Chapter 1097

Now it seems that Lord Ye has a better candidate, and this person is yehaoxuan.

A series of tea ceremonies were completed in a moment. Ye Liancheng held the pot in both hands for a moment, and then three cups of tea were brewed. He put down the valuable purple clay pot in his hand and said with a faint smile: "let the two brothers laugh. I am usually an artful person, and now I am used to it."

"Elder brother is very talented. Anyway, I admire him very much." Yeziang smiled and took a cup of tea. He lifted it up and drank it.

"Elder brother's tea is very good." Yehaoxuan made a look of appreciation. He took the tea and tasted it carefully.

Yeliancheng is secretly proud of himself. He reveals his skill in front of yehaoxuan, which means that yehaoxuan knows his identity. As an illegitimate child who grew up among the people, he deserves to compete with him?

However, it seems that ye haoxuan knows something about tea ceremony. Seeing the way he drinks tea, he smells it first and then tastes it. He is well versed in the art of tea tasting. He sighs a sigh of relief. He thinks that ye haoxuan has some traditional cultural foundation. He is not like Ye Ziang chewing peonies. Otherwise, he is really casting pearls before swine.

However, when he was secretly proud of himself, he was stunned. Yehaoxuan only did the act of tasting tea. Before he finished a series of actions, he took up the tea and drank it like yeziang.

Ye Liancheng's face became ugly for a moment. He knew that ye haoxuan knew the tea ceremony clearly. The reason why he did this was to tell himself that I didn't like your way and put away your artful level.

"The second brother is also a straightforward man." Yeziang is a soldier. He is a bit rough and crazy. He doesn't like those literary things. Tea is tea. How can he drink so much? Yehaoxuan's practice suits his taste very much.

"Tea is nothing more than thirst quenching. Xuehongyun tried his best to make a pot of Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao. That's how I drank it." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"Ha ha, the second brother's point of view is the same as mine. Tea is thirst quenching." Ye Ziang put down his tea cup and said, "brother, you are really casting pearls before swine today. We are both rude people. We can't accept your elegance."

Yeziang's words were absolutely unintentional, but to yeliancheng, he was mocking himself in disguise. He suppressed his anger and forced himself to laugh and say, "let's make two younger brothers laugh."

"Brother, you didn't call us here for tea. I heard you want to start a business recently?" Yehaoxuan put down his tea cup.

"Yes, I'm old enough. My father founded Beichen group when I was my age, and I'm good for nothing except painting and calligraphy. The second younger brother's family business is not small, and the third younger brother has an important position in the army. Compared with you, I feel that my previous days have been wasted." Ye Liancheng sighed.

"With my brother's intelligence, I'm sure I can make a success of it." Yehaoxuan smiled faintly.

"Hehe, it's too early to say anything now. Let's borrow my second brother's good words." Yeliancheng smiled and said, "I have a few friends who are very well connected at ordinary times. I came here today to introduce them to my second younger brother. My second younger brother now promotes traditional Chinese medicine, and there are many companies under his name. Maybe I can use them in the future."

Yehaoxuan sneered at himself. Ye Liancheng ate a shriveled one. Now is he finally going to get to the point?

"Big brother is famous in the capital. I think your friend must be a famous celebrity in the capital." Yeziang poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

"They are all celebrities in the capital. They should be coming soon." Yeliancheng looked at the time and said.

As soon as his voice fell, the door of the box was pushed open by the people's Congress, and three young people came in. These young people were well dressed and dressed. They looked like very meaningful people, but their actions were very inconsistent with the temperament of others.

"Speak of the devil, and he will come." Yeliancheng stood up with a smile and said, "let me introduce you. This is Yan Shao, the Yan Family in the capital. He is called Yan shisan. He is very loyal. This is Yu Feng, an old friend of mine. He is more like his cousin. He is romantic and is called the flower moon with flowers all over the floor."

"Lian Shao, do you have anything good to share with the three of us today?" Yan shisan did not wait to be greeted, so he sat down on his seat and lit a cigar, making a casual appearance.

"Let me introduce you to you. These two are my brothers. This is Zi ang from the military headquarters. Everyone must have heard of him. He is a famous medical saint in the capital." Yeliancheng glanced at yehaoxuan intentionally or unintentionally, and bit the word "medical saint" very tightly.

"Saint of medicine? I haven't heard of it. Someone took such a nickname." Hua Yue said with some fuss that he was holding a folding fan in his hand and wearing two valuable earrings. His whole body still had a thick smell of powder, which made yehaoxuan and yeziang frown at the same time.

