In the dark outskirts of Suzhou City, the country roads ushered in the rare tranquility of the day.
Only occasionally one or two cars would come from the end of the road, bringing with them the noise of their engines.
Qin Feng sat in the passenger seat and turned to look out the window at the night scene. The street lights on both sides of the country road dotted the night like beans, but they could only make people see the shrubs on the roadside clearly.
A little further away, there are villages sleeping like long dragons crawling on the ground.
"Brother, are you here for a trip?" the online taxi driver asked.
I can't smoke, and coffee doesn't work anymore. I often run late at night and it's easy to get sleepy if I don't chat with customers.
He expected this handsome young man he had never seen before to be a talkative person... although his brows had not softened since he got in the car.
Qin Feng still looked at the night scene outside the window and said calmly: "No, I'm here to find someone."
"That's not bad." The driver sighed: "If you are traveling, now is not a good time... There are tea fields nearby, and many tourists come here. But the autumn tea in Gusu has been picked early, and it has already been After the end of tea picking, there is nothing to see... But if you are looking for someone to do something, it would be a good idea to bring some tea leaves. The autumn tea has just fallen, and there is a lot of good tea."
"Then do you know where I can buy shredded tobacco?" Qin Feng withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the driver.
The driver was stunned when he heard this: "Tobacco?"
"The kind of cigarettes that the old people in the village loved to smoke when I was a kid."
The driver actually smoked, and the cigarette case was placed in the pocket of his left leg pants. However, the online booking platform has regulations that do not allow smoking when picking up customers. For people who are used to the smell of cigarettes, it is very painful to be sleepy and not be able to smoke.
But even so, he was still a little confused about Qin Feng's problem.
Nowadays, very few people can roll their own cigarettes and smoke them. Cigarette paper is hard to buy and shredded tobacco is hard to get.
"Since I've seen it in the village, you might as well go to the village during the day and ask." The driver shook his head: "I don't know."
He paused and then added: "There are not many people smoking that kind of cigarettes these days. Can't you buy some good cigarettes?"
Qin Feng frowned when he heard this and sighed softly: "If I knew what he was thinking, I wouldn't have to do this."
The driver didn't know who he was talking about, and only Qin Feng knew it.
When the driver saw this, he knew that he was worried, so he didn't ask any more questions. However, he was inevitably sleepy when driving at night. He couldn't smoke and had nothing to say, so the driver was a little tired.
Qin Feng glanced at him, and after a long time, he asked again: "Do you know where I can buy watermelons?"
"Watermelon?" The driver was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed: "Where can't watermelon be sold? There are all the same watermelons in the world!"
A drop of rain fell on the windshield.
It started to rain outside the window.
After a while, heavy rain poured down on the quiet tea fields, as if the land in Suzhou was thirsty for tea, and God invited it to rain.
In the middle of the night, the white Volkswagen stopped in front of the best hotel in Suzhou City.
"Brother, this is the best hotel in the city. Get your things and move quickly!"
"The order is confirmed, please verify it."
Qin Feng clicked twice on his phone, picked up his bag and pushed open the car door. The moment he closed it with his backhand, he had already taken a few steps up the steps and pushed the door open into the hall.
After shaking off the rainwater from his body and his backpack, Qin Feng asked the front desk for the best room to rest for a while.
After taking a hot bath in the bathroom, it was already past three o'clock, but Qin Feng had no intention of lying down and resting.
His heart is full of worries now, and he can't sleep while pretending to be something.
So he asked the front desk to order a bottle of red wine. He sat in front of the window and watched the rainy night in Suzhou. He opened the window a crack, listened to the rustling rain and felt the cold moisture blowing, poured a glass of red wine and shook it. Holding a wine glass.
He was waiting for daybreak rather than for the rain to stop.
Level 10 physical fitness allows him to stay up all night without feeling tired and without delaying what he has to do tomorrow.
An Ruo was taken back by her family. Without the help of familiar people, it would be difficult for Qin Feng to buy good things in Suzhou, a place he was unfamiliar with. Even if he had money but didn't know where to buy, it would be a problem.
Fortunately, in addition to having money, he also knows people who are willing to help him.
There was no appetizer, just the sound of rain hitting the window lattice. The bottle of fine red wine happened to be the last glass left when the sky was turning fish belly white.
The misty sun looked very different from watching the sea. This was the first time he saw the rising sun in the rain in Jiangnan.
He checked in at three o'clock and waited until seven o'clock in the morning before taking out his mobile phone and dialing a number.
The call was quickly connected, and Director Chen's voice came from the other end.
