Regis Douglas, nineteen years old, Taurus, 1.79 meters tall, with double eyelids.

The family has produced an alliance-level artist. My mother is currently the chief violin musician of a orchestra. My father is a violin craftsman. My uncle teaches classical painting at a comprehensive university. My aunt works in a game company.

Rigi never thought that he would encounter an embarrassing scene one day, who always claimed to be a self-deprecating person.

"Hahahahahahahaha--" Doug laughed and almost fell to the ground and slapped the table: "So you just want to see who is so awesome and then take my disciples for me hahaha--"

"..." Rigi's face turned red and he sat with a forbearance: "You didn't say you were here in Weiyan District."

"Hahahaha--" Doug laughed as if no one was around.

Fourteen or fifteen people were squeezed beside the blood pool and the round table.

When the shop owners on Juan Street heard that the relatives of the big designer came, they all came to watch curiously. Grandma Yan Xiaoyu simply made a sumptuous dinner, and everyone moved to the spaciousest demon food house to eat and chat, and listened to Rigi telling the cause and effect of the matter while holding back their laughter.

"So that Yan Changxin said he wanted to deal with us?" asked one person.

"What can he do?" Rigi reservedly folded his handkerchief into a angular shape: "I've blocked him."

"Hey, brother," another man asked loudly, "Is the Feng Shui you mentioned so magical?"

Rigi whispered and said, "Boss Yan's house has a bad lighting, so I changed it. Wouldn't he listen to it?... Don't look at me, it's not my idea."

"Ha!" Doug poured a small cup of white wine and was already a little overwhelmed: "It's so good to do it, of course I thought! In the past, when we were designing, there were always Party A who was disobedient. I was so scared... Ninety percent of them could become well-behaved!"

Everyone: "..."

Because it is a temporary dinner, there is no too complicated dish, but it is delicious but not reduced at all.

Rigi couldn't let go at first, but as he ate, he got into the atmosphere.

"Da cabbage roast pork meatballs with vermicelli, grandma's craftsmanship is exquisite, it feels like the New Year!" said Xiao Glasses.

Qiu Qiu nodded quickly, his mouth couldn't be idle.

"The pine nut candy is also made by grandma?" Bai Xiaoxu held the fruit plate and said, "It has a very authentic oriental flavor."

Grandma sat down with a smile: "It's good to have delicious food."

Rigi pricked up his ears and listened to the audience one by one, and they were so stunning that they heard someone ask: "When should I go back? Why not stay here like your brother and celebrate the New Year!"

"New Year?" Rigi was stunned.

Doug lives in the third district, and his customs are more Westernized. He rarely celebrates the Eastern Spring Festival since childhood, so he has no idea.

Doug peeled off a lobster tail, dipped it in soy sauce, and turned his head and said, "I've come here, I'll help me. It's only been more than ten days."

"It's fourteen days," Bai Xiaoxu pointed to the schedule that was pressed against the wall: "Ten days later it's the Spring Festival, and the Eden event will start on the fifth day of the lunar month. You always have to stay and see before you can go back?"

"Indeed," Doug asked Regis: "What do you say?"

Rigi really doesn't want to do a vain job here anymore. During a good holiday, Is it a good idea to either fish at home or make achievements, or be a follower of his cousin?

But he looked at the red shrimp tail poked on the fork, the white and tender meat was smooth and smooth, the sauce overflowed from the joints of the shrimp shell, and inadvertently, the fresh sweetness surged to his nose...

"I think about it..." Rigi was a little hesitant.

"Stay here, I have such a good idea. The New Year is very lively in Weiyan District!" Sanglu's parents also came, and the two of them were particularly enthusiastic: "Our family of more than a dozen people are all locals. They are planning to have New Year's Eve dinner in a newly built store, which is just a warm room. Come too, add a pair of chopsticks!"

"Your family has lived in the store, too?" Xiao Jingjing replied: "So is my family."

Grandma put down the cup: "Oh, by chance, Xiaoyu's parents will come back in two days. During the Chinese New Year, there are not only delicious food, but also fun..."

"So many fun!" Yan Xiaoyu interrupted: "Light the lights and set off fireworks, make handmade window paper... Hey, Brother Rigi, have you made paper lanterns? Have you made dumplings? Have you ever put in circles?"

It was obviously quite ordinary. Yan Xiaoyu pretended to be an adult and didn't bother to play, but with Rigi's confused expression, the situation was different. Everyone talked about a "street banquet" and simply wanted everyone to celebrate the New Year together and work together to let Rigi feel the authentic Weiyan characteristics.

Just as he was talking about it, he turned around and saw that the person was still there, but he didn't agree.

Then Jiang, who was pretending to be invisible in the corner, said: "The New Year's Eve dinner is usually very delicious, and it is better than what you just ate."

