I walk the career line in dog blood

The third day of junior high school, his birthday.

At dawn, the servant at home knocked on the door, saying that his classmate had come.An Yinong hurried downstairs, and saw two schoolboys wearing shirts and trousers, with pomade on their hair, they looked like grown-ups, and they couldn't hide their student air between their brows.

Both of them sat carefully on the sofa with their feet together, not daring to take a second glance.

An Yinong couldn't help laughing: "What are you dressed like?" Are you going for a company interview?

"My old man, knowing that I'm going to attend the birthday party, he must make me like this, am I very old-fashioned?" Zhang Wei cried.

"No, it's pretty good-looking." An Yinong said out of conscience.

Zhao Gang also touched the styled hair: "My house is different. My house was made by my sister. This is the first time I attended a birthday party. Is it the one on TV where you walk around dancing in a dress? Food, everything from big lobsters to abalones."

"It's not that exaggerated, it's still sitting and eating table by table."

Although he said so, the two did not relax, Zhang Wei asked: "Did we come early?"

"I told you to come earlier and go to get dressed together." An Yinong said with a smile, "I haven't had breakfast yet at this point, right? It happens that we cook a lot of breakfast at home, so let's eat together."

"Not good?" Zhang Wei put his hands on his knees, a little cautious.

Zhao Gang looked like he wanted to eat, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

"What's wrong? Don't you like eating at home?"

"No, it's just that I ate it just now..." Before Zhang Wei finished speaking, his stomach started to growl, and his face turned red immediately.

An Yinong pretended that he didn't hear it: "Then let's eat with me. Otherwise, I'll eat alone. You see, it's so embarrassing."

He said so, and they both agreed.

The He family's breakfast has always been hearty, with both Chinese and Western styles.They stay warm in the pan all the time and are ready to eat whenever you wake up.

"You're welcome, take what you want to eat, there are no outsiders here."

"Where are Tiantong's parents?" Zhang Wei looked around. In such a big restaurant, except for An Yinong, there are servants who serve food. Where are his parents?

"They're not here, I live alone." An Yinong put a soup bag on the spoon, carefully poked a hole with his chopsticks, and the soup flowed out, "They're divorced."

"Ah? I'm sorry."

"Huh?" An Yinong raised his head, "It's because of their own feelings that they didn't agree with the divorce. Why are you embarrassed? Don't be like this. It's not the first day you know that I'm the eldest son of a rich family."

He imitated Zhang Wei's tone and said "eldest young master", which amused both of them.

After a meal, Zhang Wei and Zhao Gang let go slowly, and when they got into He's private car, they had completely recovered to their usual appearance, and they were still gesturing with their hands: "Your house is really big! I feel that the toilet is bigger than my sister and I's house, don't you usually get lost when you walk around the house?"

"How can I get lost? Most places are usually locked and unused."

"That's right, but your house is really big, so the room must be big too?" Zhang Wei said enviously, "My room is still separated. If I talk in my sleep, the whole family can hear it."

"The house is big because I bought it when the land price was still cheap." An Yinong changed the subject with a smile.

The car drove all the way to a beauty salon, where Li Yufeng was already waiting.

Zhang Wei and Zhang Wei saw An Yinong's mother for the first time, and they were amazed by her youthful beauty: "No wonder you are so good-looking, so your mother is so beautiful."

"That's right." An Yinong smiled and looked at the dazzling Li Yufeng, "I also think my mommy is as beautiful as a fairy."

Li Yufeng couldn't help laughing, she was as beautiful as a blooming flower, shining brightly.She pushed the three big boys into the beauty club, asked them to change into bathrobes, and finished a full set of beauty and skin care styles.

A group of cute and beautiful young ladies surrounded the three of them, and the fragrance was gentle. Unfortunately, there was no one who knew how to enjoy sex, and they were all bewildered chicks.

At this moment, An Yinong was extremely glad that he dragged two people over, otherwise how embarrassing would it be for him to be alone?

In the evening, the students who came by tram or rickshaw arrived at the address written on the invitation one by one.

