Near the core business district of Yuncheng, there is an elegant Jiangnan courtyard. This is a private restaurant, which has the aloofness of being hidden in the city.
In front of the quaint gate of the small courtyard, Wen Baijing looked humble, and beside him stood an energetic old man.
"Bai Jing, don't let your guard down when you have dinner with Uncle Li today." Wen Xin said.
"Grandpa, I know!" Wen Baijing forced a smile.
He stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door, turned his hand to hold Wen Xin's hand, and the grandfather and grandson walked towards the courtyard.
"Mr. Wen, you are here! This way please." The woman in cheongsam smiled and led the way.
Follow the winding bluestone road, pass through the bamboo forest with winding paths, and arrive at the elegant private room.
"Mr. Wen, please come in! This is the Zhuzhai Pavilion you booked."
Entering the Zhuzhai Pavilion, there are floor-to-ceiling glass windows to the east. Outside the window, the slender bamboo forest is dripping green, and not far away, a few trickles of water are flowing down from the rockery.
On the west side of the private room is a copy of Su Shi's "Bamboo and Stone Pictures of Xiaoxiang", and beside the wall is a tea table.
Wen Xin and Wen Baijing sat opposite each other at the tea table. The waiter brought a pot of Biluochun, "Mr. Wen, your guest will arrive at eight o'clock, right?"
"Well , you go and prepare first!" Wen Xin waved his hand.
Wen Baijing picked up the teapot and poured tea for his grandfather, "Grandpa, do you have anything to do with having dinner with Uncle Sun today?"
Wen Xin's eyes were bright and his voice was deep, "The younger generation will accompany the elders. We should have a meal, shouldn't we? It's always good to have more interactions with people in the same industry."
Wen Baijing paused, picked up the teacup, and sipped the tea calmly.
Li Fuqiang is engaged in knitting processing, and Wen Baijing is engaged in all categories of women's clothing. Although they are both in the clothing industry, they are basically incomparable.
What kind of medicine does the old man sell in his gourd? Fei brought him to dinner today. He had not had much contact with Li Fuqiang in the past few years, had no business contacts, and seldom moved around in private.
A soft breeze blows outside the window, the bamboo shadows are dancing, and the bamboo leaves rustle from time to time after touching each other.
After half a cup of tea, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in!"
The waiter opened the door and walked in. Li and his daughter.
Grandpa Wenxin stood up and said hello with a smile.
"Hello, old man!" Li Fuqiang held Wen Xin's hand with both hands.
"Hello grandpa!" Li Jiao, wearing a pink Chanel suit and carrying a white CF, greeted Wen Xin with a smile.
Wen Xin said happily, "Okay, okay, everything is okay. Jiaojiao is getting more and more beautiful!"
Li Jiao stepped forward and shook Wen Xin's clothes. Xiu, with a naughty smile, "Grandpa, is it true?"
"Of course it's true. We haven't seen her for a few years and she has become a big girl." Wen Xin patted Li Jiao's hand.
"Hello, Uncle Li!" Wen Baijing stepped forward to say hello..
"Okay! Bai Jing has become more and more stable in recent years." Li Fuqiang looked at Wen Baijing with satisfaction.
Wen Baijing's heart sank. Grandpa only said it was for dinner. This seems to be an excuse for industry exchanges...
"Hello, brother Bai Jing!" Li Jiao's eyes widened. Bright, face a little red.
"Well, hello." Wen Baijing said with a slight smile.
Li Jiao's face flashed with the shyness of a little girl, and she looked at him with burning eyes.
Wen Baijing looked at Li Jiao calmly with a smile. We haven't seen each other for many years, and we have grown up, but we can still feel familiarity in each other's speech, behavior and face.
Wen Xin signaled the waiter to start the meal, and the waiter quickly brought the dishes. He invited the Li family and his daughter to sit down, and they all sat at the dining table by the window.
Wen Xin sat in the main seat, with Li's father and daughter sitting on his right, and Wen Baijing on his left.
"Jiaojiao is now successful! She studied fashion design in Italy." Wen Xin said with a smile.
"Bai Jing is not bad now. Zhichu is developing very well!" Li Fuqiang looked at Wen Baijing and nodded from time to time.
Li Jiao smiled modestly and looked up at Wen Baijing opposite.
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When she was a child, the yellow-haired girl with snot on her sleeves grew up and became a big girl. But his personality hasn't changed, he still looks carefree.
When Wen Baijing saw Li Jiao, what impressed her most was her shiny sleeves and burnt yellow pigtails.
"Hey! We two adults just chatted, and the two children didn't talk." Wen Xin turned to look at Wen Baijing, "Weren't you and Jiaojiao very good when you were a child? Why do you stop talking when you grow up?"
