Zhengyangmen: I refuse to be a bootlicker, Su Meng panicked

Han Chunming suddenly sat up from the bed and wiped the sweat from his head.

Of course he knew why he was sweating so much. It was because of the pain from the system upgrade yesterday.

"I'm fine." Han Chunming shook his head. "I'm going to take a shower, and then we'll go have morning tea."

After saying that, Han Chunming jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Tang Qingshan, the second monk, was completely confused and didn't know what was going on with Han Chunming. But seeing that Han Chunming didn't look like he was in trouble, Tang Qingshan felt relieved and stopped asking.

Han Chunming finished cleaning up quickly and felt refreshed.

I don’t know if it was because of the pain yesterday, but Han Chunming slept well. Although he sweated a lot, it didn’t affect his condition. Instead, he felt refreshed and energetic.

"You are always so mysterious. I don't know where all that energy in you comes from." Tang Qingshan shook his head and said helplessly.

Han Chunming had no intention of explaining, but just hooked his arm around Tang Qingshan's neck and said, "Brother Tang, let's go have breakfast first. I'm starving."

Tang Qingshan was also hungry, so he didn't say much and went out with Han Chunming.

In fact, the hotel did provide breakfast, after all, they were staying in a high-end hotel, but they did not eat in the hotel. Instead, they wanted to try Hong Kong's delicacies and learn about the local customs and culture.

After drinking authentic Hong Kong milk tea, lemon tea, and egg tarts, Han Chunming stared at the Hong Kong-style milk tea cup in stunned silence.

"What are you thinking about?"

Tang Qingshan has already eaten several barbecued pork buns.

"I was thinking I might have found a new business opportunity in Hong Kong..."

Han Chunming smiled mysteriously.

He remembered that in his previous life, in the 21st century, specially blended drinks were very popular, and Hong Kong's milk tea and lemon tea were listed as must-drinks on the menu.

If we develop it now, although it is a little early, we can make a plan first, which will be much more convenient when we use it later.

Thinking of this, Han Chunming felt that this method was feasible, and he would discuss it with Guan Xiaoguan after returning to Yanjing.

She is in charge of the restaurant chain system, so adding this aspect is no problem.

"You, really, are always thinking about business opportunities. Wherever you go, there are things to do. You are really a person who is never idle!" Tang Qingshan sighed helplessly.

He admitted that following Han Chunming could broaden his horizons, but wasn't it tiring to keep thinking about it?

But then again, Tang Qingshan himself was not in Han Chunming's position, so he couldn't think so much. If they were in the same position one day, he might think more than Han Chunming.

"Brother Tang, you don't understand, this is my pleasure." Han Chunming winked at Tang Qingshan and smiled.

This answer completely surprised Tang Qingshan. He had thought so much about it, but it turned out that the other person was enjoying it.

Tang Qingshan suddenly felt that he might have been thinking too much, and Han Chunming's thoughts were indeed beyond his understanding.

After breakfast, Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan went for a stroll and had some fun.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already past three in the afternoon.

As soon as he entered the hotel lobby, the lobby manager ran over and called Han Chunming: "Mr. Han!"

Han Chunming turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Han, here is an invitation for you and a note for your message."

The lobby manager brought up an invitation and a neatly folded note.

Han Chunming was stunned. Someone actually left him a note and an invitation?

Who could it be?

Han Chunming definitely didn't think it was his seventh uncle and the prince. Their plans wouldn't happen that quickly.

Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan took it and opened it back in their room. The invitation was actually from Li Jiacheng, who wrote that he had seen Han Chunming at the auction and wanted to talk to him in person and make friends.

A top table has been reserved at the mountaintop restaurant for tomorrow night, so Han Chunming is going to attend the dinner.

Han Chunming smiled. It seemed that Li Jiacheng was also paying attention to these auctioneers to see if there were any suitable candidates for cooperation.

Li Jiacheng must have done a lot of homework to choose me, otherwise he would not have invited me just now.

"Are you going?" Tang Qingshan asked in surprise.

The richest man in Hong Kong invited Han Chunming, this is a big deal!

"Of course I'm going."

Han Chunming said, "This opportunity is rare. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?"

"Then go ahead. I'll go play with Ah Hui tomorrow." Tang Qingshan didn't plan to go. After all, he was not a businessman, so he didn't follow and get involved.

Han Chunming nodded and said nothing more.

His eyes fell on the note, and he picked it up with his slender fingers and slowly opened it...

The note was folded very neatly, and Han Chunming was a little cautious when opening it.

After opening it and seeing the words inside, Han Chunming knew who left it.

The handwriting was very familiar; Han Chunming had seen it before. And when he saw the signature, it was Ah Xian's name.

The content was very simple. I just wanted to talk to Han Chunming in person to discuss the development of the north and south.

Han Chunming smiled. If he said that, Ah Xian had already compromised and was willing to follow him to develop the field of literary publishing.

