It can only be said that there is still a barrier between temporary workers and permanent employees.
If it were according to Yun Zhaozhao's usual habits, she would definitely sit with the Daoist priests of Clear Breeze Temple. But today, thinking that the tea garden's achievements were largely due to the villagers, Yun Zhaozhao took the initiative to sit at the villagers' table.
She sat down, and Wen Xu naturally followed.
As for Grandpa Lin, to be fair, he went to the table with the Daoist priests.
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Before sitting down, Yun Zhaozhao had a premonition that drinking would be unavoidable on such an occasion.
But when the villagers enthusiastically brought out strong liquor, she was a little overwhelmed.
After all, with her alcohol tolerance, she could pass out after drinking a little fruit wine brewed by Daoist Chang Kong. Drinking such high-proof liquor would just be asking for trouble.
But it wouldn't be right not to drink, so before she did, she couldn't help but whisper to Wen Xu beside her, "Keep an eye on me, don't let me get drunk and make a fool of myself."
Wen Xu turned to look at her, tapping his fingers on the rim of his glass. "So you trust my character that much?"
He sported a slicked-back hairstyle today, revealing his entire forehead, making him look like a completely different person, exuding a kind of carefree handsomeness. Yun Zhaozhao stared at his face for a few seconds, then nodded almost unconsciously. "You actually look quite like a law-abiding citizen."
Wen Xu: "..."
Wen Xu snorted coldly and said, "Don't try to test me like that. I'm not one to stand tests."
Yun Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, not yet realizing what Wen Xu Wen Xu meant, when she saw him quickly turn the empty wine glass in front of her upside down. Then, he picked up his own wine glass and rushed over to the villager who was toasting Yun Zhaozhao, saying, " Temple Master Yun is not feeling well today and cannot drink, so I will drink in her place."
The Daoist priests at Clear Breeze Temple know Wen Xu Wen Xu, as do the managers of the Clear Breeze Temple Guesthouse, but many of the villagers at the Clear Breeze Temple agricultural base do Wen Xu.
Including this villager uncle who came over to offer a toast.
The man was known for his straightforwardness, so upon hearing this, he boldly asked, "And you are?"
Wen Xu: "Oh, I'm Temple Master Yun's secretary."
Yun Zhaozhao: "..."
The others standing nearby thought, "..." It seems Clear Breeze Temple has indeed prospered; even Temple Master Yun can afford a male secretary to help him with drinks!
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If the villagers respected Yun Zhaozhao, they might be a little more restrained. After all, Yun Zhaozhao was the one who paid their wages, and she was a girl. They might even say, "We'll do it, Abbot, please do as you please."
But Jing Wen Xu clearly didn't have this concern.
Basically, if Wen Xu refuses to do it, they definitely won't give up easily.
Yun Zhaozhao watched as Wen Xu drank cup after cup.
However, it must be said that Wen Xu's alcohol Wen Xu was indeed much better than Yun Zhaozhao had thought. After drinking so much baijiu, he still seemed quite sober, although his face became redder and redder as he drank, as if he had applied a layer of red rouge.
Although Yun Zhaozhao didn't know the exact extent of Wen Xu's alcohol tolerance, one thing was clear: with so many people taking turns drinking, even if Wen Xu alcohol tolerance, he probably wouldn't be able to keep up.
So after everyone had basically come over and offered a round of toasts, Yun Zhaozhao whispered to him, "Pretend to be drunk!"
Wen Xu glanced at her, smiled, and then leaned his head on her shoulder, lying there motionless.
The once noisy dinner table suddenly fell into a deathly silence after Wen Xu's action. Everyone stopped drinking and eating, their gazes shifting back and forth between Yun Zhaozhao and Wen Xu.
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Yun Zhaozhao looked at the man on her shoulder, then glanced at the various expressions on the faces of the people in front of her, and forced a smile: Indeed, one should never have too much faith in a man's character.
Chapter 132
Wen Xu didn't remember how he left the restaurant that night. He did pretend to be drunk at first, but as he kept pretending, the alcohol kicked in and he became genuinely drunk.
What happened after that was basically what Jingting and recounted to him the next morning.
Jingting intently to the exaggerated retelling, Wen Xu felt like a complete scoundrel.
Jingting he had been holding onto Yun Zhaozhao's hand all night, refusing to let Yun Zhaozhao leave.
Wen Xu rubbed his face, staring blankly at Jingting's mouth opening and closing, and thought that maybe he could disappear from this earth for a while.
Jingting for a while without receiving a response from Wen Xu, Jing couldn't help but wave her hand in front of him. "Brother, did you hear me?"
Wen Xu snapped out of his reverie and asked the question that had been on his mind the most, "What was your abbess's expression like at the time? Was she angry?"
Jingting's reply was quite straightforward, "She wouldn't be angry. Our abbess isn't the kind of person who's petty. I've been at Clear Breeze Temple for so long, and I've basically never seen her seriously get angry with anyone. Besides, you were drunk last night, so she's even less likely to hold a grudge against a drunkard."