Wen Baijing and Li Jiao were classmates in elementary school. The two families were not far away, and a group of children often played together. They were not in the same school since junior high school, and they understood the differences between men and women, so they gradually lost contact with each other. The Wen family and the Li family had no business dealings, so naturally they didn't move around much.
Wen Baijing put down the teacup, "Grandpa, don't keep asking me to talk, eat first!"
Wen Xin patted his thigh, "Oh! I'm so stupid. Come on, Fuqiang, Jiaojiao, you eat the vegetables.”
“This is the wild Eastern star spotted that was flown in this morning, come and try it!” Wen Xin hurriedly greeted Li and his daughter to eat the vegetables. .
The waiter took out the 1999 white wine of Lehua Winery (Colden-Charlemagne Grand Cru) from the wooden wine box.
"Bang!" The waiter opened the cork and poured the wine into the decanter.
The light amber white wine exudes a light and attractive color, with a vague smell of green apple floating in the air.
Wen Baijing stared at the wine in trance.
The old man has never urged marriage or mentioned a date.relative. Wen Baijing didn't expect what happened today.
Li Jiao looked at him intently, "Brother Bai Jing, where did your company's fashion designer graduate? The design is pretty good."
Wen Baijing put down his chopsticks, " Our company's designers are all from ordinary schools, not many famous ones."
Li Jiao held her chin, her eyes wide, and she could fit an egg in her mouth, "That's pretty impressive."
Wen Baijing smiled and said: "It's nothing. We take the civilian route, and the design concept is to be close to life."
Wen Xin and Li Fuqiang's eyes met, and they smiled slyly. Clink glasses to yourself.
Wen Baijing lowered his head and looked at his watch. It was nine o'clock and the meal was only half eaten. There is definitely no way to leave, and we can only hope that it will end soon.
The bamboo shadows swayed back and forth, reflected on the bluestone floor, sweeping the cold moonlight, and their shadows swayed on the glass.
The scene that was supposed to make people let go of impetuosity and cultivate their moral character made Wen Baijing inexplicably anxious. The shadow of the bamboo sweeps away, and the rustling sound of the intertwined bamboo leaves disturbs people.
"Come on, let's have a drink!" Wen Xin raised his glass and suggested, "It's been a long time, I want to get together more in the future."
"Okay!"
Li Fuqiang’s eyes rolled around and he smiled from ear to ear.
Several people smiled, raised glasses, and greeted each other politely. The wine glasses collided together crisply, and the sound waves shook Wen Baijing's ears. He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Brother Bai Jing is in a bad state! He only had two drinks, so he won't be drunk!" Li Jiao stuck out her tongue naughtily.
"He! Don't drink too much!" Wen Xin glanced at Wen Baijing coldly, and looked at Li Jiao with a smile, "Bai Jing probably didn't let go. You two will eat more in the future." Go out and play more, and you will get to know him as a drinker."
Wen Baijing was shocked by his grandfather's eyes, steeled himself, and smiled at the Li family.
"Uncle Li, I respect you. I have many things to ask you for in the future, so please don't hesitate to give me your advice!" Wen Baijing stood up, walked to Li Fuqiang, lowered his glass and clinked it with Li Fuqiang.
"What are you talking about? I may not know as much as you do. You and Jiaojiao can communicate more." Li Fuqiang wittily turned the topic to his daughter, "You young people have no generation gap. We are similar, it’s best to discuss and learn from each other!”
Wen Baijing smiled and nodded.
"You young people need to add it to WeChat! Get together more in the future! You can't always be busy with work, but also have to balance work and rest." Wen Xin also assisted, and he looked at it with a smile Wen Baijing.
Wen Baijing walked to Li Jiao and took out her mobile phone, "Let's add WeChat!"
Li Jiao's long phototherapy manicure was inlaid with diamonds, and she raised her fingers He slid open his phone and exchanged WeChat messages with Wen Baijing.
Looking at Li Jiao’s exaggerated manicure, Wen BaijingAll I could think of was her having a snot-filled nose.
At half past nine, Wen Baijing suppressed the time in his heart.
Ye Zhenzhen finally figured it out and was willing to resign. Her thoughts these days were not in vain. He should have been happy, but he felt a little flustered for no reason.
Maybe it’s because I’m used to seeing her every day. I don’t know why I have to be anxious for this moment today. It’s probably because I was caught up in the dinner party and couldn’t leave, so I was anxious.
Forget it! Once he's here, he'll be in peace, Ye Zhenzhen will wait for him, if it's later, just be later. There's no point in making grandpa angry over this little thing.