69: Beautiful tea master

Mao Jiajia glanced flirtatiously at Wu Fan, preparing to get out of the car.

Wu Fan called out, "Leaving already?"

Mao Jiajia said, "What's wrong? Do you want me to go on a date with you and Aunt Pan?"

Wu Fan raised an eyebrow and said, "What are you thinking? I just want to ask you something."

"Go ahead and ask."

"Last time you mentioned you'd tell me about a group that every man dreams of

—when are you going to tell me?"

Mao Jiajia gave a delicate smile and said, "Didn't I say I'd only tell you after we've weathered the storm?"

After she finished speaking, she glanced shyly at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan thought, if he had that group, how great would it be to just rent a girlfriend from it when he went home for the New Year.

Moreover, it would be very convenient when he wanted to enjoy some new 'meat'.

He pulled out his phone, transferred fifty thousand yuan to Mao Jiajia, and said, "I gave you this much money, can you tell me now?"

Mao Jiajia opened her phone, instantly accepted the money, then opened the door and got out. She turned back, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Thank you for the reward, Brother Fan, but I still can't tell you about this wechat group. Bye-bye."

She laughed so hard her glasses nearly fell off, then she scampered away.

Wu Fan fixed his gaze on her curvy backside, swallowed, and reluctantly pursed his lips.

This woman is mischievous and knows how to play games.

Sunlight streamed through the car window, falling warmly and peacefully onto Wu Fan's face.

From a distance, he saw Pan Shiting approaching gracefully, wearing an elegant long dress, a fleece-lined wool short jacket, and a pair of exquisite high heels.

She was exceptionally beautiful and captivating.

This appearance completely subverted Wu Fan's previous impression of her; her whole style was different, somewhat resembling Zhou Ruyan's attire.

She smiled and sat directly into Wu Fan's car, "Have you been waiting long?"

"I just arrived a moment ago too. You look truly beautiful today," Wu Fan complimented, seizing the opportunity.

Pan Shiting smiled sweetly, "Is that 'sky-high price noodles' you mentioned real?"

Wu Fan started the car, driving as he said, "In fifteen minutes, you'll know if it's real or not."

When they arrived at the location, it was surprising: the noodle shop was completely packed, exceptionally popular.

The private rooms were long gone, and even the downstairs hall required a wait.

It seems this world certainly doesn't lack rich people.

Wu Fan said helplessly, "What should we do? The Waitress said if we want to eat, we might have to wait about 20 minutes. Can you wait?"

Pan Shiting looked at the antique-style restaurant, "If you want to eat something good, waiting a little is expected."

She linked her arm through Wu Fan's, took a number, and waited quietly in a corner.

They finally got a spot, but they had to share a table with a couple.

After the two of them sat down, Wu Fan asked, "One bowl each?"

"Sounds good."

Wu Fan didn't say anything more and ordered two bowls directly.

Pan Shiting's appetite was astonishing; she nearly finished the entire bowl herself.

Wu Fan truly couldn't eat anymore.

Pan Shiting said it shouldn't be wasted and started eating the side dishes Wu Fan had left over.

The couple at the next table stared dumbfounded, thinking she was a competitive eater.

Wu Fan was also stunned; the appetite of someone who came from a cafeteria was certainly different.

Why hadn't he noticed she ate so much before? The most crucial thing was that she kept such a good figure.

After leaving the noodle shop, Wu Fan reached out and touched her stomach, joking, "How many months along are you?"

Pan Shiting's pretty face flushed, and she laughed and scolded, "Wu Fan, do you think I eat too much and are you starting to dislike me?"

Wu Fan said, "I used to date a woman who would order a table full of delicious food, only take a few bites, and then pretend to be full. Wasn't that annoying?"

Pan Shiting couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Don't you usually like ladies like that the most?"

Wu Fan shook his head, "Many women misunderstand what a lady is. I think not wasting food and being genuine are wonderful virtues that earn a lot of points."

Pan Shiting said happily, "You really know how to flatter people. My large appetite is actually because sometimes there's a lot of leftover food in the cafeteria, and I hate to waste it, so I eat more. I gradually developed this habit. Luckily, I'm naturally thin, otherwise, why would you be interested in me?"

