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Chapter 167 Song Zhong No. 1

Hearing the screams, Uncle Ming quickly let go of his hand, and a domineering aura disappeared from Xu Zhen in an instant.

Xu Zhen's face was as pale as if he had been electrocuted: "Uncle Ming, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, after Uncle Ming could no longer feel the inexplicably huge aura, he finally calmed down.Because his actions were a little out of control just now, he was also a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Xu Zhen, just now... I thought you were also a master of inner strength, so I put in a little more effort to probe your body Bottom. Oh, by the way, are you all right?"

Xu Zhen looked down at her bruised wrist, gritted her teeth and said, "I...I'm fine."

It was the first time that he was probed by a master of inner strength, so it's no wonder that he was fine.This feeling is like a weak sheep being bullied by a rough elephant.After one incident, gain one wisdom.It seems that the Taixuan Tingxin Pill delivered by this system really cannot be used for all occasions.It is right to always remember one sentence: there are mountains outside the mountains, and demons outside the people.

"Xu Zhen, you'll be fine if you relax mentally."

Uncle Ming said, and then quickly rubbed Xu Zhen's wrist back and forth a few times with a technique invisible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the bruises on the wrists were gone.

Fuck, it's so amazing!
"........."

Xu Zhen was almost dumbfounded.

At this moment, not only was there no bruise on his wrist, but even most of the pain disappeared.

Seeing that his wrist recovered quickly, Uncle Ming knew that he was indeed a rookie, so he asked with a smile: "Young man, you really have no history of inner strength cultivation? But why did I feel so weak when I shook hands with you just now? What about something different?"

Xu Zhen scratched his head with lowered IQ: "Uncle Ming, it can't be said that I don't have any foundation in cultivation. In the past, when I was bored, I also watched a few "Wudang Baduanjin" on station B Later, the more I learned, the more interested I became, so I persisted. Oh yes, my memory improvement may also have something to do with my learning "Wudang Baduanjin."

Uncle Ming nodded thoughtfully, and there was more praise in his eyes: "Yes, at such a young age, it is indeed not easy to appreciate the beauty of cultivation from the most basic "Wudang Baduanjin" .Although "Wudang Baduanjin" is a set of exercises for the general public, if you can persist in practicing every day, you will gain a lot. In addition to your talent, you may have a higher level of comprehension."

"Thank you, Uncle Ming, for your compliment, and I will learn more from you in the future!"

"Well, I misunderstood you just now, I apologize to you, let's continue the meeting."

Uncle Ming nodded, and then sat in the chairman's seat.

In the conference hall, it suddenly fell silent.

After Uncle Ming took his seat, he first listened to the introductions of several department leaders about their annual situation, and then asked Hu Jun and Li Kuihai to make concluding speeches.

Listening and listening, Uncle Ming is also a little thirsty.

However, he didn't feel anything about the mineral water on the desk.

Hu Jun looked at it, and then called Lin Sisi.

A moment later, Lin Sisi brought a cup of steaming hot Phoenix Dancong from outside, and handed it to Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming loves tea all over his body, especially Chaozhou Dancong.He concentrated, smelled the tea with his nose lightly, immediately looked at Hu Jun next to him with bright eyes, and then nodded with five stars of satisfaction: "Hu Jun, our entire Baolong Group Inside, you are the only one who can talk about style. If I guess correctly, the tea in this cup should be Chaozhou Fenghuang Dancong Songzhong No. 1, right?"

Hu Jun nodded: "As long as Uncle Ming likes it, I still have two taels over there. Let Sisi put it in your car and drink it slowly later."

Uncle Ming was overjoyed: "Wow, then thank you, Mr. Hu!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Guo Qilin, who was sitting next to Xu Zhen, never drank tea, and he had no research on tea. He turned to Xu Zhen and asked, "Hey, I've heard of Dahongpao, West Lake Longjing, Dayi Pu'er, Sichuan Tibetan tea... ...Could it be that this Fenghuang Dancong in Chaoshan can be regarded as the best tea? You can see that Uncle Ming is very happy."

Frankly speaking, Xu Zhen really doesn't know much about some expensive luxury goods.Especially the bird's nest that I drank two days ago, I still feel that I haven't digested it yet.But since having the Tianquan memory technique, Xu Zhen's knowledge has improved by leaps and bounds.Regarding the knowledge of rare tea, he just read a popular science post recently when he was bored, but he accidentally wrote it all down.

There is no way, I have never drunk good tea, so I can only learn and sell it now.

Xu Zhen smiled: "Brother Qilin, of course this Chaozhou Fenghuang Dancong is also Chinese tea, but people in the South China area drink more. Just now, the Songzhong No. 1 mentioned by Uncle Ming is said to have an annual output of two It is the oldest tea tree in Fenghuang Tea Area, with a history of more than 600 years."

Guo Qilin is a straight man of science. He has no interest in history, and he is even less interested in the history of tea trees. He directly asked: "Then, is this Fenghuang Dancong Songzhong No. 1 expensive?"

Xu Zhen: "If you produce 2 catties a year, it's not a matter of whether it's expensive or not. It's just that even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it."

Guo Qilin: "Don't go around the bush, just tell me how much you want per catty."

Xu Zhen: "In the past few years, the authentic Songzhong No. 1 is said to be very commercially hyped. If it is calculated by the catty, it will cost 50 catties anyway, so it may not be possible to buy it."

Guo Qilin: "..."

He thought to himself: 50 a catty, two taels is... 10?
10 tea leaves, is this a bribe?

President Hu knew what Guo Qilin was thinking, so he gave him a blank look: "Guo Qilin, what are you thinking?"

Guo Qilin: "Oh, no, I didn't think about anything."

President Hu: "Uncle Ming finally came to the company, I let him drink some good tea, shouldn't I?"

Guo Qilin: "Should, should, should be!"

Uncle Ming also smiled: "I am not good at smoking and drinking all my life, so I only like to drink some good tea. Hey, every time I come to the headquarters of Baolong Group, only Hu Jun remembers my hobbies. But having said that , According to the company's regulations, I shouldn't drink such expensive tea. In Xu Lao's words, I should set a good example, be thrifty to cultivate virtue, and quiet to cultivate myself."

Hu Jun smiled: "Don't listen to Lao Guo, he's just a farmer. Last time I gave his wife a bottle of French perfume, I heard he took it as mouthwash."

When she said this, all the celebrities present laughed.

Guo Qilin was ashamed.

Uncle Ming also laughed, and after he finished laughing, he changed the subject: "I don't want the perfume. But today Hu Jun is going to give me two pairs of Cong Songzhong No. 1, and I will accept it happily. Why? Because, I have a big happy event to announce to everyone. Besides, this big happy event is about Hu Jun."

When Uncle Ming said this, everyone immediately fell silent.

Undoubtedly, everyone basically guessed what Uncle Ming meant by the "big happy event".

At that moment, all the big names of the Hu Jun family present were all radiant and energetic.

On the other hand, everyone in Li Kuihai's department had gloomy faces and bowed their heads in silence.

(End of this chapter)