In order to confuse them, Xiao Zheng deliberately slowed down and entered one step behind Sophia.
The room was not big. It was at most thirty square meters. However, the layout, style, and even the details of the decoration were extremely elegant. It was obvious that the owner had high taste. Ordinary people could not surpass him.
As the latter, Xiao Zheng closed the door politely. Then he turned around and followed Sophia's gaze to the man opposite the coffee table.
This was a middle-aged man who looked like he was in his forties at most. His hair was thick and meticulous. Although he was sitting cross-legged beside the coffee table, one could tell that he was a well-built and majestic man. His facial features did not look gloomy and flat like the Japanese. Instead, he stood tall and straight. He was full of life. His eyes were steady and contained a hint of majesty. He was clearly a man who had been in a high position for a long time.
Sophia had heard of Itō long ago. She was not surprised to see the most ambitious man in the Japanese Empire. On the other hand, Xiao Zheng had already guessed that Itō was not an ordinary person after seeing so many ambitious men like Lu Dashan and Lin Chaotian. Now that he saw the person in question, he pretended to be sincere and came to the coffee table, following Sophia to take a seat.
"Please have some tea." As the host, Itō did not have complicated etiquette like Hua Xia. He simply extended his right hand and placed two cups of freshly brewed hot tea in front of the man and the woman. He said meticulously.
Sophia and the man did not stand on ceremony. They raised their cups and drank the strong tea that Itō had personally brewed. Firstly, they were not afraid of the other party drinking it. Secondly, they seemed to be really thirsty. They drank the fragrant tea in the cup happily.
"How is it?" Itō asked with a solemn expression. He spoke fluent English.
"Good tea." Sophia flattered.
She was a westerner and was used to drinking coffee and wine. How would she know about Hua Xia's Japanese tea ceremony? On the contrary, after being influenced by Lu Dashan for half a year, Xiao Zheng's knowledge of the Way of Tea had broadened. He also knew that a person who loved brewing and tasting tea, no matter what, wouldn't have bad taste.
"Mr Xiao, what do you think?" Itō called out Xiao Zheng's surname. Obviously, he already knew him very well.
"It's just so-so." Xiao Zheng shook his head lightly. There wasn't the slightest hint of surprise on his face as he calmly said.
"Oh?" Itō's expressionless face relaxed slightly as he spoke in pure Hua Xia language. "I asked a friend to buy this tea from Beijing for a large sum of money. The first batch of fresh leaves was harvested, and the entire process was flown back to China. I only got it yesterday afternoon. "
After a pause, Itō continued, "In the Song Dynasty's Tang Geng's' Records of Tea Fighting ', it was mentioned:' When I smell tea, I don't ask about the tubing, I want it to be fresh. When I drink water, I don't ask about the well, I want it to be alive. Therefore, fresh and fragrant was the standard. What do you think is not good, Mr Xiao? "
Xiao Zheng smiled and said, "There are countless types of Hua Xia tea. Just the north and south, there are big bowls of tea and kung fu tea. This is just the method of brewing tea. And the types of tea in the various provinces and districts are even more dazzling. Laymen always think that the fresher the tea, the better, and the clearer the water that comes from the river. But they don't know that for Longjing tea, Qiqiang tea, Dongting Biluochun tea, Mogan yellow sprouts, Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots and so on, if picked and stored in quicklime for one to two months, not only will the color of the tea still be crystal clear, but the taste will also be fresh and delicious. The bottom of the leaves will be green and moist. Moreover, if it is not stored, it will smell like grass, but if it is slightly stored, it will have a pure fragrance. Another example is the Wuyi rock tea, which is abundant in Yuanwang Island. The tea that has been aged for another year will be more fragrant and mellow. The taste is not fresh and tender, but like aged wine. The older the tea, the higher the grade. "
An unfathomable and indifferent smile appeared on Itō's face. Not only did he not pay attention to the host of this date, Sophia, but he was very interested in Xiao Zheng. He said slowly, "You have followed Lu Dashan for half a year, but you have not learned anything from him about the way of business. But you have learned seventy percent of the way of tea. Is it that you don't want to learn, or is he unwilling to teach? "
Xiao Zheng poured himself another cup of strong tea and smiled without saying a word.
