When a gift comes from the woman he loves, it fills a man with joy and surprise.

The "Mu Chen Invites You to the Movies" event was held as scheduled.

To demonstrate their sincerity in the collaboration, the cinema even arranged for its staff to wear white T-shirts with the same "Miss Chi Afternoon Tea" text and logo as Song Yoon-hee and her friends. Two whole rows of flower baskets and event posters lined the entrance to the screening room, creating an atmosphere no less impressive than a celebrity event's fan support.

The Platinum Hotel's publicity department had already set up their equipment on-site, ready for a live stream across the entire internet. Song Yunxi, Lin Xiaoran, and others were also wearing matching white T-shirts and working on their laptops on-site.

Mu Chen was very cooperative and actively engaged with his fans, smilingly fulfilling all their requests, whether it was for autographs or photos.

"Is it really okay for us to make our big boss sell his body like this?"

Lin Xiaoran asked the question, but she couldn't hide the excitement in her voice. She kept staring at the online data. Although only about a hundred fans were able to attend in person, the live stream was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year.

Why do I say it feels like Chinese New Year? Because after someone posted "Happy New Year" in the public chat, countless people followed suit and started posting "Happy New Year" as well.

Song Yunxi looked up at Mu Chen, who was surrounded by the crowd, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll make it up to him."

Although she couldn't see his face clearly at that moment, she knew that it was him.

After taking a photo with a fan, Mu Chen turned to look at Song Yunxi, who was sitting in the last row of the screening room, smiling and looking ahead.

Her gaze was focused; she was looking at him.

Mu Chen gently raised the corners of his lips and smiled in her direction.

Lin Xiaoran watched the lively crowd for a while and then stopped talking, because she had received an email in her official inbox and was carefully reviewing it.

The email was an invitation to "Miss Chi's Afternoon Tea" to participate in a tea industry exchange meeting held in Hangzhou over the weekend under its independent brand name.

Lin Xiaoran asked, "Shall we go?"

Song Yunxi said, "Of course we'll go, and we'll go with great fanfare."

Miss Chi's Afternoon Tea hasn't even launched yet, but it has already garnered attention from the Tea Industry Exchange Conference after just one promotional campaign, which is far more significant than other marketing efforts.

The lights in the screening room dimmed, the fans' noise subsided, and the movie began.

Song Yunxi typed rapidly on her computer, drafting a list of attendees for the tea industry exchange meeting. She and Lin Xiaoran were going, as was the tea master who prepared afternoon tea for Miss Chi, and representatives from the original tea room of the Platinum Hotel were also going.

Even if you don't encounter amazing teas at a tea industry exchange meeting, it's still good to learn about the market and, incidentally, generate some buzz for your new brand.

When Mu Chen learned that she was going to attend a tea industry exchange meeting, he simply asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Song Yunxi smiled and shook her head, "No need. I'm not a child. I can travel from Korea to China. Why would I need a boyfriend to accompany me on a business trip?"

Song Yunxi, Lin Xiaoran, and others departed for Hangzhou on Friday afternoon and checked into their hotel before dinner. After quickly unpacking, they went downstairs to the restaurant for dinner.

"Miss Song."

Hearing a familiar male voice, Song Yunxi turned around and saw Tantai Yi. "Mr. Tantai? What a coincidence."

Tantai Yi had left the Platinum Hotel yesterday due to company business. Although Song Yunxi knew that He Yi's company headquarters was in Hangzhou, she didn't expect to run into him so soon after arriving.

Tantai Yi asked, "I've made plans to have dinner with some friends. What's up?"

"On business trip."

Tantai Yi glanced at his watch. "I'm having a small gathering with some close friends; it should be over soon. If it's convenient for you, Miss Song, would you like to go out for tea later?"

Song Yunxi was still somewhat hesitant. "How about I invite you tomorrow? I promised my colleagues I'd go boating with them tonight."

Although Tantai Yi is also a friend, she had already promised someone else, so it wouldn't be good for her to break her promise.

On the plane to Hangzhou, Lin Xiaoran kept insisting that she wanted to go see the night view of the Grand Canal that night.

Tantai Yi smiled, "It was my oversight. I'll arrange the cruise tonight, please do me the honor of attending." He then turned to look at Lin Xiaoran and the others.

Song Yunxi no longer refused, but instead smiled and thanked him, "Then thank you very much, Mr. Tantai."

"Miss Song, you don't need to be so polite. Since my friend has come to Hangzhou, I naturally want to do my best to be a good host."

There are many people taking night cruises on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, but Tantai Yi had his assistant make arrangements in advance, so when they arrived at the dock, they were directly picked up and put on a pleasure boat, and there were only a few tourists on the boat.

Along the way, the tour guide explained every scenic spot. The arched bridges they passed under, the shimmering water, the antique-style buildings on the shore, and even the lush trees illuminated by lights were all breathtaking.

However, all of this was based on other people's descriptions and photos on Lin Xiaoran's WeChat Moments. Because Song Yunxi couldn't see clearly, all she could see was the magnified halo of the various colored lights outside the ship.

On the way back, the musician played the guzheng. His rendition of "Autumn Moon over the Calm Lake" was fresh, lively, melodious, and graceful, making the night even more poetic and picturesque.

Lin Xiaoran was taking pictures of the pretty female musician with her phone when she received a WeChat notification. She ignored it, and a moment later, another message came in.

She posted the newly taken photos to her WeChat Moments without any editing before opening Jiang Hailang's WeChat.

"BoBo, where did you go to play?"

"I already miss you after you just left, what should I do?"

Lin Xiaoran quickly typed a reply: "The Grand Canal. Don't worry, thank you!"

