Chapter 33 Section VIII

It is not easy to maintain the standard of living in the past. "So you are here." who is this Jin Ping turned his head and saw that it was the owner of Cen Yuan. She sighed softly. With an ice bucket in his hand, he sat in the rattan chair beside Jin Ping, opened the wine bottle with skillful gestures, and poured a glass of champagne into Jin Ping. Jin Ping sat opposite him: "Mr. Cen, thank you for helping us." He said: "I haven't officially introduced myself yet. My name is Cen Baosheng. I am a Chinese-American. My ancestors are from Fujian. I have been running this coffee garden for three generations. You know that Sandao Coffee Bar refers to this local product."

Jin Ping nodded. "When I met your master, she was about the same age as you." He paused, "You look quite similar to Ling, and you both have a small oval face." He stretched out his palm, "Only my palm is so big, But thoughtful and intelligent.” "Are you old friends?" "It's been more than twenty years. At that time, she hadn't adopted the three of you." "How do you know each other?" "We don't know each other without fighting." "She shot at you?" "She stole my wallet on the deck of a cruise ship."

"Why?" Definitely not for money. "I have a customs permit for exempt baggage in my bag." I see. "These licenses are very rare." "My father helped a senator to run for governor, and he gave my family a special permit when it was done." "You must have been a little ostentatious back then." Cen Baosheng smiled: "You guessed it." "She must succeed." "No, it's all because of my height and my quick hands. She was caught by me." "Impossible," Jin Ping said, "How could she miss it? Please stand up and let me demonstrate."

Cen Baosheng stood up, the gold bottle only reached around his tall shoulders. He said, "I'm ready, go ahead." Jin Ping opened her hand, and all his keys and wallets were in her hands, as well as a pack of chewing gum. "Ah." Cen Baosheng exclaimed. "The master deliberately found an excuse to chat with you." "I didn't realize what she meant until today." "She has a crush on you." He scratched his head: "It must be." "You were married back then?" "I'm still unmarried." "You and the master should be a pair."

Cen Baosheng was silent, and after a while he said: "She doesn't want to settle down, she told me that watching the coffee trees grow is not her cup of tea." "It's obviously coffee, how could it be tea?" Cen Baosheng smiled wryly: "Time flies so fast. Twenty years have passed by. Whenever she feels unwell, she will always come to Cen Garden to rest." After finishing one bottle of wine, he opened a second bottle. "She doesn't seem to live in the real world. Everything she owns is half-truthful: her name and passport are all fake, but her affection for her friends is real."

"I understand too well." "Once, the land deed of the coffee plantation was taken by my uncle as a bet, and he lost it all overnight. Grandma was so anxious that she found out and went out without a word. When she came back, the land deed was left intact on the table. She was Cen. Benefactor." Jin Ping smiled: "Did she tell you what method she used?" "She said that someone set up a trick to get the land deed. Don't be polite to him. She used a beauty trick." Jin Ping was curious: "There are several kinds of beauty tricks." Cen Baosheng smiled: "She told me that the next day, that person showed off at the casino, took out the land deed of Cen Yuan, and accepted the praise. She sat opposite him, and every bet would lose, he approached her to strike up a conversation——"

"It's over." "Yes, she dropped the chip, and he picked it up for her. From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word." Jin Ping admired it in his heart.