Chapter 22 Did you feel wronged by riding in my car?
"Junior sister." Jin Shiyue looked at her calmly, his cold voice a little lazy.
Lian Li's eyelids trembled involuntarily.
He, the little junior sister, shouted as if he wanted to take away her money. It's alarming.
With their eyes facing each other, Jin Shiyue circled the rim of the celadon cup with two fingers. This was not the posture of a serious guest, but was too relaxed, creating a lazy and leisurely handsome look.
"Did you do this?" he asked casually.
"No. My aunt at home made it." Lian Li looked from the man's face to the food box and answered truthfully.
Jin Shiyue glanced obligingly and said nothing.
His posture was like that of the 'Second Uncle' who was putting on a show.
Lian Li paid attention to the old man and handed the plate with snacks to him, "The Daigo cheese cake is also good, would you like to try it?"
Jin Shiyue glanced at her.
The girl is wearing a matte blue shirt skirt. The color is not bright and eye-catching. The style is relatively loose. It is matched with a belt around the waist, which outlines a thin and slender waist.
Her fingers holding the dish were as smooth as porcelain, and her skin tone was better than snow, like jade without any impurities.
The ginkgo branches and leaves in the yard were fluttering in the wind, and the bony hands came close together with the breeze. The difference was that the wind drifted away, and the slender and shapely fingers picked up a biscuit and returned slowly.
Jin Shiyue put it into his mouth, ate it with a calm expression, and commented leisurely: "It's okay."
"Do what you can." Mr. Mei on the side said with a smile, "Xiao Li doesn't have to take care of him, just drink tea."
The celadon cup as thin as a cicada's wings contained tea. When she picked it up, the scent of tea instantly lingered in front of her nose.
Pei Qingji glanced at the Ru kiln pot and felt that it looked familiar: "A rare and good tea."
Mei Lao was holding a purple clay pot and pouring tea. He looked at Jin Shiyue and said with a smile, "This guy brought this tea over during the National Day."
"There is not much freshly picked Yuqian tea in the tea farm. There are more than a dozen processes left to pick and choose, and there is not much left." Jin Shiyue said, "I got three or five cans of tea, and the old lady kept one can. , the rest were given away.”
When Mrs. Jin was mentioned, Mr. Mei asked with concern: "How is your grandma's health?"
"She fell ill a few days ago and went to the hospital. After she came back, she worked on her translation work day and night. She was more energetic than young people."
Mrs. Jin was a translator in the 1960s and 1970s. After she retired, she was not idle and engaged in some text translation work.
The old lady wears a pair of reading glasses all year round, and her gray hair is all tied back. She has been in a high position for decades and has accumulated a lot of authority. Although her eyes are kind, she cannot hide her sharpness and majesty.
Zhong Yang said, why does the old lady always stare at me with a stern look, so that I dare not take a big breath in front of her, and all my movements are cautious.
Pei Qingji said: "The old lady has been exporting over the years. I can often see her translated books in the United States."
Mr. Mei also said: "It's not unreasonable for your grandma to be called the desperate Sanniang when she was young."
Jin Shiyue smiled incredulously.
Lian Li listened quietly, silent most of the time, and only responded a few words when she was mentioned.
There was no limit to the content of their chat, ranging from irrelevant household chores, to the Zhong family's garden applying for key cultural relic protection and not being open to the public; to the Pei family opening a new Jingfu restaurant, to the Shen family's downfall, losing power like a towering building turning into sand.
Lian Li was going to the Wengang Orchestra in the afternoon. It was almost time, so she stood up, the wind blew through her skirt, and said goodbye to them:
"Then I'll leave first."
Mrs. Mei nodded and asked Secretary Nie to send her out: "Come and play again when you have time."
Lian Li nodded.
In the chess pavilion, there are three masters and apprentices left. Jin Shiyue looked away casually, calmed down his arrogant temper, and asked Mr. Mei:
"There are so many people trying to persuade you about demolition, but you don't agree. Why do you just listen to a little girl when they are rejected?"
Pei Qingji was stunned when he heard this. He heard that Jin Yanting solved the demolition problem in the Beitang Lane area, and thought it was Mr. Mei who was persuaded by Jin Yanting.
After all, Jin Yanting is low-key, calm and modest, and Mr. Mei is very satisfied and likes him.
Mr. Mei took a sip of tea, put one hand in front of his knees, and said calmly: "She is a student of Hui'er."
Lu Hui'er is a student of Mei Lao, and Lian Li is a student of Lu Hui'er.
Jin Shiyue leaned back, looking leisurely and contented.
"You will not lower your requirements just because you are related to us."
Mr. Mei also understood his student. At first glance, he seemed to be undisciplined and not very distracted, but in fact he was as clear-minded as a mirror.
"Then why did you accuse me?" Mei Ling turned into a stern teacher and asked.
Pei Qingji glanced at Jin Shiyue, who looked at Mr. Mei without changing his expression, and answered with ease: "Lian Li, this person."
Mr. Mei has always refused to accept soft or hard advice, and he does not recognize his relatives. Neither power nor interests can make him retreat. There is only one thing that can move him:
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people.
Mr. Mei's solemn expression relaxed, and his voice was heavy: "You got the answer right."
"She is a stock that will always go up." Mr. Mei said, "Maybe the trend line is not obvious now, but I believe it will bring unimaginable benefits in the future."
Hearing this, Jin Shiyue raised his eyebrows lightly, revealing a cynical willfulness.
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The sun is blazing in the sky, and the sunlight shines on the green shades and ivy on the red walls of the courtyard, illuminating the light moss marks on the stone steps.
Lian Li stood in the shade, chatting with Secretary Nie while waiting for the car.
"Xiao Li, this area is hosting dignitaries today. Several roads have been closed and security is strictly enforced. The car will have to wait for a while." Secretary Nie answered the phone and told Lian Li.
Lian Li agreed: "Uncle Nie, if you have something to do, go ahead and do it."
The little girl was very observant and realized that Secretary Nie really had something to deal with first. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard movement behind him.
Looking back, I found Jin Shiyue and Pei Qingji coming out. They were tall, had long legs, and took long steps. They arrived in front of them in a short while.
Jin Shiyue walked in a relaxed and leisurely manner, holding a suit jacket in his hand. When he saw Lian Li, he lazily called her: "Where is the sentry? Just wait when they ask you to wait. Have you paid?"
Lian Li: "..."
Just you can talk.
Pei Qingji looked at Lian Li and then at Secretary Nie, who looked helpless:
"Control is being carried out outside. The old gentleman's car has not come back from picking up guests, and other cars cannot get in for the time being."
Pei Qingji lowered her eyes and glanced at the time on her watch, and said, "Our old man is waiting for me." He raised his head again and said to Jin Shiyue, "You happen to be free, so why don't you see my junior sister off on the way?"
Lian Li's intuition told her that staying with Jin Shiyue would affect her wealth.
"No, I'm not..." Very anxious.
Before Lian Li could finish her words of rejection, Jin Shiyue lowered his eyes and glanced at her: "What, did you feel wronged by taking my car?"
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