Seeing the visitor, Zhang Kun smiled and nodded: "Hello Aunt Zhang."

Dean Li's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly: "Hello, Zhang, I'm so embarrassed to cook yourself."

"Director Li said that my old man Ye can recover from his health, thanks to you and Dr. Zhang. He has always wanted to invite you to a meal. Today, I happened to know you were coming, so I went to buy something. Let's sit down first." Zhang Zhirui nodded with a smile, then went back to the kitchen to work hard, and the nanny and aunt hurriedly followed in.

Zhang Kun pulled Dean Li to sit down on the sofa, and then he did not feel at all aware of being a guest. He lowered his body and started to churn under the coffee table, and then took out the innermost can of red tea leaves.

Ye Tao, who had been watching TV, saw the red tea pot in Zhang Kun's hand from the corner of his eyes, and his eyebrows raised: "You..."

However, as soon as he said that, Ye Tao stopped talking, just looked at the red tea jar in Zhang Kun's hand, looking heartbroken.

Looking at Ye Tao's appearance, Zhang Kun hurriedly said, "Don't be stingy, old man. I heard that this tea is hard to buy, well, no, I can't buy it even if I have money. You can also let me try such a good thing. What does it taste like? Just a little, a little."

Listening to Zhang Kun's words, Ye Tao turned his head and stopped looking, but looked disappointed.

This little brat obviously knows this thing. There are only a few mother trees on Wuyi Mountain, with a limited annual output, and even he is not qualified to divide them. This is what he asked for from an old leader.

This guy is so good that he found it all at once.

Looking at the old man's resentment, Zhang Kun couldn't help but laugh. The old man also felt sorry for something.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun smiled and said, "Okay, I'll get some for you next time, and I'll make it exactly the same as yours."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Ye Tao glanced at him angrily: "Just brag."

While Zhang Kun and Ye Tao were chatting and laughing, Jiao Yuanzhong stood aside. As soon as the two of them were talking, Jiao Yuanzhong whispered: "Boss, if nothing is wrong, then I will go back first."

Ye Tao turned his head, looked at Jiao Yuanzhong and waved his hand: "Stay here to eat, and leave after dinner."

As he said that, Ye Tao pointed at Zhang Kun angrily and said with a smile: "Anyway, if you have this little brat to make a living, you won't have a pair of chopsticks."

When Ye Tao spoke like this, Jiao Yuanzhong naturally could not leave, but he did not dare to sit and wait for dinner like Zhang Kun and Li Tongxin, and then he also got into the kitchen to help him start.

On the sofa, Zhang Kun found another tea tray and began to slowly tinker with the precious tea leaves.

Boil water, then carefully pour some out of the tea pot and put it in the pot, then rinse the hot water. So, this is Zhang Kun’s tea ceremony. When Ye Tao next to him raised his eyebrows again.

Will this little brat make tea? Isn’t this wasting my precious tea leaves in vain?

Fortunately, Zhang Kun poured a pot and took the red tea pot back under the tea table. Ye Tao felt relieved. Then he saw Zhang Kun bringing a cup of brewed tea soup and delivering it to him with a "stylish" look on his face.

Although I felt a little distressed that my baby tea leaves were so tossed, I didn't refuse. I took the tea cup and took a sip.

The tea soup is fragrant when it enters the mouth, then goes down the throat, rich and fragrant when it leaves the mouth.

But Ye Tao lowered his eyebrows, and all this good tea was wasted.

After taking a sip of Ye Tao, he stopped continuing. He put down the teacup and turned to watch Zhang Kun deliver the second cup to Li Tong's newbie. Then he also held the teacup with a "severe eyebrows and a mouse face" on his face. He tasted the tea soup that was said to be unsold, and looked happy, as if he was immersed in the tea ceremony.

Ye Tao shook his head helplessly.

Then he stopped talking and went to watch his news broadcast attentively. This is Ye Tao's compulsory course every day.

The official position reached Ye Tao and others, and the boring news broadcasts that most people see in the eyes of them have sent a lot of signals.

The news broadcast ended on time at 7:30, and the food in the kitchen was served. Jiao Yuanzhong was placing dishes and chopsticks, while Aunt Zhang washed her hands and greeted: "Lao Ye, Dr. Zhang, Dean Li, come and have a meal."

Ye Tao nodded, then stood up and walked towards the dining table, while Zhang Kun called Dean Li and walked over.

Jiao Yuanzhong pulled a chair for Ye Tao, Ye Tao sat on it, and then suddenly said to Zhang Kun, who had just sat down opposite him, "By the way, I'll get you an entry and exit permit. Otherwise, you will have to pick you up every time you come here. Don't you feel troublesome, Xiao Jiao is still annoyed."

Hearing Ye Tao's words, Zhang Kun was stunned, then smiled and shook his head: "I don't have a car, so let's forget about the pass or something."

After Zhang Kun finished speaking, Ye Tao was stunned: "You don't have a car?"

Ye Tao said this, but Director Li Tongxin, who had just sat down, stood up as if he was sitting on the spikes, and hurriedly said, "It was me who was negligent. Governor Ye, Dr. Zhang is the core doctor of our hospital and has made indelible contributions to the hospital. The hospital should have a car for Dr. Zhang, and I will make arrangements when I go back."

However, as soon as President Li finished speaking, Ye Tao looked over and said lightly: "Director Li, I'm not saying you, don't think about it. Also, the use of public equipment and private use is the task that the provincial government will focus on in the next quarter, and the central hospital is also within this division."

"Also, the hospital provides a doctor with a car. No hospital has such good benefits. Tang Guohua hasn't, yet, and the director hasn't, yet, he has this one?"

Hearing Ye Tao's words, Dean Li's forehead sweat suddenly came down. He nodded timidly, but he didn't know how to respond. He didn't dare to sit down until Zhang Kun next to him pulled him down.

After saying that, Dean Li, Ye Tao looked at Zhang Kun again, with a little puzzled look in his eyes.

This kid really doesn't have a car?

No, as far as he knows, Zhang Kun should be rich. Although he doesn’t know how many, it should be quite a lot.

The guy donated six million yuan at a time when the school’s dilapidated house was renovated. As far as Ye Tao knew, the investments in Nanhu were above Zhang Kun’s hands were at least more than one billion yuan.

Moreover, this brat looks unreliable, but many of the friends he makes are top rich people. Even if he doesn't buy a car by himself, he will just give one.

As if seeing the doubt in Ye Tao's eyes, Zhang Kun immediately smiled bitterly: "No driver's license."

Ye Tao suddenly raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "What a big deal, can you drive?"

Zhang Kun nodded with laughter: "Yes, I've held it a few times before."

Ye Tao's face suddenly faded and he looked at Zhang Kun coldly: "Driving without a license."

Zhang Kun's smile remained unchanged: "That's all abroad."

Ye Tao still said with a bad face: "It's also driving without a license abroad."

"But that's not yours, it's not yours." Zhang Kun laughed.

Ye Tao's face calmed down, and then said angrily: "Okay, let Xiao Jiao accompany you to get one after a while, and then buy the car. It will be more convenient to have a car."
Chapter completed!