Boom——
The entire Tianjing Building seemed to be pushed by an invisible giant hand.
The milk tea in Lu Jiuyuan's hand shook, and a few drops of brown liquid splashed on the white silk sleeves. He didn't even frown, he just put the straw into his mouth, and three plump brown sugar pearls came out.
"Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu, did you hear that?"
The office door was knocked open, and assistant Chen Sishui rushed in, holding his mobile phone in his hand, his face as white as a newly painted wall.
"There's someone downstairs, there's someone downstairs——"
"The pearls are gone." Lu Jiuyuan shook his half-empty cup and looked up at him, "Order again, triple sugar, brown sugar hanging on the wall, double pearls."
Chen Sishui was stunned for three seconds, opened and closed his mouth, and finally choked out a sentence: "... What kind of tea base?"
"Four Seasons of Spring."
"Roger that."
The posture in Chen Sishui's office was as awkward as when he rushed in, and he almost hit the potted plant at the door. Lu Jiuyuan heard his voice on the phone coming from the corridor: "Hello, Happy Lemon? On the top floor, yes, a cup of Four Seasons Spring Tea, triple sugar, brown sugar, and double pearls for hanging on the wall. Hurry up, expedite it, I'll double the labor cost -"
Lu Jiuyuan placed the cup on the corner of the table, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.
The mobile phone on the table lit up, and a push message popped up - "Many Taoist priests appeared near Tianjing Building, suspected of being a commercial Feng Shui battle scene, and the crowd was watching."
He didn't open it.
There was a faint noise outside the window, like someone using a loudspeaker in the square below. Lu Jiuyuan turned his head and saw through the floor-to-ceiling windows a crowd of people gathered around him downstairs. Among them, the figures in Taoist robes were particularly eye-catching.
So annoying.
