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Chapter 327 Let's Make a Bet

He is admitting cowardice.

Murong Tianchen waved his hand: "One family doesn't talk about two things."

He was not forgiving, but refusing Hou Guanjie's toast.

In fact, if it wasn't for his wife's sake, he would be too lazy to take care of the family, let alone attend this kind of family banquet.

Because in his opinion, being with these snobs is a waste of time.

He felt from the bottom of his heart that sitting and eating with these disgusting snobs, even sitting in the most luxurious restaurant and eating the best delicacies, would not be as enjoyable as eating a box of lunch in the company by himself.

"Uncle Murong, I don't care about this, and you don't have to take it too seriously."

"But I think you're not in a good mood, why don't you go out and get some air, and wait for Manager Ma who knows how to play the star game to come, and we're going to call you."

Looking at the angry Murong Tianchen, Zhang Feng suddenly said.

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Murong Tianchen was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that Zhang Feng was deliberately pushing him away.

And he also knew that Xingchen Game Company was Zhang Feng's private property, and Zhang Feng held 70.00% of the super large shares, and was the largest shareholder.

Now Hou Guanjie regards him as a waste, little boy.

Then when Manager Ma from Xingchen Game Company comes over, it will be clear at a glance whether Zhang Feng is a jerk or not. At that time... the Hou family's snobs.

Knowing that the good-for-nothing boy in their eyes turned out to be the boss of Xingchen Game Company, his expression would definitely be extremely exciting,
"Haha, okay... you guys chat first, and I'll go out to get some air first."

Murong Tianchen thought in his heart, and immediately felt extremely happy, and immediately laughed and got up and said.

Murong Xin'er knew that Zhang Feng had already dug a big hole quietly, waiting for the Hou family to jump down, and there was a look of dumbfounding on his face.

Murong Tianchen got up and left!

Following his departure, the air pressure in the box suddenly fell into low pressure.

Hou Guanjie slammed his fist on the table, looked at Zhang Feng angrily and said, "Boy, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into my little uncle to be so close to you?"

Until now, their family still firmly believes that Zhang Feng is a waste, a badass who eats soft food, for their wrong information.

Didn't think about anything else at all.

have to say.

This family's IQ is worrying.

Zhang Feng smiled helplessly:
"Cousin Hou, you've always said that I'm a badass, that I'm a softie, but you haven't thought about it... Is the information you got wrong?"

"Maybe I'm not a badass, but a rich young talent, a successful man?"

Young talents, successful?
Just you?
After Hou Guanjie heard these words, he looked at Zhang Feng with more contempt.

Obviously he didn't believe it at all, but Zhang Feng would be a young talent.

"Hmph, just because you dare to say that you are a young talent, I think you are a successful person in the world of soft food, right?"

Hou Guanjie snorted coldly, and said bluntly.

"Son, well said... I also think this kid is a well-deserved young talent in terms of eating soft food, and he is still the best."

Hou Guanjie's father spoke up.

This was the first sentence he said to Zhang Feng, but it was a word of contempt.

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes away from Zhang Feng, as if he didn't want to take another look at Zhang Feng.

And as his words fell, Hou Guanjie's mother also said in a harsh tone: "Hehe, you are a waste who eats soft food, and dare to say that you are a young talent. I think you are brazen and shameless."

Blasphemy, smelly and shameless?
Hearing these words, Zhang Feng shrugged and shook his head indifferently.

He didn't care what they said, but in his heart he expected them to say a few more words.

It's not that he's a bitch.

But the more the family belittles him now, the more exciting the face of the family will be when Manager Ma comes over later.

For this, Zhang Feng is extremely looking forward to it.

"Speak, speak hard."

"Now you talk vigorously, and when you cry later."

Zhang Feng was too lazy to talk to this family, the old god was sitting there pinching his chin thinking.

Murong Xin'er had already begun to ignore her aunt's family's harsh words, and she was looking forward to it, looking forward to Manager Ma's arrival later... What kind of expressions will they have after revealing Zhang Feng's identity.

"Xin'er, why don't you help your aunt say a few words, is it possible that you really like this little boy?"

Murong Xin'er didn't speak, but his aunt took the initiative to say: "Xin'er, you'd better wake up, this little boy is not good enough for you, you and Young Master Yang of Yang's Pharmaceutical are a match made in heaven. .”

"Auntie, I don't think about these things yet, you'd better take care of yourself."

Murong Xin'er smiled, and said pointingly.

He is reminding,

But her reminder was completely ignored by her aunt, who didn't listen at all.

Murong Xin'er shrugged and didn't bother to say anything more.

Zhang Feng sat aside with the old god, and ignored the snobbish eyes of this family,
Time passed little by little.

About ten minutes later, Hou Guanjie's cell phone rang again.

He hurriedly answered the phone, said a few compliments, then hung up the phone and said proudly: "Manager Ma has arrived, I'll go down to pick him up."

As he said that, he looked at Zhang Feng: "Boy, didn't you say you knew Manager Ma just now? I guess... that means you know Manager Ma, but Manager Ma doesn't know you at all."

He doesn't know me?
Hearing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing, and then couldn't help but said: "I guess he will know me, and he will be very polite to me, believe it or not?"

Very polite to you?
When Zhang Feng said this, he immediately became the target of the Hou family's snobbish eyes.

Hou Guanjie's steps towards the outside stopped suddenly, and he looked at Zhang Feng with contempt on his face:
"Hehe, I'm so sorry... You little boy is not bragging enough, is he? What do you think you are? Why should Manager Ma be polite to you? Do you really think of yourself as someone else?"

"Yeah, I really don't know how much I weigh."

"Son, hurry up and pick up Manager Ma, don't waste time here with this kind of waste, it's not worth it."

Murong Xin'er's aunt is as mean as ever.

When Hou Guanjie heard what he said, he didn't say much and left to pick up Manager Ma.

"Oh, looking forward to it."

Watching Hou Guanjie leave, Zhang Feng stretched his waist and looked at Murong Xin'er's aunt calmly and said, "Aunt Xin'er, how about we make a bet? I wonder if you dare to do that?"

bet?

Aunt Murong Xin'er frowned, and looked at Zhang Feng with contempt: "Bet, what bet?"

(End of this chapter)