Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

Cui Qiyan's knowing look made Lu Siheng very unhappy.

Lu Siheng turned to Dong Jialin and asked, "Is he the one you are waiting for?"

Dong Jialin felt guilty for some reason, "It's... it's the invitation I sent to Mr. Lu."

"Why did you invite him here?" Lu Siheng didn't know when the relationship between the two reached this point.

"What does Mr. Lu mean by this? Why can't Cui come?" Cui Qiyan lowered his eyes and asked.

Dong Jialin saw that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and quickly said: "Brother Lu, Master Cui, it is my honor for you two to come. There is a private room upstairs, I will take you there right away."

Upon hearing this, Cui Qiyan and Lu Siheng both withdrew their gazes from each other and followed Dong Jialin upstairs.

The door to the private room was pushed open, and the three people in the room looked up. When they saw Cui Qiyan and Lu Siheng coming in together, they all looked a little surprised.

Dong Jiabao took the lead and stood up to say hello, "Master Lu, Master Cui, you are here."

"Brother Dong, there is no need to be so polite. I am here today as a friend of Jia Lin. Just call me Zixiu." Lu Siheng said pleasantly.

"You're welcome." Cui Qiyan said immediately, but he saved the previous words.

The smile on Lu Siheng's face stopped and he turned to glare at him. Why didn't I realize before that Prince Dingguo was still such a man who knew how to use every opportunity? He would just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor, and treat others as fools by co-authoring it?

Cui Qiyan looked straight ahead, as if he didn't notice anything strange about him.

This made Lu Siheng even more angry.

Dong Jialin spoke up at the right time: "Everyone is here, please take a seat."

Lu Siheng ignored his anger when he heard this and quickly turned his head to look at the three remaining empty seats. There are two on the side, one is close to Dong Jiafu and the other is close to Feng Jiyuan.

Of course he chose the one next to Dong Jiafu.

He was not the only one who had the same idea. The moment he stepped out, Cui Qiyan also moved.

The two people were aiming in the same direction and collided unexpectedly.

"Hiss—" Lu Siheng, who hit his shoulder, frowned and said to Cui Qiyan, "What is Prince Cui doing?"

"I still want to ask Mr. Lu about this," Cui Qiyan said without giving in at all, "Didn't you hear Mr. Dong say take a seat?"

"Prince Cui, why should you sacrifice the near for the distant?" Lu Siheng pointed to the empty seat in the middle that was closer to the two of them, "Please—"

"It's better to leave this seat to Mr. Lu."

The two of them were competing fiercely, and Feng Jiyuan silently looked at Dong Jiafu opposite him, only to see her eyes lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Feng Jiyuan regretted his decision at this moment. He was the one who arrived first. If he didn't have so many scruples and was braver, sitting next to Afu, it would never be their turn to fight here.

At this time, Dong Jiafu suddenly raised his eyes and called Dong Jialin, "Second brother——"

Dong Jialin reacted immediately, bypassed the two people who were unwilling to give in, sat down on the seat they were bound to get, and then said nonchalantly: "Brother Lu, Master Cui, please sit down quickly."

Seeing him sit down, Lu Siheng felt a little more balanced, as long as Cui Qiyan didn't succeed. So he relieved half of his body strength and stepped to the middle seat.

"Since Crown Prince Cui said this is for me, I won't be polite."

Cui Qiyan nodded and had no choice but to sit next to Feng Jiyuan.

Dong Jialin put his fist to his lips and coughed, "This is our tea house's unique tea. What do you think it tastes like?"

"We tasted it before you came in. It tastes good." Feng Jiyuan replied.

Lu Siheng and Cui Qiyan picked up tea cups one after another.

When the tea entered his mouth, there was a refreshing aroma. The familiar taste made Cui Qiyan slightly absent-minded.

"This is..." Lu Siheng took a sip, stared at the crystal clear tea in the teacup, and said in disbelief, "Why does this taste like what Miss Jia...Dong brewed?"

Dong Jialin smiled heartily and said, "Brother Lu is right. The method of brewing this tea was taught by Afu."

"No wonder." Lu Siheng glanced at Dong Jiafu quietly, then lowered his head and took a sip.

"With Afu's method, the teahouse will be different from other teahouses in Beijing." Dong Jialin said enthusiastically.

Feng Jiyuan followed: "Indeed, when I drank the tea made by Afu before, I felt that it had a unique taste. If her method is used in the teahouse, many people will definitely like it, and there is no need to worry about the teahouse's business."

Dong Jiafu smiled and shook his head, "You are not as good as what you said. The tea house's business mainly depends on the management of the second brother and the skills of those tea doctors. I just gave some suggestions."

While they were talking, the voice of the storyteller came from downstairs.

"As soon as the wood wakes up, the story begins. Dear guests here, please drink your tea and listen to your ears. It is said that a white-haired and child-like female devil appeared in the rivers and lakes, and she singled out five highly respected sect leaders in one go. , causing five prestigious sects to lose face. The leader of the martial arts alliance issued a hero post, summoning heroes from all walks of life to discuss the crusade against the female devil..."

"It's begun." Dong Jialin stood up and went to open the window. From here, he could clearly see the storyteller below.

I saw the storyteller dressed in Tsing Yi sitting in front of the table, his eyebrows dancing and his tongue full of lotus fragrance. He made the listeners intoxicated with just one mouth. In a few words, people were brought into his story and followed him up and down.

Lu Siheng also listened with great interest for a while, then stood up and walked to Dong Jialin, patted his shoulder and said, "It seems to have a good effect. It is well told and the story is well chosen."

"Of course, this is..." Dong Jialin almost let it slip. Ah Fu said that the story of the storybook should be kept a secret, and it was best not to let too many people know.

"But what?" Lu Siheng asked.

Dong Jialin hurriedly changed his mind, "This is the best-selling storybook in my bookstore. It will definitely attract a lot of people."

Lu Siheng quickly figured out the key, "Okay, boy, with this trick you can not only retain the customers who come to the teahouse, but also boost the business of the bookshop, killing two birds with one stone."

Dong Jialin chuckled, "Brother Lu is still smart and hit the nail on the head."

Feng Jiyuan knew the inside story. When he saw Afu writing scripts and advising Jia Lin later, neither Lu Siheng nor Cui Qiyan knew about it, and he suddenly felt more confident.

No matter what they thought about Afu, his relationship with Afu was always different. After all, they had known each other since childhood, and Afu still trusted him more.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiyuan felt at ease in his heart. He picked up the tea cup and greeted Cui Qiyan beside him, "Master Cui, please."

Cui Qiyan was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Master Feng, please."

The few people listened to the storyteller's story, drank tea, and were speechless for a while.

It wasn't until the storyteller finished speaking and stopped for a moment to rest that Dong Jiabao stood up and said, "Master Cui, Master Lu, I want to go ahead. You two have come here specially to sit down for a while."

Dong Jiabao still addressed the two of them politely.

"Brother, let me see you off." Dong Jialin came from the window. The eldest brother stayed for a while and then left. This was agreed before coming.

Dong Jiabao stopped him, "There are still guests here, so don't come out."

"Brother, I'll give it to you." Dong Jiafu said.

Dong Jiabao thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay."

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