Chapter 1695: Chapter 1552: Missed Opportunities
Boss Chen, who was devouring waterlons, has always been very principled.
For instance, this ti when he went to get waterlon for the fourth ti, the waiter cautiously reminded him again: "Sir, the tea party starts at three-thirty. If you eat so much waterlon, you won’t be able to enjoy the tea afterward."
Hot tea paired with icy waterlon could lead to quite an explosive situation; it’s really not advisable.
Boss Chen dismissed this: "I’m just a rough person, I don’t enjoy tea—whether I drink or not, doesn’t matter—quick, bring
another plate of waterlon."
Businessn have integrity! If he says he won’t drink, he won’t!
Boss Chen was resolute.
It’s not that he doesn’t drink tea, just last year he was traveling for business, north to south, and he picked up a few foreign habits.
For instance, his cup gradually no longer held chrysanthemum and wolfberry, but rather authentic dried tangerine peels bought at a high price.
Just plain tea leaves? Not worth drinking either.
So he contentedly carried another plate of waterlon back.
However, turning his head, he noticed his friend was still chomping on a peach, which made Boss Zhang disdainful:
"You really don’t know how to eat. What’s so great about peaches? Sumr is for eating waterlon."
The friend didn’t even look up: "You’re right."
Boss Zhang: ...
"No, wait!" He suddenly realized: "Where did you get a peach?"
The dining table offered waterlon, cherry tomatoes, fresh cucumbers, and so ordinary types of lons.
The lons were naturally ripe, fragrant indeed, but sparse in quantity. Boss Zhang didn’t notice one was missing and thus focused on the waterlon.
Thinking of this, he grumbled again: "That Chang Letian, the richer he becos the stingier he gets. Doing business so big, yet he’s unwilling to display so good fruit on the table."
Look at these, such diocre selections!
After speaking, he took another bite of waterlon and reluctantly admitted: the fruit selection was still top-notch.
The friend gingerly gnawed on the peach: "Mm-hmm."
He chewed slowly. Although usually a rough eater who would take big bites of boiled pork, now he had the grace of a lady nibbling daintily...
Acting overly dramatic.
Boss Zhang found him very unpleasant to look at.
Just as he thought about it, the waiter ca over and reminded: "Sir, eating too many peaches, please refrain from drinking hot tea later to avoid affecting your stomach..."
Eating too many?!
Boss Zhang was dumbfounded: Is it possible to eat too many peaches?!
But seeing his friend start to rant: "Chang Letian must be doing this on purpose! Skimping on the fruit so that we have to drink tea! I only ate four peaches, how’s that too many?!"
Boss Zhang numbly stabbed a piece of waterlon to eat, thinking that those peaches were quite large, surely he’d be full after four...
No one cared what they were thinking, but at another table, Taohua was cherishing and nibbling on a peach, and started to worry:
Aiya! It’s only three o’clock now! If she finishes the peach and waits half an hour before drinking tea, it should prevent diarrhea, right?
If that’s the case, having a plate of waterlon later shouldn’t be an issue either?
She buried her head in, gobbling away, while the bosses behind her were cursing: "That Old Chang! Putting fruits and hot tea together, really doesn’t have good intentions!"
"He truly is stingy! There was only a row of small baskets of peaches, I went to eat a plate of waterlon, turned around and they were gone!"
"Exactly! Those lons too, old varieties naturally ripe, cut open soft as sand, aromatic and sweet ah!"
"I tried one too, only ate one, now it’s gone!"
"I went to ask the staff, they said the fruit was supplied in limited quantities and now it’s finished!"
Taohua thought it couldn’t be blad on the boss—if everyone gets full on fruit, who’s going to drink tea and buy it?
If everyone keeps eating until evening when the tasting eting starts, who would still want alcohol?
Wouldn’t that be putting the cart before the horse!
Here she knew no one, besides eating, she could only fiddle with her phone to avoid awkwardness. Unexpectedly, when she lowered her head, she overheard the people next to her greeting:
"Are you... Xiao Zuo?"
"Yes, Zuo of Xiao Zuo—are you a fellow book fan? Xiao Sheng ng i?"
These two nas sound just like ordinary screen nas, but only those in the fan club know these are characters once appeared in Lun Chuan’s books.
[Xiao Zuo] is a young swordsman adept with his left-handed sword, pure, persistent, and passionate, ultimately loses his left arm resisting extraterrestrial invaders.
[Xiao Sheng ng i] is also a codic character from one of Lun Chuan’s books, underestimated throughout due to his stage persona as Liu ngi—finally revealed as the behind-the-scenes boss.
Fans et, mutually appreciating indeed.
Yet after the two confird each other’s identities, the first thing they did was to pull their fruit platters back toward themselves.
It’s not that they’re stingy, but the author recomnded buying fruit, and regardless, it’s unavailable. Finally, they got so, yet quantities are miserably limited...
Aiya!
Such trivial fruits, no need to share, huh?
Taohua eagerly listened with perked ears: ...
Originally stuffing her mouth with food, she was surprised when another person joined their table, pulling out the invitation to have a look: "I heard there’s dinner here tonight? Is it also prepared by Qiao Qiao’s Ho?"
He cautiously patted his bulging belly: "I’ve been eating fruits all afternoon, mostly water. Hopefully, there’s space for dinner?"
Hiss!
This was crucial!
Now those familiar and unfamiliar exchanged glances at the table, sealing their lips in taciturnity while slightly pushing their plates forward.
Taohua even stood up: "The tea party hasn’t started yet, I’ll go for a walk to help digest."
Everyone: "Let’s go together..."
So who ca had acquaintances, chatting in small groups, sharing information. Soon, the whole venue was bustling with people walking around everywhere.
The waiter carried a plate, caught amidst them, montarily unable to find the protagonists.
But at another table, two partners responsible for acquiring copyrights brought by Yun Feng exchanged glances, looked at the venue, and couldn’t help but laugh:
"The place looks well-chosen, appears legitimate from the entrance, yet inside it’s like an amateur stage troupe? Aren’t they about to start the tea tasting?"
"Did we arrive late, miss sothing important—wait, that table in the corner seems like forr partners with our boss!"
Their spirits were lifted, then silently continued searching the venue for familiar faces. Fixing their gaze on the invitation, montarily they were lost:
"Yun Feng ntioned the chance was rare, I thought he’d push the key IP this year, but unexpectedly..."
Seeing the guest identity, this tasting eting seed quite high-profile!
Then they frowned: "Looks like we truly arrived late, surely missed so major project ending just now."
"Look there. The person in the corner swaying and holding his waist, wasn’t he specifically invited by President Wang back then..."
They’re utterly puzzled: What project was missed?
Why are everyone moving around the venue? With bulging stomachs... are they counting steps?
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