directly booked the western restaurant on the second floor of Minghua Hotel, and arranged for a violinist to play "Confession Night" live.

   "..."

  Song Mingjin also took advantage of her time to go to the bathroom, changed into a white suit, held a bouquet of white roses and purple lilacs, and walked slowly in front of her.

  If it wasn't for sure that he was the object of the sympathetic knot, her precious and precious partner in the last small world, she would probably run away at this moment.

  His eyes were gentle, seemingly calm, but the tips of his ears, which were darker than the pink rose on the dining table, betrayed him.

  Xu Yin's heart calmed down.

  This person is probably even more nervous than her.

   "Cough, you must have guessed it."

  Song Mingjin cleared her throat uncomfortably, and began to wonder whether the confession method found on the Internet really worked?

   There is no turning back arrow.

  He took a deep breath and introduced himself like a dating show.

  Xu Yin knew all these things. Ever since she guessed that he was Yan Kejin, she had often searched for his information on the Internet, but when he said it from his own mouth, it was more formal.

"...I'm seven years older than you, do you think I'm old? This is indeed a fact that I can't change no matter how hard I try, but age has great benefits—it hurts people. Really! If you don't believe me, you can try it. You see No matter what product it is, you have to try it to know whether it is suitable, so you can treat me as a real-life robot and test it for yourself before making a conclusion, okay? Huh?"

   "..."

   Just like that, she got an extra boyfriend, the one with an unlimited free trial.

  The right to become a regular is in her hands.

  The holding hands of the two of them is not so much an opportunity he won, but it is better to say that she first identified him as a person, and then gave him a follow-up opportunity.

   "Hello, boyfriend!"

  Xu Yin looked at him with a smile, and stretched out her hand.

  He was full of joy, and shook back gently: "Hello, girlfriend."

  (end of this chapter)