Who hasn't loved a few scumbags

The head of the Qu family, Mr. Qu, celebrated his [-]th birthday, and the ostentation was not well known to everyone, but whoever received the invitation was not a powerful person who stomped his feet and would shock three times.Compared with the kind of low-end banquet where you can buy tickets for money, this kind of banquet can really be regarded as a change of color between talking and laughing.

The old man of the Qu family likes Chinese studies, and he is not interested in hosting a birthday banquet for foreigners, so the banquet is just a few tables in the courtyard where the old man lives.It's a banquet, but not all the things listed on the menu are what ordinary people can eat.The elegant flowers used to decorate the table were airlifted from the west of Yunnan in the morning. The eight major cuisines of Shandong, Sichuan, Guangdong, Fujian, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Hunan and Anhui only choose the most flavorful and most auspicious delicacies. The chefs invited are all well-known chefs.The bowls and dishes are high-grade porcelain fired from famous kilns in Jingdezhen, and the chopsticks are ebony chopsticks with double blessing and phoenix patterns.The tea is the best Lu'an Guapian, and the water used to make the tea is the first bucket of morning dew that drips from the flowers and leaves in the early morning.It takes a lot of effort to pinch the dim sum.Regardless of the details, this birthday banquet is top-notch.

The Song family and the Qu family have always been on good terms, and their ancestors even had a family relationship, so invitations are naturally a no-brainer.

Before Song Jianian, he only heard from his family that it was an elder's birthday banquet, but he never thought that it was such a transcendent birthday banquet.From the moment he entered the gate of the courtyard, he had a stiff face as if he was going to the execution ground.

Ms. Qi, who was dressed in elegant and classic clothes, patted Song Jianian on the back funnyly, telling him not to be so nervous, it was just a meal, and besides, the old man of the Qu family had a gentle personality and would not eat him.

Having said that, Song Jianian was still nervous.He didn't blame Ms. Qi for tricking him into this kind of place without telling him, he just instinctively didn't get used to it, not used to this kind of scene full of wealth and honor.

People who are able to spend a lot of money can't imagine how difficult the life of the poor will be, and those who are born poor and have problems with food and clothing, even if they are extremely poor, their imagination can't outline the luxury of the rich.This kind of extreme feeling of heaven and earth, probably no one can experience it more deeply than Song Jianian.It is precisely because of this huge gap that Song Jianian has always avoided falling into this dazzling world.It's a pity that the more he endured rejection, the more enthusiastic Ms. Qi was to bring him into this circle.It was not bad before, she would only gradually instill in her good "girlfriends" that she had a very cute little son in the chatting salons of the officials' wives, and then took him to some small parties one after another Expand your social network.When Song Hanyu was around, Ms. Qi still had a choice.Later, Song Hanyu ran away because of his company, and Song Jianian was miserable.Ms. Qi called her to the exhibition when she had nothing to do. Song Jianian was so scared that he didn't even dare to go home. Every day, he huddled in the school dormitory and pretended to be busy studying and tired. The boss was not a human being.After coming and going, Ms. Qi also knew that he didn't like these meandering social methods.It is assumed that he will not go home for several weeks.

Today's banquet... Song Jianian sighed silently.

There are not many people invited for this birthday banquet, and there are not many tables and seats.The table seat is not the traditional round table, but a long curved square table. In the spacious courtyard yard, the shape of the table is that the dragon travels around the world and the water flows. Heavyweights by weight.

Seat arranging is also a matter of knowledge. Whoever takes the second seat will take the third seat, whoever sits opposite to whom, who sits next to whom, relatives, factions, and opponents are all things that must be considered. The order of seats arranged by the children of politicians must not be sloppy.If you make a mistake, a person who is not careful will be hated by someone who must report every flaw.

In this way, Song Jianian froze and separated from Ms. Qi's seat.He and Ms. Qi came early, and he sat in his seat, facing the air on the left and right. While he was a little relieved, he anxiously speculated who would be sitting next to him and on the opposite side.

