Zhou Yuwen’s school had a total of six, who had already greeted everyone earlier. They were standing at various locations, either pouring tea for guests or carrying plates.
Around one o’clock, a group of foreigners arrived, expressing keen interest in tea culture and asking Tao Tian if she could explain the history of this tea.
Since Tao Tian was a junior in college, she naturally had studied English, but when it ca to using it, she was still lacking, let alone explaining tea culture in English, which was even more difficult.
After struggling for a long ti, she could only say the word "tea."
Zhou Yuwen seed to see her embarrassnt and ca over, asking in fluent English, "Excuse , is there anything I can help you with?"
In his previous life, Zhou Yuwen had obtained a Level 6 certificate in English, but this didn’t an his proficiency was limited to Level 6. His work involved using English, making him sowhat better at expressing himself in English than a university student.
The foreigners, about seven or eight of them, seed to have been invited for a visit. The leader, a bespectacled gentleman who looked very cultured, said there wasn’t any problem; they just wanted to gain a deeper understanding of the culture behind this tea.
Zhou Yuwen, with fluent English, explained that China’s tea culture had a long history and couldn’t be sumd up in a few words. Moreover, they were not professionals in this field. If they were interested in the tea, they could definitely contact the rchant to buy a couple of packs and truly savor it.
"I think they would be more than willing to share different aspects of tea culture with you," he added.
Although the English Zhou Yuwen spoke wasn’t difficult—just ordinary conversation—his delivery wasn’t stiff at all. The foreigners nodded slightly, indicating their understanding, and thanked Zhou Yuwen in the end.
And shook hands with Zhou Yuwen.
Zhou Yuwen said, "No problem, welco to the Orient."
After the group of foreigners left, Tao Tian’s two roommates looked at Zhou Yuwen with admiration, saying, "Zhou Yuwen, you’re just too impressive, aren’t you?"
"Just now, you were totally like a business elite!" the girl known as Boots Senior said, giving Zhou Yuwen a thumbs up.
Zhou Yuwen replied with a smile, "That’s an exaggeration, isn’t it? It was just a regular conversation. You all can do it too. It was just the first ti and you didn’t react in ti, that’s all."
"Not at all, that was your ability to think on your feet. Besides, look at what you’re wearing. I was truly srized just now!" Boots Senior said excitedly.
Her claim was not false. Indeed, the girls did like Zhou Yuwen’s style—dressed in a casual suit with an employee badge around his neck, he looked suave, especially while speaking fluent English.
During Zhou Yuwen’s communication with the foreigners, the three girls indeed looked at him differently.
Zhou Yuwen told them that introducing tea culture was not within the scope of their part-ti job, and if soone inquired about tea culture or similar topics, they were completely entitled to decline.
Or they could direct the person to the professional guide nearby.
"With your beauty, just standing here is enough," Zhou Yuwen said.
The girls laughed gigglingly when they heard this.
Zhou Yuwen also updated them about the al arrangents, which would be a bit later than usual.
"Tao Senior, is that okay?" Zhou Yuwen asked Tao Tian, who had been quiet.
Tao Tian said, "I’m alright, not particularly hungry."
Seeing Zhou Yuwen being particularly attentive to Tao Tian, the other girls couldn’t help feeling a little jealous and said, "Hey, Director Zhou, why do you only ask Tiantian? Why not ask us too?"
Zhou Yuwen replied, "Seniors, since I was in contact with Tao Senior, of course I need to discuss it with her and then convey it to you all."
The Pencil Skirt Senior persisted, "Oh, so you an Tiantian holds a more important place in your heart than us~,"
Zhou Yuwen closed his mouth and gave Pencil Skirt Senior a look, letting her figure it out for herself.
This expression made everyone cover their mouths and laugh.
"I’ll leave you with that for now, there are other things to handle. In a while, I’ll bring you so milk tea to stave off the hunger," he said.
"Alright!"
After chatting with the group of girls, Zhou Yuwen left the booth.
As soon as Zhou Yuwen walked away, the girls imdiately started whispering about him behind his back.
Is he really a freshman?
He doesn’t seem like it at all, does he?
"Exactly. I was totally lost when that group of foreigners ca over. I didn’t know what to say, but he looked so casual just now."
"And the English he spoke just now, I didn’t understand a word of it, haha."
" neither..."
"Ah, Tiantian, I’m seriously smitten, what should I do? Tell truthfully, if you don’t want him, I’ll make a move!" Boots Senior said with earnest.
Who wouldn’t be chard by a junior like him?
If he’s this remarkable as a freshman, won’t he just be out of this world once he grows up?
Tao Tian replied, "Go ahead if you want, but he has a girlfriend."
"What does a girlfriend matter, they aren’t married! How can those freshman girls compare with us?"
"Indeed."
In the afternoon, Zhou Yuwen brought the girls a cup of milk tea and so cookies, and he also brought so band-aids.
Zhou Yuwen suggested, wearing high heels all day long; sticking band-aids on the back of your feet might be more comfortable.
When Zhou Yuwen had finished speaking, all the girls were stunned, even exchanging glances with each other.
Handso, capable, and attention to detail.
Who would have thought of that?
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