General, take it easy

Lan Yunze took the teacup, first smelled the fragrance, then tasted it, and could not help admiring in a low voice: "The West Lake Dragon Well tea before the Ching Ming Festival has a fresh and clear fragrance, a fresh and mellow taste, and a light green color. It is a great honor to have such a good tea from Mr.

Lan Yunze's tea tasting movements were not only standard but also elegant.

If you wear a wide-sleeved robe, you will look like an ancient man.

Appreciation flashed in the eyes of the old man. It is not easy for young people today to calm down and drink tea.

Lan Yunze could tell the origin and time of the tea with just one sip.

It seems that he is also a master of the middle school, and it is definitely not to please him, just to talk about it.

"Good! Unexpectedly, you have studied the tea ceremony at such a young age, which really suits my old man's appetite. Can you play Go?"

"Old man, that's great. The juniors of Go know a thing or two."

In his previous life, Lan Yunze was also a big drinker and a big eater of meat.

But after all, he is a child of an aristocratic family, so things like poetry, books and tea are naturally easy to grasp.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, archery and bow horse, all of them are proficient in everything, and they are all proficient in everything.

For the children of the aristocratic family, these are basically compulsory courses, just like the children of today must have mathematics, English and Chinese.

Lan Yunze played a few more games of chess with the old man, and Lan Yunze didn't deliberately give in. He won or lost a few games of chess, each depending on his ability.

Seeing that it was already afternoon, Lan Yunze was even more confused about the purpose of his trip.

Could it be that the boss is so free now, if this old gentleman really wants to drink tea and play chess, he can find a junior at random, and the other party must come here happily.

After another game of chess was played, Lan Yunze stood up respectfully, saluted slightly, and asked, "May I ask the old man, what is the reason for calling this junior here?"

The old man stroked his all-white beard and laughed.

The reason why he drank tea and played chess with Lan Yunze just now was also to observe the other party's character.

Seeing that this child has a clear mind but rarely has a pure heart, he is relieved.

"My old man doesn't turn corners. I asked you to come here this time because I want you to set aside a separate time to re-teach the elementary inner strength and mental methods. We are responsible for the channels and equipment."

Lan Yunze blinked his eyes, thinking of the other party's identity, his thoughts turned, and then he understood, and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask the old man, who is the object of this professor?"

The old gentleman smiled and nodded, but did not say anything.

This matter is also classified as a secret, the old man naturally cannot tell Lan Yunze which department the subject of the professor is.

Even though he guessed the truth, Lan Yunze couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise, and subconsciously asked: "Then...then old man, can I still live broadcast on the original platform?"

"Of course, you can rest assured, as long as you spare two hours a day on days when you don't have a game, you can live broadcast. The military region will equip you with a special military channel, and you will be paid 3W for each live broadcast."

Lan Yunze's eyes lit up when he heard the words, 3 live broadcasts per day, 90 a month, and millions a year.

Hahaha, Lan Yunze seemed to see countless red tickets holding hands and running towards him.

And to have this kind of relationship, the military also owes him a favor, which may be of great use in the future.

In order to increase his bargaining chips, Lan Yunze deliberately concealed some extremely lethal foreign skills.

The eyes of the old man stared at him.

Naturally, Lan Yunze readily agreed, and promised to teach some practical foreigner kung fu for those who are interested to learn.

The two hit it off immediately, and before leaving, the old man even gave Lan Yunze a bag of tea to drink slowly.

Holding the tea leaves in his arms, Lan Yunze happily sat in the driver's car and returned to the hotel.

His footsteps were brisk, and he even hummed a little song.

Just as I walked to the front desk of the hotel, the hotel lobby manager ran over quickly and said in a low voice, "Hello, there is a Mr. Lan who came to you this morning. I have been waiting for several hours in the coffee shop."

Lan Yunze frowned slightly upon hearing this.

The surname is Lan... Could it be...