Then, he shook his head suddenly.

Stop this idea...

He now doubts that his West Lake Longjing has some problems. Although the store owner has always said that he is the most authentic, Shen Lang always feels that this store is fooling him. Even if it is West Lake Longjing, it is definitely not a good West Lake Longjing.

This thing...

In the past, Shen Lang dared to give it to him, but now, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he dare not give it to him!

Isn’t this a cheating father?

When I think of this...

His brows became deeper and deeper.

Is this rebirth useless?

Others will have at least a system to reborn, and they will be filled with various talent skills. What are you doing?

Even if you have a gift system, would it be fine?

After thinking about it for a long time in the office, Shen Lang finally thought of someone!

Zhang Sheng!

right!

Uncle Zhang!

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"Oh, Uncle Zhang... I haven't seen you for a day, I feel that you are in high spirits today. This new dress is very suitable for you. It's just the same word, handsome! He is simply a handsome old man, and he is popular with all the aunts!"

"You're... 六, Maotai? Or two bottles? I've invested a lot today? Don't mention those low-quality liquors that cost fifteen yuan?"

"Cough, cough, Uncle Zhang... Isn't this? It's different from the past. I used to be tight, but now I'm a little wider..."

"I don't dare to accept your Moutai. I'll say anything."

"Hehe, can you go and talk to me?"

"Oh, it seems to be a big deal..."

afternoon.

Zhang Sheng was shocked when he saw Shen Lang coming with two bottles of Moutai.

Then he looked at Shen Lang with a smile and squinted his eyes.

Shen Lang basically won’t enter the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so it must be something difficult to come here.

I mentioned fifteen yuan of white wine, but now I carry thousands of Maotai...

This posture...

What trouble has this kid been in?

The two then walked through the corridor and came to the private room.

"Tell me..." Zhang Sheng smiled immediately after watching Shen Lang sit down and put down Maotai.

"Uncle Zhang...you know the authentic good tea, right?"

"What kind of tea are you going to ask..." Zhang Sheng narrowed his eyes.

"That's right, it's the kind of tea that gives people, it must be more expensive..."

"Dahongpao?"

"What is the price in Dahongpao?"

“Top?”

"Well...the top."

"Thirty thousand thousand per gram."

"How many?"

"Three hundred thousand per gram."

“…”

When Shen Lang heard this, his mind was buzzing.

"But don't think about it. You can't buy these on the market. Not to mention the former leaders, even the former leaders are reluctant to leave... The Dahongpao on the authentic mother tree is circulated between countries..." Zhang Sheng laughed and shook his head when he saw Shen Lang suddenly silence.

"What about the others?" Shen Lang asked subconsciously.

"Others, it depends on who you give to. For ordinary people, the authentic West Lake Longjing Tea is enough."

"Is authentic West Lake Longjing tea? Can I buy it now?"

"I can buy it...I have some here..."

"Oh, then... Uncle Zhang, can you sell it to me?"

"It's okay to sell it to you, but you have to tell me what kind of person you want to give?"

"It's just...it's considered giving away some elder-level figures."

"Do you want to use it at night?"

"Well...wait, how do you know?"

"Okay, okay, I'll get you three boxes. Don't mention these two bottles of Moutai, and give them to your future elders... In addition to these, let me tell you a few more words, bring some cigarettes to the elderly. Don't be too good, just China... If you feel that the package is not solid, prepare a few more sets of tea sets..." Zhang Sheng looked at Shen Lang and said with a smile.

“What kind of tea set?”

"Okay, okay, I have it here too..."

"Wait, Uncle Zhang, I can't take your stuff for nothing..."

"Oh, do you want to get it in vain? OK OK, I'll send you the bill back, okay... Is there anything else? If there is nothing else, let's leave early, I'm going to close the door."

"It's just what time it's closed now? No, Uncle Zhang, you're dressing, are you going on a blind date or going to the venue."

"I'm going to have a meal, too."

“Where to go?”

"Go to Qin's hometown..."

"Which old Qin?"

"What do you think? Aren't the things you prepared all going to Qin's hometown?"

"Ah? I..."

"Didn't you go to Mr. Qin? Are you going to Mr. Zhou's home?"

"This...well, I did go to Zhou Xiaoxi's house and talk about movies..."

“…”

Zhang Sheng looked at Shen Lang in surprise for a long time.

Then...

The expression gradually became weird.

Then, he shook his head again.

"It's okay to go to Zhou's house for dinner, but you have to come over to Qin's house, too..."

"ah?"

"What... won't hurt you! OK, OK, don't, just prepare double gifts!"

“…”

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Half an hour later.

Shen Lang walked out of the cafe awkwardly with a few boxes of tea.

I don’t know why, but suddenly I feel like I can’t tell you what I can’t tell.

After thinking about Zhang Sheng's serious expression, Shen Lang felt a little dizzy.

Is there something big happening in Qin’s hometown today?

Not just eating?

Just when Shen Lang was about to leave...

A Lamborghini parked next to Shen Lang.

The car window slowly shook down.

"Shen Lang..."

"Qin Yao?"
To be continued...