"I know." The servant had already packed the tea set. Hearing the housekeeper's instructions, He Xiyuan nodded.
He Xiyuan had been reading the Four Books and Five Classics since he was young, and had received the best education and etiquette. With the housekeeper's advice, he was not worried that he would lose his manners.
The two of them went out and saw He's father outside: "Can you make it back for today's meeting?"
He's father knew that He Xiyuan was going to see his junior sister because the spices he used were really good. If the He family hadn't been busy recently, He's father would have also wanted to go and see his junior sister.
"It depends on the situation. You guys should take charge of arranging the matter if we can't make it back to the Military Association." He Xiyuan shook his head.
This is the first time that the Military Association has allowed the aristocratic families to participate. Now, the aristocratic families are busy for the Military Association. These major leaders have some predictions. It should be that the Military Association's international influence has increased again. The president of the Military Association, M Xia, has moved up one place on the rankings this year, and his influence is growing.
Several major families wanted to infiltrate the Military Association and even set standards for joining the Association.
But right now, seeing my junior sister is the most important thing.
He's father nodded and told He Xiyuan to go without worry.
The driver drove He Xiyuan to the place where Yan Langfeng had agreed to meet.
...
...
He arrived ten minutes early.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw Fang Yi walking towards me from the end of the corridor, "Assistant Fang."
"Master Xiyuan," Fang Yi stopped and greeted He Xiyuan warmly, "You've arrived just in time. Miss Meng and the president have just arrived at the box. I'll go downstairs to park the car first."
"Master and Junior Sister are here?" He Xiyuan was stunned and hurried forward.
"Don't worry, Miss Meng came a little early because she had something else to do today." Seeing He Xiyuan walking so fast, Assistant Fang explained with a smile from behind.
**
Box room.
Meng Fu was talking to Yan Langfeng. She had to change into a dress and a different look in the afternoon, so she wore a mid-sleeved shirt with a few flowers embroidered on the edges. The hem of the shirt was tucked into her jeans, outlining her slender waist.
With her slightly curly hair draped behind her head and her chin supported by one hand, she listened to Yan Langfeng talking lazily, looking extremely lazy.
There is someone knocking on the door.
The voice was very soft, but one could tell it was serious. Yan Langfeng was holding a teacup in his hand. He said "Come in" while saying to Meng Fu, "Your senior brother is here."
Hearing "Senior Brother", Meng Fu sat up straight.
He cheered himself up, pulled out the chair with a "swish" and stood up, with a well-behaved smile on his face.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a young man in formal attire came in. There was a strong scholarly air between his brows, and he was holding an exquisitely wrapped brocade box in his hand.
Meng Fu knew that this should be her senior brother, "Hello, senior brother."
At the door, He Xiyuan was also stunned for a moment.
He had known for a long time that his master had found him a junior sister, but every time he mentioned his junior sister, his master would become impatient. In addition, his junior sister did not use her real name, so he and those people in the painting world had some speculations that his junior sister might have some defects, which was why she did not use her real name and did not show her face.
Until now, he looked at the person in front of him, with slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, icy skin and bones, a cold and lazy temperament in her stunning beauty. She was different from the Tiancan he had imagined, but was actually a top beauty.
The shock was quite great. He Xiyuan, who had seen many big scenes, said: "..."
Where is his disabled junior sister?
Beside Meng Fu, Yan Langfeng snorted, "Come in quickly."
He Xiyuan came back to his senses, closed the door of the box and came in.
"Your junior sister." Yan Langfeng raised his chin and introduced her to He Xiyuan.
He Xiyuan: “…”
He placed the gift next to Meng Fu, and his voice became gentler: "Junior Sister, I came here in a hurry today, and I didn't have anything good to prepare."
He handed the brocade box to Meng Fu.
Meng Fu looked up. Coincidentally, she hadn't prepared any good gifts.
However, seeing the exquisite packaging of her senior brother, Meng Fu hesitated and handed out a box: "Senior brother, this is a gift for you. When I have money in the future, I will prepare something better!"
The box was no longer the black box that Su Di had wholesaled before, but an iron sealed box specially made for spices by Su Cheng.
It is also a common box for spices on the market.
There is also a capital "M" engraved on the surface.
He Xiyuan put the box aside, noticed Meng Fu's words, and looked at Yan Langfeng with disapproval, thinking that he had withheld money from his junior sister.
The three masters and apprentices get along very harmoniously.
After chatting about some things about the Painting Association, He Xiyuan's cell phone rang in his pocket.
What father is this?
They were all people from the same sect, so He Xiyuan did not go out to answer the call. He just sat where he was and pressed the answer button.
He's father's voice was not loud: "The meeting is over. Only one person from the two guard teams you led is qualified to take the assessment. The selection rate is too low. The elders are dissatisfied with you. Come back and take a look."
Yan Langfeng didn't hear it because he was talking to Meng Fu.
He Xiyuan said "hmm" calmly, with no anxious look on his face. He hung up the phone calmly, then had dinner with Yan Langfeng and Meng Fu as usual, and left leisurely.
Meng Fu sent He Xiyuan to the door and received pocket money from He Xiyuan on WeChat.
Looking at the several 8s that her senior brother transferred to her, Meng Fu sighed.
Then he opened another app, flipped through his address book, and typed two sentences without rushing:
[Xia Xia, do you want to recruit new members? 】
Do you think I am suitable? 】
Meng Fu actually didn't want to hear about her senior brother's privacy.
Unfortunately, her hearing is too good.
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