Who hasn't loved a few scumbags

Once Chu Wenshan, the young master of the active atmosphere, no longer performs abnormally, there will be no time for silence.These two tables have a good relationship with him, although there may be a few people who don't like it so much, the other party will not face off against Chu Wenshan.After going back and forth like this, pushing cups and exchanging cups, the scene that was originally very cold and not suitable for eating suddenly became lively.During the banquet, Chu Wenshan picked up vegetables softly, but he didn't eat much, and gave them all to other people's plates.This industrious little bee tirelessly served other people's meals, and at the same time had to keep teasing the topic. Song Jianian felt tired looking at it, so he had to try his best to catch up with Chu Wenshan and chat with him.

After eating like this, Song Jianian didn't feel so bad.He used to be a little repulsed by this kind of place where high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen roamed around. At best, he would not follow the path of celibacy.And in this kind of place, he really can't say much. In this generation, he is the only one who is still studying hard, and his parents have to pay for his living expenses.What others are talking about, the older ones talk about the political situation with a smile hidden in their mouths, the younger ones watch the six directions and listen to all directions, and watch the wind above you come and go, between a few words and a few words is a billion-dollar business.He is a student of architecture, how could he talk to these people about how to design a house in Zhongnanhai if it collapses?Somebody throw him out and let any red flag car run over him to death.

Drinking this one-two-four-figure wine here, he might as well go back to the dormitory and squat down drinking cold beer.That's right, there are such dicks.He was not born with that kind of wealth.

The more Song Jianian thought about it, the more sad he felt, and he grabbed the quilt in front of him without hesitation and took a swig.Attracted the eyes of the two tables around.After Song Jianian finished drinking, he felt his esophagus and stomach burning, and his face immediately burned.He glanced at the empty cup in his left hand, then saw the same color cup on the table next to his bowl and chopsticks, and smelled the scent of wine wafting in the air. At this moment, his head was dizzy, because the inside of his cup was It's not wine...

He didn't dare to think about the fact that he took Lu Shaoyuan's wine glass!Damn, the degree of shame is too high!Moreover, Song Jianian had to lament that these people in front of him are all great people, and they still look like normal people after drinking such a high-quality wine. The speed at which his alcohol takes effect is exponentially multiplied.

"Niannian..." Chu Wenshan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Song Jianian blushed with shame, and Chu Wenshan trembled as soon as he opened his mouth.Face the reality, face the reality, Sao Nian, you just drank that Lu Shaoyuan's wine on impulse.Song Jianian wept in the wind.He hastily placed the cup in his hand back in front of Lu Shaoyuan, and apologized to Lu Shaoyuan incoherently.

"I... didn't do it on purpose..., if I'm not careful, I just... I didn't see clearly..." Song Jianian whispered more and more, seeing that Lu Shaoyuan still had the same expression but kept looking at him strangely, his heart sank. Emboldened, he changed his mind and said, "Then don't worry, I brush my teeth every day and have a dental checkup every three months, so you absolutely don't have to worry about my oral disease." Song Jianian was afraid that Lu Shaoyuan would mind , hurriedly snatched the cup that was put back in front of Lu Shaoyuan and wanted to take out a handkerchief to wipe it clean for him, but after feeling all over his body, he remembered that he was not wearing what he usually wears, but a formal dress, and he didn’t bring any with him at all. handkerchief.

Song Jianian was about to cry immediately, and turned around to join Chu Wenshan, holding the delicate and small wine glass, and said with his eyes: "What should I do, brother."

Chu Wenshan couldn't bear Song Jianian's acting like a baby to him the most, and he would kill him with one blow.But he didn't know what to say about this, so he called Lao Lu and gave Song Jianian a good word like squeezing toothpaste.Cheng Haoran next to him couldn't hold back his laughter, he could only turn his head to cover his mouth and kept shaking his shoulders.Song Jianian was so angry that he wanted to throw the cup at that guy Cheng Haoran's head.Lu Shaoyuan didn't seem angry at all, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he reached out and took Song Jianian's cup, put it in front of him, and said something explosive.

"You keep using it, I'll just use yours."

Song Jianian was completely dumbfounded, and the atmosphere of the banquet was instantly turbulent and extremely subtle.Everyone fell silent and looked at the two of them.Even Cheng Haoran, who was bursting with laughter, kept his mouth shut and looked at them without knowing.

