"Master Zhang, you can be my daughter's bodyguard, in terms of honorarium, I will not treat you badly, my daughter is still a school flower, be her bodyguard, you don't lose!"

Su Guoan looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a smile and said lightly.

Three black lines appeared on Zhang Xiaoqiang's forehead.

Su Guoan: What does this mean?

His daughter is a school girl? I don't lose money as his daughter's bodyguard?

Isn't he afraid that I will get the moon first near the water and eat his daughter?

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it, Su Guoan really didn't have to worry about eating his daughter, maybe after eating his daughter, Su Guoan was secretly happy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, a master, if he is Su Guoan's cheap son-in-law, Su Guoan will not suffer, Su Guoan can't ask for it.

"I'm not interested, I don't need to say any more. Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand and said lightly.

Even if Su Qingqian is the school flower, he is not interested in being her bodyguard, so he can't spend his time on being a little girl's bodyguard.

"You ......" Su Qingqian was so angry that he stomped his feet.

"Bebe, let's go. Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled Lin Beibei and turned around and walked out of the Su family's villa.

Lin Beibei also didn't want to stay in the Su family for a long time, although Su Qingya was her best friend, but Lin Beibei didn't like Su Guoan and Su Qingqian's posture.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is her man, they don't ask her Lin Beibei's opinion, they want Zhang Xiaoqiang to be Su Qingqian's personal bodyguard, and they don't consider her Lin Beibei's feelings at all.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Lin Beibei are leaving, and Su Guoan can't keep them.

Mu Qiantong followed closely with Zhang Xiaoqiang and Lin Beibei.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is a master of exorcism, Mu Qiantong is quite interested in Zhang Xiaoqiang, but because her best friend Lin Beibei is on the side, Mu Qiantong is embarrassed to talk to Zhang Xiaoqiang to get closer.

Compared with a little girl like Su Qingqian, Mu Qiantong's EQ is much higher.

"Bebe, master, I'll go back first. Mu Qiantong took a taxi by herself and went back to Kyoto University, where she lived in the dormitory assigned to her by Kyoto University.

"Okay, Hitomi, I'm free to drink tea, I haven't drunk the tea made by your national hand for a long time. Lin Beibei smiled.

"There's a chance. Mu Qiantong said.

National player?

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned.

Mu Qiantong is a national player?

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't ask much.

Together with Lin Beibei, I returned to the villa, and there was naturally a lot of affection at night.

Lin Beibei and Zhang Xiaoqiang are both in love with this matter.

......

The next day, Lin Beibei went to work at the company.

Zhang Xiaoqiang called Song Baixiong and Song Lao first.

As soon as Song Lao heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice, he was so excited that he hurriedly asked Zhang Xiaoqiang's address, so he could arrange for the driver to pick him up.

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and said no, he asked Song Baixiong's address and drove there by himself.

Song Baixiong told Zhang Xiaoqiang the address of the Song family, and Zhang Xiaoqiang drove to the door of the Song family's mansion in half an hour with the navigation on.

The mansion of the Song family is not the kind of high-rise buildings made of reinforced concrete, but the classical buildings of pavilions and pavilions, the vermilion wooden door and two stone lions outside, the nine-curved corridor inside, the small bridge and flowing water, this scenery, like a classical garden, if it is not the old mansion of the Song family, this place is used to develop tourism, and it is not too much to list the 5A-level scenic spot.

Zhang Xiaoqiang drove the car to the door, and a young man came over and asked, "Hello, are you Mr. Zhang Xiaoqiang?"

"I am. Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded.

"Mr. Zhang, hello, Mr. Song is waiting for you inside, please come with me, the car is parked here. After the young man guided Zhang Xiaoqiang to park the car, he took Zhang Xiaoqiang through the Jiuqu corridor, pavilions and pavilions, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the rockery and the goldfish in the pool all the way, and couldn't help but sigh that the Song family has a deep heritage, and only the top wealthy families in Sijiu City have this pattern and heritage.

If an ordinary family had such a classical garden-like building in Sijiu City, where every inch of land was valuable, it would have been carved up a long time ago.

The young man guided Zhang Xiaoqiang to the door of a hut.

"Mr. Zhang, Song Lao is inside. ”

The young man pointed to the hut.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the curtain and walked into the hut.

"Zhang Xiaoyou, you are here, hurry up, please take a seat. Song Baixiong stood up and hurriedly greeted Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Old Song, you're polite. Zhang Xiaoqiang found a Huanghuali chair and sat down.

This cottage, the space is not large, but the layout is reasonable, sandalwood is curling, a coffee table is hundreds of years of agarwood carved and made, there is a tea tray made of ebony on the coffee table, and a set of precious porcelain teacups, as well as a precious purple clay pot, the chairs are precious yellow pear, there are many small lattices on the four walls, and there are a lot of jade products and small leaf red sandalwood ornaments in the small lattice.

The chairs and ornaments in this room, plus the coffee table and the complete tea set on the coffee table, add up to more than 10 million yuan.

Just a place to drink tea, it is worth so, and only a top wealthy family like the Song family can afford to play, of course, this also shows the depth of the Song family's heritage and the importance of culture.

Song Baixiong is in the Song family, not the core political and economic power class at all, he is an idler who plays with jade, but it is Song Baixiong, an idler, who can also live a very nourishing life in the Song family, and the Song family will give him free space and economic support to let him play with art, which is the confidence of the big family.

"Zhumei, the guest is here, make tea for the guest. Song Baixiong said.

The curtain behind Song Baixiong rolled up, and a girl wearing ancient costumes, green silk enchanting, bright eyes and bright teeth, came out from behind the curtain.

The girl is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she looks amazing and moving, and the taste of classical beauty comes to her face, which makes Zhang Xiaoqiang look crazy at first glance.

"Hello brother. The girl looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang twice, and there was a charm of wanting to hide her shame.

"Hello. Zhang Xiaoqiang said with a smile.

Facing this girl who is as pure as water, Zhang Xiaoqiang has no evil thoughts in his heart.

"Xiaoyou, let me introduce, this is my granddaughter, Song Zhumei, she is a tea art lover. Song Baixiong said.

Song Zhumei has already started to make tea, her tea-making movements are smooth, in one go, she has practiced at a glance, she is really a tea art lover, or that kind of professional tea art lover.

Song Baixiong is an expert in jewelry and jade, and under his influence, his granddaughter is a tea lover, which is also expected by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Song Zhumei brewed a pot of tea before the Ming Dynasty, which is the most tender green tea picked on the northern slope of Huangshan Mountain.

"Brother, drink tea!" Song Zhumei picked up a cup of bright yellow tea with a tea holder and put it in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Thank you!" Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the teacup and drank it all.

The aroma of tea is refreshing.

"Good tea!" Zhang Xiaoqiang praised.

"Zhumei, your tea art has improved a lot......" Song Baixiong looked at his granddaughter with a smile.

"Grandpa, I still need to temper!" Song Zhumei said.

"Well, it's just that you have to have this attitude, learn endlessly, and don't be satisfied with the results and progress in front of you. Song Baixiong said with a smile.

(End of chapter)