Zhou Jiandao: "I'm just a student, I don't have much to gain, but I'm lucky enough to open a small company, and the business is okay."
"Oh? Which company?"
"Haha, a private small business is not worth mentioning." Zhou Jian was too lazy to talk to this guy. However, before he could finish his sentence, another tall and thin man wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses came over.
, many people saw the scene where Wenren Huiyin and Zhou Jian were holding hands just now.
The man raised his glass to Wenren Huiyin with a smile and said, "Miss Wenren, do you still remember me?"
Wenren Huiyin said: "You have a kind face, is this Mr. Zhang?"
"Ha..." The man shook his head with a smile, without any trace of embarrassment on his face, "My surname is Liu, and my name is Liu Yanfeng."
"Oh, sorry."
"It doesn't matter." The man said and turned to look at Zhou Jian, "This friend is quite unfamiliar. I wonder which family he is from?"
Zhou Jian was speechless. These guys had nothing else to say. They just wanted to show off my father, family, and your sister. If he hadn't been concerned about Wenren Huiyin's face, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to these people who felt good about themselves.
Young masters, in his opinion, this kind of people are nothing more than little shrimps.
He said with a smile, "I'm just a small citizen, I don't have a family or anything like that."
"Oh?" Hearing what Zhou Jian said, Liu Yanfeng showed a hint of contempt in his eyes, "So that's it. Is this your first time attending a banquet of this level? No wonder you are a little reserved."
Liu Yanfeng's tone was slightly condescending. Then he took a sip of wine and said casually: "Where are your parents employed?"
Zhou Jian smiled and said: "My parents are also ordinary citizens, so there is nothing much to say, but I guess your parents must be in important positions in the government."
"Haha." Liu Yanfeng smiled complacently, feeling quite comfortable with this flattery. In fact, his father did hold an important position in the government. People said that both father and son had an innate sense of officialdom.
"How can I see it?"
Zhou Jiandao: "Brother, you are so concerned about my life experience. I guess your parents are from the census office, right? So the occupational disease is inherited in the family, and the household registration is checked at the first glance?"
When Zhou Jian said this, Wen Renhuiyin couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Liu Yanfeng's face immediately darkened. When he looked at Zhou Jian, his eyes already contained a hint of resentment, "I always encounter unknown people."
No matter life or death, people can't help but use their words for a while, but they don't know that doing so may destroy their own future."
Liu Yanfeng is too lazy to worry about his image. Although the Wenren family is powerful, they are not bad at all. This marriage is not about who is superior to the other. He will be a gentleman here just because of his affection for Wenren Huiyin.
Interested, since the other party didn't know how to compliment him, he didn't bother to be polite.
At this time, a hearty laugh came, "Brother Zhou was just joking, Mr. Liu shouldn't be so serious."
Everyone looked around and saw Wen Renze, wearing a straight dress and a bow tied around his neck, walking over. Beside him was his wife, Sun Xiaoxiao, the second daughter of the boss of the Propaganda Department of the Lingnan Provincial Party Committee.
Liu Yanfeng stopped talking when he saw Wen Renze, especially Wen Renze's wife Sun Xiaoxiao. Although his father was also a deputy provincial official, he was still much worse than Sun Xiaoxiao's father. After all, he was a member of the Standing Committee.
Wen Renze smiled and said: "Brother Zhou, we haven't seen each other for half a year. Come on, let me introduce you. This is..." Wen Renze started to introduce the man in military uniform. Zhou Jian listened.
It goes in one ear and comes out the other. It seems that he is the son of General xx, who is currently serving in the xx Military Region, and later Liu Yanfeng. Zhou Jian is too lazy to listen.
After a round of introductions, Wen Renze introduced five or six people, each of whom had a lot of titles, but Zhou Jian didn't remember any of them.
Later, Wen Renze introduced Zhou Jian to everyone, deliberately avoiding Zhou Jian's grassroots background, and only vaguely introduced that he studied in the Oriental Martial Arts School and was very powerful.
Naturally, everyone disagrees with this so-called "high strength". Even a low-ranking person can be said to have high strength, and he is not qualified to be a bodyguard.
At this moment, a white-haired old man holding a rosewood cane appeared at the banquet. He was wearing a red Tang suit with a black dragon embroidered on the chest.
Wenren Huiyin saw the old man whispering to Zhou Jian, "I have to go over there, that's my Grandpa Zeng."
Grandpa Zeng? Zhou Jian was stunned for a moment. He kept hearing Renze talking about "old man". He always thought that the old man was the grandfather of Wen Renze and Wen Renhuiyin, but he didn't expect that it was actually Grandpa Zeng.
Wen Renze is estimated to be almost thirty, so wouldn't Grandpa Zeng be a hundred years old?
A hundred years old and still so strong, he looks as if he is seventy or eighty years old. Could it be that he also studied ancient martial arts?
Zhou Jian looked at Wen Renze in confusion, and Wen Renze seemed to know what Zhou Jian was thinking. He lowered his voice and explained to Zhou Jian: "My grandpa Zeng joined the army when he was young and worked as a guard for a big shot. He got some opportunities and guidance.
