C212 psychological defense

The man's deep eyes swept across them indifferently. Lu Yan had a smile on his face, bowed slightly, and said respectfully to Jin Beichuan: "CEO."

Jin Beichuan ignored him. He walked to the door of the private room and paused for a moment, then said: "Please come in."

These words, seemed to be said to Dragon's Wing, but it also seemed to be said to Lu Yan, telling him to invite this person in instead of inviting him himself.

Just as he finished speaking, Lu Yan turned around with a harmless and pure smile. "Uncle Long, please come in."

Long Zhiyu's face suddenly turned ashen as he glared at him with the eyes of a dark owl. He didn't cower. Lowering his head, he said softly, "Uncle Long, our CEO is a coward. If you don't give him face, he'll be happy and tell the police about you selling drugs …"

He paused for a moment before continuing in a meaningful tone, "Of course, I know that if the Yi Long family wanted to settle this matter, it would be as easy as flipping his hand. However, if this reputation spreads out, it won't be good at all. "

Long Zhiyu's heartbeat accelerated. Beichuan was able to sever all relations with his father, so what else could he not do?

The people who had wanted to leave returned to the private room.

Lu Yan called the waiter over, telling her to remove the mess left on the stage, and asked Jin Beichuan: "CEO, what do you need?"

Jin Beichuan took off his jacket and placed it on a shelf, then walked to the seat directly south of the table and sat down. He said lightly, "Looking at this rubbish, I really have no appetite."

Long Zhiyu's eyebrows jumped. Was this the same as saying everything he had just eaten was trash?

Lu Yan nodded, then ordered the waiter that was cleaning the area: "Bring the tea set over."

Jin Beichuan said to Lu Yan: "Sit down."

"Yes." Lu Yan nodded and sat down. Er Qing, as if he had just discovered that Dragon's Wing was still standing, immediately said: "Hey, Uncle Long, you should sit down as well."

This guy was trying to intimidate him, but he didn't even take the initiative to tell him to sit down.

Seeing that he still had not moved, Lu Yan laughed and said: "Uncle Long, don't be so reserved, our CEO is still very approachable, there is no need to be so courteous at home. How about... May I help you move a chair? "

This last sentence was definitely not a question.

When the waiter heard this, he hurriedly moved a chair over and said: "Please have a seat."

It didn't matter if Dragon's Wing did it or not!

Jin Beichuan wanted to show him who was boss, pinch his weak spot, and do whatever he wanted. The reason he did so was to tell Dragon's Wing that no matter how big the Long family's property was, or how much authority they had, when they reached the southernmost area of City G, they would enter Jin's's territory and no one would take them seriously.

Jin Beichuan would not take the initiative to invite him to take a seat, even if it was his own subordinates who would not move one for him. Only waiters could serve him. Jin Beichuan wanted him to understand that south of G City, he was the one in charge of everything. This place, even if it was a legal place, it still wasn't a place that he, Dragon King, could come and leave as he pleased.

Come to think of it, it was all on his own free will.

If you want to leave, it depends on whether Jin Beichuan was happy or not!

Dragon's Wing had roamed the business world for most of his life. He could understand that very well. However, no matter what, he was still an elder. Furthermore, he was an old acquaintance of his father. Inwardly, he possessed a condescending and disdainful attitude.

Even if he was helped by his juniors, he would not show it on his face. It was obvious that he had no bearing. He slowly pulled a chair over and sat down. Lightly opening his mouth, he said: "Bei Chuan, you sure are busy. He kept saying that he would treat me to morning tea. Why did you only appear after I finished eating? It looks like your sincerity is only said for fun, right? "

The sincerity of this place did not refer to the sincerity of Jin Beichuan alone, but rather, it included the entire Jin Family.

Jin Beichuan smiled, and placed both elbows on the table, "Uncle Long, what you said is wrong. I'm offering you morning tea, not breakfast. How can you confuse the two? " After speaking, he waved his hand and said to the waiter, "Bring the tea set over."

"Yes."

A short while later, a neatly arranged tea set was placed on the table. Including the small stove with the tea set, the fire in the little red-mud stove was burning, and the water in the porcelain was boiling.

Jin Beichuan casually extended his long hands and used tools to grab the teapots, tea bowls and other utensils. He placed them into the boiling water one by one and washed them one by one before boiling them.

"Uncle Long, do you usually serve tea to the north?" Jin Beichuan asked casually.

Uncle Long nodded. "It's a habit."

"Yes." Jin Beichuan nodded his head and said: "Don't even mention you seniors, even us youngsters like to drink some tea to clear our stomachs and stomachs."

There was a message in his words: there was a needle and a gun, and a pincer with a stick. He only felt like he was about to be hit in the head.

Can tea wash the brain? Obviously not. He was hinting that Long Zhiyu was muddle-headed and needed to wash himself with water to wake up.

"Beichuan, tea is something that enters one's mouth, could it be poured into one's mind?" Dragon's Wing narrowed his eyes. Clearly, his patience was wearing thin.

Even though he knew that Jin Beichuan was fighting a psychological battle with him!

But no matter who it was, they could not stand Jin Beichuan's teasing and ridicule.

Jin Beichuan nodded his head, his hands still moving as he repeatedly scalded the tea sets. With a slow voice, he said leisurely, "Uncle Long, you are absolutely right. Your son Long Zhixie and I are on good terms. He was the one who taught me how to make tea. "

Dragon's Roar's Tiger's Head tightened, this brat actually took out his son.

Jin Beichuan did not look at him and continued: "Actually, this art of brewing tea was taught to me by him. Actually, Long Zhi Xie is an exquisite person, on the surface, he looks like he doesn't care about anything, but I admire his patience in brewing tea. Not like me, rough, bold, casual, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a tea master. There was no patience in brewing such small cups of kung fu tea.

Long Zixie's life was delicate and meticulous. This tea set had to be washed again and again with boiling water. It might not be clean. After all, it was something that entered his mouth. This is actually quite to my liking, but can it be cleaned just by turning in the boiling water?

I don't think so! He is exquisite and delicate, but I am the ultimate person!

Since I was afraid of not being clean, I had to wash it thoroughly. I added a small bowl of boiling water and boiled it until I thought it was clean. Decide! Behind! "Ugh!"