Fang Yan has come into contact with many people from the Ye family, who are beautiful, cold, arrogant, and serious.
Except for Ye Fengsheng, everyone was upright and square.
He had a vague impression of Ye Daoling, because when he was still young, Ye Daoling had already been working outside. During the holidays, Ye Daoling would drive back and he could only see him from a distance. The two had almost no interactions.
He looks mature and steady, but I didn't expect Ye Daoling to have such a teasing and playful side.
He had such a serious face just now, which made people feel stressed, but suddenly he broke into a big grin and looked very proud. It's really - so cute.
Ye Daoling is known as the person with the worst temper in the Ye family, but such a person with a bad temper can be so successful in front of the prime minister, which naturally cannot be judged by common sense.
Fang Yan remembered the saying: Don't underestimate the heroes of the world.
"You say I'm lucky? So what if I'm lucky? Some people want to pick up dog shit but they're not that lucky-----" Ye Daoling said carelessly.
Lin Donghai frowned slightly, knowing that walls have ears, so it's better to keep some words in your heart and never say them out loud. But he knew Ye Daoling's character well, and he dared to slam the table and smash the cup even in front of the prime minister, so his persuasion was useless.
"Third uncle is a man of true character who dares to think and speak." Fang Yan thrust a flattering word into his mouth. He was really not convinced. Was there really someone who flattered him and wanted to raise him higher
"You are such a sly fellow." Ye Daoling came over and put his arm around Fang Yan's shoulders, saying, "Come on, let's go inside and have some tea. Let's have a good chat - I want to hear how you did it."
The house is a classical structure with plenty of natural wood used.
The heating in the tea room was turned on very high. Fang Yan and Ye Daoling sat down on mahogany chairs covered with blankets, and the secretary brought them some brewed fragrant tea.
Ye Daoling waved his hand and said to the secretary, "Take it out. I don't want to drink this kind of coarse tea today. All the men and women from Yanziwu are good at tea ceremony."
He pointed to the tea-making utensils in front of him and said to Fang Yan, "You've called me Third Uncle for so many years, but I've never drunk a bowl of tea you made. Come, I'll give you a chance today."
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and had to take the tea sets and start working.
Fang Yan was very skilled and quickly brought a cup of brewed black tea to Ye Daoling. Ye Daoling looked at the color of the tea soup, brought it to his nose and sniffed the fragrance, and said with emotion: "It's not easy to drink a cup of good tea outside."
Ye Daoling was in a high position, so how could he not be able to drink any good tea he wanted
However, if you want to drink good tea like Yanziwu, it is not an easy thing. It has nothing to do with the tea leaves, but with the person who makes the tea.
Perhaps Ye Daoling's secretary assistant is very capable, but when it comes to things like the tea ceremony, both training and talent are indispensable.
"When Third Uncle wants to drink tea, he often comes back to Yanziwu to visit." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Every household in Yanziwu is good at making good tea. Not only good tea, but also good wine - Shaodaozi from Zhang Mazi's house, plum wine from Li Dasao's house, and Sanrizui brewed by Li Xiaotian's father, are all top-quality wines. Different types of wine have different tastes, and combined with different moods, people are intoxicated. Especially in weather like this, lying in a snow nest and drinking a sip of strong wine, isn't it better than anything else?"
Ye Daoling laughed loudly, pointed at Fang Yan and cursed: "You kid, you want to lead me into a trap, right? I pulled you over here in the middle of the night just to listen to you bragging about the fine wines of Yanziwu? Am I not more familiar with those than you are? Let me tell you, we drank a lot when we were young. The tricks you use to deceive girls now are all the ones we used to play in the past."
"That's right." Fang Yan nodded. "Third uncle is a senior, so he is naturally much better than us."
"Tell me about it," Ye Daoling said, holding his teacup. "This grand scene cannot be completed overnight. I guess it took you a lot of effort, right?"
Fang Yan knew he couldn't shirk his responsibility, so he had to repeat what he had experienced since he got off the plane. Of course, he only talked about the important things and what he could talk about. As for the cause of the conflict, 99.9% of the responsibility lies with Jiang Junling. He was a good citizen who had to resist the oppression and humiliation he had endured.
After listening to Fang Yan's story, Ye Daoling pondered for a long time.
He looked at Fang Yan steadily and said, "Many people think that the general lost because he underestimated the enemy, but in fact, he lost because of his ability. You have great talent, but they just don't want to believe it yet."
"Uncle San, I just took a gamble with him." Fang Yan said with a smile. "I can afford to lose, but he can't."