They were all taken aback. They thought it was just an ordinary big hotel, but they didn't expect it to be a magnificent manor. There was still a long way from the entrance to the place where the banquet was actually held.And there were many reporters around the door, and they wanted to go in with long guns and short cannons in their hands, but they were stopped outside the door.

"Yes, is this here? Did we go wrong?" A girl held the invitation card with a trembling voice.

In front of her is a beautiful place like a palace. From a distance, she can see the three-story white marble fountain and the well-formed gardens.

The security guards at the gate wore suits and white gloves, and expensive cars passed in and out. Students like them stood here, feeling ashamed.

"Hello, are you a classmate of Young Master He?" A driver in uniform and white gloves stepped out of a black car, and he came to these students, "I'll pick you up."

"Yes, it's He Tiantong..." They stammered, unable to speak.

"That's it, please follow me."

A few students followed him nervously. The driver opened the door and made a 'please' gesture: "Please sit down."

When they sat in, their bodies were stiff and their backs were so straight that they dared not lean against the back of the chair.

The car started and slowly drove into the manor.Through the glass windows, they can see the scenery on both sides, with various flowers, fountains and white sculptures, just like a dream.

Finally, a classmate couldn't help it anymore: "Master, excuse me, may I ask, classmate He... what does he do at home?" How can an adult banquet be held in such an overly luxurious place?

"You don't know?" The driver was a little surprised, "Master is the young owner of XX Daily."

"XX Daily?" The students looked at each other, "Is that the He family?" There are many He's surnames in Hong Kong City, but the newspaper office is almost half of the He family in the media industry, so it can only be the He family.

"I can't see it at all." They recalled carefully, but they couldn't connect a friendly campus idol beside them with the top wealthy family in the movie.

Shouldn't the son of a wealthy family go to a noble private school?

The car slowly stopped in front of the magnificent palace-style building, and several students carefully got out of the car and stepped on the expensive red carpet laid at the door.

In the direction where the red carpet extends, you can see the sparkling crystal chandeliers and luxurious decoration.The welcoming ladies who were as beautiful as stars stood on both sides, and they bowed slightly: "Welcome."

At a loss, they looked up and saw An Yinong who was welcoming guests at the door.

He took care of his hair today, and his already pretty face looks even better. He is also wearing a particularly good-looking navy blue suit. The watch and the sapphire cufflinks on his cuffs flashed with light.

The guests in suits and leather shoes came in and talked to him with a smile, and he also smiled just right. He didn't look like the rich and powerful in the TV series, but was low-key and gave people a sense of intimacy.

However, I don't know why, even though he doesn't have the blessing of luxury goods and gems, the students who are ordinary people still feel strange.

At this moment, they suddenly realized that the classmate beside them was really the 'Little Prince'.

They walked over and practiced the first sentence they were going to say in their hearts. Unexpectedly, An Yinong came up to them when he saw them: "Are you tired from the journey? The banquet will start in a while, let's go in and have a rest first?"

Other people at the door also looked over. Several of their classmates also found that there were some characters who often appeared in newspapers, and they were so nervous that they couldn't speak.

"My……"

An Yinong knew what was going on when he touched their cold fingers, probably because he was too nervous.He patted them on the shoulders to make them relax, and then called the waiter to help guide these students to their seats.

Although there is no sign on the table, who should sit with whom has been determined.An Yinong's classmates also have their own desks, and the desks are located on the side. It's not that they look down on them, but they are worried that they will feel uncomfortable.

The students were led in by the waiter, and they were cautious, for fear that they would show their ugliness by doing something wrong.But the others just looked at them casually, neither enthusiastic nor contemptuous, just flat.

Aside from other external factors, this banquet is actually not much different from the banquet in their village, it is a group of people at round tables.

On the way in, they saw many people, many of whom had appeared in newspapers and magazines.There is also a large stage in the middle, on which a newly debuted idol team performs.

Until they sat down at a round table, these students still couldn't recover their senses with wooden faces. All of this was so bizarre and dreamlike.