After the words came to an end, Rigi didn't say anything and exploded Qiu Qiu first.

I saw Qiu Qiu grabbing the chopsticks, stand up resolutely, with a serious expression, and make the final decision: "It's settled, Rigi stays, let's have the New Year's Eve dinner together."

Regis: “…”

***

Qiu Qiu was very busy for a few days.

The construction of Wuqing Street must be completed before the New Year, all the work for the New Year must be done, and the competition after the New Year must be prepared. Although he is just a nominal leader, Qiu Qiu was pulled around and ran around, and he didn't have time to stare blankly on the rooftop for several days.

The more busy he is, the more idle Zhong Yu seems.

‌On two days on New Year's Eve, Qiu Qiu finished everything and returned to the store. He was shocked to find that Zhong Yu was not there. A group of people looked around and found out that the owner had gone home to sleep at noon.

"What are you doing!" The door frame was grinning and slammed: "Now I'm lazy and don't even say hello!"

Zhong Yu was extremely sleepy. He squinted his eyes and pulled Qiu Qiu, who was rubbing against the bed, and pinched him as a pillow, without raising his head.

"Want to rebel? Tell me if you have something to do, get out of it if you have nothing to do."

"..."‌际 took a breath and pointed at the two people on the bed. He didn't dare to make a comment again and walked away in shame.

Qiu Qiu's upper body was locked by Zhong Yu, and only one head was raised up. He watched him leave with great force, and then heard the sound of closing the door.

He paused, looked down at Zhong Yu, and asked in a low voice: "Are you sleepy?"

Zhong Yu didn't say anything, nor opened his eyes, and reached out to rub his soft hair.

Qiu Qiu was actually not very happy today, especially when he suddenly couldn't find Zhong Yu.

But think about it, the giant beasts and the big demons like to sleep very much, and Zhong Yu is his human being, so fragrant... Then just sleep, what can I do?

"Do you want to sleep tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?" Qiu Qiu asked.

The day after tomorrow, it was the New Year's Eve banquet, but Zhong Yu had been lazy for two days and did not actively participate in the event. Qiu Qiu asked more.

After a while, Zhong Yu's voice became hoarse and he said, "You play for yourself."

Qiu Qiu: “…”

Yan Xiaoyu and his team have planned a series of New Year’s Eve activities, including but not limited to New Year’s Eve dinner, and there are various mini games.

Some are very similar to what Qin Aotian wrote in his book, while others have never heard of it. Qiu Qiu was looking forward to it, and he was very excited for several days.

He likes lively, crowded places, and also likes to eat.

Qiu Qiu put his head back on the bed and stared at Zhong Yu for a while.

The man closed his eyes and could clearly see the texture on his skin at a very close and unprepared distance. The breathing sound was very light. Qiu Qiu listened for a while and then moved closer.

He actually doesn't understand the aesthetics between humans very much, but he knows that he likes this human being more.

"Then I won't go." After a while, Qiu Qiu sighed.

Zhong Yu's eyelashes trembled, and suddenly opened his eyes, like a pool of deep water, facing Qiu Qiu's gaze coldly.

The two looked at each other for a while, but no one spoke.

"Why not go?" Zhong Yu spoke.

"You won't go." Qiu Qiu blinked in confusion.

Zhong Yu's Adam's apple moved, and the emphasis was on the first word: "You can go."

Qiu Qiu: "But you won't go."

"...Forget it." After a while, Zhong Yu's eyes finally softened, and he knocked on his forehead: "Go and go."

"Okay." Qiu Qiu agreed immediately, his eyes curled, and his feelings were very good.

His human being is indeed very good, and he can look forward to the New Year’s Eve dinner again.

...

At the same time, the capital star and Yan's house.

Yan Changxin's face was dark, and the air pressure in the house was extremely low, as if a dark cloud was covering the roof.

There was a tea cup in front of him. The tea water in the cup was already cold, but it didn't move at all. After soaking the tea leaves for a long time, the tea soup seemed turbid.

After about ten minutes, footsteps suddenly came outside the house, and the person was in a hurry, as if something was urgent.

The next moment, there was a loud bang outside, accompanied by the "Ouch" scream from the visitor, and there were various servants helping and concerned.

"Old, boss! Hiss-"

The person who came was the planner of the Yan family. He had just tripped over the half-demolted partition outside. He really fell down and limped when he entered the door.

But he dared not complain.

He asked the designer Rigi to come in but he came up with the idea. As a result, the designer tricked the boss and blocked all the contact information. The boss had nowhere to vent, and he didn't look good after seeing him for a few days.

The planner was in a state of turmoil for a few days.

