Grim president high profile love: 101 marriage proposals

"Mr. Tang, shall we go to the office and have a chat?"

Just as Tang Junpei was thinking about it, a nice female voice rang in his ears.It was Ye Minghong who invited him to sit in the office.

"Okay." Tang Junpei, who was sitting on the ground, stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and walked to the school office with Ye Minghong.

Before leaving, Tang Junpei wanted to ask Xu Zihui to go with him, but he saw Xu Zihui playing with the children, looking very "hi", so he didn't bother her.

Ye Minghong's office is very simple, with an old-fashioned wooden sofa, behind a large desk, there is a row of bookcases, and stacks of books are placed in the bookcases.

On the desk, there is a special big crystal ball. If you look carefully, there are smiling faces of children on the crystal ball.

This is really a special crystal ball. This is the first time Tang Junpei has seen such a crystal ball. He couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

"Mr. Tang, the photos in this crystal ball are all the smiling faces of the school children. This was done for us by a caring person. Seeing that I like these children so much, he put all the photos of the children in the crystal ball went."

"It's so realistic, and the craftsmanship is good."

"Yeah, whenever I sit at my desk, I will spin the crystal ball gently to appreciate the smiling faces of the children. With these smiling faces, I feel that no matter how hard I work, it is worth it."

While introducing, Ye Minghong carefully made tea on the coffee table.

For all the distinguished guests who come to the school, Ye Minghong will make tea for them personally.Ye Minghong believes that it is not sincere to give guests tea from disposable cups, no matter how expensive the tea is.

Qizhi School is a public welfare organization. If it wants money, it doesn't have money, and if it wants power, it doesn't have power. To greet guests, you can only rely on your sincere heart.

Ye Minghong first boiled the water, poured the boiling water into a large tea tray, and cleaned the teapot and cup.

Then, she puts the tea leaves into the teapot, pours boiling water directly into the teapot from a high place, so that the boiling water hits the tea leaves vigorously, and then carefully scrapes off the foam that overflows the top of the pot.

Rinse the cup again with tea water.

After flushing again, the steaming tea was poured back and forth into the cup like "Guan Gong patrolling the city" and "Han Xin ordering soldiers". The tea in the cup was uniform in color, yellow and orange, very attractive.

Ye Minghong pinched both ends of the cup with his thumb and two fingers, held the bottom of the cup with his middle finger, and gracefully picked up a cup of tea, and made a "please" gesture to Tang Junpei:

"Mr. Tang, please have some tea."

"Thank you!"

Tang Junpei has traveled far and wide, and has seen many people perform tea art. He also has a certain understanding of some technical terms of tea ceremony, such as oolong entering the palace, high mountains and flowing water, spring breeze blowing, rewashing the beauty, and Ruochen coming out of the bath.

But like Ye Minghong, who can complete the whole tea making process in such a short time, he still admires her very much.

"The tea is very fragrant. It seems that the tea is good. President Ye's tea art is even better!"

Tang Junpei also held the teacup with three fingers, smelled the aroma of the tea with his nose, and admired Ye Minghong's tea art from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang. Making tea is the same as cooking. You have to do it with your heart. Only when you do it with sincerity, can others taste the best taste when they enjoy it."

"It seems that President Ye is well versed in the way of being a human being. It is a blessing in life to be able to sit with you and drink tea!"

"Mr. Tang, you are too much for the children. It is their blessing from their previous life to have you."