Tea Ceremony Trouble

Seeing that the old fox was about to turn over at any time, Fan Sanyan slowed down his tone, and said slowly: "Boss Lin's words are wrong, even if I'm plotting against someone, I won't plot against you."

His expression was so sincere, his tone so sincere.

It even gave Lin Facai the illusion that the man in front of him was more suitable to be a businessman than himself.

Fan Sanyan switched the bong in his left hand and took a step forward.A very delicate silver wine jar was shaken out from the sleeve, the cork on it was removed, and the teacup from the black glaze tea set was taken out by itself.

The strong wine flowed into the teacup, and immediately, the room was filled with the aroma of wine.

Fan Sanyan handed the teacup forward, and said, "I will respect Boss Lin with this glass of wine, and the past will be wiped away."

Fan Qingxiu was a little surprised, probably guessed the origin of the wine, the preciousness is not in the enjoyment of the tongue, but a kind of "spiritual wine" that can cleanse the essence and improve the qualifications.

The expression of the black-haired tea master changed. Not only did he understand tea, but he was also very interested in wine. Smelling the mellow aroma of wine, his fair cheeks were already slightly flushed.

His bright eyes "looked" in the direction of the teacup, and that joyful emotion made it hard to refuse him.

Fan Sanyan tapped Chu Fengci's head lightly with a bong, and said, "No drinking."

The teacup filled with wine took another step forward: "Boss Lin, please use it."

Looking at the golden and clear wine in front of him, Lin Facai felt that tears were about to flow down his cheeks.

Would he dare not drink the wine handed by the Patriarch of the Fan family?

It's just that this wine is an intestinal poison. The more things you reach out now, the more ruthless the master of the Fan family will be.

Lin Facai took the teacup, poured the yellow soup, and it burned his throat.His mouth was filled with the smell of wine and the smell of rust and blood, and his expression was very strange for a while.

Fan Sanyan asked: "Why is Boss Lin crying?"

The black-haired tea master said slowly, "The teacup hasn't been washed."

Lin Facai: "..."

"Oh——" Fan Sanyan responded very cooperatively: "It was my negligence, which made Boss Lin embarrassed. I will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future."

The old fox Lin's eyes were red from being splashed with dirty water. He dropped the cup and said, "Master Fan let the villain go. Let me tell you what conditions you have. The villain will agree to whatever you can."

Fan Sanyan paused, pressed his right hand on Chu Fengci's soft black hair, and pushed him forward a little: "Since Boss Lin said so, I'll let you recognize it—brother Chu Fengci, please bear with me from now on." .I know that Boss Lin has the most contacts. If my brother-in-law is provoked by some unsightly people in the future, you..."

Before Fan Sanyan could finish his sentence, he laughed with evil spirit.Even Lin Facai was like a frightened and stiff rabbit, it took him a long time to recover, and he didn't know what it was like.

Originally thought that Fan Sanyan was taking advantage of Chu Jun to gain a fortune, but unexpectedly, it was paving the way for Chu Jun.

Even a ruthless person like Fan Sanyan can do this for his family.When Lin Facai thought of his own selfish speculations, and his increasingly estranged clan, Lin Facai became emotional for a while.

Chu Fengci was stunned.

——He naturally knew that the person behind him was doing it for his own good, but they had never met each other before, so why did they do this for him?

Thinking of what Senior Lu Citang said, this person should be his nominal elder brother and guardian, Fan Sanyan.

Chu Fengci subconsciously wanted to turn around, even if he couldn't see his face——

But he found that the man's hand was on his black hair. Although he didn't use much strength, his body couldn't move at all.

After being silent for a long time, Fan Qingxiu, who was not immersed in the joy of "knowing Mr. Chu's real name", asked blankly, "Your surname is Fan, and Mr. Chu's surname is Chu. Are you brothers?"

Lin Facai: "..." That's right, big brother, are you trying to trick me?

Chu Fengci: "..." Why can't I move.

Fan Sanyan smiled and said: "It's a distant cousin." At the same time, the strength in his hands increased a bit, like suppressing a furry rabbit that was about to move under his palms, and he almost squinted his eyes in comfort.

Lin Facai: "..."

This cousin really means a lot.

Fan Sanyan, who slaughtered all the members of the Fan family and left a psychological shadow on people with his iron-blooded wrists, would actually be so fancy to his distant relatives.

Lin Facai, who only had pure family affection in his heart, felt that his eyes were going to go blind, either his eyes were blind, or his brain was broken.

With a faint sigh: "You say yes, so be it."

Chu Fengci let go of his struggling thoughts, and when he heard this sentence, he suddenly felt a little familiar.

Senior Lu also seemed to have said that if Fan Sanyan said he was his cousin, then no one would dare to speak out—powerism kills people.

But Fan Qingxiu is not afraid of power, his face was cold, his eyes were burning, and he was about to ask questions, but was interrupted again.

Fan Sanyan's ears trembled, and he said with a smile: "Here we are." He quickly added: "Boss Lin, this fine wine is an apology." Immediately with a flick of his wrist, the silver altar spirit wine was placed firmly on the table .

