Urban Most Awesome Dad

Hearing Xu Fan’s words, even if Wang Fangtong was not angry, the customers around them simply could not bear to listen.

They had been begging Wang Fangtong all day, hoping that Boss Wang would pick a jade ornament for them, but Wang Fangtong didn’t care about them at all and went straight to Xu Fan. Boss Wang had already humbled himself to pick a jade ornament for you personally, and yet you ignored him outright. Do you think your taste is better than Boss Wang’s?

Truly, the folly of youth.

The crowd shook their heads, each lamenting that the young man did not know what was good for him; perhaps he was simply unaware of Wang Fangtong’s reputation. To miss out on an ornament personally selected by Boss Wang—an opportunity the average person rarely gets. To refuse even Boss Wang, this young man is really beyond help.

With this thought, the crowd cast pitying glances at Xu Fan for not knowing the good fortune he was in.

Wang Fangtong, however, showed no reaction to Xu Fan’s rejection, but his interest in Xu Fan grew. He said to Xu Fan with a smile, “Since young friend insists on this accessory, I won’t press the matter. However, would you care to sit upstairs and get to know each other?”

“Sure,” Xu Fan nodded. He saw the clarity in Wang Fangtong’s eyes, not someone bad, so he nodded in agreement. After all, this was the biggest store in Yulou Ancient Town, and he would need a lot of jade in the future. Getting to know the owner was not a bad thing.

“Wrap up this accessory, and Mr. Xu can pick it up at the counter when he leaves,” Boss Wang said with a wave to the girl in Hanfu clothing nearby.

“Yes, Boss… Boss Wang,” the girl in Hanfu replied, somewhat flustered and honored by her response to Wang Fangtong.

Although Wang Fangtong was the major owner of Zangyu Tower, he rarely interacted with the staff, so the girl was a little nervous to see the big boss speaking to her, her words not as smooth as they could be.

Watching the Hanfu girl wrap the jade pendant necklace that Xu Fan liked in a special sandalwood box and Shu brocade cloth, Wang Fangtong politely extended his hand and gestured for Xu Fan to follow, saying, “Please come with me to the upstairs for a chat.”

“Okay,” Xu Fan nodded and followed Wang Fangtong’s footsteps to the third floor of Zangyu Tower.

The customers on the second floor, watching Wang Fangtong lead the two people upstairs with an elegant air, couldn’t help but be shocked.

Could it be that Boss Wang is a masochist who only increases his fondness for those who reject him?

It seemed the young man had been invited to the third floor of Zangyu Tower simply for having rejected Boss Wang earlier.

Not just anyone could go up to the third floor of Zangyu Tower.

To get there you needed a Diamond VIP Card, worth one million.

Many of them already felt the pinch spending a hundred thousand on the Gold VIP, not to mention the Diamond they dared not purchase. As for the third floor of Zangyu Tower, they had never set foot up there.

Who would have thought that the seemingly ordinary young man would not only refuse Boss Wang’s recommendation but consequently be invited to the third floor by Boss Wang himself.

The crowd let out sighs of regret, if only they had known, they too would have rejected his recommendation…

Following Wang Fangtong to the third floor, Xu Fan and Zhao Dong arrived at Wang Fangtong’s office.

His office covered an area of eighty square meters, decorated with an antique aesthetic, obviously at great expense—it resembled a study of ancient nobility, exuding a low-key yet luxurious atmosphere.

“Please have a seat,” Wang Fangtong gestured toward a huali wood chair and said politely to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan nodded slightly and sat down in the chair with Zhao Dong.

Wang Fangtong didn’t rush to speak. Instead, he picked up a purple sand teapot from the table and began brewing tea with a set of teaware on his office desk.

With a smooth and artful handling of various delicate teawares, it wasn’t long before he had prepared a pot of tea fragrant with a clear aroma.

If there were connoisseurs present, they would realize at a glance that the purple sand teapot set on his desk, adorned with squirrels and grapes, was none other than the Squirrel Grape Purple Sand Teapot Set which had fetched over 10 million on the auction market.

“Please, you two,” Wang Fangtong said after the tea was ready, gently lifting two purple sand tea bowls and passing them to Xu Fan and Zhao Dong.

After receiving it, Xu Fan brought the tea bowl to his nose and gently sniffed, immediately his mind was filled with a penetrating fragrance of tea.

“Good tea!” Xu Fan nodded in admiration.

Zhao Dong, who was sitting below Xu Fan, took the tea bowl and directly put it to his lips, gulping it down like liquor.

“So hot!” Zhao Dong almost scalded himself with the tea and said with a reddened face.

Observing their reactions, Wang Fangtong silently nodded to Xu Fan. Xu Fan’s calm and composed demeanor at all times won Boss Wang’s great admiration.

As for the uncouth Zhao Dong, Boss Wang made no comment.

“Xu, my friend, do you know what kind of tea this is?” Boss Wang also picked up a cup of tea, slowly sipped it, and with a bit of pride asked Xu Fan.

“I’m not very knowledgeable about tea, but I can feel that this tea must have grown on a cliff. Although lacking the nourishment of rain and dew, it possesses a proud and solitary character of frost and snow. Upon drinking, although there is bitterness, upon reflection, one realizes that the initial bitterness turns increasingly savory,” Xu Fan said lightly after taking a sip.

“Master!” Wang Fangtong only wanted to raise his thumb and give Xu Fan 32 likes.

This tea was from a top-quality Dahongpao mother tree grown on the cliffs of Mount Wuyi in Hujian Province. This national treasure of a mother tree grew in a very dangerous spot on the cliff, and in ancient times, many tea pickers fell from the cliff to their deaths while picking its leaves.

Even though technology has advanced and such accidents no longer happen, harvesting leaves from this tree is still extremely dangerous. Therefore, the tea from this tree has been sold at high prices, reaching up to 100,000 yuan per two grams.

The tea that had just been served to Xu Fan and Zhao Dong, though it was only a few leaves, was worth nearly 10,000 yuan.

This was how Xu Fan differed from others.

Anyone with a slight knowledge of tea could tell that this tea came from Mount Wuyi’s Dahongpao, and someone more skilled might discern that it was from a mother tree.

But Xu Fan hit the nail on the head with his immediate insight that the tea must have grown on a sheer cliff.

What kind of ability allowed him to discern a tree’s growing conditions just from a sip of tea? Wang Fangtong, who had drunk tea for decades and had countless tea connoisseurs as friends, knew that even his most knowledgeable friends couldn’t do what Xu Fan had done.

And yet, Xu Fan claimed he didn’t understand tea.

So Wang Fangtong couldn’t help but feel that Xu Fan was indeed a very mysterious person.