Black Powder Edible Guide

"Mister, please look at the road!" Jiang Minglang held the wine glass, and after being bumped countless times by the crowd, he reprimanded him in a low voice.

Jiang Minglang looked at the people around him, and the feeling of being out of breath came up again.

Originally, he wanted Qiu Ran to come over at the beginning, just to make a cutscene.As a result, Qin Junhao had a little friendship with the old man, so he made a phone call, asked about his health and flattered him.He made the old man so pretentious that he even forgot whether his son's surname was Jiang or Qin.After blowing it up, he was also dragged into the water, and he had to be shy to let him come to this birthday party.What did you say to his father, business communication

God knows how much he hates this kind of banquet with hundreds or thousands of people.There are many people and the air is poor. More than half of the air that reaches the mouth is exhaled from other people's mouths.

Just thinking about it makes me sick.

Jiang Minglang walked through the crowd, and found a slightly quieter place to sit down.While drinking and eating snacks, he checked his phone by the way.There were so many people, so Jiang Minglang didn't dare to check Weibo even though he knew how to read stocks.After playing for a while, he felt bored, so he simply put his phone in his pocket and watched the crowd dancing on the dance floor in a daze.

Qin Junhao is 40 years old this year, and the birthday party was very grand, hundreds of people came to the whole party.There were nearly 100 celebrities, big and small, from the entertainment industry alone.

Jiang Minglang was unhappy when he thought of this, Qin Junhao had been keen to compete with him since a long time ago.He was engaged in real estate, and Qin Junhao immediately switched from catering to real estate. He became interested in investing in the entertainment industry, so Qin Junhao simply set up an entertainment company.In the end, Qin Junhao didn't know where he heard the gossip. Not long after the establishment of the entertainment company, he dug Lin Yueqian over.

Because of this incident, he was so angry that he didn't sleep well for several days.Thinking of that taste now, Jiang Minglang can grit his teeth.

"Minglang, why don't you go dancing, why are you running here and hiding?" Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive, Jiang Minglang just took a sip of wine, when Qin Junhao, the birthday star, suddenly appeared in front of him with a stack of cakes.

"Ho!" Jiang Minglang was caught off guard by this big face, and with a shake of his hand, more than half of the wine in the glass spilled out, all on his trousers, and a lot of it flowed into his shoes along the trousers .

Jiang Minglang quickly stood up, bent over and shook his trousers wetted with wine vigorously with his hands.

"Why are you so careless? I have paper here, so hurry up and wipe it." Qin Junhao was a little flustered by his big movement.While Qin Junhao was looking for a place to put the wine glass and saucer in his hand, he wanted to bring him the glass in Jiang Minglang's hand, and at the same time passed paper to him.

Maybe there was too much movement, there were already several people standing around them.Fortunately, due to his and Qin Junhao's identities, these people didn't stay long, at most they turned around and looked here a few times before leaving.

"Okay, big birthday boy, you can just stand aside and watch, and I will do the rest myself." Seeing that Qin Junhao was holding two cups in one hand, and the other hand was about to reach out to wipe his trousers, Jiang Minglang immediately wiped the cups. Taking the paper from Qin Junhao's hand, he wiped it cleanly and straightened up.

Qin Junhao didn't mind Jiang Minglang talking loudly with him, he smiled and opened his mouth with a hoarse and deep old smokey voice. "I haven't seen you for so long, it's really hard to see you as a busy person."

"What are you talking about, I can't compare to Mr. Qin if you are busy." Jiang Minglang smiled, he raised the empty cup in his hand and lowered it to touch it under Qin Junhao's rim. "Happy birthday to you, President Qin."

After speaking, he raised his head and poured the remaining sip of wine in the glass into his mouth.After finishing the work, he wiped away the wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, turned the glass upside down and shook it in front of Qin Junhao.

"I did it, you are free."

After speaking, Jiang Minglang raised his legs and was about to leave, but Qin Junhao stretched out his hand and stopped him.

"It's a rare meeting, so you don't want to chat with me?" Qin Junhao took a clean stool and stuffed it behind Jiang Minglang's butt.He took a few paper towels and wiped the stool wet by Jiang Minglang casually, then turned around and sat on it.

He handed over the plate with the cake in his hand, and shouted to Jiang Minglang with an old smokey voice.

"Sit down, and fulfill my birthday boy's little wish." Qin Junhao tugged on Jiang Minglang's sleeve, with a bit of pleading in his tone.

Jiang Minglang took a deep breath and sat down after a moment of silence.

Seeing him sit down, Qin Junhao seemed very happy.He moved the cake in his hand to Jiang Minglang's arm, "Take a look, I heard you like this taste."

"Thank you."

Jiang Minglang took the plate, and thanked him politely and distantly.He and Qin Junhao had nothing to say.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward, Qin Junhao stared at Jiang Minglang who kept fiddling with the cake with a fork.After a while, he stood up and raised his head to lightly press Jiang Minglang's shoulder.

"Forget it, I'm glad you can come. I'll leave the tissue for you to wipe your mouth, and I'll go over there to socialize first." Qin Junhao laughed suddenly, he squatted down, and stuffed the remaining tissue in his hand to Jiang Minglang, He got up and walked into the crowd.

Jiang Minglang didn't say a word. After staring at the tissue in his hand for a while, he threw the tissue into the trash can, grabbed his phone and walked out.

bother.

Through a long corridor, Jiang Minglang left the banquet.After standing on the open terrace and blowing the wind for a while, he felt much more comfortable, so he simply didn't go back to the banquet, and could still check Weibo outside.

He opened Weibo and glanced casually, suddenly a little surprised.

Huo Mu, a patient with facial paralysis for thousands of years and a social disorder who doesn't communicate with others after filming, is rumored to be scandalous.What made him even more confused was that Huo Mu's gossip was completely a [-]th line whom he didn't even know.This is not calculated.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Minglang clicked on the Weibo of Bagua.There are many pictures and texts in it, a few blurry night pictures, plus a few guiding words, he, an expert, knows at a glance that Huo Mu has really been tricked.Click on the fan comments, and the comments below are all controlled by sunspots. After scrolling down a lot, you can barely see a few sparse fans explaining below.

Jiang Minglang has seen Huo Mu's fandom's taunting ability before, but today he is as quiet as a chicken.I didn't see the forwarding, and I didn't see the criticism. Could it be that this big fan's troll budget was all on him?He thought a little unkindly.

Anyway, it's not his family's business, and he doesn't eat carrots and worry about it.

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