The lobby manager smiled so hard that his eyes were not visible, and respectfully led the two into the SVIP box.
The private room is very large, decorated in an antique style, and the cups and utensils are spotless and very exquisite. It looks like "I'm very expensive!"
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are large areas of carefully planted green plants and flowers, and several green peacocks are leisurely strolling in the courtyard.
As soon as the two sat down, the manager personally handed the menu to He Tingyan.
He Tingyan directly handed the menu to Wen Xi opposite him.
Because he had no experience of being alone with the opposite sex, and it was the first time for him to have dinner with a girl, his straight man attributes were immediately exposed. He didn't know what gentlemanly consideration was, and he didn't know how to take care of the other person.
After a while, he managed to squeeze out a dry sentence: "Order whatever you want to eat."
“…Whatever.”
Wen Xi pushed the menu back. She just wanted to finish eating quickly and tell him 88.
With this cold-faced boss around, even the ginseng fruit won’t taste good.
“There’s no such thing as ‘whatever’.”
“…”
"Then please keep an eye on it, Mr. He."
He Tingyan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up at her, "Are there any dietary restrictions?"
"without."
He Tingyan closed the menu and told the manager, "Same as always, a serving for two."
"Okay, okay, please wait a moment."
The fat manager walked out with a smile.
At the same time, He Tingyan took out a check from the inner pocket of his shirt and placed it in front of Wen Xi.
Wen Xi glanced up at him.
"Mr. He, what's this?"
"Thank you money."
Wen Xi pushed the check back: "No need, I just saw injustice, and besides, Grandpa He has already helped my family a lot."
"help?"
"Yes. Actually, I applied to be a painter because I wanted to have a chance to discuss this matter with your company. My family has been supplying jewelry to your company for several years, but we've had some problems recently, so we'd like to postpone the delivery. Mr. He, you left in such a hurry last time that you didn't have time to listen to my explanation... But Grandpa He agreed to postpone the delivery after he learned about what happened at my mine."
After listening to what she said, He Tingyan thought for a moment and then said, "Are you a member of the Wen family?"
"Yes." Wen Xi nodded. "I am Wen Chengyi's daughter. Don't worry, once the matter at the mine is resolved, we will resume supply as soon as possible and will not delay your company for too long. I won't explain what happened at the club last time because it involves personal matters. In short, it was indeed a misunderstanding. I hope Mr. He will trust my father's character and the strength of my company."
He Tingyan glanced at the calm and composed girl opposite him, and remained silent for a moment without saying anything more.
Soon, waiters came in one after another with water for washing hands, disinfected towels, tea sets and snacks.
The tea is freshly brewed, the best tea, and the exquisite tea set.
The young man who makes tea is dressed in a white shirt and his movements are smooth and flowing. It is a pleasure to watch him.
Before long, the room was filled with fragrance.
Wenxi had never been to Taoran Pavilion in his previous life, but he had heard that the reason why this place was famous in the capital was that its tea ceremony was one of its unique features.
There are three things that no other company can compare to.
Tea sets, tea leaves, and water for making tea.
There are also some rules about what kind of tea to drink in each season: spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Wen Xi took the tea handed to her by the tea maker and took a sip. The slight bitterness was followed by a hint of sweetness.
This green lamp is a pleasure to the eyes, not to mention its taste.
"Please try this dessert, my dear. It goes really well with the tea in our pavilion."
The waiter neatly placed the dim sum on the plate onto the small plate in front of Wen Xi.
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