Their intuition is that this guy is a fake mother. His every move seems a little... Seductive, yes, it is seductive. If you don't look up at him, according to your own feeling, there is a woman standing in front of you.

But he is clearly a man. The feeling he gives makes yehaoxuan and yeziang sick at the same time.

"Hehe, it's a little behind with less flowers. The medical sage is now famous in the capital, which has caused quite a stir." Yu Feng, who looked calm, smiled.

"I really don't deserve the holy word. I'm just making a living." Yehaoxuan smiled faintly.

He has heard of the names of these three people. Although their family background can not be compared with that of the Ye family, these three people have really made a name in the capital. People in the circle will give them some face. They have strong contacts and backgrounds.

But yehaoxuan's evaluation of these three people is "Sao Bao."

Yu Feng is better, but he feels very gloomy. It seems that he has something in his heart. You can never guess what he is thinking.

The man named Hua Yue is a Huahua. He has a heavy smell of powder. When he is close to him, ye haoxuan feels goose bumps.

The Yan shisan was a picture of a young man hanging his head, and a picture of Lao Tzu being the best in the world. In short, these three people made yehaoxuan very unhappy.

"Oh, you are the doctor who hyped up some time ago. Lian Shao, what does this person have to do with you?" Yan shisan stared at yehaoxuan for a long time, and then asked suddenly.

His words are contemptuous. In fact, who doesn't know ye haoxuan in the capital circle now? His appearance gave full play to his disdain. Ye haoxuan finally saw that the goods were teased by Ye Liancheng to ridicule him. The three of them came to give themselves a blow.

"This is my cousin, the child of my second uncle's family, who grew up in the folk." Yeliancheng was very satisfied with the performance of these three people. He smiled and introduced them, deliberately biting the words "grow up slowly" very hard.

"Oh, it's an illegitimate child." Yan shisan looked surprised. With a sarcastic tone, he sneered: "the Ye family is a famous family. Old master Ye is very strict with his children and grandchildren, but your second uncle... Can't control his lower body. He even made an illegitimate son..."

Yehaoxuan's anger rubbed and jumped up. Although he looked indifferent, he had already killed himself in his heart. He put his cup on the table, looked at Yan shisan, and figured out where to draw the boy to be immortal and die.

Just before he took the next step, ye Ziang suddenly picked up a glass of wine and walked to Yan shisan. With a harmless expression, he said, "are you Yan shisan?"

"Yes, I am." Yan shisan has a strong chest and a full sense of superiority.

The Yan family is not a big aristocratic family. At best, they are only second rate in the capital. The reason why Yan shisan is famous in the capital is related to his ability. At the age of 20, he worked hard and made many friends. Now he has the title of one of the three celebrities in the capital. This is not boasted.

"Yes, I've heard of it. Here's to you." Yeziang smiled and raised his glass.

"You're welcome, Mr. Ye. I should respect you." Yan shisan smiled and took a glass of wine. He only thought Ye Ziang was on Ye Liancheng's side.

Yeliancheng was also quite surprised. The reason why he was called yeziang today was to see his attitude. It would be good for him to stand on his side, but he didn't expect yeziang to show his kindness so soon.

This is somewhat unscientific, because ye haoxuan and ye Ziang are close together. In Ye Liancheng's consciousness, he should prefer ye haoxuan's side.

"Well, I've heard a lot about Yan Shao. How old are you? I should give you a toast." Yeziang smiled and raised his glass.

Yan shisan was quite full of Ye Ziang's attitude. He was flattered by him. He laughed and said, "ye sanshao is a straightforward person. Cheers."

He was very satisfied to touch Ye Ziang, but he didn't expect that ye Ziang suddenly made a strong effort, and the goblet in his hand was smashed, and the scarlet liquor was scattered, spilling all over Yan 13.

Yan shisan's face changed immediately. Ye Ziang was definitely intentional. He didn't expect that ye Ziang, who usually doesn't show mountains and dew in the circle, was still a smiling tiger.

Yeziang's action has already represented his position. He threw the broken cup in his hand to the ground and said with a smile: "Yan Shao doesn't seem to give much face."

"Of course, I dare not refuse to give ye sanshao's face. But if ye sanshao wants to make a start for an illegitimate child, he blames me for being polite. I am not a soft persimmon."

"Really? This is my second brother. Even if he grew up in the folk, he is also a member of the Ye family, and the blood on his body is also the blood of the Ye family. Just now, you can try again." Yeziang picked up a bottle of wine. Although his face was still smiling, the meaning of his words was killing.