This Lu Shaoyuan is absolutely at odds with him, absolutely!Song Jianian thought so, his face flushed red.Chu Wenshan came out to do peace affairs, recruited servants to come over to change the cups, laughed and started the topic again to guide the atmosphere, and everyone tactfully never mentioned what Lu Shaoyuan meant by what he said, even if this matter was exposed like this.Lu Shaoyuan continued to chat with the people around him without being affected at all, only Song Jianian was still a little unhappy.

Sure enough, he still hated coming to eat this kind of banquet!

After being disturbed like this, Song Jianian didn't have much interest in eating, not to mention Lu Shaoyuan was by his side.Fortunately, this meal didn't take too long, because the old man of the Qu family was going to treat everyone to tea.When drinking tea, a small round table was finally set up, allowing people to choose their own seats.Song Jianian naturally sat with Ms. Qi and Song Hanyu, and the others also sat with their families.Families with close friends will also share tables.Compared with the strict one just now, now is the time for each family to make friends and talk about private affairs.Not surprisingly, Song Jianian was arrested by Ms. Qi again to get to know the so-called grandparents, uncles, aunts, older brothers and sisters, younger brothers and sisters.

"Xiao Song, you look really energetic. You don't know that my daughter likes those singers with colorful hair recently, making those noises at home every day, and saying "male god" after another, and can't put down her phone even when eating , I’m so worried. Gai Minger, let Xiao Song come to my house to show my daughter that Xiao Song is not only doing serious things, but also looks no worse than those foreigners.”

Song Jianian smiled dryly, "Definitely." Ms. Qi patted him on the shoulder in the dark.After the middle-aged woman had left, she leaned into Song Jianian's ear and said, "Her husband is from the Propaganda Department above. A good relationship with their family will be good for your future work." Ms. Qi said so, leading Song Jianian He walked up to a serious-looking uncle in casual clothes.

"Old Fang, this is my youngest son, Jianian." Ms. Qi pulled Song Jianian a few steps closer, and said to Song Jianian, "This is your uncle Fang, an old friend of your father's. Come, call someone."

Song Jianian almost lost his legs after seeing the uncle's appearance clearly. The big Buddha in front of him is the dean of the China Architectural Design Institute, a bigwig on the top of the industry pyramid, and even his boss He Chenxue belongs to him student.Chatting with big hands from other families is actually not too stressful, and the deterrent force is also blocked on the other side of the mountain.But now that Song Jianian is facing the big boss in his own profession, it is absolutely awe of the mountains.

"Fang, hello Uncle Fang..." Song Jianian was so frightened that his mouth trembled.

"Oh, I said, Lao Fang, you can't stop the boss from looking at you like that, it scares my son." Ms. Qi flicked her hand pretending to blame, and then said: "My son is at Q University. After studying architecture, you should take care of him when you come out, I am just such a precious son."

Song Jianian only heard Dean Fang smile, and his expression looked less serious.

"Isn't your son still alive? San'er is right there, aren't you afraid that he won't like it?"

"Him? I'm so happy to come back once a year. I usually don't even make a phone call, so I don't think I gave birth to him as a son." Ms. Qi said angrily and snorted heavily.Song Jianian noticed that Song Hanyu, who was chatting with others, cast a look here.He wailed in his heart, mother, can't you pick some euphemisms.

"Okay, Song Jianian, right?" Dean Fang said, and suddenly paused, "Study architecture at Q University?"

"Yes." Song Jianian replied quickly.

"How old are you?"

"I'm going to graduate school this winter."

"Your postgraduate advisor is that kid He Chenxue?"

"...Yes." Why...how, I'm a student of He Chenxue, so you want to beat me up?When Song Jianian thought about it, the world suddenly became dark.

Upon hearing this, Dean Fang suddenly patted him on the shoulder appreciatively, "It turns out that you are the hero who crushed He Chenxue, very good, very good, you are indeed a formidable young man!"

"Heh...hehe..." Song Jianian broke out in a cold sweat, and smiled forcedly.The boss is really haunted!Wherever you go, you will be hated.

Dean Fang touched his chin again, and asked him, "You're going to be on summer vacation soon, have you found a place for internship yet?"

"not yet."

"Then come to me, I'll give you an empty seat."

In an instant, Song Jianian's originally dark world immediately "bang bang bang" and countless fireworks flew up.

