Awei turned his head and shook his head honestly, completely relieved, "I don't think I'll pay attention to yours. Your hairstyle is so old. I don't think any man will be interested in an old antique!"
Qi Xiaoya couldn't help but smile, "This is the effect I want."
Soon, Awei took her to a small building dedicated to entertaining guests and stopped, whispering: "We're here, hurry up and go in while the guests are entering the venue! Pay attention to what other waiters do, you
Just follow it and do it!"
Qi Xiaoya nodded, "I understand, don't worry! I'm going in now!"
As he said that, he pushed the door and got out of the car, lowered his head and walked in quickly.
As soon as Qi Xiaoya entered, she saw that there were already fragrant clothes and her hair was filled with laughter.
The handsome men and beautiful women in bright clothes gathered together in groups of three or three, holding fine wine and talking in a low voice, bursts of happy laughter burst out from time to time.
Xiao Chang was standing at the entrance of the stairs, holding a glass of champagne in his left hand and slanted his right hand in his trouser pocket. He was talking to a man with a burly figure, straight waist, majestic and military temperament.
Qi Xiaoya dared not stare for too long because she believed that she and Xiao Chang were spiritual companions. If they stared for too long, Xiao Chang would feel her existence.
She looked up and saw a ten-meter long table in the southeast area of the hall. On the table covered with white lace dining cloth were all kinds of brightly colored food, as well as various drinks and wines.
She immediately walked over, picked up a bottle of champagne and opened it with a bottle opener, poured six glasses of champagne, poured it on a tray, and then walked calmly among the guests with the tray.
Awei, who was standing at the door, was a little worried at first, but later when he saw her at ease, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had no doubts about Xiao Chang's choice.
At eight o'clock, Xiao Zimo officially announced that Xiao Chang was the head of the Xiao family in front of everyone, and everyone gave warm applause.
Qi Xiaoya stood in the crowd and saw many different expressions.
Some people congratulate themselves, some people smile politely, some people carelessly, some people disdain, dissatisfied, jealous, and even angry.
Through those expressions, Qi Xiaoya could easily tell who was the guest, who was a member of the Xiao family, Xiao Chang's uncle and uncle brothers.
Xiao Chang's journey to the head of the sect is destined to be twists and turns!
Without Xiao Situ's threat, new threats continue to emerge.
Qi Xiaoya looked at Xiao Chang, who stood proudly with Xiao Zi on the steps covered with red carpet through the crowd, and felt a little uneasy.
After a while, Xiao Zimo announced that the banquet had officially begun, and then invited the man who had been talking and laughing with Xiao Chang just now. Stephen, the behind-the-scenes collaborator of the Xiao family, walked upstairs together.
Xiao Chang did not follow, but slowly walked down the stairs, picked up a glass of wine from the waiter's hand, and before he could put it to his mouth, a white and tender, slender hand suddenly reached out from the slant and snatched it away.
The wine glass in his hand.
Xiao Chang frowned, turned his head and saw that he immediately smiled and said hello, "Hi! Ruth!"
The person who came was General Stephen's baby daughter Ruth. She had a golden wave, long hair, a pair of watery eyes, green and passionate, and her long curly eyelashes fluttered restlessly like butterflies.
Underneath her nose is a tender red lips with impeccable lines, as if ripe cherries are so ripe that people want to hold them in their mouths and taste them well.