Qiao Nian's cell phone kept ringing along the way. When they arrived at the restaurant, the boss brought out freshly cut mutton and the boiling bone soup in the pot was thick and white.
Qiao Nian crossed his legs and replied to messages on his phone in one hand.
Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and poured her a cup of strong tea. The tea leaves sank and floated in the turmeric-colored water. He handed the tea over and placed it in front of the girl. He restrained his noble manner and said in a gentle voice, "Drink some water before eating. It will nourish your stomach."
Qiao Nian had just replied to Jiang Li's message when she reached out to pick up the teacup, put it to her mouth, took a sip, and then put the cup back down.
I looked up and asked him in surprise: "What kind of tea is this?"
"Junshan Silver Needle." Ye Wangchuan smiled, blanched the chopsticks in hot water, and handed them to her: "Does it taste less bitter than other teas?"
Qiao Nian tilted his head and took another sip, then slowly placed the cup on the table. He hummed lazily but with a hint of arrogance: "Ah. I was saying it was a little different from the tea I drank before."
"Well, this is produced from the tea trees that the boss planted in his hometown. He goes back every year during the tea picking season, and he is in charge of everything from picking the tea leaves to frying them."
Qiao Nian picked up the teacup and sniffed it again, and sure enough, the fresh fragrance of tea leaves wafted towards him.
Her eyes darkened.
I thought to myself, no wonder, it turns out to be new tea.
When it comes to tea, many people like to look at the variety, but no matter how expensive the tea is, the new tea is always the best.
When she heard Ye Wangchuan say that this was new tea, she took another sip casually like a cat before putting the cup down again.
Seeing that she liked the tea here, Ye Wangchuan smiled and sat in a similar posture to Qiao Nian, but a little more upright than Qiao Nian: "The tea here is one of the boss's specialties. The last time I brought it to you, it was not yet the tea-producing season, so you didn't have a chance to taste it."
While he was talking, the girl's phone lit up again.
Qiao Nian leaned back on the stool with his shoulders relaxed, his eyes returned to his phone, he picked up the phone and clicked on the message.
The person who sent her the WeChat message this time was the person with the blank avatar before.
no name.
There is not even a pinyin.
Nicknames are all blank.
Just a punctuation mark.
.
: [You are not someone who would suddenly change your habits. I heard that you have been meddling in a lot of other people's business this year. You went to take the college entrance examination before. I can understand that it has something to do with the Qiao family. This time, why did you want to participate in the World Software Competition?]
After reading the message from the other party, Qiao Nian frowned and felt quite annoyed.
She replied and said there was no reason, she just did it when she suddenly felt like doing it.
Lu Zhi just likes to get to the bottom of things!
What's wrong with this.
One Hundred Thousand Whys? .
:[I believe that everything has a reason, and no one does something without a purpose. So, Joe, why did you participate in the competition?]
Qiao Nian stared at the new message he sent with a frown on her face, her fingers on the screen, thinking in her mind how to reply to him.
She pursed her rosy lips, and after a full minute, she replied to the other party's message.
[QN: I want to be number one in the world.]
[QN: Is this reason sufficient?]
After she replied to the message, the other party did not respond. No new messages were sent for the time being, and she didn't know whether he had seen the message she replied to.
After Qiao Nian replied to the message, she stopped looking at her phone, picked up the chopsticks, and concentrated on eating the shabu-shabu mutton that Ye Wangchuan had blanched and put in the bowl for her.
(End of this chapter)