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The living room of the suite was quiet.

Sunlight crossed the eaves outside the window, bathing the entire room in warmth and brightness.

The steam from the tea was clearly visible in the beams of light, slowly rising.

The chessboard was already filled with fierce battles, interlocking and extremely complex.

Yet Tang Song’s actions and demeanor remained composed, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

”The electric vehicle industry chain in Southeast Asia, the sovereign wealth funds in the Middle East, the lithium resources in Latin America... these are all key nodes for us to construct the ’Pan-Asian Economic and Technological Internal Cycle.’

”The world’s center is irreversibly shifting from the North Atlantic to the Western Pacific. In the next decade, whoever masters the commercial routes and technical standards connecting the Eurasian continent will become the true player of the next era.”

Ouyang Chengping heard this and nodded thoughtfully.

Ouyang Xianyue adjusted her chaotic thoughts, seeing both of them seemingly deep in contemplation, she finally found the opportunity to softly remind:

”Grandfather, Tang Song, the temperature of the tea is just right, this is the best time to enjoy it.”

”Thank you, Sister Xian Yue.” Tang Song smiled and gracefully gestured, ”Old Sir, please try it first.”

Ouyang Chengping put down the chess piece in his hand and picked up the Ru Kiln teacup in front of him.

He first brought the cup to his nose, gently inhaling.

A refreshing and pure tea fragrance entered his nostrils, clearing his usually somewhat groggy mind.

His eyebrows raised slightly, and he took a sip of the tea.

There was no hint of astringency; instead, it was smooth and mellow with a hint of lingering sweetness.

The tea went down into his stomach, transforming into a warm current, slowly flowing down his esophagus.

His entire body, often feeling cold and frail due to old age, was as if it had been warmed and soothed.

Utterly comfortable.

Then he drank the remaining tea in one gulp.

Whether it was psychological or not, he felt as if his energy and spirit had been greatly enhanced.

He put down the teacup, his cloudy eyes revealing pure delight and admiration: ”Good tea! Good pot!”

He looked at Tang Song, shaking his head with a smile: ”In my life, I’ve drunk at least eight to ten thousand infusions of tea. But to have one as refreshing and invigorating as today’s is the first time. It seems, young man, you truly have some treasures in your possession.”

”As long as you like it, you can use it for tea every day in the future.”

Tang Song smiled as he lifted his own teacup, gesturing from a distance with the old man, and drank it all.

He savored it for a moment.

Looking at the much more spirited Academician Ouyang sitting across from him, his heart was full of emotion.

In fact, considering the meticulous care and extraordinary willpower of this elderly man.

At over eighty years, he shouldn’t be so frail.

But his life was truly too ”burned out.”

From the sixties and seventies, during the ”Third Front” construction movement, he rooted himself in the deep mountains, personally building the first special alloy production line from scratch; to the eighties and nineties, tirelessly closing the seemingly insurmountable technological gap with the Western world; and into the new millennium, in the face of increasingly fierce international competition, even past sixty, he still fought on the frontline of research, providing crucial material support for manned spaceflight projects and new-generation fighter jet development...

Decades spent like a day.

He burned every ounce of his life and effort, unreservedly devoted to the great revival of his nation and people.

His life is a living legend.

Even now, Tang Song holds great respect for such a person.

And he feels genuine joy in being recognized by him.

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Ouyang Xianyue refilled the two of their teacups.

Then, she also picked up a cup, taking a gentle sip.

Slightly stunned.

As an experienced tea connoisseur, she naturally knew that a top-quality Yixing clay teapot can lock in flavor without smothering it, preserving the original fragrance of the tea to the greatest extent.

The unique dual-pore structure can absorb impurities, refining the tea’s taste, making it even richer.

And the effect of the pot Tang Song gifted clearly exceeded the realm of ”good.”

She looked at the tall figure joking and chatting with her grandfather, her eyes shining brightly.

With her disposition and sharpness, she had long perceived the inexplicable ”special qualities” in Tang Song.

Aside from how he, at eighteen, ”won over” someone as proud and ambitious as Jin Meixiao to establish Smile Investment.

Just in his series of commercial strategies afterward, the kind of seemingly divine foresight and ability to always anticipate the future ahead of time...

This long surpassed what could be explained by mere talent.

And there was also the Moon’s Protection he had given her...

About these things, she never delved deeply, nor did she wish to.

Deep in her heart, she had developed an almost blind trust in this young man.

Watching her grandfather, who was clearly more spirited while sipping his tea, a vague hope and vision rose in Ouyang Xianyue’s heart.

Perhaps when he introduced the Ganlu Spring Pot, saying it was ”beneficial to health,” it wasn’t just a casual blessing.

And before entering here, when he said the exact same words as he did five years ago, ”Don’t worry, I have everything under control.”

As a top-notch graduate from the precision instruments department, now in charge of a large technological empire grounded in precision and science.