At this moment, Itō's gaze fell on Sophia's face. He raised his cup and said, "Miss Sophia, congratulations on unifying Europe. Please have some tea."
Sophia's expression was slightly stiff, but she still raised her cup and drank tea.
After drinking a pot of tea, Itō did not wait for the two to speak. He suddenly clapped his hands. Then, a middle-aged man in a samurai suit opened the back door and walked into the room with an unsheathed katana in his hand. He was barefoot, and although he held the katana tightly in his hand, there was no murderous look on his face. Not only that, but his eyes were constantly flashing with fear and despair. She did not know why he had appeared.
"Mr. Itō," Sophia looked up slightly and said in a rather questioning tone. "What do you mean?"
"This is my gift to Mr. Xiao," Itō said calmly.
"Gift?" Xiao Zheng frowned slightly and shook his head. "I'm not interested in men."
"You don't need to be interested," Itō said calmly. "But as long as he is dead, your business in Tokyo, and even in the whole of Japan, will be unimpeded without any worries."
Just as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man kneeling by the coffee table suddenly tore open his shirt and pulled out the katana hidden in the scabbard. He raised the katana. Pfft!
It pierced into his abdomen.
Under Sophia's rather shocked expression, the middle-aged man clenched his teeth and endured the pain to complete the entire process of cutting his abdomen. Then, he fell to the ground, suffocating.
"Drag him out."
Before the blood soaked the white gauze tied around his waist and wanted to penetrate it and flow onto the floor, Itō spat out these two words heartlessly.
Soon, two young men who were guarding outside the door walked into the room barefoot and carried the middle-aged man who had been cut to death out of the room. Even though the floor was not dyed red by a single drop of blood, the smell of blood lingered in the air for a long time. It was nauseating.
A second ago, Itō seemed to be a knowledgeable scholar immersed in the Way of Tea. The next moment, he seemed to have turned into a demon who killed people like scything flax. It was terrifying.
Faced with such a scene, Xiao Zheng's expression was as calm as ever. On the contrary, he could accept such a bloody scene more than the black-bellied Sophia.
"The Phantom series cannot sell well in Japan because he blocked Mr. Xiao's path," Itō explained the identity of the middle-aged man who had just cut his abdomen. It could be considered a big gift to Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng looked at Itō with a calm expression and said with gratitude, "It won't be a free gift, right?"
Itō nodded lightly. "In the business world, there is a need to give and take. The partner that the Phantom found in Japan is too weak. Even if no one blocked it, it might not be able to make a lot of money. "
Xiao Zheng was still calm as he said, "Mr. Itō means that you want us to cooperate with you?"
"You provide the products, I provide the channels. Using Hua Xia's abacus to explain it, it is two and one plus five. We will make money together. What do you think, Mr. Xiao? "Itō said.
Two and one plus five?
That meant that they would each take half.
Just by providing the channels, he wanted to take half? Isn't this money too easy to earn? Why don't you just rob it?
Although Xiao Zheng was unhappy, he still had a smile on his face. He pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Itō is the biggest arms dealer in Asia. Why would you be interested in our small business?"
"Small business?" Itō said slowly. "In just three months, you have accumulated nearly four billion in wealth. Mr. Xiao, if this is a small business, how can there be a big business? Why don't you introduce a few more? "
Did he really see the potential of the Phantom?
Xiao Zheng still had a smile on his face. He slowly picked up the teacup and drank the warm tea in one gulp. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "The tea is not hot anymore."
"I have fire," Itō said slowly.
"I still prefer to make my own tea." Xiao Zheng slowly put down the cup and looked up with a smile. "Mr. Itō, I'm sorry. It seems that you killed a loyal subordinate for nothing."
Itō's calm and resolute eyes were filled with light. "He will not die in vain."
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