Assassin Landlord & Beauty Tenants

Chapter 117 Shouli

The birthday banquet of such a big man is very stressful. Whether it is a seat or a sort of birthday, there are very strict rules. In this third layer, people are not so particular. According to the process, everyone I have to go to Xiao Xiao’s birthday, according to the level of identity and the size of the forces. At the moment, the people at Zhao Tiezhu’s table belong to the general characters, the heads of several small gangs, and several small officials. Leaders come, the leaders sit on the head, these people can only sit down.

Because these people are almost the same, so there is no such thing as who is going to drink and who is holding it. Everyone is drinking and enjoying it. Especially, there are many people walking here, and drinking is particularly bold. Not long after Zhao Tiezhu was half a catty, Fan Jian was even flushed. The people present at the scene also attacked side by side and inquired about the identity of Zhao Tiezhu. Zhao Tiezhu only said that he was a friend of the iron hand.

"Iron hand, what kind of birthday gift did you prepare for the father this time?" asked one person at the table. The iron hand smiled mysteriously and didn't speak. In fact, he really didn't know what Zhao Tiezhu had prepared for the father, but the iron column brother shot, it would not be simple. From time to time, some people show off their birthday gifts to the father, and they think that their birthday is the most precious and most precious. From time to time, someone went up to celebrate the birthday, and when he was finished, he returned to the table with a smile on his face.

The power of the iron hand can only be average in these people, so when it is his turn, the banquet has started for about two hours. The waiter shouted the name of the iron hand, and the iron hand smiled at the people around him. With Zhao Tiezhu, he followed the waiter.

There were more than a dozen people who went to the birthday party in the first place. They lined up in a row, and looked at the iron hand with a plate with a gold necklace. "Oh, this is not a brother, but also a younger brother. It’s quite big.”

The iron hand did not look at this person. Fan Jian asked curiously behind him. "Who is this person?"

"Nie Laozi of the Chengnan scorpion gang, squatting that he is in the center of the city, what is it like, we are all black, the most despising is that this stealing, robbery is more than stealing things." The expression is very disdainful.

"Don't talk." The waiter frowned. Panlong helped the head of the company to have the arrogance to swear the little gang leader like the iron hand.

The iron hand glanced at the man and didn't speak. The waiter took a few people to the fourth floor.

The environment of the fourth floor is much better than that of the third floor. Xiao Laozi does not smoke. In order to show respect for it, no one naturally smokes. The table of the father is located under a big birthday in front of the hall. The father has a white hair. Almost almost lost, eyes are chaotic, but there is a momentum of the upper-level person, lying lazily on the chair, on the left side of the father, sitting on the provincial party secretary Zhang Yihuang, on the right, is the commander of the fj military region Chen Weiguo, in such an environment, Chen Weiguo would naturally not say hello to Zhao Tiezhu. Zhao Tiezhu was also very clever and did not move. Standing in front of the old man, stood a burly man with a height of 190 or so. This man had a silky smile on his face. The angle of the corner of the mouth makes him look very domineering. This person is the son of Xiao Laozi, Xiao Tianhu, the helper of Panlong Gang.

"XX help, Zhao Bao." A waiter said softly.

When a person came forward, he raised a glass of wine and said to his father, "I wish the father a blessing like the East China Sea, and life is better than Nanshan."

After drinking it, I got a small box from my arms and handed it to Xiao’s father. The old man’s look did not change. He stunned. Xiao Tianhu raised the cup and gave him a small mouth.

According to this process, I soon arrived at the nephew of the nephew.

"Small second son wish you old, the more you live, the younger, next year, the next year, the next year, the second son will give you a birthday." Nie Lao Er bowed and took out a scroll.

Xiao’s father nodded. Nie’s second is the only person in this group who let Xiao’s father nod. He opened his heart and said, “This is the treasure of Beijing’s Huang Lao, and I hope that Xiao Lao can like it.”

Father Xiao moved to open the reel, took a look, and took it to a person next to him, saying, "Write it down."

Zhang Yihuang smiled and said, "Congratulations to Xiao Lao, I can get Huang Lao's ink treasure. Xiao Zhang, I am awkward, haha."

Xiao Xiaozi smiled. "Zhang Shuji said with a smile. As far as I know, Zhang Shuji’s Huang Lao’s ink treasure is quite a lot."

"Ha ha ha." Zhang Yihuang smiled and did not speak.

Not long after, it was the iron hand, and Zhao Tiezhu said to the iron hand, "I wish the old man a wish."

Father Xiao returned to his previous appearance and only snorted and answered. Zhao Tiezhu was not annoyed. He took out a bag wrapped in white paper from his pocket and placed it on the table.

The people around you can't help but scorn, young people are young people, you can use a better package, wrapped in such a piece of paper, isn't the gift inside you a cake?

The people next to them snickered.

Xiao Lao did not react, just touched the white paper courtesy, and opened a slit with a finger to the white paper. The old man looked at it casually. This time, the original turbid eyes suddenly burst into a flash of light. The original lazy body sat up straight.

The look of the old man was a bit serious. When he looked at the thing and looked at Zhao Tiezhu, he suddenly said, "When you are finished, take him to the study." Then he put the things wrapped in white paper and put them directly. In your own pocket.

This scene surprised the people around. What is this white paper? I can let Xiao Laozi pay so much attention! Huang Lao’s ink treasure is just for the people to collect it. This thing can actually let Xiao’s father collect it, and he can get a separate summon from Xiao’s father! This. This is really amazing.

Chen Weiguo was the same face, smiled and looked at Zhao Tiezhu, and Zhang Yihuang was the same. After Zhao Tiezhu heard Xiao Lao’s words, he nodded and drank the wine on his hand. Xiao Tianhu’s face was a bit strange. It’s just that he didn’t talk any more, and naturally he had his consideration, and he didn’t ask Zhao Tiezhu.

After the wine was finished, Zhao Tiezhu took the iron hand and went downstairs. The man who had drifted in Lamborghini in the parking lot looked at the three people casually and remembered the three people in his mind.

"Iron column brother, what did you just send?" Fan Jian asked curiously, Zhao Tiezhu shook his head and did not speak.

"Is it Viagra?" Fan Jian did not hesitate to name him Fan Jian. He said such a self-righteous answer. "It must be, the old man is so old, he is sure that he has more than enough strength, and he is smart and knows how to vote." It’s good.”

Zhao Tiezhu shook his head helplessly, did not speak.

When the time came down, the waiter did not stop the two from talking. The jokes were able to get the person whom the father had called alone. This is what the waiter can compare.

Back at the wine table, several people who just went up to celebrate the birthday together came to toast, and also inquired about Zhao Tiezhu's gift. Zhao Tiezhu naturally asked three questions, only drinking, and these people were also itch.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the banquet has come to an end, and the old man spoke, and everyone can go.

Zhao Tiezhu stood up and took the iron hand and Fan Jian on the fourth floor.