"Good morning, Director Chen. Did I disturb you?"
"Anyway, Teacher Xiao Qin underestimates us elderly people." Director Chen said with a smile on the phone: "I have already finished my morning exercises. I feel young when I get older, and everyone is like this."
"That's good. If I want to ask you for help, it won't be good if it disturbs you... I'm in Suzhou now, and I have something to trouble you with."
Director Chen was stunned when he heard this: "Are you also in Gusu?"
"Yeah?" Qin Feng was keenly aware of Director Chen's surprise.
Director Chen shook his head: "It's nothing. Teacher Xiao Qin just said, I will definitely help if there is anything I can do."
"Is such that……"
Qin Feng told Director Chen that he needed to buy something, preferably something with the best quality in Gusu City.
But he did not reveal what he was buying these items for.
"Oh... the best quality watermelon and some fine tobacco, it's best to get them in the morning..."
Director Chen thought for a moment and smiled slightly: "I don't know many people in Gusu City, so it was originally a bit difficult, but by coincidence, Chen Yu happened to be in Gusu as well."
"Master Chen is in Gusu now?" Qin Feng understood why Director Chen meant "ye" before.
"What happened a few days ago, I was asked to take care of a very distinguished guest for a few days. Chen Yu was accompanying him to play in the Jiangnan area. He just arrived in Suzhou yesterday."
"Since there is such a coincidence, then Teacher Xiao Qin should go find Chen Yu. Young people should also exercise. If you need anything, just tell him. If you don't do well, Teacher Xiao Qin must not favor this child. ...Jade cannot be made into a useful tool if it is not polished."
"Won't it delay Young Master Chen?" Qin Feng asked.
"Probably not... wait, I should say definitely not." Director Chen suddenly thought of something on the phone and smiled meaningfully: "I think that distinguished guest got along well with Teacher Xiao Qin."
Director Chen gave Qin Feng an address and talked about some things related to Wang Anruo. Qin Feng did not tell Director Chen the truth. After all, in his opinion, this was a family matter, and he could only solve it fundamentally by letting Anruo's grandfather accept him. question.
In the morning, on the outskirts of Suzhou City.
This is the best tea garden in the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions. A heavy rain last night caused a disaster for the tea garden.
A downpour of rain fell on the hills. When the rain fell on the ground, it broke into moisture, making the soil muddy. When the rain faded, it was as if nothing had happened. The mist rose among the tea trees, making the sunshine become blurry. Got to be hazy.
There is a pavilion in the middle of the tea garden. The four-cornered beast pavilion is as unique as flying wings. It is more like a two-story tea house than a pavilion. It is a viewing pavilion built by the tea garden owner to entertain distinguished guests.
The people who come here today are not entrepreneurs with billions of dollars seeking cooperation, nor are they old wealthy businessmen coming to travel, but young men meeting friends over tea.
They are all in their twenties and thirties, and it is not very realistic to like to drink tea. In fact, this group of people had been drinking in the pavilion last night, letting their true nature go while watching the rain, and they had the style of turning the teahouse into a KTV. sex.
Chen Yu is among them.
When these people woke up one after another the next day, the owner of the village thoughtfully prepared new tea from the autumn harvest for them to sober up.
Chen Yu took the tea from the handsome waiter, who was dressed as gorgeously as a maid in ancient paintings. He took a sip and praised: "Good wine and good tea. You will know if this wine is good or not when you wake up. Those who are a little worse will probably have a better taste now." It still smells of wine. Not to mention the tea, Mr. Liu’s tea is famous throughout the country.”
The others rubbed their temples, took a sip of hot tea, and looked up: "Where is Mr. Liu?"
"It rained last night, so Mr. Liu went to the tea garden. He has always been like this. Instead of drinking tea with us juniors, he would rather go to the maze-like tea garden."
The person who spoke turned out to be Wang Anchuan, who was here last night. These rich and noble young men came to Suzhou to visit. As the host, the Wang family would naturally have some juniors of the same age and who are good at sociability come to accompany them.
After saying this, Wang Anchuan secretly looked at a young man sitting in the corner while drinking the tea handed to him by his servant.
This man was the youngest among all the people present. He was probably just an adult, and still looked immature at the age of eighteen or nineteen.
Wang Anchuan, who is in his early thirties, should not be able to play with such a boy, but he knows very well that today's game was organized because of this boy Chen Yucai.
It's a bit against the rules for a group of people to come to this tea garden to eat and drink. They are the young men who are used to living and drinking under the neon lights of the city at night.
