Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

The two of them stopped at the door with the sign of 'Guest Room' hanging on it.

The man in front knocked on the door twice, and a voice came from inside: "Come in."

"Miss Song, please."

This means letting her go in by herself.

Song Qingyou thanked her clearly and walked in without hesitation.

No matter what time it was or who she might face, she was used to never showing timidity.

Such a calm attitude made the people sitting in the reception room look down upon him.

The interior of the reception room looks like a new Chinese tea room.

After entering, what you see is an ink painting as the background wall.

In front of the painting, there is a wooden table and two chairs facing each other.

There are also rugged rockeries and proud green bamboos on the right side.

Song Qingyou's gaze finally focused on the old man sitting on the chair.

The person who sent the message was right. The old man looked very imposing, and he was either rich or noble.

Even if your hair is gray, it should not be underestimated.

"Excuse me, old gentleman, why are you looking for me?"

The old man didn't answer, but said as if to introduce himself: "My surname is Jiang."

Song Qingyou was stunned and immediately thought of Jiang Zhihan.

However, she remained calm and changed her words from Shan Ruliu: "Mr. Jiang."

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Don't you ask about Zhihan's relationship with me?"

"There's no need to bother." Song Qingyou's voice was cold, "If you come to me, it must be related to Mr. Jiang."

I have to say that Song Qingyou's reaction and attitude were beyond the old man's expectations.

Jiang Zhihan lived in seclusion after a car accident. After learning that the outsider he had many contacts with turned out to be a female star, Mr. Jiang launched an investigation.

Later, I learned that Jiang Zhihan not only agreed to the program crew's filming of Jiang Yuan Group because of Song Qingyou, but also purchased an entertainment industry investment company in a private name, and had other cooperation with this little star...

At work, the little star even has a high-sounding title of ‘consultant’…

All this surprised the old man.

He was very worried that Jiang Zhihan would follow in Jiang Quan's footsteps and fall into trouble at the hands of a woman.

That's why I came here specifically to meet this little star.

Before coming, the old man was still telling the housekeeper that if the little star knew enough about current affairs, maybe he would quit when he saw him.

If it were the opposite, it would be impossible to remain indifferent to seeing him so suddenly.

As a result, Song Qingyou's reaction was completely different from what the old man expected.

She looked very calm, not like she was meeting a high-ranking person. She only had the most basic respect for an ordinary old man in her eyes.

The old man suddenly felt that he had arrived in a hurry, and he had not deliberately understood Song Qingyou's character.

He lightly tapped the Go board on the table, "Can you play chess?"

Song Qingyou nodded, and at the old man's signal, she sat across from him.

"After you."

Song Qingyou tried to exchange chess pieces with the old man, letting the old man take the black chess to go first.

Mr. Jiang frowned: "Are you sure?"

Over the years, few people have been able to play chess better than him!

Is the little girl in front of me a little too confident?

Song Qingyou curled her lips: "OK."

"Little girl, have you ever learned Go?"

"Teaching yourself privately." Song Qingyou could only say this.

"Self-taught?"

Song Qingyou: "After every move I make, I can count hundreds of moves."

The old man obviously doesn't believe it. If you have this ability, wouldn't it be more than enough to become a professional player? Maybe even get the title of genius!

However, the old man did not directly accuse the person of bragging, and simply agreed to exchange the chess pieces.

The black one goes first, and the white one follows closely behind.

Song Qingyou didn't seem to have to think too much about every step she took, and she was so fast that she seemed to be doing random things.

However, as her opponent, Mr. Jiang soon felt the pressure.

Less than ten minutes later, the old man raised his eyes and looked at the young girl's calm appearance, and then put the chess piece back in his hand.

"I'm old and useless. I lost this game."

"Concession."

Neither humble nor arrogant.

This calm and composed look is much better than that of some wealthy daughters.

The old man asked curiously: "Can you really count hundreds of moves after one move?"

Song Qingyou nodded: "For example, the old gentleman just——"

"I want to call you Grandpa Jiang."

The old man finally understood that the little girl in front of him had no intention of clinging to the Jiang family or flying up the branches. It was not certain whether he would like his grandson or not!

But I am good at this game of Go, and I can communicate more with him.

Jiang Zhihan, who could see his grandfather's thoughts at a glance:...

Fortunately, he was still worried about what the old man was going to do to Song Qingyou, but this was the result?

Song Qingyou paused, "The chess game Grandpa Jiang just played..."

She only explained a few words, and the old man nodded his head, as if he was listening attentively.

After hearing the end, the old man was already impressed by Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou took the opportunity to ask: "Grandpa Jiang came to see me this time. What's the matter?"

Mr. Jiang, who had been so arrogant just now, now responded very cooperatively:

"To be honest, I heard that Zhihan had a relationship with a female star, so I came over to take a look."

Come and see if it's fake, test if it's true, Song Qingyou knows it all.

But looking at the old man's current attitude, there is no need to pierce the window paper.

"Jiang and I have always been friends." Song Qingyou said calmly.

Turns out they were just friends.

Mr. Jiang had no intention of disbelief.

He took away the chessboard and prepared to make tea.

Song Qingyou stretched out her hand, "Grandpa Jiang, why don't you let me come?"

Jiang Zhihan couldn't help but raise his head.

He knew that his grandfather's two biggest hobbies were playing chess and drinking tea.

The former is always crushing others, while the latter is always studying, and from time to time he complains that the butler's method is not right and will waste tea...

Since Song Qingyou won in Go, Mr. Jiang hesitated and asked, "You know how?"

Song Qingyou nodded, she had learned this in the ancient world!

The old man hesitated for a while and finally gave up the tea set.

Song Qingyou straightened her back and held the teapot in her hand. Hot water poured out from the thin spout and landed on the tureen in a clockwise direction, causing hot steam to rise. Then she washed the other tea sets one by one, her movements like flowing water.

It looks very skillful, I don’t know how many times I have done it.

Mr. Jiang stared intently.

A few minutes later, the cup of tea placed in front of him was clear and translucent, warm and mellow, and he could smell the mellow tea aroma even before he drank it.

The old man took a bite and felt endless aftertaste.

He was very excited, and even had the urge to make Song Qingyou his New Year friend.

The next second I heard Song Qingyou say:

"The time for picking this Pu'er was not right, and the heat for frying was not right. It's a pity."

Mr. Jiang:...

Usually he is the only one who dislikes others for not being "refined" enough, but today it is his turn? !

Jiang Zhihan glanced at the tea can next to him.

He remembered that the old man spent hundreds of thousands to buy this small pot of tea last year.