Part 2
Putting aside his thoughts, Yu Li turned around, but saw a group of people standing at the elevator around the corner.
Among them were several people who often appeared in financial news, as well as some well-known alumni of Y University.
And at the very center of the group, standing out like a crane among chickens, was the very person he had just decided to avoid - Yan Shiting!
Yu Li drew in a sharp breath, quickly turning around, but the manager's voice came from behind him, "Little Yu, wait a moment."
Yu Li's footsteps paused.
He stiffly turned around to see the manager walking towards him, and not far away was the group of people waiting for the elevator, with Yan Shiting among them.
Seeming to have noticed Yu Li, Yan Shiting slightly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across him indifferently.
Yu Li's body shuddered, and he lowered his head, "What's the matter, manager?"
"President Yan's private room is Hongyun Pavilion, you and Xiao Yang will go serve them later. Remember to be extra polite in your service, those are VIPs we can't offend."
"Normally President Yan doesn't drink alcohol when he's present, but the VIPs may talk for a long time, so you'll have to work overtime for two hours after 6 o'clock, and the overtime pay will be triple."
Life is like this, when you try to avoid something, it will inevitably come crashing into you.
Yu Li had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Okay, thank you, manager."
The manager patted his shoulder approvingly and left.
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Outside the Hongyun Pavilion, Yu Li took a few deep breaths, then pushed the tea trolley and walked in with his colleague Xiao Yang.
The Hongyun Pavilion was the largest private room in Yuting Pavilion, several times bigger than the one Yan Sui had booked. It was usually only reserved for the company's senior executives.
Before serving the dishes, the two servers would go into the private room to serve tea and snacks, then wait outside, ready to handle any emergencies.
Yu Li walked into the private room without looking sideways, and he and Xiao Yang poured tea and served the snacks, one on the left and one on the right.
The clear and transparent pu'er tea was poured into the white porcelain cups, the steaming hot air rising.
A man around forty years old stared at the opposite Yu Li, watching his slender hands carefully pouring the tea, then suddenly smiled, "The tea in Yuting Pavilion is beautiful, and the servers are beautiful too."
As his words fell, a few gazes vaguely fell on Yu Li.
The young man lowered his eyes, the long and dense eyelashes casting a fan-like shadow, and with each blink, the tear mole under his right eye appeared and disappeared in the shadow.
Yu Li tried his best to ignore those gazes, his tea-pouring movements unaffected.
The man asked again, "I don't like to drink pu'er, does Yuting Pavilion have Da Hong Pao?"
Xiao Yang, who had just finished pouring tea for the man, nodded, "Yes, we do."
The man said excitedly, "Then you--" he nodded towards Yu Li, "can you brew the tea?"
The room fell silent for a moment.
Yu Li could not pretend not to have seen it, he smiled and said, "We have prepared Da Hong Pao, don't worry, our tea is all brewed by professional tea artists."
The man was unsatisfied, "Drinking tea is first about the tea leaves and the tea soup, and second about appreciating the tea artist's movements, only then can one truly enjoy the tea."
This meant that he insisted on Yu Li brewing the tea for him.
Yu Li was a bit at a loss.
Yuting Pavilion had indeed trained them on how to brew tea, and he could do it, but he was definitely not as skilled as the professional tea artists.
But in this situation, it seemed he couldn't refuse.
Yu Li pursed his lips, just about to agree, when he heard a light cough.
This voice was not unusual, but the problem was, it came from the direction where Yan Shiting was sitting.
Everyone involuntarily looked at Yan Shiting.
Yan Shiting picked up his teacup, but didn't say anything.
Sitting to his left was the assistant - Jiang Miao, who had just coughed, and he smiled cheerfully, "If Manager Li wants to see, then call the tea artist."
He narrowed his eyes even more, "Why bother troubling a server?"
The man who had just been flirting with Yu Li put on a flattering smile.
He smiled obsequiously, "Assistant Jiang is right, professional matters should be left to professionals."
Jiang Miao looked at Yu Li again, his tone gentle, "After you've finished pouring the tea, go find the best tea artist quickly for Manager Li."
Yu Li visibly relaxed, nodding quickly, "Yes, please wait a moment."
He and Xiao Yang pushed the tea cart out to the lobby and contacted the manager using the walkie-talkie.
By the time the tea artist came into the private room with the tea set, Yu Li and Xiao Yang both let out a sigh of relief.
Xiao Yang tugged at the collar of his uniform, "It's a good thing President Yan was there, he hates that kind of vulgar atmosphere the most, otherwise little Yu would have had to brew that pot of tea."
Yu Li was momentarily taken aback.
He had always thought that businessmen would be like that, after all, he often heard people say that it was better to discuss business on the dining table.
He put away his surprise and asked, "What if President Yan wasn't here?"
"The big boss of our Yuting Pavilion is also a company president, the customers will give us a little face, they won't be too demanding. Like today's Manager Li, he's the minority."
Xiao Yang thought for a moment, then added, "If you encounter a troublesome one and get bullied, you can apply for compensation, there's a few thousand."
Yu Li listened to Xiao Yang's advice and nodded.
He glanced sideways at the door leading to the inner room, and after a while, he said he needed to go to the restroom and left the Hongyun Pavilion.
In the restroom, Yu Li leaned over the sink and splashed some water on his face.
He patted his cheeks, trying to curve his lips into a smile, making the muscles on his face less stiff.
After a moment, he wiped the water droplets off his face and walked out of the restroom, only to run straight into a person.
Yu Li's heart jumped back up to his throat.
Damn, it's Yan Shiting, alone!
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