CIATB Chapter 378 Who Isn't
Chapter 378 Who Isn't
Chapter 378 Who Isn't
"Brother Wu, you flatter me. I'm just doing my job at the Jiangnan Morning Post, and my information may not be that reliable." Yu Huan still had a calm smile on his face, speaking slowly and deliberately.
Brother Wu picked up his cup, took a sip of tea, and then slowly put it down: "Brother Yu, you're too modest. You must have come into contact with a lot of people and things at a place like the Jiangnan Morning Post. Even if your information isn't that good, you're still much better off than us."
In this relaxed atmosphere of conversation, although both of them were smiling and seemed relaxed and at ease, Xiao Bawang felt enveloped by an extremely oppressive aura.
He felt that every second was incredibly long, and he secretly glanced at Chen Fulai, who used to be all smiles and jokes, out of the corner of his eye.
But at this moment, this guy's brother was also sitting upright with a solemn expression.
Especially with Yu Songnian sitting next to him, who was as imposing as a warrior, slightly nudging his elbow, the little tyrant felt extremely uncomfortable.
He gripped the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to crumple it, his body was as taut as a fully drawn bowstring, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
His entire focus was on his nervousness; he took each breath carefully, afraid of making the slightest sound and attracting attention.
He glanced at the snacks every now and then, but dared not take them easily.
The sounds from the outside world seemed to pass through a thick fog, vaguely reaching his ears; everything that entered his ears was blurry and unreal.
The little tyrant, who was feeling like each day was dragging on forever, suddenly saw Yu Huan, who was sitting on one side of the coffee table, stand up and say with a big smile, "Brother Da Wu, we've really enjoyed the tea today and chatted quite a bit. I think we should call it a day? We can get together again another time."
When Yu Huan uttered those words aloud, his clear voice was like sunlight breaking through the fog, instantly bringing an indescribable sense of relief to the previously tense Little Tyrant.
As if a huge boulder that had been weighing on his heart had been removed, he could finally breathe a long sigh of relief.
Brother Wu followed Yu Huan to his feet, extending his hand and saying with a smile, "Brother Yu, it was a very pleasant gathering today. When the time is right, I'll have someone send you some materials. Let's keep in touch and look forward to our next get-together."
Yu Huan reached out and shook hands with Brother Da Wu. Hearing the other man emphasize the word "data," a calm smile appeared on his face as he replied, "Brother Da Wu, we in the news industry are indeed quite busy on weekdays, but don't worry, you can call me anytime. After all, having more friends means having more options."
Brother Wu gripped Yu Huan's hand slightly tighter, his smile widening, and said, "Alright, Brother Yu, it's settled then!"
"No problem." Yu Huan released his hand and gestured for him to proceed.
Upon seeing this, the usually taciturn Chen Fulai quickly stood up, his face beaming with smiles, and said, "Brother Yu, feel free to communicate anytime. Let's keep in touch and get together more often in the future."
“Okay.” Yu Huan smiled and nodded.
His gaze inadvertently swept over the wall clock, where the minute and second hands moved at a leisurely pace.
It was already 8:40. I have to say, these people are really into the ways of the world; they are quite talkative.
Before they knew it, they had been chatting for over an hour.
Yu Huan put on her mask, stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and took steps one after the other with Brother Da Wu.
Just as Yu Huan was about to step out the door, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a young waitress coming out of a room next door, carrying a broom and a dustpan.
Yu Huan slowed his pace slightly, nodded slightly to her in greeting, and then quickened his pace.
Turning around and taking a short distance, Chen Fulai's amusing voice, tinged with laughter, came from behind: "Little beauty, thank you for your hospitality! This tea was very pleasant today; your service was truly attentive."
The voice just fell.
Then came Big Brother Wu's gentle, slightly reproachful voice: "Say less."
Yu Huan couldn't help but turn her head and glance at it.
Yu Huan caught a glimpse of displeasure flash across Big Brother Wu's face, but when Yu Huan's gaze swept over, it instantly transformed into a warm smile.
