Ling Ruojing is the typical kind of person who is unreasonable and obedient when taking advantage of others: "What's wrong? Madam, don't you have anything to say?"

Yuan Wense was too lazy to pay attention to her. He gently raised the tea cup, blew on it, and tasted it leisurely: "I grew up in the north, so I am not that familiar with the varieties of tea in the south, but this tea is light and fragrant, which is quite good.

Delicious."

General Hu's wife said tremblingly: "That's Huangshan Maofeng, this year's new tea. But if you taste it in March, the tea before the rain will be more frivolous and mellow."

"Oh, that's it! I have been to Guangzhou, and the people who drink Kung Fu tea there mostly use black tea, such as Keemun black tea or Tieguanyin. You can add sugar, milk, honey and juice, which is more suitable for women to drink."

Another lady joined the chat group and said, "It is difficult to drink black tea here because there is nothing sold locally. You need to bring it back from other places. Green tea is mostly available locally."

The momentum that Ling Ruojing had just created was melted away all of a sudden. She always tried to do everything in one go and then failed again and again. Ling Ruojing organized strong attacks five times and three times today, but her progress was cut off by the original text. She was very angry. Originally, Ling Ruojing organized a strong attack.

She did not take this 15-year-old girl seriously. Her own experience

You can easily crush the opponent, bring your own orderlies, and carry powerful armed forces. The sudden outbreak will make these women helpless. Then they can play with her however they want! Now she realizes that she may have made a mistake.

, the opponent may be a powerful enemy that she has never seen in her life.

Rhythm exists in any industry, especially when two parties are talking. If you always interrupt the other party's sense of rhythm, you will put the other party in a disturbed and uncomfortable mood, and even make the other party act anxiously.

Things that go against your own conscience and are irrational.

Ling Ruojing felt very annoyed now. The orderly clearly showed off the gun on the waist of his civilian clothes. Although he hadn't drawn the gun yet, his momentum was already coming out. Shouldn't these women shrink their necks like quails and listen to her orders? Whatever she said

What? Why are you chatting by yourself? It’s like being in a vegetable market, and you’re having a lot of fun chatting.

Aren’t these women afraid of death?

This is the power of leadership!

Yuan Wense used her leisurely and contented attitude to completely resist and counteract the opponent's strength. Her calmness and calmness gave her a strong sense of security, which made everyone around her feel more at ease.

But if it turns out that Yuan Wense is not as strong as her appearance, these women will eventually abandon her and succumb to the other party's strength again.

Ling Ruojing interrupted rudely: "Now, all the major newspapers across the country are talking about one thing, saying that you are a vixen. I don't know whether it is true or not."

Yuan Wense raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If a woman like me, who even a man can't understand, can turn into a vixen, then there are too many vixens in the world!"

"A man? Don't be too modest. With a face as stunning as yours, how can only one man like you?"
Chapter completed!