Chapter 162

Pei Zhuzhen went to the cabinet, stood on tiptoe and opened the small window. There were some vinyl records in it, and a smell of growth rings came to his face. These things were not bought by Li Xianzhe, but left by his former owner.

Even he didn't know that the vinyl record was put in this cabinet. Pei Zhuyu also accidentally found it when looking for tea before. Unexpectedly, it is in use now.

"OK."

Jin Zhini nodded slightly, but she secretly raised her vigilance. The more she stayed with Pei Zhuyu, the more she found that the other party knew more than she could count.

She carefully led the folded cat in her arms to nest on her left arm. Just when she was thinking, Pei Zhuyu picked up a piece of vinyl record and put it on a clean turntable. She took down the turntable protective cover on the turntable and could see her exquisite face from the turntable.

Unlock the singing arm and slowly put the stylus of the phonograph on the record. Under the eyes of the two people, the disc slowly rotates until it is as low as the melody of high-quality sound. The two people know the name of the music.

The canon variations of pacabel is recognized as the "most classic repertoire" by many people who like pure music. No one, even everyone who can play musical instruments, regards this song as a repertoire that must be mastered, which shows its fame.

Even the cat in her arms showed a very humanized expression of "enjoyment". The phonograph, Canon, combined with sofas, seats, books and many things, Jin Zhini became obsessed with Li Xianzhe from liking.

She moved to the bookcase, took out a book from the bookcase and opened it. She couldn't understand the words on it, but she knew it was Chinese.

"Meow ~ ~"

A cat's head suddenly appeared in his arms. He stretched out his small claw and gently moved it on the book. Unfortunately, the distance was too far, which doomed it to be futile.

Jin Zhini looked carefully. The corners of each page in the book were damaged. It seemed that she had looked through it for a long time. Her understanding was marked between the lines in English and Chinese.

The more you look at Ginny, the more frightened you are. Books are placed in other people's study, which are more or less only used to set off the atmosphere. Not many people really go to read.

"I don't know how much he has."

Gently close the book in her hand and put it back. Jin Zhini said, "is he like this every day?"

"Is that right?" Pei Zhuzhen responded, constantly sorting out the snack garbage on the table.

"This book..."

"Ah... Yes, that book is the president's favorite. Every day, I will put it around, look through it and listen to him. It's a gift from Mr. Li Xiuman."

Looking back, Pei Zhuzheng skillfully made a cup of tea for her with Li Xianzhe's tea set.

With tea and relaxing music flowing in her ears, Jin Zhini has no reason not to like it.

However, I always feel this feeling is very strange. I remember that when I was in the barbecue shop, the two people fought endlessly over a dress and were almost stabbed out by the little girl Lami.

But after Li Xianzhe scolded them, they had the end of a truce.

Pei Zhuzhen and Li Xianzhe had no close contact, and their communication was limited to the company's superiors and subordinates, and Jin Zhini didn't bother her.

It is reasonable to say that the guest is at the mercy of the host. It is clear that she should do these jobs by herself, but she takes it for granted that the other party has a secretary.

If Ernie, the boss of the same company, saw this scene, he would shout that Jin Zhini has lost the initiative.

"The president's favorite tea."

"Longjing?"

She took the tea cup and sniffed it gently. There was no special smell. Jin Zhini thought for a long time and only thought of the name "Longjing".

Most South Koreans hate China. They can't even touch the fur. When it comes to cooking, they only know "Chinese three styles" (sweet and sour meat, fried sauce noodles, seafood soup), let alone tea.

For example, if you want to eat authentic Chinese food, you can only go to the areas where Chinese people gather, which are available in every country, and you have to buy tea in specific areas.

However, the urine of South Koreans is much stronger than that of coffee and wine.

"Yes ~"

Two young girls holding Petite tea cups stood by the window overlooking the panorama of Seoul outside.

There may be no feeling during the day, but at night, from the perspective of the owner, it is not lost to building 63.

"Snore..."

Jin Zhini drank tea for the first time. Her small face was wrinkled. It was inevitable that she had a strange voice, or she was not used to the temperature of the tea, or she thought the taste was strange.

The petite puppet cat in her arms looked at the white fog slowly rising in front of her. She was a little curious. She quietly climbed from her arms to her arm, leaned out her small head and tasted it. Jin Zhini smiled and slightly raised the cup too high, shortening the distance between her and the little thing.

After that, the reactions of one cat and one person were surprisingly consistent.

"Do you think it's hard to swallow?"

Pei Zhuzhen smiled softly. Under the influence of Li Xianzhe, the tea was no longer bitter in her eyes for the first time.

"It's a little bitter at first, but it feels sweet after drinking."

"This is charm."

Thinking about the tea ceremony that Li Xianzhe told her and how to taste tea, Pei Zhuyu felt a little funny at the beginning.

Obviously, a 20-year-old man always makes people feel that he is shaping an old man's temperament. After a long time, we can naturally see whether he is pretending.

But after drinking one, two, and the last one, I feel different every time, and my heart calms down slowly.

"Secretary Pei, why do you know so much?"

Put down the teacup, Jin Zhini put the puppet cat on the table, raised her head and looked directly at Pei Zhuyu.

"Meow..."

The condescending fear made the little thing's legs tremble and obediently shrink on the table.

"Oh, you, in fact, I didn't know for long.

Wue？ Does jenny.xi want to know? Shall I teach you? " Pei Zhuzhen came forward, gently picked up the kitten on the table, took care of it carefully, and didn't look at Jin Zhini's eyes all the way.

"Oh, thank you, but I think I'll know more in the future."

"Now, you don't know as much as I do."

"Really?"

"Of course ~... President... Madam."

The president's wife, at least among women, is a full of vanity.

Her boyfriend is the president of a company, which instinctively becomes Jin Zhini's capital to show off. Just now she says it in Pei Zhuzhen's mouth, but it makes her feel despised.

This is what I didn't feel in the face of Jin Zhixiu.

"Hum... Scheming girl."

"Madam President, so what? It's my younger generation after all..."