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Chapter 46 "Two Cups"

Five in the morning.

The nanny of Meng's family just woke up to make breakfast when she heard rustling sounds from the kitchen, and the whole living room on the first floor was filled with a faint smell of Chinese medicine.

When she opened the kitchen door and went in, she happened to see Meng Yi grabbing a handful of goji berries, and grabbing the lid of the small stew pot with her bare hands.

"Hey young master! You can't hold it with your hands!"

"Damn it—it's so hot!" It was too late, Meng Yi grinned and threw the cover, and the pads of his thumb and index finger were burnt red.

"Oh, why don't you just take the lid directly, it's so hot, let me do something." The nanny took his hand and put it under the faucet, muttering while rushing.

Meng Yi pouted pitifully, and scratched his hair twice in embarrassment, "How do I know this thing is so hot, I see it is so white and clean, how can it strike so viciously?"

The nanny even made him laugh, "White and clean pottery is the hottest when it burns. You need to wear gloves. Besides, what do you boil in the morning? I prepared the madam's medicine yesterday."

Meng Yi pursed his lips in embarrassment when he heard the words, and the little curly hair on his head was swaying in the wind, "I made tea for a friend to hangover. My Chinese medicine teacher said that this tea is too bitter, and it takes several hours to boil. Only by boiling the bitterness away.”

The nanny nodded knowingly, "You are making it for Mr. Fu to drink at tonight's reception."

"Huh?!" Meng Yiceng raised his head, his round dog eyes were full of doubts, "How does Auntie know?!"

"Of course." The nanny raised an eyebrow at him, "It was the young master who told me, and he also said that you will definitely be a monster during the day—ah, no, you will be able to do something, let me call you Let's do it."

"Hmph." Meng Yi tilted his head and leaned on her shoulder, humming and rubbing, "My brother is really good at predicting things, he told you to watch me not fry the kitchen."

The nanny just smiled, picked up the lid of the stew pot and threw what he wanted to add into the tea, and sniffed it closer, "Well, it tastes good, I believe your friends will change their minds after drinking it."

Meng Yi stared in surprise: "You even know he kicked me!"

"Oh, what's the matter between the young lovers? It's just fun."

Meng Yi's nose was sore, and his heart was so empty that he couldn't be happy, "I hope he's just playing with me."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the reception arrived as scheduled.

Meng Yi's tea has just come out of the small stew pot, and the tentacles are still hot. The Chinese medicine teacher told him that this tea is most suitable for people who have just been discharged from the hospital but have to socialize. No matter how much alcohol is in a cup, it will melt in the stomach. open.

It’s just that the taste is too bad, it’s so bitter and spicy that it’s difficult to eat. It takes seven or eight hours to simmer to dissipate the bitterness slightly, and the longer it is simmered, the better the taste will be.

He stewed it for more than ten hours at a stretch, and when he brought it out, he secretly tasted it, smacking his lips happily, "It's quite sweet, and now you don't have to worry about drinking too much wine at night, I'll stew this for you every day."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile that lingered at the corner of his mouth closed again, Meng Yi rubbed the lid with his fingers, thinking desolately, it turns out that it's what it feels like to keep a person in his heart all the time, his heart feels crisp and numb.

He was just worried that Fu Juehan would feel uncomfortable after drinking too much, so what would Fu Juehan feel when he saw his head was smashed and blood spurted out of his head?

Meng Yi sniffed, not daring to think anymore.

After leaving the small teacup to the waiter for safekeeping, Meng Yi and Chen Lin came out from the back kitchen and walked to the main hall.

It's not the first time for the two of them to participate in this kind of reception for their family, and they have been familiar with it for a long time.

First, he searched around the venue and found that Fu Juehan hadn't taken the seat yet, so Meng Yi hurriedly took a plate of small cakes and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

Chen Lin looked at him like a fool, "Why are you eating so hard? There is no food at home?"

Meng Yi couldn't help but choke, took a sip of the fruit juice and said, "You tiger, let's pad your belly first, and you have to drink later."

"Huh?" Chen Lin didn't understand even more, "Isn't it you, when did we come to this kind of occasion to drink, didn't we always sneak into the corner as soon as we got to a point, you really want to think about it My brother has connections, he doesn’t need them.”

"No," Meng Yi blushed, and said embarrassedly: "I heard that Fu Juehan participated in this kind of reception for the first time, so there must be a group of people feeding him, I will help to block it."

"What's the matter? Who's blocking the drink?"

Chen Lin let out a howl, and looked at him with a mother's expression on his face, "Does he use you as a flower protector? Your glass stomach is not good yet, right? Besides, what name do you use to block him? His friend? His brother? Or his ex-boyfriend? "

It's true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, Meng Yi's lungs are almost blown by Chen Lin.

He pressed his stomach and thought back and forth several times, and found that he really didn't have that position now, and his heart was severely pinched.

He stuffed the last bite of cake into his mouth, with a cool face, "Don't worry! I'm Mr. Xiao Meng, a warm-hearted citizen today! There are so many convoluted reasons."

As soon as the voice hit the door, there was a commotion.

Everyone looked sideways at the same time, and the big bosses with swollen faces and eyes above the top all turned serious, their faces full of flattery and flattery, and the host of the reception walked quickly from the hall to the door and greeted them in person.

