Chapter: 405
Following Steward Zhao's entry, Jiang Ning couldn't help but nod in praise of the clubhouse's layout.
It's not like that kind of tacky place, on the contrary, it's decorated in an antique style, with a sense of elegance.
Different flowers are planted in the flower pots on both sides, which complement each other, and the wooden railings are exquisitely carved. Looking at the end of the corridor, there is an aura of avenues facing the sky.
In the center of the courtyard, there are pavilions, rockery, and gurgling water. This is a clubhouse, rather than a mountain villa for raising people.
This Master Fu seems to be a person who understands life very well, but how many people can understand Master Fu's artistic conception?
Jiang Ning walked and watched all the way, but Steward Zhao didn't say anything, but he was always observing this one.
He receives a lot of guests every day, but there are very few people who can really understand the layout of these landscapes and the artistic conception. He can feel that Jiang Ning really understands and appreciates them.
"Master Fu is in the backyard."
Steward Zhao stretched out his hand, made a gesture of invitation, and led Jiang Ning to the round arched door in the backyard.
"Thank you."
Jiang Ning walked in, but housekeeper Zhao stood waiting at the door and did not follow in.
Master Fu wants to drink tea and chat with Jiang Ning, so he is not qualified to stand aside and listen.
Jiang Ning stepped in and saw the artificial lake. The breeze blew by, and the lake was sparkling, which immediately made people feel refreshed.
In the pavilion by the lake, a man in his fifties was sitting there, skillfully burning incense and making tea. The fragrance of the tea had entered Jiang Ning's nose.
"If you take the liberty to invite Mr. Jiang, I hope you won't take offense."
Master Fu raised his head, but didn't get up.
With his qualifications, he really didn't need to stand up to greet him, and Jiang Ning didn't take it to heart.
Master Fu looks very kind, looks like a Maitreya Buddha, and always has a gentle smile on his face. Anyone who sees this face for the first time will not think that it is entrenched in the underground of the provincial capital of Tianhai Province. A terrifying figure in the circle for more than twenty years!
Jiang Ning smiled: "It is my honor to come here for tea."
He went straight into the pavilion and sat down without any politeness, squinting his eyes slightly, sniffed it: "It really is good tea, it seems that I came at the right time."
Not far away, Can Jian stood there, his face was as cold as ice that would not melt for thousands of years.
He didn't sit down with them, but just stood there, completely acting as a guard.
Master Fu poured Jiang Ning a cup of tea, stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, Jiang Ning nodded, and tapped his finger on the table twice to return the greeting.
The warm tea is pouring into the throat, it is indeed good tea, I am afraid it is still a treasure, and people without enough experience may not be able to brew such a good taste.
"Mr. Jiang is young and promising,"
Master Fu smiled while making tea, "Even people like me who don't leave the door have heard of it."
"Oh? That's right, you didn't hear something bad about me, did you?"
Jiangning Road.
"Now, no one dares to speak ill of you, right?"
Master Fu asked back. JrNovels.com
It's not like that kind of tacky place, on the contrary, it's decorated in an antique style, with a sense of elegance.
Different flowers are planted in the flower pots on both sides, which complement each other, and the wooden railings are exquisitely carved. Looking at the end of the corridor, there is an aura of avenues facing the sky.
In the center of the courtyard, there are pavilions, rockery, and gurgling water. This is a clubhouse, rather than a mountain villa for raising people.
This Master Fu seems to be a person who understands life very well, but how many people can understand Master Fu's artistic conception?
Jiang Ning walked and watched all the way, but Steward Zhao didn't say anything, but he was always observing this one.
He receives a lot of guests every day, but there are very few people who can really understand the layout of these landscapes and the artistic conception. He can feel that Jiang Ning really understands and appreciates them.
"Master Fu is in the backyard."
Steward Zhao stretched out his hand, made a gesture of invitation, and led Jiang Ning to the round arched door in the backyard.
"Thank you."
Jiang Ning walked in, but housekeeper Zhao stood waiting at the door and did not follow in.
Master Fu wants to drink tea and chat with Jiang Ning, so he is not qualified to stand aside and listen.
Jiang Ning stepped in and saw the artificial lake. The breeze blew by, and the lake was sparkling, which immediately made people feel refreshed.
In the pavilion by the lake, a man in his fifties was sitting there, skillfully burning incense and making tea. The fragrance of the tea had entered Jiang Ning's nose.
"If you take the liberty to invite Mr. Jiang, I hope you won't take offense."
Master Fu raised his head, but didn't get up.
With his qualifications, he really didn't need to stand up to greet him, and Jiang Ning didn't take it to heart.
Master Fu looks very kind, looks like a Maitreya Buddha, and always has a gentle smile on his face. Anyone who sees this face for the first time will not think that it is entrenched in the underground of the provincial capital of Tianhai Province. A terrifying figure in the circle for more than twenty years!
Jiang Ning smiled: "It is my honor to come here for tea."
He went straight into the pavilion and sat down without any politeness, squinting his eyes slightly, sniffed it: "It really is good tea, it seems that I came at the right time."
Not far away, Can Jian stood there, his face was as cold as ice that would not melt for thousands of years.
He didn't sit down with them, but just stood there, completely acting as a guard.
Master Fu poured Jiang Ning a cup of tea, stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, Jiang Ning nodded, and tapped his finger on the table twice to return the greeting.
The warm tea is pouring into the throat, it is indeed good tea, I am afraid it is still a treasure, and people without enough experience may not be able to brew such a good taste.
"Mr. Jiang is young and promising,"
Master Fu smiled while making tea, "Even people like me who don't leave the door have heard of it."
"Oh? That's right, you didn't hear something bad about me, did you?"
Jiangning Road.
"Now, no one dares to speak ill of you, right?"
Master Fu asked back. JrNovels.com
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