Everything that should be done, and it is too late to do not. The popularity of the street pictures in Weiyan District is rising steadily. As the unlucky designer said, it has surpassed the limelight of Yanshan Real Estate. For the sake of his own future, the planner wanted to make up for it, but unfortunately he has never had any inspiration.

Until last night, when he was in pain and insomnia, he suddenly thought of a different idea.

No, he just contacted someone, and when he got the answer "can be negotiated", he couldn't wait to come to the boss to seek credit.

"Why? Come and talk about Feng Shui to me too?" Yan Changxin was so upset that he became angry when he saw the planner's unstable appearance.

"No, boss, I have good news, listen." The planner hurriedly said.

Yan Changxin looked at him suspiciously.

"In the current situation, it is too late to manipulate public opinion, and it is not realistic to create a reputation. Public relations expenses are also a large expense. If you cannot achieve the goal, the effect will not be good... So, we might as well start from another perspective."

Yan Changxin was impatient: "Say."

"We can make them not open normally!" the planner excitedly.

Yan Changxin smiled angry.

"Does your head contain grass? How long have you been lost? Didn't we send gifts to the Qin family and say hello, and then the family sold us. Now the Devil's Food House is open, and it looks like it's about to close the door!"

"Boss, don't be angry," the planner explained: "It's not this way. I have mentioned it to Manager Cheng Guicheng before I came and asked him if he could change the event time... He said there is room for negotiation."

"Oh? How to modify it?" Yan Changxin's expression moved.

"Prepare the event until tomorrow night." said the planner.

Cheng Gui is Yan Changxin's son-in-law and Eden Entertainment project manager. He is fully responsible for new activities at one time. Yanshan Real Estate has participated in a large-scale project, and he also matched the situation.

But what is it like to suddenly advance the event time? Can Eden agree? Can other participating blocks agree?

"Manager Cheng revealed to us that so far, all the blocks have completed preparations and are waiting for the opening of the business. So in theory, there is no unfair statement to start activities now."

Yan Changxin nodded. The few blocks in which their family was responsible for were completed a week ago. Wei Yan was the latest one.

"But they also completed the construction yesterday," said Yan Changxin.

"But they want to celebrate the Spring Festival." The planner smiled confidently: "At present, only half of the regions in the alliance will have their Spring Festival holidays, and many of them have not strong festival atmospheres. But it does not include Weiyan District. According to the survey, Weiyan District is the region that attaches the most importance to Oriental Festivals. In previous years, even restaurants in the Lighthouse District will be closed for five days."

Yan Changxin's expression moved.

The planner raised his head and said, "If we advance the event until tomorrow night, the Devil Foodie Team will definitely be caught off guard. They were originally preparing to celebrate the festival, but they had to work overtime. Even if the boss was willing, the employees might not be happy and even hire temporary employees. With too many variables, the scene will be easy to mess up and the service will not be able to keep up. At that time, we will arrange someone to go over and cause trouble..."

"Okay!" Yan Changxin slapped the table and laughed: "Celebrating the festival, right? Let's have a meal together!"

The planner reminded at the right time: "The matter needs Manager Cheng..."

"I know," Yan Changxin waved his hand impatiently: "Xiao Cheng is very sensible, and I will not lose his benefits. The matter is settled. Go and stare at the Weiyan District, and notify them later to see their reactions."

"Okay boss." The planner left respectfully.

***

The next morning, the entire sakura street was immersed in a dark atmosphere.

The shop owners received a notice and gathered on the first floor of the Devil's Food House.

"Event in advance?" Sang Lu was puzzled and slapped the terminal viciously, and was arguing with the customer service: "I'm so sad, what does Eden mean? I have only heard of delay, but I haven't heard of advance! What's the thing!?"

Grandma was also worried: "What should I do? I have all the ingredients, and the chefs I invited have gone on vacation..."

Everyone was talking and talking about how to open a store.

Yan Xiaoyu listened in confusion for a while and asked, "What? Are we not going to have the New Year's Eve dinner?"

As soon as they said that, everyone was silent and looked at each other helplessly.

Yan Xiaoyu was anxious: "What's wrong? I really don't eat anymore? Are you still playing with lights? Paper cut? Clutches? I'm done in the stall. Last night, I used a rope to tie a big dartboard!"

Not only Yan Xiaoyu, but who is present doesn’t want to celebrate the festival? But opening a store is not a simple matter. They have invested a lot of money in order to participate in the Eden event, and the stall is not just a matter of placing it.

Even if I have more opinions about Eden, I can only say it, but I am really unhappy.

Yan Xiaoyu looked around and cried.

Grandma hurriedly picked him up and patted him on the back. Everyone didn't think he was quarrel. After all, even adults couldn't bear the gap.

Qiu Qiu sat in the corner and listened to the discussion.