This young man came to the tea garden for what he wanted. He said he preferred the quiet countryside to the city. He heard that the scenery of Liujia Tea House in Suzhou was unique and perfect for writing poetry and photography. He wanted to come and have a look, so everyone came.
He drank the least amount of wine last night, so he went to bed when he felt sleepy. No one was making any noise anymore. Everyone was talking quietly while drinking, and they were all asking for details about this young man... To be precise, they were asking Chen Yu.
But Chen Yusan kept silent and didn't reveal anything, so there was nothing anyone could do.
Wang Anchuan found that he had been traveling all over the world with his father in business for many years, but he could not see through this young man.
He is not young and frivolous at this age, and is too steady to be ridiculous. He likes to sit quietly by himself and enjoy the scenery that is the same in Wang Anchuan's eyes.
At this time, everyone else was drinking tea to ward off the cold and sober up, but he was the only one sitting by the fence, watching the mist that had just rained rising from the tea garden outside, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What are Mr. Zhou thinking?" Wang Anchuan took a cup of tea and handed it to the young man.
The young man surnamed Zhou turned around and thanked him with a smile. While drinking tea, he looked at the tea garden again: "I am thinking about what kind of description can describe the beautiful scenery in front of me. After thinking about it, I have to admit that words are inferior to paintings and photos after all. "
When he said this, he felt a little regretful and seemed a little disappointed with this reality.
Wang Anchuan still couldn't understand him, but it didn't prevent him from having simple social interactions.
"Master Zhou likes to write?"
"Words have a special charm." He smiled: "I just love reading."
The phone rang in the pavilion. Chen Yu took out the phone and elegantly expressed his apologies to everyone, then went to the first floor to answer the phone.
When he came back, he happened to see Wang Anchuan preparing to leave.
"Brother Wang is back now?" Chen Yu was slightly surprised: "Didn't you say you would go boating on the lake with Mr. Zhou this afternoon?"
"I have to go back for some family matters." Wang Anchuan smiled and shook his head, then leaned into Chen Yu's ear and whispered: "Someone provoked my old man, and he is angry at home!"
Chen Yu only knew a little bit about the Wang family. For example, Fang Nianwei's real name was Wang, and the Wang family in Guanhai was related to the Wang family in Gusu. Director Chen was familiar with other things, but he didn't explain it in detail to him. Just listen to the fun.
"Who can offend the old man?" Chen Yu was slightly worried. With the status of the old man of the Wang family, he would not cause a big change in the interpersonal relationships in the Jiangnan area, right?
He has been playing here with Young Master Zhou these past two days. He is afraid of being involved in some grudges between companies, chaebols, and families. If Young Master Zhou is involved, let alone Young Master Zhou's family, his own father alone will be involved. Can't spare him.
Wang Anchuan smiled and said, "It's nothing. A guy with a false reputation just made the old man unhappy. It won't be a big deal. You also know that now that the Internet is developed, most of the people who are popular are not real. They only have fans but no background and The wind of connections will bring you down."
After saying that, Wang Anchuan sighed, which is why he felt that it was impossible for Qin Feng to enter the Wang family.
A famous writer may be superior in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of aristocratic families, it is really nothing. The old man originally looked down on celebrities in the entertainment industry and on the Internet who had no reputation, not to mention Qin Wuxiang himself was full of misdeeds.
Even if he is an ordinary civil servant, as long as he is obedient and has the help of the Wang family, he can rise to great heights. In less than ten years, he will become a helpful branch of the Wang family.
Much better than an artist or writer who has nothing but money and fame.
The Wang family is not short of money, and decades of development have made them understand that being famous is a double-edged sword, and keeping a low profile is a good thing.
When Chen Yu saw that Wang Anchuan insisted on leaving and had no choice, he smiled and sighed: "Brother Wang will miss the opportunity to make friends."
"Is there anyone coming later?"
"A great talent."
"Oh? It seems that Mr. Chen is not an ordinary person to be able to say this... That's really a pity. Please introduce me to him next time you have a chance."
Wang Anchuan said with a little regret.
He really feels very sorry. It is best to make friends in life. One more friend will open up a new path. He is careful in everything and rarely offends others. Therefore, whether he is popular or not, anything he does will go smoothly.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the young man named Zhou who was still sitting by the fence and looking at the tea garden in the distance in a daze. He had a hunch that it would not be a bad thing if he could make friends with this person.
As for why...
Chen Yu was not as polite to him as Zhou.
I was a bit trembling with politeness.
Among the many young masters who meet friends in this pavilion for tea, none of them have reached this level because of their own ability. They all have the ability and rely on their family's reputation to get into the circle.