At the door, An Yinong, who was standing with He Chengjue trying to write down these "uncles, uncles, aunts and aunts", laughed stiffly.Socializing is really not ordinary tiring, and remembering the names and positions of so many people in a short time is also a test of memory.

He suddenly wanted to find an assistant, without doing anything else, to help him identify people and distinguish who these similarly dressed people were.

Another stretched luxury car stopped at the door, the parking boy walked over to open the door, and two mature women with very temperament came out.They are Li Yufeng's seniors and sisters, and both are An Yinong's aunts.

The original owner's mother, Li Yufeng, was an orphan who was adopted by the troupe owner.That's why her marriage to He Chengjue was called a fairy tale about Cinderella and the prince.

"Third Aunt, Fourth Aunt." He went up to meet him, He Chengjue touched his nose and retreated, so as not to be caught and scolded by these two quick-spoken women.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Tiantong is an adult now. I still remember you crying and calling mother in your pajamas. Isn't that the fourth child?"

"Yes, he is afraid of thunder." Third Aunt was playing an old man, her voice was deeper.

Facing the elders who knew the dark history, An Yinong could only smile and send them into the hall: "Mommy is already waiting for the third and fourth aunts inside, and the other aunts are also inside."

After they went in, they saw the table of relatives and friends. There were already many people sitting there, and Li Yufeng was also entertaining guests there. After the divorce, her complexion became even better.

As soon as An Yinong entered, he was caught rubbing his face and head, and asked about his studies, hobbies, and girlfriend.

After being teased enough by everyone, he returned to the door. He Chengjue, the mouse who was hiding from the cat, came over: "Your third aunt has a cruel mouth, I don't want to meet her."

An Yinongxin said that you did it yourself.

The two of them continued to stand at the door to blow the wind, socialized and chatted with these guests who rarely met on weekdays, and talked about current affairs.

Suddenly, the exclamation of other guests came from his ears, and when he raised his head, he saw a row of five black cars driving in, very imposing.

He Chengjue's expression changed slightly: "Damn guy."

After a while, five cars stopped at the door. Before the parking guy could pass, a burly man wearing sunglasses stepped down from the front seat and opened the door for the back seat.

A gentle and handsome man came out from inside. He was wearing a black Tang suit, and he was wearing a green emerald ring on his finger.

"Xie Jiuye is here." He Chengjue walked forward with a polite smile, "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come to my son's coming-of-age ceremony, you are so radiant."

Xie Jiu stretched out his hand and shook hands with He Chengjue: "Young Master Ling looks good and behaves well. It's really enviable to have such an outstanding child."

"I'm overwhelmed. Tiantong, call someone." He Chengjue said.

"Uncle Nine." An Yinong called out obediently, his expression was as honest as he wanted.I can't see how they set fire to the old house while shouting 'Brother Yu' a few days ago.

Xie Jiu pursed his lips.

"Cough, Uncle Jiu gave you a birthday present." The man put a small box in his hand and smiled, "Go back and open it."

An Yinong held the box and watched him walk in: If it wasn't for the public, he would have blushed from the kiss.

After that, he still followed He Chengjue and continued to receive relatives, friends and high-ranking officials who came over.

The coming-of-age ceremony of a grandson who is not an heir unexpectedly also came with several dignitaries in the police and political circles who can be named. According to Zhang Wei and the others, they are people who often appear in the news, which shows the status of the He family in the rich circle. .

But he didn't drift at all, and he didn't feel that he had ascended to the sky in one step and became a Tianlongren.Which Tianlong person has to worry about not being able to hand in the drawing tomorrow at his birthday party?

Help, why did he commit suicide and make an appointment with Editor Qian to hand in the manuscript of the new comic tomorrow?The manuscript for the third book of the Monster City series is ready, but "Fenglong" is still missing a few copies, and the progress has been left at ten days ago.

He felt that he had just wasted a few days, how could it be time to submit the manuscript?

"The Mystery of the Lost Time".

Go back to work on the manuscript after the banquet is over, he thought bitterly.