Wen Xu this, Wen Xu's heart Jingting, which had been hanging in suspense, finally eased a little.
But the next second, Jingting continued, "But bro, you're really clingy when you're drunk, even more clingy than those stray cats at our Clear Breeze Temple. Oh, right, not only clingy, but also a hopeless romantic. He stared at our abbot the whole time with such a fiery gaze that it made us onlookers blush..."
Wen Xu Jingting's words, Wen Xu's heart, which had just settled, completely died. With a blank face, he said, "... Alright, stop talking. Go out now, let me have some peace and quiet!"
Jingting, who usually talks a lot, is quite perceptive when it matters. Hearing Wen Xu's words, she obediently went out.
Then Wen Xu heard him outside instructing the group of young Daoist priests from the Clear Breeze Temple: "Don't go in and disturb Brother Wen Xu right now, Wen Xu's busy with something."
A young Daoist priest, looking bewildered, asked Jingting, "What is Brother Wen Xu busy with?"
Jingting: "Busy isolating yourself!"
Wen Xu in the room. "..." Master Jingting, you're now going to kill me by attacking my spirit.
Wen Xu hadn't stayed overnight at Clear Breeze Temple for quite some time. Logically, today should have been a happy day, but given that he drank too much last night and seemed to have made a fool of himself, he hid in his room and stayed there for half a day. Finally, when he couldn't stand the hunger anymore, he quickly tidied up and went to the canteen.
In the past, Wen Xu always felt relaxed and happy whenever she came to the Clear Breeze Temple canteen. But today, Wen Xu had a strong feeling of unease, as if everyone in the canteen was staring at her.
But in fact, it was already past lunchtime, so there weren't many people in the cafeteria.
However, as soon as Wen Xu reached the food window, a Daoist priest he knew greeted him, " Young President Wen, you're awake? Our abbot instructed us beforehand that food has been reserved for you. Please go and sit down and wait a moment."
Wen Xu never expected Yun Zhaozhao to be so thoughtful. He was both touched and embarrassed. "Did your abbot specifically instruct you to save food for me?"
The Daoist priest opposite him smiled and said, "That's right!"
With Wen Xu shy blush, Wenxu said, "Your abbot is so kind to me."
The Daoist priest opposite him. "..." Young President Wen usually seems quite shrewd, so why does he act so silly when it comes to the abbot's affairs?
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When Wen Xu came out of the room, he was worried that it would be awkward to run into Yun Zhaozhao at Clear Breeze Temple today, but it turned out that he was just overthinking it.
Because Yun Zhaozhao wasn't even at Clear Breeze Temple that day.
After he finished eating, he made a special inquiry and found out that the tea garden was going to harvest tea leaves today, so Yun Zhaozhao went there early in the morning to supervise the work.
Actually, Yun Zhaozhao didn't need to do these things personally anymore, but since this was Yun Zhaozhao 'Yun Zhaozhao first collaboration with the tea company, she felt she should keep an eye on things herself for peace of mind.
Wen Xu generally admired Yun Zhaozhao's ambition, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried—after all, Yun Zhaozhao Yun Zhaozhao so career-minded, how could he possibly win her over and get her to have a sweet romance with him?
Regarding dating someone who is career-oriented, Wen Xu herself doesn't have much experience, but the people around Wen Xu should be quite experienced.
For example, his father's former assistant Huang Xi, is a very typical example of someone with a strong work ethic.
After returning to the factory from Clear Breeze Temple that day, Wen Xu specifically asked her, " Huang Xi, what do you think about career-oriented people like you?"
Strong Women
What kind of man can move you, making you willing to temporarily put aside your career and embark on a sweet and loving relationship?
After thinking for a long time, Huang Xi honestly said, " Young President Wen, your question has stumped me. If I knew the answer, wouldn't I already be single by now?"
Wen Xu: "... That makes sense."
Huang Xi: "But I think that when it comes to relationships, sincerity is always the best weapon. So if you genuinely like someone, whether she's career-oriented or love-oriented, as long as you treat her sincerely, she'll definitely feel it."
Wen Xu didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only nod and say, "That makes sense."
Huang Xi: "So keep it up. I believe that Temple Master Yun will eventually feel your sincerity."
Wen Xu, who had been nodding, finally realized what was going on. Wen Xu heavens! He'd always thought he'd hidden his little secret about Yun Zhaozhao so well, but it turned out everyone around him knew?
It turned out that not only those around him knew, but even Ms. Song Qinglan, who was not by his side, knew.
Ms. Song Qinglan doesn't have much work to do on weekdays, so she likes to call her son and chat in her spare time. Usually, when Wen Xu receives her call, he dismisses his mother after a few words. But today, because Wen Xu also has some things on his mind, he chatted with Song Qinglan for a bit longer.