Free Soldier King Mixed Country

What kind of woman it is with such charm, Xiao Yi wanted to see it this time, sitting on the sofa in the hall alone.

"Chairman Xiao, you come to my hotel without notifying me in advance, so I can arrange someone to receive you."

Xiao Yi lay on the sofa leisurely, half-squinting his eyes to rest. At this moment, someone walked up to him and said.

Opening his eyes, Xiao Yi saw the face of a middle-aged man, wearing a pair of gold glasses, a face with Chinese characters and a smile on his face.

"You should be Duan Zhisheng, the owner of the Wealthy Hotel. I'm just sitting here for a while, and Duan, boss, you can do your job."

Xiao Yi saw that this person's aura was not weak, and he was probably the owner of this magnificent hotel in such a place. Duan Zhisheng laughed.

"Chairman Xiao can be regarded as a rare visitor to me. If you don't mind, can I ask Mr. Xiao for a cup of tea?"

Looking at the time, it was half past eight in the evening, and there was still half an hour before that Yang Wei arrived here.

It's not in a hurry right now. Yang Wei can't escape today. Xiao Yi sat up, smiling now.

"Since it is the boss of Duan who said so, if I still refuse, it seems that I am a little bit ignorant to praise."

"Haha... Chairman Xiao joked. In front of you, I'm just a small boss. Chairman Xiao please please."

Xiao Yi got up and followed Duan Zhisheng, and the two went up the stairs. There is Duan Zhisheng's own room on the second floor.

This time, Xiao Yi was a guest of Wealthy Hotel. Xiao Yi didn't understand why this time, Duan Zhisheng was so enthusiastic about himself.

Duan Zhisheng's room, as the owner of the Wealthy Grand Hotel, had a simple layout inside that was unexpected. Pushing open the door, a screen stood in front of him.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the room. Duan Zhisheng made a request, and Xiao Yi walked around to the other side of the screen. Inside was a table of Eight Immortals.

The sandalwood table of the Eight Immortals has a unique smell. Around the table of the Eight Immortals, there are a few stools, and the four legs of the stool are carved with the patterns of the beasts.

On the table was a set of purple sand tea sets. The waiter in the room took the initiative to give Xiao Yi and Duan Zhisheng two stools, and Xiao Yi sat down.

"Boss Duan's own room is very elegant."

Xiao Yi saw some calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall in the room, and the signature below was Duan Zhisheng.

"Oh... you mean this, it's just a little hobby when I'm bored, I can't get on the lobby."

"Boss Duan is a bit different. Other bosses are potbellied and indulge in drinking every day. You are among the best in this group."

"If you say that, Xiao Yi is the strangest one. Although you are the chairman of the Tamron Group, you can't see the breath of the chairman."

In the same way, Duan Zhisheng was here to say the same to Xiao Yi now, and Xiao Yi smiled.

"To be honest, I really don't want to be the chairman. I stay in the office all day, and sooner or later I will suffocate."

"My thoughts are the same as you, Xiao Yi. People living in this world, life is the most important thing. There is no way to make money, and wine will only hollow out a person's body."

There was a big gap between Duan Zhisheng and the other bosses in their ideas. Xiao Yi sat aside, and after a while the waiter brought boiling hot water.

"Okay you go down first, I'll tell you if I have anything to do."

"Yes, boss."

The waitress had a nice face, but it was a pity that it was a waitress after all. Duan Zhisheng was holding a kettle now.

The boiling water is poured into the purple sand teapot, and the tea leaves in it are brewed by the boiling water, and the tea leaves are unfolded and exudes a refreshing tea fragrance.

For the first time, he dumped out some of them and added boiling water again. Duan Zhisheng was proficient in a lot of things. He knew all about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and tea ceremony.

As a big boss, he didn't go around looking for women, but was immersed in this way. It was really special, Duan Zhisheng said.

"The water here is taken from mountain spring water, and the tea is from your tea garden. I have a habit. You must use the freshest mountain spring water to make tea, so someone will come here to bring water."

"It's no wonder that you want to use this kind of porcelain for display, you are really interesting."

"Chairman Xiao seems to be a very easy-going person. This Chinese tea ceremony has a lot of charm and requires careful taste."

Duan Zhisheng held the teapot and two purple sand teacups, and poured some into them separately. He held up the teacups with both hands and signaled Xiao Yidao.

"Chairman Xiao..."

"In front of outsiders, people call me this, but in front of friends it is still used to call me Xiao Yi."

"It seems that you consider me a friend, so Xiao Yi invited it."

Xiao Yi didn't have so many polite rules. He drank his teacup in one fell swoop. While Duan Zhisheng was still savoring, Xiao Yi had already looked elsewhere.

I don't know if it is Xiao Yi's illusion or it is real. He always feels that there is a yin in this room, and at this time, there is a bit of chill.

"Disciple, this person has too heavy yin qi and weak yang qi, so he will feel this way. It seems that this is not a person who is waiting for a while."

"Master, do you mean that this person also knows how to practice?"

"I'm afraid this is the case, ordinary people will not have such symptoms, and listen to what he says."

Zixu reminded Xiao Yidao that ordinary people's bodies are balanced between yin and yang, and even if there is an imbalance, there will not be such a big gap.

If you don't understand the method of cultivation, this situation will definitely not happen. How can you not understand this truth if you are proficient in cultivation?

When he recovered, Xiao Yi looked at Duan Zhisheng in front of him, and this time he noticed that Duan Zhisheng's face was pale.

Duan Zhisheng's life and work, including when he speaks, is very smooth. With this ability, he can indeed sit in the position of the boss.

Xiao Yi was a little tired of talking about polite remarks, and continued to say that he felt hypocritical, and seemed to vomit.

"Boss Duan came here today not just for tea? I, Xiao Yi, is a person who likes to have fun. If there is anything, please tell me directly."

Xiao Yi was straightforward. The teapot held by Duan Zhisheng paused at this moment, but he still insisted, filling Xiao Yi's teacup.

"Xiao Yi, you are really a smart person. If you talk to you, then I don't want to be ambiguous. This time I asked you to come here. There is indeed something to ask for."

"Please? I don't seem to be able to help your boss? If it's borrowing money, I can think about it."

"Do you think I am someone who lacks money?"