"Who makes such a big show?" Chen Lin sighed.

Meng Yi said he didn't know, and just as soon as he raised his eyes, someone in the crowd whispered: President Qi is here.

President Qi?Qi...Qi Han!

He raised his head abruptly, and sure enough, he saw four doormen standing in the middle of the gold-plated gate, and a tall man with a sharp silhouette stood in front of the bowed host of the reception, who was exactly a month ago. I just met Qi Han.

Half a step behind him, Fu Juehan stood in a suit and leather shoes, with downcast eyes, and casually called out: "Mr. Liu."

Mr. Liu immediately smiled, "This is the eldest son of President Qi's family. He is really a good-looking talent. No wonder the president has been hiding for so many years and won't let him show up. Uncle Liu can't help but feel inferior to such a temperament."

While talking, he bowed and offered his hand, but Fu Juehan only glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Liu's praise is slightly better than your son's wrist."

Mr. Liu's face was ashen, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and turned his target to Qi Han again, "President, the guests are almost here, and I'm waiting for you to drink."

"Wait." Qi Han narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a smile on his face. "It's fine to be seated, but the title must be clearly stated. If Mr. Liu invites me, then he has to leave."

The palm of Fu Juehan slapped on the shoulder, and he changed the subject suddenly: "But if you want to invite him, you have to let your son go to Shangri-La by himself, on the top floor, in the suite, pour tea and serve wine, with a good posture, just save a piece like this. Apologize at a reception, our Qi family doesn't have this rule."

After one sentence fell, it was like a frying pan under cold water, directly blowing up the atmosphere of the reception.

The main hall watched the lively whispers, Mr. Liu's face was blue and red, and he wiped his sweat hastily.

He stretched out his hand to take advantage of the situation to pull people, "President Qi's words are serious. It's all about the conflicts that the juniors can't solve. Today I will be the host, so that Xiaohan can relax."

"Hey, you can't do it." Qi Han took half a step back, his expression completely lost. At the same time, the bodyguard behind Fu Juehan immediately stood up straight with a solemn expression.

Mr. Liu's heart was shocked, and cold sweat immediately came down, "President Qi, you are..."

Qi Han raised his head, and a bitter hostility rushed towards his face, "Your son is a junior, but my son is not. He has been alone and has never borrowed my name, and now he shouldn't talk about my seniority, seriously. Wake up, you can at best be called an equal in front of him."

"Your name is Xiaohan, who is it?"

They are all old foxes in the circle, and after a few words, they all have clues, only Meng Yi and Chen Lin are still confused.

"What's the situation?" Chen Lin asked him, "Your ex-father-in-law was so tyrannical that he kicked the hall without even entering the door?"

"What father-in-law!" Meng Yi gave him a crutch, "That's not his father, but Mr. Liu must have offended him somewhere, otherwise Fu Juehan wouldn't hit him for no reason, he's not that kind of person."

Someone nearby who knew the inside story muttered.

"Only a week ago, Mr. Liu's youngest son was drinking in Wangjiang. He was dishonest and mixed ingredients into the public wine barrel. Fu Juehan grabbed and broke an arm. The little boy couldn't swallow this, so he asked his father to find someone Fu Juehan must be punished!"

"Ah? Punish him? Isn't he... the eldest son of Chairman Qi's family?"

"Damn, who knew about this before, his house is too tightly covered, and Wang Jiang has been up for almost ten years, so no one knows where Fu Juehan is from."

"Hey! How did you reveal this relationship?"

"Isn't it true that in order to vent his anger on his son, Mr. Liu has entrusted several layers of relationships, and the matter has already become a big problem. That night, three pure black business cars without licenses drove into Wangjiang, saying that they wanted to check their accounts. As a result, guess what?"

Meng Yi/Chen Lin: "What's the matter?"

The man was taken aback, "Who are you two?"

Chen Lin was listening with great enthusiasm, "Don't worry about who, buddy, if there is a melon, there will be a thunderbolt, hurry up!"

The man looked around and said in a low voice, "What else can I do, the one who gets off the car is Chairman Qi!"

That night, all the business in Wangjiang Ten Streets was suspended urgently, and the bosses, big and small, and guests who were halfway through the game surrounded Regal in a crowd.

Mr. Liu and his youngest son had been guarding the center of the wine pool for a long time, waiting confidently for Wangjiang to be blocked. Mr. Liu also took a crowbar, ready to take off Fu Juehan's arm as well.

As a result, Chairman Qi walked in with long strides, bypassed them directly, and came to the bar without squinting.

The inspector and the inspected looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally Fu Juehan spoke first and called "Dad".

Qi Han gave a very precious "hmm" at that time, and touched his lower lip with the tea he handed over, "This tea is too bad."

Fu Juehan raised his eyes, "Then make a cup?"

"You can't drink during office work." Qi Han said.

Fu Juehan put down the cup directly, "Then you go, go out the small door, don't block my business."

Qi Han: "..."

Qi Han: "Let's make a cup."

"Isn't it impossible to drink?"

"I'll take it back to Xiaoge, don't use too much of it." After finishing speaking, he drank the cup of tea that was too bad, and added: "Let's have two cups."

The author says:

Qi Han: The younger brother of the family.

The conflict between the parents hasn't been resolved yet, it's just whitewashing the peace.