Shen Xiaoxiao asked Wenqin what happened, and rushed back overnight to pass the news to Chen Jinjun.
Chen Jinjun was looking at the account books sent by the shopkeepers years ago in front of the case. When he saw Shen Xiaoxiao hurried over, he closed the account book in his hand.
"What's wrong? Coming here so late?"
"Yang Qing wants to meet you at Fule Tea House the day after tomorrow."
Chen Jinjun frowned in confusion: "He told you that he wanted to see me?"
"He told Wenqin."
Shen Xiaoxiao told Chen Jinjun exactly the process described by Wen Qin.
Chen Jinjun tilted his head: "It's interesting. Have you been planning the ethanol building since it opened?"
She asked Shen Xiaoxiao: "Do you still remember that time in Lei's Theater?"
Shen Xiaoxiao nodded: "Cai Ying asked him to go to Marshal Huo to frame you for having an affair with Master Lei?"
"It seems that this Yang Qing is not very loyal to Cai Ying." Chen Jinjun rapped the table with his knuckles thoughtfully.
"From what I heard in his conversation with Wen Qin, it didn't seem like he was willing to work for Cai Ying."
Chen Jinjun raised his eyes and gave her a warning glance: "This person is very scheming. It is impossible to believe everything he says."
"Then we don't go?"
"Go! Why don't you go?" Chen Jinjun tapped the tabletop rhythmically and made a thumping sound.
"It's just that you can't go to the banquet alone like this. It's too dangerous. Ask Xu Sheng to go to Taiping Mountain Villa and ask Xu Fanming to bring some people with me."
"So... Marshal Huo would disagree if he knew it? What if he misunderstood something again..." Shen Xiaoxiao said hesitantly.
"Whatever he does," Chen Jinjun frowned in displeasure, "I have no quarrel with anyone, so naturally I am not afraid of slanted shadows."
Shen Xiaoxiao nodded and went out.
Chen Jinjun did not continue to look at the account book. She now had to think carefully about Yang Qing, what was his purpose? What kind of trick was he doing?
The next morning Xu Fanming was sitting in the shopkeepers' inn. As soon as he saw Chen Jinjun, he said to her: "What did Yang Qing say?"
When he asked, Zheng Wen, who had just recovered basic walking ability, looked over with a strange look on his face: "Yang Qing?"
"He asked Wenqin to tell me that we would meet at Fule Tea House tomorrow morning."
"Are you afraid of fraud?" Xu Fanming saw Chen Jinjun's worry.
Zheng Wen looked at Chen Jinjun in confusion: "What is this Yang Qing planning?"
Chen Jinjun signaled to Zheng Wen to be calm and told them everything about Yang Qing's reaction at Yuchun Tower yesterday.
"He is the tea frying master and the one who wrote this recipe." Zheng Wen said firmly.
"He doesn't seem to have any intention of loyalty to Cai Ying. Instead, he seems to be coerced." Xu Fanming also expressed his own opinion.
"That's why I went to meet him." Chen Jinjun's eyes flashed with calculation.
Xu Fanming nodded: "Okay, I will arrange manpower nearby. If anything goes wrong, evacuate immediately."
Chen Jinjun looked at Zheng Wen: "You will go tomorrow too."
"Me? They already recognize me. If I go now, will I be beaten out again?"
"Thinking too much," Chen Jinjun gave him a teasing look, "He invited me personally this time, so naturally he won't embarrass me."
Zheng Wen nodded. It happened that he also wanted to meet Yang Qing for a while.
After all, the person who can write this recipe must know tea very well.
Early the next morning, Chen Jinjun went out wearing a low-key commoner.
There was already a coachman waiting for her at the door. When she saw Chen Jinjun, she whispered: "The escort asked me to tell you that everything has been arranged around you. If something happens, just run out."
"What about others?" Chen Jinjun asked the driver while sitting in the car.
"The escort chief and Shopkeeper Zheng are waiting for you outside the teahouse."
"Okay, let's go."
The morning sun in winter shone on Chen Jinjun's face. She looked at Fule Tea House getting closer and closer and pursed her lips.
"My boss." There were not many people on the street. Zheng Wen saw Chen Jinjun coming in a rickshaw at a glance and hurriedly got up and stepped forward.
Chen Jinjun and Xu Fanming looked at each other.
"Go in."
Chen Jinjun walked up the dozen or so steps in front of Fule Tea House.
As soon as I entered the door, I was immediately greeted by a waiter.
"Dong Chen, Shopkeeper Yang is waiting for you over there," he then looked at Zheng Wen and Xu Fanming with a troubled look on his face.
Chen Jinjun knew what he wanted to say, turned around and pointed at the two people behind him and said: "Please open a table for the two of you alone, and then take me to see your shopkeeper."
"This..." The waiter was a little hesitant. The shopkeeper had previously ordered that only Chen Jinjun be allowed in.
But now the other two people want to enter the teahouse as customers...
This is beyond his control.
"I'm going to ask our shopkeeper first." He turned around and ran inside, leaving Chen Jinjun and three others outside the door.
Yang Qing was making tea when he saw the child running over in a hurry and frowned impatiently.
"Dong Chen's family is here?"
"Here he is, and he brought two people with him."
Yang Qing poured out the boiled water in the tea set: "Didn't I tell you to bring Dong Chen's family in?"
"But the other two people also want to enter the teahouse."
"Tsk," Yang Qing's displeasure was written directly on his face, "Dong Chen's and I are in this corner, wouldn't you arrange the other two farther away?"
The waiter looked like he was in a dream and then woke up: "Just go and do it, little one."
Xu Fanming and Zheng Wen were placed in the corners inside.
Chen Jinjun was led by Xiao'er to the table where Yang Qing was.
This is a corner by the window. Through the window, you can still see the pedestrians coming and going outside.
"Boss Yang." Chen Jinjun stood aside and looked at Yang Qing condescendingly.
Yang Qing had already seen Chen Jinjun, and then he raised his head: "Dong Chen's family is here? Sit down quickly."
Chen Jinjun took the opportunity to sit opposite him.
"Boss Yang is very calculating." Her voice contained no emotion, as if she was just stating a fact.
Yang Qing was dumbfounded, shook his head and said, "It's not about calculation, I just want to give myself an explanation."
Chen Jinjun did not answer, but quietly watched Yang Qing making tea.
"Does Mr. Chen know tea?" He raised his head and glanced at Chen Jinjun.
"I don't understand." Chen Jinjun looked like he was indifferent.
"I think I know a lot about tea." Yang Qing didn't care about her cold reaction and said to himself.
"I have been an apprentice in a tea frying workshop since I was fourteen, and it has been nearly thirty years now."
As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea for Chen Jinjun: "There is a good saying, it's called a fleeting moment."
Yang Qing raised his head and smiled, and Chen Jinjun seemed to see a free and easy but elegant scholar.
"I can't go back," Yang Qing let out a long sigh and took a sip of tea.
Chen Jinjun politely picked up the tea cup and smelled it lightly, but did not drink a drop.
Yang Qing noticed it and asked her: "Why, it doesn't suit my employer's taste?"
Chen Jinjun put down his tea cup and shook his head: "No."
"Then why don't you drink it, boss?"
Chen Jinjun sat there and looked at him calmly: "I'm here to discuss things with Boss Yang."
She said the word "talk about things" very hard, and the emotionless look in her eyes made Yang Qing feel a little hairy.