This is a good thing for Han Chunming.

"Brother Tang, aren't you going to look for Ah Hui? Ask Ah Hui to tell Ah Xian a message..."

Han Chunming whispered a few words to Tang Qingshan, and everything was arranged.

Right now, Han Chunming has to go and see Li Jiacheng first. This is a major matter concerning Hongmeng's development in Hong Kong. Other things can be discussed slowly.

Nothing happened that night. After getting up the next day, Tang Qingshan packed up and went out.

Han Chunming dressed himself up. After all, one couldn't be too casual when going to a high-end restaurant.

The so-called hilltop restaurant belongs to the last location in Hong Kong. It is located on the top of a mountain in the urban area of Hong Kong. The restaurant is very high-end, and you can see all the night views of Hong Kong at night.

So, when Han Chunming stood at the door of the mountaintop restaurant, he showed an expression of admiration.

The wealthy people in Hong Kong really know how to enjoy life the most...

As soon as I walked in, the waiter came up to me and said, "Hello, sir, do you have a reservation?"

"It was made by Mr. Li Jiacheng."

Han Chunming also answered politely.

The waiter looked Han Chunming up and down and found that Han Chunming was not only well-mannered, but also had a very good temperament. He did not look like someone who was here to cheat.

After all, he is the richest man, and there are too many people impersonating him every day. Li Jiacheng often sets up a position here, and this kind of thing happens very often.

"Excuse me, sir, what is your name? I need to confirm it." asked the waiter.

"Han Chunming." "Okay, please wait."

The waiter was quick and came back in no time, giving Han Chunming an answer with a very respectful attitude.

"Mr. Han, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." The waiter said respectfully, and then took Han Chunming to his seat.

When we arrived, Li Jiacheng was already there.

Han Chunming had seen Li Jiacheng's photo in a magazine before. He was a very majestic man in his fifties, and it was obvious that he had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Now that I see him in person, he looks almost the same as in the magazine, but he is more gentlemanly.

Li Jiacheng had only seen Han Chunming's photos and thought he was a very capable young man. Now it seems that he is not only capable, but also has great personal charm.

"Hello, Mr. Li Jiacheng, I am Han Chunming." Han Chunming was very polite and showed respect to his elders. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and did not flatter or fawn.

Li Jiacheng had a very good impression of Han Chunming. He immediately stood up and shook hands with Han Chunming: "Hello, Mr. Han, I am Li Jiacheng."

After greeting each other, they both sat down and started their pleasant meal.

"This is 82 Lafite red wine, Mr. Han, please try it." Li Jiacheng was not in a hurry to talk about business, but instead tasted the red wine with Han Chunming.

Han Chunming was not in a hurry. He picked up the red wine glass, shook it gently, then observed the color under the light, smelled it, and finally took a sip and closed his eyes to savor it.

"It has rich red grape acidity and aroma, and a unique barrel fermentation flavor. It tastes very good," Han Chunming praised.

Li Jiacheng's eyes lit up immediately. "Mr. Xiao Han, do you also research red wine?"

"I just have a basic understanding." Han Chunming said with a smile.

"There are not many young people who can understand these things nowadays. Mr. Han is really rare." The more Li Jiacheng looked at Han Chunming, the more he liked him.

"Thank you for the compliment." Han Chunming said politely.

Are you kidding? Han Chunming's various skills are supported by the system. It's just a simple wine tasting, what's so difficult about it?

At this time, the waiter had already brought out the dishes one by one, and they were all very exquisite dishes.

"Mr. Han, this is an Italian chef with excellent cooking skills. Today, the chef is recommending red wine flame steak and creamed asparagus. Come and try them."

Li Jiacheng made a gesture of invitation to Han Chunming, then picked up the knife and fork and prepared to start eating.

"I'm so sorry to bother Mr. Li to explain it to me." Han Chunming also picked up the knife and fork, smiled, and then started cutting.

Li Jiacheng has been observing Han Chunming. He can pretend to be good at wine tasting, but Western dining etiquette is a test of a person's true meaning.

Throughout the entire process, Han Chunming behaved flawlessly, even more gentlemanly than those second-generation aristocrats who returned from abroad.

"Mr. Xiao Han, what did your ancestors do?" Li Jiacheng couldn't help but ask.

To have such self-cultivation is definitely not something that can be achieved overnight, it must be cultivated in the family.

Li Jiacheng asked this question because he was worried that he had met some descendant of a mainland noble.

Han Chunming could tell from all of Li Jiacheng's words and actions that they were tests for him.

But he chose not to react, and to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

But when Li Jiacheng finally asked about his background, Han Chunming put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked up the tablecloth and gently wiped his mouth before speaking.

This kind of refinement and grace made Li Jiacheng appreciate Han Chunming even more.

"My father was just an ordinary worker in Yanjing. He died very early. I was raised by my mother, and I have several brothers and sisters."