, so my body has always been strong."
Zhou Jian snorted, and then he remembered what Ren Zeyi said. Hui Yin seemed to have mentioned before that the Wen Ren family had existed for more than a hundred years. At the beginning, they just did some business, but the family really became prosperous after the catastrophe.
Now that I think about it, it's probably because of this old man.
The master of ceremonies announced the start of the banquet. The old man said a few words, and then the birthday cake was served. The maids rolled out a nine-layer cake, which was as tall as a person. Wenren Huiyin blew out the candles and made a wish, and then cut the cake.
The next step was to give out birthday gifts. All the young talents took out the birthday gifts they had brought. This was not only an opportunity for performance, but also a way for the family to show off their wealth. This made Zhou Jian dumbfounded and fainted on the spot. Wen Renhui
Yin never told him that his birthday gift had to be given in public.
I saw others giving gifts one by one, including brand-name women's watches worth more than 100,000 yuan, natural pearl necklaces, diamond crystal hairpins...
Zhou Jian thought about the clumsy handicraft music box he was carrying, which was made of a bunch of small conches and shells glued together. He almost had the urge to hit the wall. If he took it out, the whole audience would burst into laughter.
Although Zhou Jian has never thought about comparing himself with these dandy young men who are not in the same world as him, it does not mean that he is willing to be laughed at by others, not to mention that it also concerns Huiyin's face.
I was really speechless. I had never attended such a wealthy birthday party. Huiyin didn’t remind herself that even if I didn’t use the perfect blue diamond from the Bounty Hunter Association, I could still buy a pearl necklace and a crystal head. It would be better now.
, that shell handicraft looks so bad on its own, how can you get it out?
Zhou Jian decided not to give them today and waited to give them in private. However, he didn't expect that after a group of young heroes finished giving gifts, they all turned their attention to Zhou Jian, waiting to see what this kid could come up with.
Damn, Zhou Jian couldn't help but greet the women of these guys' families in his heart. Forget it, there is no way to hide anyway. He must not give away his handicraft shell. If he really gives it away, he will make people laugh to death, so he might as well give it away.
Forget about the bracelet my mother gave me, it can be considered a "family heirloom" after all, and it's probably worth a few hundred dollars.
The price of jade is hard to say. Good quality can cost tens of thousands yuan, while poor quality can cost one or two hundred yuan. However, based on Zhou Jian's understanding of his mother, this bracelet can be worth more than five hundred yuan and it will be highly incense.
So Zhou Jian took out the jade bracelet and whispered to Huiyin: "Well... this thing is passed down from our family... uh... from our ancestors. It seems to have been used as a token of love.
My mother said to give it to a girl you like if you meet her, I hope you like it."
Everyone's eyes naturally fell on the bracelet, but it looked like a fake street vendor. I searched a lot on Taobao and found it for one to two hundred yuan each, with free shipping.
And this style is too vulgar. Who in this era still wears this thing?
As expected, he is a poor boy. Buying a bracelet worth several hundred yuan is enough to make his body hurt. I guess the set of famous brands he is wearing is also rented.
Everyone speculated and sneered maliciously, but of course no one showed anything. Wenren Huiyin carefully took the bracelet because Zhou Jian said "give it to a girl you like when you meet her."
My heart felt sweet at the time.
"I've accepted it but I won't return it. Jian, have you thought about it?"
"Of course."
Their voices could only be heard by each other. Wenren Huiyin put the bracelet on her wrist with a sense of happiness. Her white and jade-like wrist, coupled with the bright green jade bracelet, seemed to be somewhat elegant out of thin air.
posture.
At this moment, the old man of the Wenren family suddenly came over. He took a deep look at Zhou Jian and said, "Little brother, can I see your gift for Huiyin?"
Zhou Jian was slightly startled and then said: "Of course."
Wen Renhuiyin took off the bracelet and handed it to her grandfather. The old man took out his glasses and put them on. He held the bracelet under the light and looked through it repeatedly. Slowly, the old man's hands began to tremble slightly, and the expression on his face also changed.
He seemed to be excited.
After a few minutes, the old man put down the bracelet, took a deep breath to calm down the excitement in his heart, and said, "Little brother, where did you buy this bracelet?"
"My mother gave it to me. She said it was passed down from our ancestors."
"Ancestral heritage? What's your father's name?"
"Zhou Danian."
"Zhou Danian?" The old man looked puzzled, "What is your grandfather's name?"
"My grandpa's name is... uh... I don't know what my grandpa's name is either." Zhou Jian said quite speechlessly. It sounded ridiculous, but he really had no idea about the terms grandparents. He had never seen grandparents.
, even though he has never seen the photos, and his father never mentioned it, when he was a child, Zhou Jian thought that his father was an orphan, so he had no grandparents.
Why is this old man so excited? Could it be that my father gave this bracelet to my mother when he got married, and then my mother thought about giving it to me after she found a partner? And this old man knows my father?
Damn it, this old man didn't work as a guard for his father when he was young, right?