Thanks to Mr. Qu for celebrating his birthday; thanks to my father for having such a friend as Dean Fang; thanks to He Chen for following this monster to do evil everywhere; thanks to the people of the world for giving me this opportunity!

"I will definitely study hard!"

"Okay, good boy, young people must be motivated. That kid He Chenxue can teach a student like you is really a high profile in his previous life." Dean Fang smiled and patted Song Jianian on the shoulder.

Song Jianian smiled cautiously and didn't speak.Just kidding, if he really said something bad about the big boss here, it might reach He Chenxue's ears tomorrow.Moreover, the relationship between Dean Fang and He Chenxue is not as rigid as he said, to be able to scold so intimately, on the contrary, the relationship is very good.Furthermore, no one likes the kind of student who arranges the tutor secretly, even if the student is not his own.

But speaking from the bottom of his heart, He Chenxue is really kind to him. Although sometimes he is a bit venomous, his ghosts and beasts all greet others.After much deliberation, Song Jianian didn't think of anything to scold He Chen for learning.

Ms. Qi could see that Dean Fang had a good impression of Song Jianian, and wanted to make them more familiar.After all, she doesn't know much about construction, so it is more practical to help Song Jianian find elders who can help him in his career.However, Dean Fang is also a busy person, so he chatted with Song Jianian for more than ten minutes before leaving in order to save Ms. Qi's face.Before leaving, he left a personal phone number so that Song Jianian could call him if he needed anything.

After Dean Fang walked away, Song Jianian turned around and hugged Ms. Qi gently.

"Mom, you know that Dean Fang will also attend this banquet, so you insist on me coming."

Ms. Qi smiled and hugged Song Jianian back, "Silly boy, I told you to go out more, now you know the benefits. Our family knows a lot of important people, and my mother will introduce you one by one from now on."

Song Jianian smiled bitterly: "Mom—"

"Okay, if you're not too young, don't act like a baby, go sit with your brother, and ask your brother to show you acquaintances."

Song Jianian reluctantly moved to Song Hanyu's place, moved a stool to sit next to him, and didn't dare to get too close to Song Hanyu.Everyone in this circle knew that Song Hanyu had a bad temper, so Song Jianian's action didn't attract much attention.Song Hanyu was talking with others, while Song Jianian was making tea boredly.When he was a teenager, Ms. Qi hired a tea art master to teach him the tea ceremony. After several years of learning, the technique of making tea is very good. Every time there are guests at home, if he is at home, he must show his skills.Seeing that Song Hanyu was having fun, his friends couldn't help but make fun of him.

"If Song Xiaoshao doesn't work as an architect in the future, he can also open a teahouse for fun."

The man had just finished speaking, and before Song Jianian could speak, Song Hanyu said coldly, "After eight years of study, what do you do if you don't become an architect?"On the contrary, the joker lost his color and hurriedly smoothed things over.Song Hanyu waved his hand to express that he didn't want to talk anymore, so the man had no choice but to walk away in despair.

Song Jianian made a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Song Hanyu. Song Hanyu blew on it, took a sip, and said, "It's a step back."

Song Jianian couldn't laugh or cry: "I haven't touched a teapot for half a year, can I not regress?"

Song Hanyu frowned, "I heard that you have contact with Lu Shaoyuan at work, how is it going?"

"That's it. It's simple to say, but it's actually very difficult. It was originally the project that Mr. He's studio won the bid. It is estimated that he has a good relationship with the person in charge there before agreeing to delegate the project to us. Now, It's probably at the bidding stage of the inter-group competition, I'm not sure about the result."

"You can do it yourself." Song Hanyu put down the teacup, "There is still one year to graduate, have you decided where to work yet?"

Song Jianian slowly lowered his head and whispered, "I want to go to your place."

Song Hanyu refused in seconds: "Impossible." After a while, he said, "What can you do here?"

Song Jianian was upset: "I have a second degree in accounting, and I will soon be able to take the CPA exam. I can help."

"No, you just treat Beijing honestly."

"Then if I want to go to Shangjian Group."

"you……"

………………

The last two people naturally broke up unhappy, and Song Jianian didn't expect him to have a good time with Song Hanyu, but it still made him very depressed to end the conversation with a quarrel every time.

"It seems that the relationship between you two brothers is not good."

Song Jianian followed the sound and looked over. Lu Shaoyuan stood beside him with a playful expression, playing with a teacup the size of a child's wrist.

"It has nothing to do with you, Mr. Lu."

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