"Who are you with? Did a man steal you away?" And he actually told him not to worry?

"Miss Song and Mr. Tantai." After replying to the message, Lin Xiaoran secretly took a picture with her phone and sent it to Jiang Hailang.

In the photo, Song Yunxi and Tantai Yi are sitting on one side of a rectangular wooden table, turning their heads to look at each other at the same time, smiling and talking.

Jiang Hailang smiled and clinked glasses with the girl sitting opposite him, then sent the photo to Mu Chen. His message read: "Brother, this is all I can do to help you."

After receiving the photo, Mu Chen sighed deeply. Tantai Yi was truly a persistent ghost.

I thought that Tantai Yi would finally have some peace and quiet after leaving the Platinum Hotel yesterday. But it turns out he's already moved on to the next checkpoint.

Mu Chen fiddled with his phone for a while before tossing it onto the bed and heading to the bathroom to shower. When he came out, he replied to Jiang Hailang with three words that revealed no emotion: "Understood."

At this moment, Jiang Hailang was partying at a nightclub with the girls he had just met that day. He glanced at Mu Chen's WeChat, then put away his phone, took the girl's outstretched hand, and walked onto the dance floor together.

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The tea industry exchange event not only featured tea leaves, but also teaware, tea snacks, and other tea-related products and services. Producers and distributors warmly welcomed every potential customer and tea enthusiast.

The venue for the exchange was too large, so Song Yunxi and Lin Xiaoran were in one group, while the other two tea masters were in another. They each explored different categories of tea and teaware in different exhibition areas. If they came across a good tea, they would taste it or sit down and chat with the person who brought it.

Lin Xiaoran was carrying a large canvas bag, which Song Yunxi found strange when she left. Only after arriving at the scene did she realize that Lin Xiaoran had brought a large bag of food-grade plastic bags. Whichever company's sample they took, Lin Xiaoran would put it in one bag, along with that company's product information and business cards, and then seal the bag. When they went to the next company, she would take the samples and put them in another bag. She made sure no two samples were mixed up.

Song Yunxi smiled and praised, "I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."

Lin Xiaoran didn't mince words, "My mom sorts food like this at home, and I learned it from her."

Passing by a Chinese tea and pastry stall, the two were immediately drawn to the various exquisite desserts. Their vibrant colors and unique shapes made them look more like sculpted works of art than food.

The vendors were very welcoming and invited them inside to try the food. Lin Xiaoran took only one bite and stared at Song Yunxi with wide eyes in surprise. Actually, Song Yunxi also thought it was delicious, but her expression wasn't as exaggerated.

The vendor said that these pastries are all made by hand using traditional techniques, with carefully selected ingredients, complex processes, and limited production, which is why they are relatively expensive.

Song Yunxi nodded. Who says afternoon tea has to be English? Chinese tea brings out the original flavor better, and Chinese pastries feel more elegant and refined.

It seems she needs to go back and discuss with the tea master and pastry chef how to better integrate Chinese and English styles to create a unique afternoon tea brand that blends Chinese and Western elements, offering both charm and innovation.

Song Yunxi asked the shopkeeper, "Can I buy one of each kind of pastry, and you pack them all in one box for me?"

"Sure. You choose, I'll pack it for you." The merchant turned around and took out a very nice packaging box.

Each box contained nine separate compartments, each just big enough to hold one pastry. Song Yunxi looked down to choose her pastries, while Lin Xiaoran, holding the one Song Yunxi hadn't finished, casually asked, "Are you taking this home as a gift?"

Song Yunxi didn't look up or hide anything. "Yes. I want to take it back and give it to President Mu." As she spoke, she picked out another white pastry with a carved pattern and put it into the box.

Lin Xiaoran thought for a moment, "Boss, could you give me a box? I'd like to buy some too."

After the midday exchange meeting ended, everyone returned to their respective hotels. Song Yunxi and Lin Xiaoran discussed where to go in the afternoon as they walked. The tea industry exchange meeting was held on both Saturday and Sunday, but only in the mornings, leaving them free in the afternoons.

As soon as I entered the hotel lobby, I saw two handsome men sitting on the sofa next to me, drinking tea.

The two men stood there expressionless, trying to look cool, staring intently at the two girls. Song Yunxi and Lin Xiaoran, on the other hand, both smiled broadly.

Song Yunxi asked, "Why are you here?"

Mu Chen said, "I came to see you."

Lin Xiaoran turned to look at Jiang Hailang, only to hear him blurt out, "Me too."

Mu Chen and Jiang Hailang can assure you that they absolutely did not plan it. They simply bumped into each other at the airport this morning.

Song Yunxi smiled and placed one of the boxes of pastries she had bought at the exhibition in front of Mu Chen. "I was thinking of giving it to you when I got back. Now that you're here, you can eat it while it's still fresh."

Men, though they don't care about gifts as much as women, and don't particularly enjoy sweet treats, will be filled with surprise and delight when a gift comes from the woman they love.

Just like Mu Chen at this moment, his eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Jiang Hailang sat beside him watching, looking just like a child who had received a gift but didn't, his face full of grievance.

However, Song Yunxi couldn't give him the other box of pastries. She had only bought two boxes; one was for Mu Chen, and the other she wanted to take back to study with the pastry chef.

Jiang Hailang turned to look at Lin Xiaoran, who immediately handed him the box of pastries she was carrying: "I bought some for you too."

She was afraid that if she spoke too slowly, Jiang Hailang would burst into tears on the spot.

How can a person's expression be so changeable? Just like Jiang Hailang right now, one second he was looking dejected, and the next second he was about to stretch his mouth to his ears.