For example, Chen Yu is because his father is Director Chen.
My surname is Wang, and the Wang family in Gusu has deep roots and many branches.
So, this young man named Zhou is eighteen or nineteen years old. He is a humble man, but who is behind it?
If you can't figure it out, go home and ask dad to check it out.
Wang Anchuan left, and the remaining people had no intention of leaving. In addition to agreeing to accompany Mr. Zhou to go boating on the lake in the afternoon, they all heard Chen Yu saying that someone would be coming later.
"Who made Mr. Chen so polite?"
"Yeah, just tell us."
"Is it Li Du?"
"Which Li Du?"
"The one who sells salt, half of the salt in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas belongs to her father..."
"Oh, I remember, I saw her last Christmas."
Chen Yu saw these people chattering and making Qin Feng's statements more and more outrageous, and shook his head: "He is not a son of aristocratic family, nor is he a son of a wealthy family... But he has made a name for himself by relying on his own ability. "
Just this sentence made the boy named Zhou, who was in a daze, look away and look over curiously.
"As for who it is... let's keep it secret, they will be here in a moment." Chen Yu said with a smile.
Everyone was waiting eagerly on the second floor of the tea pavilion. After waiting for about half an hour, they saw a figure walking closer and closer to the man wearing a bamboo hat on the muddy path leading outside the tea garden.
"Here we come." Chen Yu recognized Qin Feng from a distance.
"Did Mr. Liu bring it here in person?"
"He's quite famous. Mr. Liu has a weird temper. He rarely has a nice face with others."
This made the young men on the second floor of the tea pavilion become interested and came to watch.
Even the young man surnamed Zhou changed his position to look at the scenery, and happened to be able to see the only road leading outside the tea garden.
When Qin Feng went up to the second floor, he first saw Chen Yu, and then looked at the men around him who were about the same age as Chen Yu.
"Long time no see, Mr. Chen. I'm sorry to disturb your gathering with friends." Qin Feng smiled and shook hands with Chen Yu.
Chen Yu kept his posture very low and shook his head repeatedly: "No, Teacher Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time. My dad told me that I have sent people to prepare the things. Just wait here for a while."
"I'm sorry to bother you and Director Chen." Qin Feng let go and noticed that everyone in the pavilion was looking at him, so he looked at Chen Yu with some confusion.
What's going on here?
Chen Yu smiled and said: "We are all curious, waiting for Teacher Qin to introduce himself."
When Qin Feng heard this, he thought about it, why do you have to give others face by dragging them to do things?
Then he smiled slightly and said to everyone: "I, Qin Wuxiang, am Mr. Chen's best friend."
"Qin Wuxiang!"
"Ah?! That Qin Wuxiang who wrote "Water Drops"?"
"Yes, Qin Wuxiang is collaborating on a movie with Director Chen. It makes sense for Mr. Chen to know him."
"But why is it in Gusu..."
Everyone was shocked and chattering. The impression of these young people on Qin Wuxiang was only what they heard. Naturally, they were surprised when they met such a mysterious person for the first time, but they soon reached a consensus. Qin Wuxiang He is as handsome as the rumors say.
In addition to being shocked by Qin Wuxiang's appearance, this group of people were also impressed by Qin Wuxiang's talent. As Chen Yu said, with so many people in the pavilion, Qin Wuxiang was the only one who became famous on his own.
Qin Feng didn't say anything more when he saw this. It was already commonplace for others to comment, so he sat down in a place with few people.
As a result, as soon as he sat down, he saw the youngest person in the group sneaking over and pretending to lie down next to him to watch the scenery.
Qin Feng found it interesting, but didn't say anything, wanting to see what he was going to say when he came over.
After a while, the young man finally couldn't bear it anymore, looked at Qin Feng and asked, "Are you really Qin Wuxiang?"
The young man's lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes revealed curiosity and a hint of admiration.
"Yes, I am Qin Wuxiang." Qin Feng replied with a smile. This young man made him feel very kind.
Because it was pure admiration, like a student admiring a teacher, with awe and respect.
Who doesn't like to be respected?
Especially Qin Feng, who has been looked down upon by the Wang family many times recently, finds this kind of respect between strangers very heartwarming.
"Then can I ask you a question?" the boy asked.
"You said, there is no question of asking for advice."
"Are photos and paintings really more advantageous than words?" The young man looked at the beautiful scenery in the tea garden and asked as if grasping at straw: "How would you write about such a scenery so that others can feel the same way?"
(End of chapter)
