I have become the white moonlight of the iceberg boss [Rebirth]

The first floor of the Ginkgo International Hotel in the east of the CBD.

Qi Hu was wearing a tailored white suit and was led by the manager to the central hall on the second floor.

"Mr. Qi, all the boxes in the other halls on the second floor have been booked, and only the largest central hall remains." With a professional smile on his face, the manager turned on all the lights in the hall to show the size of the facilities.

Qi Hu originally only wanted a hall that could accommodate 40 to [-] people, but this central hall was too big for him.

Seeing Qi Hu's embarrassed face, he said again: "If you think it's inappropriate, there is also a banquet hall on the third floor."

Qi Hu thought for a while: "Is there really nothing else?"

The manager shook his head: "Currently there are none. Others that meet your requirements have been booked, and the rest are banquets for special occasions."

The implication is that he has no choice.

"Then this one." Qi Hu nodded, and went to discuss the facilities and dishes with the manager.

……

That day Luo Chongyan got up early, parted his hair and pulled it back, wearing a wireless earphone on his right ear.He was also wearing a white haute couture suit with a light blue shirt inside, which made his complexion fairer. Under the ankle-length trousers were a pair of shiny black handmade lace-up leather shoes.

Luo Chongyan picked out a watch of the same model that he often wore during the day and night, picked up the ink-colored seven-point geometric perfume bottle and sprayed it on the air above his head twice, feeling the sandalwood fragrance like a large ice cube slowly falling on him.

Dabai flashed his eyes behind him: "It's ten o'clock."

"Oh, I see."

Luo Chongyan closed his eyes, sniffing the middle-end sandalwood notes that gradually came after the first notes had dissipated: "Let Yue Ming prepare the car. You plan your route to avoid peak hours. I can't be late for this good show."

Dabai answered and left, Luo Chongyan's eyes fell on the red wooden box on the table, and some casual pasts in his mind were brought out for re-examination.

In the previous life, Qi Hu had just returned to China, and this birthday party was a high-profile declaration of his presence, and Shi Zhou and him were invited to go there together.

Although Qi Hu was four years older than Da Bing Cuang'er, he saved Shi Zhou because of that incident and became his childhood friend.

Luo Chongyan suspects that Shi Zhou was admitted to the juvenile class in advance because of that incident!

Shi Zhou allowed him to be by his side and pampered him!like him!

After Qi Hu went abroad for further study and cut off contact, he even became... the unique existence in his heart.

Relying on Shiri's special care for him, Qi Hu often joked about Luo Chongyan behind his back.

It was because Luo Chongyan himself was so stupid that there was no cure for it. He was afraid that Shi Zhou would say that he was willful and mischievous, and he was afraid that he would make Da Bingkuang angry and not want him. joke.

Until something happened to him.

The greatest lesson and gift that fate gave to 21-year-old Luo Chongyan was thanks to Qi Hu.

He will not let this Bai Yueguang go.

Especially today, the hour is gone.

Seeing Yue Ming walk in, Luo Chongyan walked out of the cloakroom to the first floor, picked up Caibao, and poked its pink mouth with his hand: "Caibao, are you going to the theater with Dad? Hmm?"

Caibao moved his little nose, but did not object.

Luo Chongyan took it into the car together, looked at the butler's wig before leaving and said slowly: "Big Ice is still busy outside, don't bother him with these trivial things I do, understand? Uncle Li."

The next time he does something bad and is caught by Brother Zhou, he will send Uncle Li to become a monk with an electronic clipper.

The butler felt aggrieved and could not protest, so he silently offered the wooden box.

There are people coming and going in the hall C on the second floor of the Ginkgo Hotel. All kinds of desserts and drinks are placed on both sides, and there are five-layer cakes on the table near the bottom of the stage.

Qi Hu's friend stood on the stage and said a few words briefly, leaving the rest of the time to Qi Hu himself.

Standing on the stage with a perfect smile on his face, he looked at his colleagues and friends in the hospital and bowed lightly: "Thank you all for participating in my 30th birthday..."

After Qi Hu finished speaking, everyone applauded.

"Happy birthday, Doctor Qi!"

"Thank you."

The crowd watched enthusiastically as the five-tiered cake was rolled out, clapping and singing happy birthday.

Just as it was bustling, a group of men of short stature rushed out from the stairs and elevators on the second floor of the hotel.

The two men in the lead had their stomachs shy, their dark cheeks puffed up into the shape of a puffer fish, with a small tube-like lock in their mouths, holding suonas in both hands, and walked inside while blowing.

Suona wailed out, and the voice spread domineeringly throughout the hotel, even the corner toilets were not spared.

The other men who followed the two suonas each held a musical instrument, and they lined up in two rows and played and played all the way in.

A large number of men, women and children in black suits and white mourning clothes followed behind them. Some of the underage children were holding large bouquets of chrysanthemums, and some were holding black and white photo frames.

Each looked sad, with tears on his face, and his mouth twitched and howled softly.

Suona's high-pitched phoenix-like cries spread to the lobby on the second floor, overshadowing the cheerful birthday song, and Qi Hu was a little dazed standing on the stage.

The crowd in the audience also whispered to each other: "This..."

"what happened?"

"Why is it that someone is doing something for nothing at this point?"

"Xiao Qi is also unlucky, why did he happen to meet together?"

The downstairs band circled around the first floor and slowly walked up the stairs towards the second floor.

Before Qi Hu could react, the band walked from the east staircase through the C hall where he was located to the west. The filial son team behind the band dispersed. Except for Qi Hu's C hall, the rest of the second floor was occupied without leaving any gaps. .

