Cheng Qingchong took a quick glance at the man before her and nodded in return.
"Take a sit." Jin Ze pointed at the chair across from him before picking up the pot to pour two cups of tea. Cheng Qingchong followed the orders wordlessly but obediently.
Jin Ze pushed a cup of tea to her and kindly offered, "Take a taste of this quality tea. It's Long Jin given by a friend when I visited Hang Zhou a few days ago. It's not bad."
"Thank you." Cheng Qingchong picked up the cup and took a symbolic sip.
Jin Ze smiled, not at all offended by her cautiousness and formality. He picked up his own cup and finished it in one gulp. Then he spoke in a tone that sounded like he was talking with an old friend. "Qingchong, thinking about it, we have not seen each other for almost one year already, yes?"
Cheng Qingchong smiled and said, "That sounds about right."
