My stall is a bit fierce

Only then did Zhao Zifeng recall, he immediately packed up the booth and hurried back.

After going back, He Xiaoyu changed into a set of beautiful clothes, dressed more beautifully and maturely, like Yujie Fan.

Zhao Zifeng was a little absorbed and didn't say a word. He didn't react until He Xiaoyu yelled several times.

"Ah...then, let me invite you to dinner tonight!"

Because I couldn't think of what gift to give her temporarily, so I could only invite her to dinner first and then think about what to give her.

At this moment, He Xiaoyu's phone rang, and when she picked it up, she immediately became embarrassed.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Zifeng leaned over to look at the caller ID on the phone screen.

"Huh? Your mother called?"

Didn't this girl say that her parents are abroad?Why is this call from China?

But think about it seriously, today is He Xiaoyu's birthday, probably because her parents returned to China to celebrate her birthday.

Seeing that He Xiaoyu frowned, as if she didn't want to answer the call, Zhao Zifeng asked, "What's the matter? Your mother called, won't you answer it?"

He Xiaoyu's eyes hesitated for a while, but he still pressed the answer button, and then there was a burst of crying from the other end of the phone: "Oh, Xiaoyu, you finally answered the phone!"

He Xiaoyu took a deep breath and asked weakly, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Yo, what's the matter? Today is your birthday, and your dad and I came back from abroad to celebrate your birthday."

After the words fell, He Xiaoyu felt somewhat relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Really? Then where are you now?"

"We're in Polaris Restaurant, Box [-], come here quickly!"

After hanging up the phone, He Xiaoyu turned to Zhao Zifeng and said, "Zifeng, accompany me to Polaris Restaurant, my parents are here."

In a word, Zhao Zifeng's heart beat inexplicably faster. This rhythm is for meeting his parents!

After hastily changing a set of clothes, Zhao Zifeng and He Xiaoyu went out.

Because all the assets were deducted by the system, the Lamborghini sports car was also confiscated, so the two had to take a taxi to the Polaris restaurant.

When we came to Polaris Restaurant, we were greeted with elegant jazz music upon entering the door. It was refreshing to listen to. A smiling waiter followed Zhao Zifeng and said, "Sir, who are those?"

"Box No. [-]." He Xiaoyu said.

After the words fell, the waiter's smile became brighter and more polite. He bent down respectfully and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Please, please."

In the past, Zhao Zifeng also came to Polaris Restaurant during company dinners. Although it is not a high-end restaurant, the consumption is not low, and the people who can reserve the No. [-] luxury box are people with great status and power.

Could it be that He Xiaoyu's parents are big shots?
The waiter took the two of them to the No. [-] box. After entering the door, they saw a middle-aged woman in a tattooed cheongsam approaching her. She was in her early forties.

"Mom!" He Xiaoyu spoke first.

If it wasn't for He Xiaoyu's name, Zhao Zifeng would have thought this woman was He Xiaoyu's sister!

And a middle-aged man following behind the middle-aged woman, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with an indifferent expression, walked up and asked blankly, "Xiao Yu, who is this behind you?"

Only then did He Xiaoyu come to his senses, pulled Zhao Zifeng over and smiled, "Dad, this is my...friend."

He Wen and Yang Guiyu breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the title of friend, and hurriedly greeted them: "Hi, we are He Xiaoyu's parents."

Zhao Zifeng nodded, and then the four of them took their seats, but it could be seen that there was an extra seat beside He Xiaoyu.

Is there anyone else?
Zhao Zifeng poured tea for several people very politely, and grinned: "Uncle and aunt, I originally wanted to celebrate Xiaoyu's birthday with her today, but I didn't expect both of you to come."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Guiyu frowned suddenly, and whispered into He Xiaoyu's ear, "Xiaoyu, are you really just friends with him?"

He Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed, looked at Zhao Zifeng, but said nothing.

Yang Guiyu felt something was wrong, so she turned to Zhao Zifeng and asked, "Zifeng, what do you do for work?"

"Oh, me, I set up a street stall." Zhao Zifeng replied truthfully, his eyebrows raised.

But as soon as this word came out, both Yang Guiyu and He Wen couldn't help but sneered, but quickly recovered their expressions and said, "Today, setting up a street stall is very hard, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it's hard to stand in the scorching sun."

He Wen looked Zhao Zifeng up and down. He was dressed in a street stall and had dark skin. He could tell at a glance that he was a child who grew up in the countryside.

This kind of child is honest, industrious and polite. Unfortunately, in this society, strength is becoming less and less valuable. Even a diligent person can only take care of food and clothing, and it is impossible for him to become rich.

"That's right, I'll set up a street stall with him too!" He Xiaoyu laughed.

After hearing this sentence, the couple immediately turned cold, especially Yang Guiyu said in a low voice: "Girls, why do you go to set up a stall? This will have a great impact on your identity!"

"Identity?" Zhao Zifeng blinked curiously.

I heard before that He Xiaoyu came back from studying abroad, but Zhao Zifeng really didn't know her identity.

"We, Xiaoyu, are graduates of famous foreign universities, so we must be demeaning to do the humble job of setting up a stall!" Yang Guiyu said coldly.

Immediately, Zhao Zifeng looked a little embarrassed, scratching his head, not knowing what to say.

"Zifeng, how about you, you set up a stall just to make a living, I can understand, but you can't bring us Xiaoyu in, what if the sun burns your skin, what should you do?" Yang Guiyu said to Zhao Zifeng.

"Also, please stay away from us, Xiao Yu, in the future. We, Xiao Yu, have received higher education and are very different from rural children like you."

After the words fell, Zhao Zifeng looked a little embarrassed. Although he had seen this kind of snobbery a lot, they were He Xiaoyu's parents, so he didn't dare to say anything.

"Mom, how can you say that, setting up a stall is also doing business, why is it so lowly?" He Xiaoyu frowned and said disdainfully.

"Business? Oh, come on, today mom will bring you a big business man!" Yang Guiyu excitedly said.

With that said, the door of the box was opened.

A man in a navy blue suit stepped in.

Yang Guiyu seemed extraordinarily enthusiastic, walked over and said, "Oh, Gao Yang, you've come, come, come, Xiao Yu came to say hello!"

"Gao Yang?" He Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, isn't this his childhood sweetheart?
"Hey, Xiaoyu, long time no see!" Gao Yang greeted He Xiaoyu as soon as he came up.