Gong Jie was suddenly amused to see Hua Jin sitting there like a pincushion, and his anger immediately subsided.
The actor felt profoundly uneasy. He felt a little guilty for having steeped all of this precious tea leaves in one go.
Gong Jie snorted. "Oh well, forget it. It's not like I'm passionate about Da Hong Pao anyway. I like green tea."
"So, what are the tea leaves next to this Da Hong Pao?" he asked.
"Taiping Houkui."
"Houkui?"
Gong Jie raised his eyebrows and shot him a meaningful glance. "Why? Are you now coveting my Houkui?"
"No, no…" He wouldn't dare.
Just drinking a pot of his Da Hong Pao almost bankrupted him. Another pot of Houkui would make him a pauper, wouldn't it?
"Corrupt. How very corrupt." The gap between the rich and the poor in this world was simply too great, the actor thought quietly.