Turning over the green sleeves: "..."

Before Lin Facai could react, he heard a "squeak" from the coffin of the door, and there was an overwhelmed loud sound.

Someone directly kicked the door open, and before the tea waiter outside could react, he felt a chill in his heart and couldn't utter a word.

Lin Facai's vision was blurred, only to see a not tall figure walking in from the door, but he arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Chu Fengci also heard the man's footsteps, and before he could count them all, there was a loud toothache sound in his ear, like the sound of chapped skin enlarged hundreds of times.

Inexplicably, four words popped out of my mind: fist to flesh.

"Bang" sound.

Half of Lin Facai's eyes turned blue.

The black-haired boy who barged in was very down-to-earth, he didn't play tricks with him, every punch was full of weight, and he was innocent.

Moreover, Lin Facai was unarmed, so he could only use his hands.With two fists down, the old fox was beaten until there was no good skin on the whole body, the blue was purple, and the purple had such an attractive red.

Lin Facai was stunned, screaming and screaming after being beaten, it seemed that he was still alive.

Fan Sanyan watched for a long time before he stopped the "assailant", and said in a very indescribably sad tone: "Fifth, stop, Boss Lin is a good person! He is not the kind who tried to lure or kidnap tea Teacher, bullying the weak, double-faced, treacherous and cunning profiteers!"

Chu Fengci: "..." Very good, this is fifth.

Turning over the green sleeves: "..."

Lin Facai had already been beaten to such an extent that he didn't even notice that Fan Sanyan was kicked again after he told him to stop.Holding on to his old waist, he cried out in mourning.

Then I heard the assailant's perfunctory voice and asked with "concern": "I misunderstood. Is Boss Lin okay?"

Lin Facai got up from the ground while panting, one eye was so swollen that there was only a slit left.He almost didn't answer in one breath: the tone is so sincere, you should give me a hand!

He trembled and said, "You..."

Fan Sanyan said sincerely: "Boss Lin, please make amends with fine wine, don't be fussy like a child."

The black-haired tea master listened to the sound in his ears, and his smile remained unchanged: "Your Excellency, you always have to pay back when you come out to play."

Lin Facai: "..."

Chu Fengci: "It's the same with drinking." Especially the good wine that I didn't drink.

Fan Sanyan nodded and coughed twice.The fundus of the eyes is full: it is very suitable for me.

Lin Facai's eyes were gloomy.

When Fifth Sheyuan was (forcibly) fighting with him, the black glazed tea set on that table was smashed into powder, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound, as if it had hit Lin Facai's heart.

He felt very bitter, but he didn't say anything.

Fan Qingxiu obviously knew Wu Sheyuan, he glanced at the bullying virtual operator, but didn't say anything.

Fan Sanyan played Tai Chi with Lin Facai for a while, and before saying a word, the pipe hooked into his mouth again, and he answered vaguely.Until Lin Facai realized that there was nothing to talk about between the two of them, so he sent off the guests with a dark face and a low voice.

"Farewell to your friends." Fan Sanyan said in a low voice as he passed by Chu Fengci.

The hot air was blowing on the tips of his ears, and Chu Fengci was startled for a moment before he remembered who this "friend" was referring to.

But he was also very straightforward when he said goodbye.He nodded slightly to Fan Qingxiu, hesitated for a moment, and called out Fan Qingxiu's name: "Xue Yunxiu, see you by fate."

Fan Qingxiu looked at the tea master in front of him.

The man lowered his eyelashes, his expression was quiet, and there was an indescribable sense of indifference.

Suddenly he smiled wryly: "See you by fate."

The ink bamboo cloak was raised, Chu Fengci didn't delay much, and followed the footsteps.

He even forgot that after the warm tea competition, with his current reputation, he should have many choices, and he doesn't have to go away with Wu She.

The black-haired virtual operator propped up his ears, with his hands in his sleeves expressionless.Although he didn't look back, Fan Sanyan's feet were itchy to see his slow pace, and he really wanted to kick him twice.

After hearing Chu Fengci's footsteps, his eyes lit up again, his spirits were a little higher, and he walked up to Fan Sanyan in two or three steps, with his head held high.

Fan Sanyan: "..." Is there a cure for mental retardation?

Chu Fengci trotted on the wooden promenade, and the cumbersome and exquisite tea ceremony clothes did not hinder his actions.Because the road was smooth, he quickly caught up with Fan Sanyan, followed him, and asked tentatively, "Senior Fan?"

Fan Sanyan still couldn't help but rubbed Chu Fengci's black hair that looked very tactile—and it was really tactile to the touch, with one palm, in response to Chu Fengci's words: "Tsk, you can also call me Brother Fan. "

Fifth Sheyuan: "..." Ugh!

The little tea master actually responded obediently (Wu) and asked Fan Sanyan about the "spiritual wine".

Fifth Sheyuan walked ahead.

The two chatted happily behind the scenes.

Enjoyed talking.

Two people.

Fifth Sheyuan turned back with a dark face, took out a soft object from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Chu Fengci's hand: "Take care of your son."

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