The suona's low humming gradually faded away, imitating the sound of people crying, as if to arouse the sadness in everyone's heart, so that everyone who heard it felt sad.

The uncontrollable sobs and wailing grew louder with the suona weeping blood, and the whole hotel seemed to be shrouded in a heavy black veil.

The faces of everyone who came to celebrate Qi Hu's birthday banquet were also sour. Under such a big battle, who can be happy? !

The man hosting Qi Hu's complexion is quite normal. He travels all over the world and shuttles between major hotels on a daily basis. He has presided over the children's full moon wine, experienced the wedding of the newlyweds, and can hold the funeral of the old man's death.

Life and death, the joys and sorrows of the world and the reunion in this world are just the most common things that happen every day.

The host said a few words casually, and forced the atmosphere of embarrassment out of control to be pulled back. Everyone also maintained their superficial calm and tried their best to ignore the domineering suona.

"Hello, is there a Mr. Qi Hu celebrating his birthday here?" The young man in the clothes of running errands was holding a bouquet of nearly a hundred flowers in both hands, looking down at Lu and asked.

"In front." Someone showed him the way.

The young man walked to the front of the stage from the path removed by the crowd, tilted his head and asked Qi Hu who was still stunned on the stage: "Are you Mr. Qi Hu, the birthday star?"

"I am." Qi Hu nodded.

"This is a bouquet of flowers from the host next to you, please sign for it." The young man stuffed the large bouquet of flowers into Qi Hu's arms, shook his sore arms, and wiped his sweat with his elbows.

Remembering what the guest asked, he took out the receipt and said, "Oh yes, the guest who sent the flowers also said that he hoped that you would not mind their abruptness and forgive them for not intending to disturb your birthday party. They thought they had reserved the venue, but they did not expect There are fish that slip through the net."

Looking at the bouquet of white and yellow chrysanthemums, Qi Hu's face became even more ferocious.

Who gives chrysanthemums for birthday?

Before Qi Hu could throw away the bouquet, Yue Ming stood at the entrance of the hall with a dark red wooden box in his left hand and a small box in his right.

The arguing crowd hadn't come to the conclusion of who Qi Hu offended, but when they saw Yue Ming appearing, they tacitly moved out of the way.

Yue Ming smiled and thanked everyone for your cooperation, and walked up to Qi Hu who was holding flowers: "Hello, Mr. Qi, I am Yue Ming. My young master heard that today is your 30th birthday, so I specially prepared two copies for him and my husband." Birthday congratulations, happy birthday to you."

As he spoke, without waiting for Qi Hu's reaction, he put the small box in his hand next to the cake, then put the red wooden box on another table, and opened the small red box first.

"Hoo—" The people in the front row who saw clearly were stunned.

There are also people with good intentions who took out their mobile phones and wandered between Qi Hu and the box.

The red lining of the small box was paved with white chrysanthemums, and in the center of the chrysanthemums sat a civet cat made of wool felt.

Yue Ming went to the mahogany box again, opened it in public, and wrote, "These are the consecrated wax legs that my young master gave you."

"I wish Mr. Qi Hu, an orthopedic doctor, smooth sailing and prosperity in the future. I wish you good health, and with its blessings, I presumably will never use it in this life."

Qi Hu's face turned livid due to the yin and yang blessing in Yue Ming's mouth, and he couldn't say a word.

After Yue Ming delivered the gift, he walked up to Qi Hu and shook hands with him as a gesture of friendliness. When he got close to his ear, he also gave him a sentence: "The young master said that there will be another time, and I'm afraid it will be 'civet cat for prince' gone."

Yue Ming finished speaking, ignoring Qi Hu's eyes that were about to pounce on someone in the next second, put a distance between them and lowered his head, and said, "I won't disturb you when the gift is delivered, I wish you all a happy meal."

Qi Hu's fists hidden in his cuffs trembled, watching Yue Ming's back leave unhurriedly.

He stood where he was, letting the people around him whisper with different expressions, and the concerned eyes seemed to mock and pity him.

"Who is this? So wicked, why did you send a pair of waxed legs here?"

"Isn't this curse Xiaoqi?"

"It's too bad luck, I have to go."

"let's go."

Before he could speak, the others had already found excuses to leave.

Qi Hu came back to his senses, he was the only one left in the room and the young man who was waiting to sign for the receipt. Seeing him walking down, the young man put down the dessert in his hand and walked over: "Sir, can you sign for the receipt first? I have others I'm busy with work..."

After the young man left, Qi Hu slipped on the ground, looking at the mess around him, he couldn't help laughing.

Luo Chongyan is ruthless enough.

This account, he recorded.

Suona didn't know when to stop, when Qi Hu came out, where would he see those filial sons and grandsons again.

If he had a few more conversations with the manager, he would know that the entire banquet hall of the hotel, except for his seat C, was reserved by Mr. Luo.

Luo Chongyan stood by the railing of the corridor on the eighth floor, unconsciously touching Caibao'er with his left hand, and pinching a slice of radish next to Caibao's mouth with his right hand.

"The show is over, let's go."

"Yes."

When I got home, the house was empty, and the big ice cube hadn't come back yet.

Luo Chongyan took a shower and went to bed with eyes closed.

Luo Chongyan, who had baked pancakes on the bed for half an hour, sat up, turned on the bedside night light, woke up the dormant Dabai, and said, "Go find Uncle Li."

His big white eyes flickered, waiting for the second half of his order.

Luo Chongyan covered his head, and hummed to himself facelessly: "Forget it... pour me a glass of milk."

Dabai received the order and walked to the door, and heard the sound of heavy objects hitting the bed accompanied by the sound of forbearance——

"It's better... find me a piece of Zhou brother's clothes."