Wu Fan leaned in playfully and said, "There's a charm to being chubby. Maybe I'd pamper you even more."

"You old pervert."

After the two of them got into the car, Wu Fan lit a cigarette, paused for a moment, and said, "Pan Shiting, I want to talk to you about something serious..."

"Go on."

Wu Fan exhaled a puff of smoke, "I want to invest in opening a restaurant. What do you think?"

"That's a good thing! Why are you hesitating? However, the catering business isn't easy now, especially after those few years of the pandemic. Who knows how many restaurants and eateries closed down."

Wu Fan nodded and said, "I want you to manage and operate it. Are you willing?"

"What?"

Pan Shiting was clearly very surprised.

Wu Fan said lightly, "I'll invest in the restaurant, you manage it. I'll give you an annual salary of two hundred thousand yuan. All profits and losses are mine, so you have zero risk."

Pan Shiting turned her head and stared blankly at Wu Fan for a while, "Why did you suddenly decide to open a restaurant, and why did you think of me?"

Wu Fan raised his hand and wrapped his arm around her neck, saying, "Because I want to take charge of your future."

Pan Shiting froze, and then joy instantly shone in her eyes.

She pursed her lips.

Wu Fan kissed the corner of her lips and asked, "Does this mean you agree?"

Pan Shiting kissed him back, then leaned her head back slightly, "Can you give me a few days to think about it? After all, I got this job at the school through my cousin, and if I quit, I need to give a month's notice, right?"

Wu Fan wrapped his arm around her neck again, pulled her close, and gave her a few deep kisses before saying, "No rush. Just let me know when you've made up your mind."

Pan Shiting lightly licked her red lips and murmured, "Mhm."

Wu Fan started the car, "Shall we go to Xinyue Bay Resort Hotel?"

"Mhm, okay."

Today, Xinyue Bay Resort Hotel was hosting a tea ceremony performance, having hired a master-level Tea Master.

She was wearing a white traditional costume, looking very beautiful and ethereal.

Wu Fan watched her performance, finding his eyes somewhat glued to her.

Pan Shiting leaned close and whispered, "This girl is nice. Do you like her?"

Wu Fan and Pan Shiting were sitting side-by-side, very close to each other.

He lowered his hand, secretly touched her, and said, "I like her."

Pan Shiting, blushing fiercely, whispered, "You men just can't resist pretty young ladies, can you?"

Wu Fan chuckled without speaking, keeping his gaze fixed on the Tea Master.

After the performance set concluded, they had experienced the charm of traditional Chinese tea culture.

Wu Fan raised his teacup, clinked it with Pan Shiting's, and said, "Please enjoy this immortal tea."

This made the Tea Master giggle.

Soon after, three beautiful women holding tea leaves stood in front of Wu Fan.

The Tea Master began introducing the quality, name, and harvesting methods of the three types of tea leaves.

After all that, it turned out they were selling tea leaves.

No wonder the staff enthusiastically invited them in as soon as they entered the hotel, saying it was 'free viewing'

—it was clearly a complete scheme.

Pan Shiting leaned close and said, "Let's go to the room."

Wu Fan nodded, but then said to the Tea Master, "Which tea is the best? I'll take ten cans."

The Tea Master was surprised, and her large eyes visibly brightened.

The best tea cost 3,800 yuan per can, and she claimed she had already given Wu Fan a discount.

Wu Fan didn't care anyway; the money would be refunded, and it wasn't the first time he'd been taken for a ride. As long as the beautiful woman was happy and had an impression of him, that was enough.

After he paid, the Tea Master couldn't help but look at Wu Fan several more times.

It was only natural for such a lavish customer to generate goodwill.

After entering the most luxurious Presidential Suite, Pan Shiting was completely captivated by the hotel's exterior view.

Outside the window was a stretch of green, with sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Looking further into the distance, there was the boundless azure sea, with a few passing fishing boats slowly moving across the surface.

In the center of the room, a large red round bed was covered with soft, snow-white sheets and a duvet, making one immediately want to lie down and rest.

Pan Shiting swayed her curvy hips, took some items out of her handbag and tossed them onto the bed, then walked toward the bathroom... Wu Fan lit a cigarette, sat on the sofa, and watched her intently, a gleam in his eyes...