Qi Yun lifted the bag in his hand and replied, "What's up? Not welcome, huh? Shall I leave then?"
Seeing this, Shi Feng hurriedly threw down the cloth in his hand, rushed forward, and grabbed him with a smile on his face: "How can that be? President Qi, your presence here really brightens up my place. I was just joking with you earlier. Please, please come in!"
The two sat down by the mahogany coffee table inside the shop, and Shi Feng deftly set up the tea set and started boiling water to brew tea.
"President Qi, how about some Da Hong Pao? This is the last bit of my collection, I usually can't bear to drink it. But since you're here today, I won't mind." Shi Feng said, looking up while skillfully brewing the tea.
Qi Yun placed the bag on the table, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it: "It's alright."
Shi Feng didn't mind, his face full of flattery.
