The people around gasped after hearing this. Miyamoto was so arrogant that he was attacking right in our territory?
Ji Jianying said to Wen Xi: "Let's go and take a look!"
The two of them went to the reception room of the tea garden with the staff.
Taoist Wuyou, who was selling goods live at a stall, and the netizens who loved to join in the fun in his live broadcast room immediately rushed to the front after hearing the staff's words.
Why set up a stall here? Hurry up and go to the front row and sit on a small stool to eat melons!
The number of people in Taoist Wuyou’s live broadcast room also soared.
[They're openly provoking us in our tea garden before we even start the competition. How arrogant!]
[The tea ceremony was brought back to Japan by Zen Master Nanpu Zhaoming during the late Southern Song Dynasty. You don't remember who your ancestors were, do you?]
Taoist Wuyou rushed to eat melons, but he also didn't forget to bring the goods. When he saw the live broadcast room barrage, he immediately used another mobile phone to log in to the small account and refresh the screen in the live broadcast room:
[Support Chinese tea artists! Support Lushan Cloud Tea, brothers, I'll buy it first as a token of my respect!]
As they walked, Ji Jianying said to Wen Xi, "Luke, the president of Ande Sports, particularly enjoys drinking tea. He is in charge of the awards ceremony for this competition."
"Since Yunwu Tea has become famous these days, he brought Miyamoto Ming and a tea artist to our tea garden today to taste Yunwu Tea. He also said that if he is satisfied, he will invest in our tea garden."
A staff member who is more familiar with the situation on the scene added: "He came here unexpectedly today. We only have an intermediate tea artist in our tea garden at the moment."
Wen Xi asked doubtfully, "So Luke asked the tea artist from our tea garden and the tea artist he brought with him to brew tea separately, and then compare them?"
The staff sighed: "The tea artist Luke brought is Miyamoto Ming's grandfather, the island country's tea ceremony master Miyamoto Yu."
"Miyamoto Yu himself is in the tea plantation business on the island nation, and he wants Luke to invest in his own tea plantation, so isn't this a competition?"
While they were talking, the three of them had already arrived at the tea room.
The tea artist from Lushan Tea Garden, with his work badge hanging on his chest, was staring at Miyamoto Ming, who had a small mustache. The tea artist from Lushan Tea Garden had obviously calmed down.
However, Miyamoto Ming was aggressive and provocative, speaking in English: "You are not as good as me in kendo, and you are not as good as my grandfather in tea art. You are completely defeated."
There was a blond foreigner sandwiched between the two men, who was obviously Luke, the president of the Ander Movement.
He was using broken Chinese to ask the two to stop arguing and calm down.
The scene was a chaotic mess, with Chinese, English and Japanese words flying everywhere. Ji Jianying was overwhelmed by it.
Their tea gardens have not yet caught up with international standards.
Ji Jianying subconsciously turned her gaze to Wen Xi beside her.
Wen Xi glanced at the tea room and saw only these three people: "Where is Gong Benming's grandfather, the tea art master Gong Benyu?"
Staff: "He said our Yunwu tea is just so-so and can't compare to their island country green tea. He has already left, leaving his grandson and Luke to try to attract investment."
The staff member scratched his head: "He said so, but when he left, he took away our two cans of Yunwu Tea."
Wen Xi chuckled: "This grandfather and grandson are really amazing."
She walked over and greeted Luke: "Hello, Mr. Luke, I am Wen Xi, the special consultant of Lushan Scenic Area."
When Luke saw Wen Xi in person, his tone was very surprised: "I know you! Foreign designers have mentioned you to me!"
"Now that I see you in person, I understand why those designers were obsessed with you just by looking at your photo!"
Luke excitedly handed Wen Xi his business card and asked, "Would you be interested in becoming the spokesperson for the Ender Movement?"
Miyamoto Ming, who was standing by, felt unbalanced when he saw Luke ask Wen Xi if she had any intention of being the spokesperson the first time they met.
He was born into a kendo family and won international honors in many competitions, which is why he got the contract to be the spokesperson for Ander Sports.
This woman has no substantial honors and no global fame, so how could Luke extend an invitation so easily?
What’s more, the key point is that the woman declined.
Wen Xi smiled awkwardly: "This... I haven't thought about it yet."
Foreign brands of sports shoes and clothing are too easy to collapse. If she were to endorse a product, it would definitely be a domestic product.
Seeing that Luke's attitude was good, Wen Xi got straight to the point and spoke to him in fluent English: "Mr. Luke, are you interested in our Lushan Cloud Tea?"
Luke was amazed at Wen Xi's standard and comfortable English pronunciation. He pointed to the two cups of tea on the coffee table and said, "Yes, but now I'm a little disappointed."
"Of the two cups of tea in front of me, I think the one brewed by Mr. Miyamoto is more fragrant and mellow."
Luke lifted the cup on his right and put it to his lips. "The island tea he brought is very good."
When Miyamoto Ming heard that the big boss Luke recognized his family's tea garden, he raised his chin towards Wen Xi with great pride.
Wen Xi thought thoughtfully: "Is that so."
She turned on her phone, fiddled with it for a few seconds, and then pointed to the Miyamoto family's tea garden on the map: "But there's nuclear contamination there."
Miyamoto Ming's proud jaw froze.
Luke seemed to have been enlightened. He had already put the cup of tea to his lips, but then put it back on the coffee table.
"so?"
Miyamoto Ming quickly bowed and explained to Luke: "No! Our tea garden is on the hillside, relatively closed, pure and natural, pollution-free! Please rest assured!"
"Private Marseille!"
There was a burst of laughter in Taoist Wuyou’s live broadcast room.
[A great master craftsman! Well-deserved reputation!]
[Wen Xi: "But they have nuclear contamination!" He stabbed her in the back with the most innocent tone!]
[Damn it, they're trying to snatch away the investment in Lushan Tea Garden?]
Let him swear that if there is nuclear contamination, he will commit suicide by disembowelment!
A conflicted look flashed across Luke's face.
Wen Xi continued, "The person who just brewed the tea is our intermediate tea artist, and he's only 20 years old. The tea he brewed can compare with the tea masters of the island countries, which is already very good."
"Mr. Miyamoto picks on our young tea connoisseurs. Isn't that unfair?"
Facing Wen Xi's questioning, Gong Benming put on a serious expression and said, "Since we are going to compete, why not have a fair competition and have a tea art tasting!"
"Sure!" Wen Xi was just waiting for Miyamoto Ming to say this: "How about this, Mr. Luke invite a few more friends who like tea to ensure the fairness of this tasting?"
"Besides, you want to invest, don't you? Having a few more people to offer advice would be helpful in making your decision."
Luke couldn't help but search his mind for his friends who loved drinking tea, some of whom were also professional tea appraisers.
"Okay, I'll contact my friends and judges first. Let's tentatively schedule this tea art tasting before the awards ceremony of the National Martial Arts Competition!"
Luke is a businessman, and he immediately thought about how to maximize the value of this tasting event.
Wen Xi: "I won this tasting. How much does Mr. Luke plan to invest in Lushan Cloud Tea?"
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