A Gorgeous Man Takes His Son to the City to Work 45

Chapter 45 p1

“I…” He Renyuan was speechless, “How am I being overly worried?”

He had already been touchy-feely with Bai Qingyu, what if he took it a step further and actually succeeded in his pursuit? Wouldn’t it be too late to consider this issue then?

“Because I haven’t used this reason to reject you.” Bai Qingyu looked at him, stupid.

If even immortals couldn’t spend their lives with their loved ones, could they still be called immortal couples?

He Renyuan was stunned, as if he had been blinded by a single leaf and wasn’t as smart as Bai Qingyu. If there was a lifespan difference, wouldn’t Bai Qingyu have used it to reject him long ago?

“Then, then what should I do?” He Renyuan lowered his head and asked devoutly. If it meant Bai Qingyu giving up part of his lifespan, then that wouldn’t do either. He would rather Bai Qingyu spend more time with Cha Bao.

Bai Qingyu, “You haven’t won me over, why should I tell you the tea deity’s secrets?”

He Renyuan: “…” Was it his illusion, or was Bai Qingyu urging him?

Bai Qingyu said deliberately, “I can erase my own memories, maybe I’ve been in love many times already. You’ve heard Old Man Deng’s story, severing emotional roots.”

These words had the effect of CPR after a crushed ribcage. He Renyuan’s dying heart was revived.

Stop talking, he didn’t want to hear it.

Bai Qingyu insisted on saying something He Renyuan didn’t want to hear, “You want to transfer me to another employer? Fine, I’ll agree.”

“Don’t go.” He Renyuan grabbed his hand. His brain short-circuited, he was guilty. Why couldn’t he just open a tea house for Bai Qingyu?

Bai Qingyu, “It’s too late.”

He Renyuan gritted his teeth, “I just want you to meet more people, to understand the diversity of tea lovers’ characters and motives. Even if you change jobs, you still have to come back here to live.”

Bai Qingyu, “Your behavior is diverse.”

This was clearly criticizing a certain believer for being hot and cold towards the beautiful tea deity.

He Renyuan, “I’m sorry.”

The young couple next to them was whispering. Young people, arguing over small things, the more they argued, the livelier it became.

When they returned to their seats, He Renyuan apologized, “Some family matters.”

Yu Jingtian didn’t care, you argue, you argue, I’ll drink this pot of Da Hong Pao by myself.

He Renyuan reached out to pour himself some, but found the teapot was empty. His wrist stiffened, and he withdrew his hand.

Yu Jingtian asked Bai Qingyu, “This pot of Da Hong Pao—”

Bai Qingyu said, “It’s actually only from a hundred-year-old tree, the flavor was enhanced during stir-frying.”

Yu Jingtian nodded. So that was it. Those mother trees weren’t easy to come by. This was the best Da Hong Pao he had had in recent years. It would be a pity not to recruit Bai Qingyu.

But he could also tell that it was only Bai Qingyu who was unwilling before. After the young couple’s argument, He Renyuan was also unwilling to let him go.

“You can come to my place for a part-time job when you have time. You just said that our experiences are similar, so your family has also been growing tea for generations? If your family members are all skilled, I’m willing to hire them at a high price.”

Bai Qingyu, “My family members don’t know how.” Only Cha Bao knew how to eat.

Yu Jingtian sighed, “I like drinking tea, not for fame or fortune, but because my grandfather loved it. When I was young, I heard him tell a story. He said that when he was less than twenty years old, he was injured and contracted the plague. Then one day, a young man was giving out tea at a crossroads, many people lined up to drink it, and he also drank the tea, thinking it was Meng Po soup before he died. But the next day, he inexplicably recovered.”

“My grandfather went back to look for that young man, but couldn’t find him. He then vowed to build a successful tea business, benefiting tea sellers.”

He Renyuan was originally wary of Yu Jingtian playing the emotional card, but after listening carefully, he felt something was wrong. He glanced at Bai Qingyu’s expression and thought it was true. Bai Qingyu said that he had little Cha Bao after waking up from dormancy, he went into dormancy because his divine power was exhausted, and his divine power was exhausted because he saved people, many people.

