You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"..."

When she said this, although her voice was not loud, the influence it caused was really not small.

Not only Jiang Mian, Jiang Ling and their three older brothers were stunned, but even their father, Jiang Shifeng, the current chairman of the Jiang Group, was also stunned.

Is this Jiang Qiyu going to turn against the heavens?

How dare you speak to the old man like that at his birthday banquet!

Just as Mr. Jiang was about to pat the table with his eyes wide open, Jiang Qiyu spoke first:

"I know you are very angry now, but don't be angry, everyone is watching."

Jiang Shifeng's expression on the side was not good-looking, he looked at her with a calm face, and his voice was full of warning:

"Qiyu, I haven't seen you for more than a month, you are becoming more and more lawless."

Jiang Qiyu was not stupid, it would not do her any good to keep the Jiang family from stepping down in front of everyone, so she picked up the wine utensils in front of her with a smile.

Pick up the bottle that I have been looking forward to for a long time, the bottle of 50-year-old collector's edition 53-degree sauce-flavored Feitian Moutai in the middle of the round table.

While pouring wine into his glass, he smiled heartily at Mr. Jiang and said:

"Grandpa, I was joking with you just now, please forgive me, I will punish myself for three cups today as an apology for you!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for other people on the table to stop him, he raised his head——

Drank down the glass of white wine that was a few cents more expensive than gold.

Coincidentally, Jiang Qiyu doesn't have any other hobbies. Apart from playing games, she spends her free time doing nothing.

This is a 50-year collection of Moutai. How can you prove your apology to Mr. Jiang without taking a few sips?

After drinking a glass, before other people can react, fill up another glass, and drink again!

Pour again, drink again!

pour again...

"and many more!"

When she was about to pour the fourth cup, the old man couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly waved his hand to stop.

It's not that I'm worried that she's hurting her stomach from drinking, but it's that I feel sorry for the "Collector's Edition" that I didn't drink but let her drink half a bottle in vain.

This wine can't be bought even with money now!

After her making such a fuss, the matter of pouring the wine passed in such a muddle-headed manner. At the old man's birthday banquet, no one wanted to show his family's ugliness.

Just now Jiang Qiyu drank three glasses of white wine in a row. Although the aroma of the wine was overflowing in her mouth, her throat was indeed a little burnt. Fortunately, the speed of serving food in this hotel is not bad, and the dishes are not bad.

She eats to her heart's content, but there are always people who want to find it unpleasant.

Jiang Yuan, Jiang's second brother, praised Jiang Mian in front of the old man, but at the same time, he did not forget to find a counterpart to step on her:

"Mianmian has a good figure and good looks, even her personality is so gentle, this sister looks good everywhere I look, unlike some people..."

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, Jiang Qiyu stretched out her hand to pick up a boiled prawn indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, I have a good appetite."

Seeing her look like a hob, Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes:

"Cut, you have a thick skin."

But Jiang Qiyu still didn't show any signs of anger when she heard the words, she raised her head and smiled at Jiang Yuan while peeling the shell:

"Yeah, why don't we sit at the same table? I'm thick-skinned, but you have a bad mouth. It's the same."

"Speak again..."

Jiang Yuan was about to make trouble, but she immediately changed the subject with a smile, and asked like a chat between relatives:

"Second cousin, I remember you majored in financial management in college, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Tsk, what a pity."

Jiang Qiyu put down the half-peeled shrimp without haste, wiped her hands and said regretfully:

"You should go to an agricultural university. With your mouth like your second cousin, stick it up and plant it in the field, and the crops don't need chemical fertilizers."

"you!"

And just when he was gnashing his teeth and trying to fight back, a magnetic voice with a smile sounded behind him:

"Second Master Jiang's mouth is so powerful? If you say a few more gossips, wouldn't the paraquat be saved?"

Several juniors who were paying attention to this place followed the sound at the same time, and saw a handsome man full of dignity standing cheerfully behind Jiang Qiyu's chair.

The visitor put his arms around his arms and looked lazily. He looked at Jiang Yuan with arrogance and sarcasm in his eyes.

"This project is good. I voted for it. The second son can contact me anytime if he wants to."

"Qi Yue?"

"Boss Qi?"

The voices of Jiang Mian and Jiang's elder brother sounded at the same time.

Just as Jiang Qiyu was about to turn around to look, a man's slightly playful chuckle sounded above her head:

"I haven't seen you for two days, why is it so long?"

After saying this, Qi Yu didn't stop, and immediately turned around and walked towards Mr. Jiang who was on the main seat.

"..."

Jiang Qiyu looked at his tall and straight back without saying a word, but blinked slowly.

He also came to the birthday banquet?

But she only thought about it for a moment, and soon, her attention was attracted by another figure in a suit and leather shoes.

"Grandpa Jiang, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan."

Mr. Jiang, who was greeting Qi Yu, was even more delighted to see the person coming, and waved cheerfully:

"Xiaoheng is getting more and more handsome, come here quickly."

Lu Heng is here.

Although he was a little surprised to see Qi Yue beside him, he still greeted him politely.

She didn't even look at Jiang Qiyu, but while talking with Mr. Jiang, she shifted her eyes to Jiang Mian who was aside from time to time.

On the contrary, Jiang Mian kept her eyes fixed on him, and she didn't respond to his gaze at all, instead she seemed to dodge.

However, Lu Heng didn't notice the strangeness in her demeanor. After exchanging greetings with Mr. Jiang, he went directly to the topic:

"Grandpa Jiang, apart from coming here to celebrate your birthday on behalf of my father, I have one more thing to ask for your permission."

The old man had a pleasant face: "Xiao Heng, just tell me what you want."

"It's such a grandpa, about my marriage contract with Jiang Qiyu..."

Speaking of this, he glanced in Jiang Qiyu's direction for the first time, and then quickly averted his gaze.

He was about to continue speaking, but was suddenly interrupted by a crisp female voice on the table:

"Grandpa, Lu Heng...Brother Lu probably wanted to say,"

Jiang Mian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke at this moment, with a firm tone, as if he had already made a decision in his heart:

"It's time to fulfill his engagement with Qiyu."