"Not everyone has the courage to play poker, and it's such an unfair opponent." Ye Daoling said in a deep voice. "To be honest, I wanted to take a gamble like you before, but I was too cautious, or maybe I didn't have enough courage, so I just let it go and kept delaying it until now. I didn't expect that you young people would give me a push this time."
"Uncle San is ready to go. If he hadn't accumulated enough momentum before, we wouldn't be able to push it forward no matter how hard we try."
Ye Daoling looked at Fang Yan with a smile and said, "How does it feel to be famous in Yanjing City?"
"Famous in Yanjing City?"
"What? Do you still think that's just a game played by children?" Ye Daoling smiled gently. "If it was just a quarrel between children, it would have died down after two days of discussion. However, there was a job appointment afterwards, so more people paid attention to you. It's no exaggeration to say that you are well-known in the capital now."
"To be honest, I really don't want to be famous." Fang Yan said. "But I'm not afraid if I really become famous. Anyway, I will hide in Huacheng after the New Year. People can say whatever they want and think whatever they want-----"
"You are quite cunning, kid." Ye Daoling pointed at Fang Yan and said, "But this time is different from the past. You pushed me, which is equivalent to cutting the Jiang family with a knife. I'm afraid the Jiang family will not give up easily, right?"
"If an enemy comes, we must stop him. If a flood comes, we must block it with earth." Fang Yan said. "If I don't cut them, they won't let me off easily. In this case, I'll make them feel uncomfortable - I like fairness."
Ye Daoling once again looked at Fang Yan seriously, trying to see whether this young man was bluffing or was truly brave and responsible.
The result made him very satisfied.
"The Fang family has a successor." Ye Daoling said with appreciation. "This time it's not just your contribution. You know this better than I do. You guys jumped out and played that trick. Aren't you trying to force the emperor to abdicate?"
"The Jiang family's concession proves that I succeeded in forcing the emperor to abdicate, right?" Fang Yan said with a smile. He was not too clear about some subsequent events.
After he came out of the club, he met Qin Yitian who was waiting at the door. The two walked together. There was silence at home without a single call - of course, his cell phone had long been gone.
His clothes exploded at that time, and he was only concerned with covering his crotch, so how could he care about other things? He didn't know whether Ye Fengsheng and the others had helped him clean up, and if they had, had they peeked at his phone messages.
It really makes me worry!
"Sir, you used a red machine. There is a very serious saying. After the predecessors shed blood and tears, who is willing to die for the country?" Ye Daoling said with emotion: "No matter what you think in your heart, at least you stood up and expressed your position at the critical moment, and this statement is very powerful----"
"Sir is the soul of Yanziwu." Fang Yan said. "With him around, we kids will never be bullied."
"Yes. Yanziwu has its own mission, and the master has his own mission. Since I have picked up a great bargain this time, I naturally have to take on my own mission." Ye Daoling said. "Zhu Zidan's practice is blocked, I plan to let him go to the North Sea to train for three years. There is a vast sky and sea over there, and maybe there will be another fortune. Li Xiaotian is not young anymore, it's time for him to come out and do something. And Ruan Jing, I have read the information about that kid, he is smart and careful, but his personality is too soft. I have specially selected a good place for him - the younger generation of Yanziwu depends on you."
Fang Yan nodded and said, "You are the elders. How to arrange it depends on your opinion. I don't think their families will object."
"What about you?" Ye Daoling asked. "Are you going back to Huacheng to be a teacher?"
"I still have a lot of things to think about." Fang Yan said. "Perhaps Huacheng is more suitable for me."
"Then go ahead." Ye Daoling said. "There is something you may know, or you may not know----"
"What's the matter?" Fang Yan asked curiously.
"Your grandfather once came to our Ye family to propose marriage, saying that he wanted to marry our Wen Rou to you, but I kicked him out." Ye Daoling said excitedly. "Wen Rou is the child of our Ye family who is most likely to achieve extraordinary achievements in martial arts. She is the darling of all the Ye family members. How could we just give her to your Fang family so easily? We naturally won't agree."
"So do you agree now?" Fang Yan asked.
"I don't agree." Ye Daoling said bluntly.
"Since you don't agree-----why are you telling me this?"
Ye Daoling smiled maliciously and said, "I'm afraid you will become arrogant and think that you can cheat our little princess away just because you helped me. That won't work. Let's put things one way and one way. I can't give you Ye Wenrou. You still can't have your dream. What if it comes true?"
Fong waved his hand and said, "Uncle, who do you think I am? How could I possibly have a gentle idea? You know, I've been beaten up by her before. How could I marry her and get beaten up every day? It's all grandpa's fault, and it's impossible for me and Ye to be gentle—"
Ga!
The door was pushed open, and a girl in white stood at the door of the tea room. (To be continued)