Suddenly Song Jianian's phone vibrated in his pants pocket. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he boldly took out his phone to look.It was embarrassing at first glance, whoever sent that text message was not from Ms. Qi sitting several tables away from him.

[Jiajia don't worry, you are all juniors sitting together, the atmosphere won't be too serious.Mom won't be able to take care of you for a while, San'er will pass.You just sit there and eat with peace of mind, and if you like it, you're welcome, just let go of your stomach and eat.Their Qu family has plenty of money, and they can’t afford it.]

Several black lines appeared on Song Jianian's forehead.He looked up and saw that Ms. Qi was dignified and virtuous, sitting gracefully on the seat, with her hands folded under the table, and a decent smile on her face.However, the hands that were blocked by the simple tasseled tablecloth were probably holding up the phone and frantically pressing keys.Ms. Qi has become more and more proficient in blind typing text messages. Today, there is not a single typo in this message.

In desperation, Song Jianian had no choice but to write back.

【I will never embarrass you!Besides, since Brother Yu is here, no one can bully me.ah ah ah]

Song Jianian quickly put the phone back after posting it. It would be rude and uneducated to be seen looking down and playing with the phone in this kind of place.

"Every year!"

Suddenly, an intimate call sounded in his ear, and Song Jianian turned around and saw Cheng Haoran and Song Hanyu coming in with the servants of the Qu family.Cheng Haoran's voice first broke into Song Jianian's ears, but his eyes immediately fell on Song Hanyu.For so many years, I don't know if it's a habit or what, Song Jianian can always get rid of all obstacles and notice Song Hanyu the first time.

I haven't seen him for two years, he looks a lot more mature and cold, his brows are still sharp, but his eyes are no longer the arrogant and unruly ones when he was young and frivolous.This kind of Song Hanyu is like a sharp knife with a cold light shining on it. On the whetstone of society, it gradually fades away its greenness and courage, showing a restrained and stable courage and charm.Seeing Song Hanyu, Song Jianian suddenly thought of Qiuyan again. Song Jianian has not been with Song Hanyu these few years, and he doesn't know how many partners he has changed.But the number of people who want to climb into his bed will probably be more or less than before.

"Brother Yu, Brother Haoran, here we come." Song Jianian smiled at them normally.

Song Hanyu ignored him, but Cheng Haoran was very enthusiastic.Song Jianian has long been used to Song Hanyu's indifference to him. In the past, Song Hanyu had tolerated even more excessive treatment. These are nothing.

Song Hanyu and Cheng Haoran found their seats under the guidance of the housekeeper. Song Hanyu sat opposite Song Jianian impartially. No wonder Ms. Qi said that your brother would cover you. Indeed, there is a place in Song Hanyu Town, within a few tables The boundaries of the world have to be followed by Song Hanyu.With Song Jianian's aura around him, whoever dares to provoke him, probably no one would even dare to snatch the food from him.

Cheng Haoran was sitting on Song Hanyu's right hand, grinning and reaching across the table to ruffle Song Jianian's hair.

"Hey, that boy Yin Er really lost, so I said you will come."

Song Jianian's smile froze, knowing that they were making fun of him again in private.The smile on his face didn't change, but he thought in his heart, wait for me, bastard brothers.At this time, a shadow fell on the left hand side.Song Jianian turned his head subconsciously, but saw a person he didn't want to see at all.

Lu Shaoyuan is tall, wearing a well-fitting black-gray suit, just standing up can block Song Jianian's light, and the silhouette falling in the depths of Song Jianian's eyes reminds him of He Chenxue's description of architect IM Pei in Hong Kong The Bank of China Tower said that it was unattainable and domineering.This is probably how Lu Shaoyuan feels.

It's just that Song Jianian gets angry when he sees Lu Shaoyuan now, and he can't put on a good face.

Lu Shaoyuan nodded his greetings to Song Hanyu and Cheng Haoran, and then Shi Shiran sat beside Song Jianian.Song Jianian's neck stiffened, and he was a little angry and refused to turn his head to say hello, but kept staring at the dishes on the table in a daze.After thinking about it, I wonder if my attitude is too strange. It is normal for customers to give opinions. It is also the responsibility of the designer to design according to the preferences of customers. From this aspect, there is nothing wrong with Lu Shaoyuan!Nima, so it's just my own willfulness to be aggrieved in the nest after doing it for a long time!

