Jing Xi can think of this question without asking.

Thank you, Chief! I feel relieved with you.

He Zheng dared not say what he wanted to say. Apart from work, He Zheng didn't know what he could talk to Jing Xi.

At this time, he had no work left, and He Zheng really had nothing to talk about.

Jing Xi was indeed not as reserved as He Zheng, because she was cooking tea and was busy.

After pouring two cups, Jing Xi gave Hezheng one and said: We are old friends who have known each other for hundreds of years, so don’t be so polite to me.

After a pause, Jing Xi did not give He Zheng a chance to speak, and continued: Everyone who knows me knows that I love tea ceremony. How does it taste like?

He Zheng took the teacup with the opportunity to hide the embarrassment in his heart.

The leader's craftsmanship is naturally the best.

The best one is not worthy of, and you can barely take it out.

Who else is better than the leader's tea art? Jing Xi's words successfully aroused Hezheng's curiosity.

They are my closest relatives and the ones who taught me tea ceremony.

Jing Xi used to not understand why she loved tea ceremony in this life. It was not until in recent years that she remembered that this was her skill passed down from generation to generation on that distant land.

Jing Xi's words were ambiguous, and He Zheng also knew that Jing Xi had some unfinished words, but it was not convenient for him to ask.

A master who can be the leader is naturally an extraordinary person. He Zheng agrees with him.

Yes! They are all amazing.

This was what Jing Xi thought when she was a child. She admired her grandparents and parents very much. As time went by, Jing Xi missed their upbringing for herself.

He Zheng didn't understand the tea ceremony, and he could never taste anything except a good word.

This was very unfavorable to him, and Jing Xi finished speaking again.

He asked: I saw that the leader looked very melancholy, what troubles happened?

When Jing Xi heard He Zheng’s inquiry, he laughed.

Unexpectedly, I could even see it?

In my impression, the leader has always been an open-minded and sunny impression, but this time I feel a little different.

People will change. We live for a long time, so how can we be like when we first left society?

Faces are born from the mind. If you see more and think more, your temperament will naturally be different.

Jing Xi didn't have much thought about He Zheng's words.

The two of them were like old friends, chatting about family matters and saying everything they had never said when they were bosses and subordinates.

As time went by, He Zheng felt that this was not bad, so he completely let go of the obsession in his heart and said goodbye to Jingxi.

Today's experience is enough to accompany his short life in the future.

Unexpectedly, after so many years of working together, in Jing Xi's heart, he gradually became like her friend. This has always been his luxury, and it has been realized today.

Looking at He Zheng walking out, Jing Xi felt very happy inside, and felt that sometimes parting was not as painful as imagined.

Now she is increasingly influenced by hatred. She cherishes the friendship around her very much. She wants to do her best to make the people around her happy and realize their wishes. Only in this way can she feel the value of her life.

People who used to be missed, and friends nowadays are also worth cherishing.
Chapter completed!