Apart from Yan Xiaoyu, the one who was most disappointed was probably him. Yesterday, Zhong Yu finally agreed to come and play together, but why did the night pass and there was no food to eat.

When I think about it, I feel so hungry.

"Can I not participate?" Qiu Qiu suddenly asked.

The shop owners were shocked in an instant and stopped sighing, and they were simply frightened.

"No, Xiao Qiu! Don't! You are the signboard in our street. If your store is not opened, tourists will not come!"

"The Devil's Food House is open no matter how it is!"

"Qiu Qiu, don't scare me..."

Qiu Qiu looked confused and leaned back at a loss.

He really wants to have a New Year’s Eve dinner, isn’t it okay? You can’t even eat it just to open a shop. Isn’t it putting the cart before the horse?

"I don't want to open." Qiu Qiu said seriously without compromise: "You guys obviously don't want to open either."

Some shop owner said anxiously: "Who doesn't want to have the New Year's Eve dinner, but it's not done yet! The event is ahead of schedule!"

"But," Qiu Qiu looked at him: "If you don't want to open a store, the food you make will be very unpalatable."

The shop owner was speechless for a moment. He wanted to refute that the team he led had worked for many years and would definitely not have any problems with taste, but suddenly he thought that the chef had returned to his hometown.

Looking at your condition, you will be anxious and bored, and you will be full of complaints. You may not be able to achieve your usual level.

After thinking about it, the shop owner suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and found that what the other party said was wise and stupid, which had a different meaning.

But the problem has not been solved. Everyone is in a bad mood and is indeed not suitable for opening a store, but if they really don’t participate in the event, they will not be able to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner happily.

If you invest so much, you have to rely on Eden to gain popularity. If you don’t seize the opportunity and lose money later, will it be even more trouble?

The space was silent, and five minutes passed. I didn't expect it to come out, and the door frame was knocked twice.

When he turned his head, Zhong Yu put on casual clothes and leaned against the door. He had a short sleeve on his upper body and a camouflage on his lower body. It was so out of season that he would sneeze at a glance.

"Everyone, notice," Zhong Yu said in a laziness: "We will not participate in the Eden event at night."

Everyone was shocked and stared at the administrator in unison.

"Literally," Zhong Yu said: "The whole district of Weiyan has a holiday, and must have a holiday, and Eden must abide by our rules."

"But the activity will not be postponed..." Someone hesitated.

"The rewards you missed will be borne by Weiyan Management Office." Zhong Yu said in a low tone, as if he had said something about the size of a mosquito: "I took a look. Even if I won the first place, the reward will be only one month's recommended position? It's not that I can't buy it, and it doesn't cost much. The management office passed the meeting."

It was like a shock bomb thrown into the blood pool, and the whole house was blown up.

***

On New Year's Eve, Eden's official website announced the news of the Fengqing Street event in advance, which disrupted the arrangements of many people, and Eden netizens complained.

If someone who is not convenient to visit Eden outside can only choose to watch a blogger's live broadcast.

The famous rich and wealthy netizen "financial owner" is also one of the inconvenient members.

He had made an appointment with Wei Hatahata and planned to "shop" with him after the event started. In order to make a trip, he even deliberately blocked all kinds of pictures and planned to see something new at that time.

It's time to go, it's gone, unless he won't go online for a few days...but is it possible!?

The financial owner's face was foul for a day. After being comforted by Wei Hatahata, he barely planned to find a blogger to watch the live broadcast and join in the fun.

As soon as I opened a window, I heard the blogger shouting.

"My God, did I see it!" The blogger pointed to the light screen projection, with an exaggerated expression: "The Weiyan District issued a statement saying that eden suddenly notified the event in advance. They were not prepared and decided not to participate in the event!? What the hell is it? I can't go to the Devil's Restaurant... Wait, but what does Fengqing Street equipment mean?"

The tyrant thought to himself, so he opened another window and found Wei Yan's official. His tyrant quickly swept the short announcement, and the tyrant raised his eyebrows.

‌It means that anyone can come to Fengqing Street, but the store is not open and does not provide services? Guests can only turn on invisible mode to watch them have the New Year’s Eve dinner?

‌Can this be like this!?

The financial owner is now a fan of Weiyan District, because it is very interesting to have something strange there every time.

‌Shi is no exception. The funder clicked on the social network casually, and there was indeed a lot of scolding. Netizens said they could not accept it. How could the guests go to your house? What reason would you throw the guests aside and play by yourself?

It's simply outrageous!

The funder browsed the comments and continued to watch the blogger's live broadcast.

Sure enough, the blogger was shocked after understanding the rules. While cursing, he said, "I'm going to the Weiyan District today! I want to see if they take us seriously!"

"..." The financial owner laughed secretly and said that there are not many people like you.
Chapter completed!