Song Jianian felt depressed again when he thought about it.He turned his head and said hello to Lu Shaoyuan: "Mr. Lu, good afternoon." Seeing Lu Shaoyuan's half-smile eyes after speaking, Song Jianian almost wanted to slap himself a few times.

This guy actually knows that he is not welcome, he actually knows, he has been watching him struggling just now, he must have been very happy.asshole!Sure enough, one or two are not good things!

Fortunately, Lu Shaoyuan didn't intend to talk to him, Song Jianian saved it, and scolded Lu Shaoyuan a hundred and eighty times again in his heart.

Not long after, Chu Wenshan, Fu Yelin, Zhuang Tianyu and Yin Shaoxuan also came.Yin Shaoxuan is the grandson of Mr. Qu who loves him very much, and the seat he arranged was especially near the front.Chu Wenshan sat on Song Jianian's right hand.Fu Yelin and Zhuang Tianyu sat beside Cheng Haoran and Lu Shaoyuan, facing each other.

Putting these two tables together, except for Song Jianian, it gathered a few talented people from the younger generation of everyone.

It is said that the dragon can be summoned by collecting all seven dragon balls.Song Jianian wondered in his heart, if he gathers the seven dragon balls Song Hanyu, Cheng Haoran, Chu Wenshan, Fu Yelin, Zhuang Tianyu, Yin Shaoxuan, and Lu Shaoyuan, can he summon someone with infinite power and no cooldown time to give himself buffs? Mr. Song Lianghan Song, Ms. Qi's husband, Song Hanyu's father, his own father in name.

Speaking of Song Jianian being so at a loss this time, it has something to do with Mr. Song not going with him.Song Jianian has a passive skill. Once Papa Song is present, he will feel particularly safe and act boldly.It's like a child with a father by his side can speak louder with other children.It's a pity that Mr. Song Lianghan flew to Belgium urgently yesterday because of company matters, and he won't be able to make it back soon.

Song Jianian carefully looked up at Song Hanyu who was opposite him, and saw that he was sitting upright, with his body slightly tilted towards Cheng Haoran.Cheng Haoran's eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and he was talking to Song Hanyu in a voice that only the two of them could hear.When Cheng Haoran shows this kind of smile, it means that some unlucky guy is going to be unlucky, and he doesn't know who he is going to harm.

Song Jianian only took a quick glance before lowering his head.He didn't dare to let Song Hanyu know that he was looking at them.

Chu Wenshan was abnormally listless, and his yellow hair was dyed back to black.Chu Wenshan's personality has always been at odds with this kind of restrained banquet, and his yellow hair, which he cherishes so much, may have been dyed because of participating in this birthday banquet. He must be very unhappy after thinking about it.

It's just... Song Jianian looked at Chu Wenshan's black hair a few more times, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the black-haired Chu Wenshan was much more handsome than the yellow-haired Chu Wenshan.

In an instant, Song Jianian suddenly felt the gazes projected from all directions, and only then did he realize that he had spoken out what he had just said in a flash.

"Hey, are you serious every year? Why didn't you say it earlier, you used to say that people with yellow hair are cool, so I dyed them."

"...Brother Wenshan." Did he say that? When did he say that?Absolutely deceiving, how could he find someone with rough yellow hair cool.

Chu Wenshan revived with full blood in an instant: "As expected, black hair is better, and I don't need to be talked about by the old man in the future." Chu Wenshan's grandfather is a relatively traditional person, and he doesn't like Chu Wenshan's yellow hair very much. Mao, once you see him, you have to scold him once, but Chu Wenshan would rather be scolded than move his hair, so angry that the old man broke his crutches.

Song Jianian wept silently in his heart. He had secretly laughed at Chu Wenshan's hair before, so I'm so sorry for Brother Wenshan!

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