Chapter 139 The trouble in reorganizing the family (35)
However, Xu Yin felt that since she was participating in the competition, she always hoped to do her best.
Whether or not you can win an award is secondary, but if you don’t even think the wine is competitive, why bother taking it to the competition? It’s just a waste of wine.
The wine you submit will be tasted and scored by a jury of 100 people composed of wine experts, winemakers, and wine critics from all over the world. There will be no leftovers, and the leftovers will not be returned to you.
Xu Yin thought of the greenhouse of the Sanatorium. There was a jar of three-year-old sorghum wine buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard of old Xu's house. How about sending it to the competition?
But how to transport it?
At this moment, she received a call from Secretary Zheng.
Secretary Zheng said that a friend of his opened a fresh food chain in the capital. In the next two days, a cold storage truck would deliver the goods to the capital. He brought her some seafood to thank her for the gift package of specialties from the capital last time.
Xu Yin asked him if it was convenient for him to transport a jar of wine for her.
"It's buried under the osmanthus tree in the flower house. I brewed it three years ago. There will be a wine tasting competition in Kyoto in a few months. I want to take it to participate."
"No problem!" Secretary Zheng replied cheerfully, "Don't worry, I will keep it all for you and deliver it in full. But, from what you said, are you going to stay in the capital during the New Year?"
"That's not true. Grandma still wants to go back to the village to celebrate the New Year. We will go back after the game."
Secretary Zheng chatted for a few more words and then hung up.
After getting the wine for the competition, Xu Yin continued to devour the foreign language materials and the wine-making notes given by Professor Fang.
I received a call from Song Mingjin and asked if she was at school or at home. The wine had arrived.
Xu Yin: "..."
I really didn't expect that he helped deliver it.
"Secretary Zheng said it was a cold storage truck, you..."
I would like to ask if he came here in a cold storage truck, right? The dignified CEO of Mingyu Group, this is unavoidable...
"I've owned an RV for two years and haven't driven it much yet. I happened to be here to do some work, so I asked Xiao Li to drive it for a long trip. He'll be leaving soon, and I'll stay here for a few days. The seafood Zheng Ping prepared for you
The wine and wine were all in my car, and they didn’t go with the cold storage truck.”
"Oh..." That's all.
Xu Yin is in the library at the moment. She asked him to wait a moment and she will go back immediately.
Shenyi Jiayuan is relatively open, and foreign vehicles can enter just by registering.
When Xu Yin arrived, Song Mingjin's driver Xiao Li had already parked the car in front of her building and was moving foam boxes from the small cold storage on the vehicle.
"This is too much and can't fit in the refrigerator. How about you take some away?" Xu Yin looked at the six large foam boxes and couldn't help but have a headache.
How could she and her grandma eat so much seafood?
"Isn't there a freezer? You didn't open it to use it?" Song Mingjin added smoothly.
Xu Yin was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly thought of something, her eyes slowly turned to him: "Could Secretary Zheng's friend who rented my house be you, Director Song?"
Otherwise, how would he know there was a freezer in his kitchen?
When she talked to Secretary Zheng about these electrical appliances that day, Secretary Zheng was clearly surprised. Moreover, she only mentioned refrigerators and disinfection cabinets, not freezers at all. It was obviously impossible for Secretary Zheng to tell him.
Song Mingjin didn't expect to fall off her horse so quickly. She held her forehead and said with a helpless smile:
"I didn't mean anything else. When I heard that you were looking for a house, I asked Zheng Ping to contact you. I was afraid that you wouldn't accept it."
"Why are you afraid that I won't accept it?"
"..."
Director Song was dumbfounded.
Xu Yin looked at him deeply:
"Isn't this the first time? Is that what you meant for the model house in Shuangli New Village?"
Song Mingjin touched the tip of her nose: "...Yes."
Xu Yin: "..."
She said! How could you be so lucky? You can just pick out a well-decorated model house and just move in with your bags. I bet it was delivered to your door.
There is another thing that she had not thought about before, but now she seems to have a clue——
"I remember that during the summer vacation of my third year in junior high school, I was hacked badly online. Did you step in and suppress it?"
"There was no pressure, I just told your step-sister's high school classmate the truth."
That's what he did.
"Besides these few things, what else are you helping secretly?"
"Gone."
"real?"
Song Mingjin pondered for a moment and then confessed honestly: "Does it count as a greenhouse if your old house is not demolished?"
After a pause, as if he was afraid that she would think too much, he explained: "Don't get me wrong, the sanatorium project was developed only after checking that it was indeed worthy of investment."
The original intention was indeed her, but he didn't make the decision as soon as his head was hot. He made the decision after investigation. He prides himself on being a person who puts the overall situation first.
If Secretary Zheng had been present at this moment, he would have sneered and complained in his heart: Boss, you know nothing about yourself.
Xu Yin looked at him steadily for a few times, slowly smiled, tilted her head and asked, "Why are you so nice to me?"
Song Mingjin clenched her fist to cover her lips and coughed slightly: "Are you sure we want to talk about this here? Can you wait for me to arrange a place?"
"……OK."
Xu Yin thought he was shy and wanted to find a quiet place, such as a tea room or a coffee shop.
Unexpectedly, this gentleman directly booked the Western restaurant on the second floor of Minghua Hotel and arranged for a violinist to perform "The Night of Confession" live.
"..."
Song Mingjin took advantage of her going to the bathroom to change into a white suit, holding a bouquet of white roses and purple lilacs in her hand, and slowly walked up to her.
If she hadn't been sure that he was the one she was bound to by the same heart, and that he was her precious companion who would grow old together in her last small world, she would probably run away at this moment.
His eyes were gentle and seemed calm, but the tips of his ears, which were darker than the pink rose on the dining table, gave him away.
Xu Yin's heart calmed down.
This person is probably even more nervous than her.
"Ahem, you must have guessed it."
Song Mingjin cleared her throat uncomfortably and began to wonder if the confession method she searched online would really work.
But there is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
He took a deep breath and introduced himself like a dating show.
Xu Yin knew all this. Ever since she guessed that he was Yan Kejin, she had been searching for information about him on the Internet, but coming from his own mouth, it was more formal.
"...I'm seven years older than you, do you think I'm old? This is indeed a fact that I can't change no matter how hard I try, but being older has a big advantage - it hurts people. Really! If you don't believe me, you can try it.
You see, no matter what product it is, you have to try it to know whether it is suitable or not. Just think of me as a real-life robot and test it yourself before making a conclusion, okay? Huh?"
"..."
Just like that, she got a boyfriend, and it was the kind of unlimited free trial.
The right to become a permanent member rests in her hands.
The holding of hands between the two was not so much an opportunity that he fought for, but rather that she recognized him first and then gave him a follow-up opportunity.
"Hello, boyfriend!"
Xu Yin looked at him with a smile and stretched out her hand.
He was filled with joy and gently shook his hand: "Hello, girlfriend."