Chen Fulai immediately dropped his grinning expression, silently scratched the back of his head, and said nothing more.
Yu Huan didn't stop walking, but turned around with a smile on her face and led the group downstairs in single file.
The sound of footsteps echoed through the quiet teahouse.
Yu Huan walked ahead, placing her hand on the stair railing. Her eyes met those of a middle-aged woman behind the cashier's counter diagonally below. A warm smile instantly spread across the woman's previously calm face. After descending the stairs, Yu Huan went straight to the cashier and took her wallet from her pocket.
Although I had already inquired over the phone beforehand, the minimum charge for a private room was 100 yuan, with free service for the first two hours and an additional 30 yuan service charge for each extra hour. A pot of premium high-mountain cloud and mist tea, however, cost 120 yuan.
Even though she already knew the price, Yu Huan still smiled and confirmed again: "The tea is one hundred and twenty, right?"
The middle-aged woman behind the cashier smiled broadly, her eyes quickly sweeping over the group before she answered without hesitation, "That's right, one hundred and twenty."
"Okay." Yu Huan opened her wallet to take out money.
At this moment, Brother Wu stepped forward and slapped two red bills onto the cashier's counter with his large, fan-like hand: "Brother Yu, this time it's on me."
Yu Huan quickly said, "Brother Da Wu, this won't do. Today I'm the host—"
"There will be plenty of opportunities to have tea together in the future. You can treat us next time," Brother Da Wu said with a hearty laugh, interrupting Yu Huan.
Seeing the middle-aged woman open the drawer to make change, he waved his hand and continued generously, "Keep the change, enjoy your tea today!"
The middle-aged woman was slightly taken aback, but her smile widened. She looked up at Brother Wu and quickly thanked him, "Thank you, boss. Welcome to come again next time."
Seeing this, Yu Huan smiled helplessly, put his wallet in his pocket, and said, "Brother Da Wu, I'm so embarrassed."
"Brother Yu, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." Big Brother Wu laughed and then turned and walked towards the door.
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged woman hurriedly said, "Take care! Our teahouse will remain open as long as it's not demolished. All of you are welcome to come and have a chat anytime."
Yu Huan replied, "Okay, I'll definitely come again if I have the chance."
The sky was as thick as ink, without stars or moon.
The group stopped in front of the teahouse.
A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a touch of chill as it brushed against Yu Huan's exposed neck, causing her to instinctively pull her collar tighter.
He turned around, greeted the three of them, and then said, "Let's part ways here."
"Okay, let's get together again sometime," Brother Wu replied with a smile.
As the two brothers, who were going in the opposite direction, gradually disappeared into the distance, until their figures reached the electric scooter, Brother Wu suddenly raised his left hand slightly and extended two fingers.
Upon seeing this, Chen Fulai hurriedly took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and offered it to Brother Da Wu.
He sighed softly, and said with a touch of humor, "Dealing with 'Brother Boss' is driving me crazy. I had a craving for a cigarette this morning, but I managed to hold it in for over an hour!"
Big Brother Wu held his cigarette between his fingers, and said softly, seemingly lost in thought, "Who isn't..."
……
The electric scooter moved slowly and steadily along the quiet street, its motor emitting a soft "humming" sound.
Yu Songnian put one hand on Yu Huan's shoulder and wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead with the other.
Amidst the whistling wind, he glanced at the dim streetlights rushing past, then suddenly let out a long sigh and said in a muffled voice:
"Brother Huan, it's really not easy for you to support us like this. That Brother Wu, he looks like a real gangster. When I came out, I took a closer look at their car. It seemed like there were a few people waiting inside."
Yu Huan reached out and pulled down the visor of her helmet. Upon hearing this, she smiled brightly and said, "Song Nian, you did a great job of pretending to be serious. Keep it up next time."
"Really?" Yu Songnian smoothed his short hair back and suddenly patted Yu Huan's shoulder. "Brother Huan... it's only a little past eight o'clock, how about... we continue?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan refused without hesitation: "No, I'm really busy lately."
(End of this chapter)