Bai Qingyu’s expression was indifferent, he didn’t show any joy or pride because of this story, because it happened a hundred years ago, he just did what a tea deity should do.

Yu Jingtian finished the story and found it was useless, he couldn’t recruit the talent, he felt a little regretful. He rarely mentioned the story his grandfather told him when he was young. He didn’t know why he suddenly brought it up in front of two juniors today. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t met many people who truly understood tea in his life, it was like reuniting with an old friend, like meeting a kindred spirit despite the age difference.

He Renyuan suddenly showed interest in the story, “This tea is so magical? Did your great-grandfather mention any special reactions after drinking the tea?”

Yu Jingtian recalled, “Not really, I guess my grandfather’s feeling after drinking the tea was similar to mine after drinking this Da Hong Pao today, he would remember it for a lifetime.”

He Renyuan said, “You flatter me, Qingyu also obtained this good tea by chance, it’s our honor that you appreciate it.”

Yu Jingtian was speechless, he hadn’t even offered to buy the tea, and he was already rejected.

Bai Qingyu thought for a moment and took out a small jar of tea from his pocket, which he originally planned to leave in He Renyuan’s office, “Thank you for your appreciation, this is a gift for you.”

Thank you and your ancestors for your contribution to promoting tea culture.

He Renyuan’s hand on his lap twitched, as if wanting to snatch the tea jar back.

Bai Qingyu pressed his hand down. Hmph, if you dared to anger the tea deity, the tea would be given to someone else.

“It seems that President He is parting with this treasure, I’ll gladly accept it.” Yu Jingtian immediately accepted it without hesitation, sniffed it, and knew it was the same as the brewed Da Hong Pao, worth its weight in gold, “My trip today wasn’t in vain, double happiness.”

He Renyuan, however, didn’t seem to catch Yu Jingtian’s hint. His eyes were filled with complex emotions, “I’m glad you like it.”

Bai Qingyu asked, “Double happiness—”

He Renyuan, “Isn’t it time for Cha Bao’s lunch…”

Bai Qingyu, “Don’t interrupt. Mr. Yu, does double happiness mean that your business deal was also successful?”

Yu Jingtian, “Why, are you afraid I’ll go back on my word and not cooperate with President He?”

Bai Qingyu smiled, “I’m not afraid, you’re a good person.”

Yu Jingtian, “Then I’ll be a good person.”

After seeing Yu Jingtian off, Bai Qingyu looked at He Renyuan in confusion, “Strange, why are you in a bad mood after a successful deal?”

He Renyuan pinched the tea deity’s face, “You gave Yu Jingtian tea, and then the deal was successful, will some heavenly law detect that you’re using tea for profit? Will it affect your health? The contract hasn’t been signed yet, it’s not an official collaboration, I’ll cancel it immediately.”

This scene was no different from the scholar in Old Man Deng’s story using tea to curry favor with his superiors.

He Renyuan originally invited Yu Jingtian to discuss business, and then casually mention sending Bai Qingyu to his tea house for an internship. As a result, Bai Qingyu unexpectedly came in and gave him a jar of tea, making him anxious.

Bai Qingyu paused, so He Renyuan was worried about this, “No, because I didn’t give him the tea to help you with the deal, I just wanted to thank the Yu family for their contribution to the tea industry.”

He Renyuan, “Really?”

Bai Qingyu, “You keep accusing me of saving you, but I really did save his grandfather. I can give you tea, but not him?”

A critical hit.

He Renyuan knew he shouldn’t be jealous of someone who had passed away, but everyone would eventually die, they were all just passersby in the tea deity’s long life, why couldn’t he be jealous?

He was jealous that someone met Bai Qingyu when he was less than twenty years old, he had glimpsed a part of the tea deity’s past, faced the difference between immortals and mortals. The tea drinker was already dust, but the tea deity’s beautiful eyes were still the same.

There must be many people who wanted to offer themselves to the tea deity.

He Renyuan suddenly said, “His grandfather had two wives.”

Bai Qingyu, “Oh.”

He had long forgotten the faces of those who lined up for tea and wasn’t interested in their gossip.