Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

In the past, the tribute tea in the palace was less than a hundred jin a year, and it was only ten jin when distributed to her house.

Grandma likes to drink more and can divide it more. If it is distributed to her, it will cost one or two catties. After she finishes drinking, she will have no face and skin to rub with her grandmother. Grandma often laughed and scolded her for not wanting to drink a Xinyang hairy face.

But grandmother wouldn't sting at her. Grandmother often said that girls just have to have seen the essence before they will not be harmed by the chaff.

Just like the night before, if the first thing she met was Yan Yu, how could she fall in love with a scum like Han Xingyuan.

On face value, it is not a grade.

"Miss Ye is a person who understands tea. Our Xinyang Maojian uses treasures, all of which are single buds, which are almost unavailable on the market today. Only with a good tea artist can we make such a taste."

Ye Luo put down the tea cup and laughed: "Tea is good tea, and the brewing tea is also good, but this water affects the taste a bit. If you use Xinyang local Longtan spring water, it would be better."

manager:"……"

This is really Shao Yan sent to toss their aunt.

Hanlin Pavilion has always been a place loved by the upper class. It pays attention to elegant and delicious, so they are naturally very particular about the things they use. They say that the water for making tea is also the Longtan spring water.

But... the grandmother said to use the local Longtan spring water in Xinyang.

You are a particular ancestor, you are afraid that you are an ancient princess.

The manager looked at Yan Yu with a black line, and the latter only said two words: "Go get it."

Ye Luo's heart trembled, she... said something wrong again.

"No, it's already delicious, I just talk about it casually."

The manager feels bitter, Xiao Gongju, you just want to run to death in the legs of us people.

If it was someone else, he could use 10,000 reasons to refuse, but it was Yan Shao, Yan Shao of the Yan family.

He still doesn't want to die!

"I want to drink." Yan Yu blocked Ye Luo's mouth with three words.

If you want to drink, what can I say...

I can only blame myself for talking.

She was really not showing off, she just wanted to give the manager a very good suggestion, and forgot that there was a Shao Yan who was not going to get anything sitting here.

What else can the manager say? Shao Yan wants to drink, even if he goes to the moon, he has to get it for him.

Drive the helicopter to fetch the water.

After the manager left, Yan Yu asked people to take the tea down.

Yan Yu propped his chin with one hand and looked at Ye Luo and said, "While waiting for tea, let's talk about my warehouse of cigarettes."

Ye Luo's face twitched, he came, and finally came.

She bit her scalp and said: "That...smoke may be a little difficult..."

"Why? Do you want to go wrong? Don't think you can go wrong without signing the agreement." Yan Yu's face immediately became unsightly.

Ye Luo chuckled: "I don't dare to rely on you for anyone, that... let's discuss if we can have a little less cigarette.

"You don't have a lot of money, why don't you even want to give it to a warehouse of cigarettes? This young master can't even shout."

The meaning of these words is very obvious, I am such a big Yan Shao to do things for you, and you dare not fulfill the promise you made, probably because you don't want to live anymore.

"It's not that I'm not unwilling to give it, but I can't buy a warehouse for that cigarette." Ye Fu said honestly.

"How about your 30% of Yesheng Group? Reluctant to sell?"

"It's not that I don't want to sell, but I can't buy the cigarettes you want. They only sell 4,000 boxes a year, and they can't buy them even if they have money."