Zhuo Yifan and Song Yingjie chose a corner seat and waited quietly. However, Zhuo Yifan was still thinking about Shen Jiayi, so he naturally searched around. Finally, he found himself in the other corner of the crowd, close to the buffet The Shen family father and daughter were found at the restaurant.
Shen Jiayi had already put on a black evening dress at this time. Her graceful and luxurious temperament immediately attracted the attention of many men present. Many people recognized her as the girl who was sitting quietly in the courtyard, wearing a professional attire.
The high black hair is coiled up, and the black dress dotted with crystal flakes looks particularly eye-catching under the light. The high-parted skirt reveals the white and slender side of the thigh, making people look sideways on their faces. But with a trace of sadness, her beautiful eyebrows were lightly knitted, as if she lacked interest! Shen Jiayi was thinking about Zhuo Yifan at this time, so naturally she had no interest in other things around her. But her father, Shen An, had always been With her by her side, she couldn't go directly to Zhuo Yifan, lest anything embarrassing happen to Shen An when she met him.
"Dear relatives and friends, welcome to the birthday banquet of my father's eightieth birthday. You are all invited to come, which is a great honor to my Zhao family. Zhao Dingguo is here to thank you in advance. Today is a happy day. I My father has worked hard for China for most of his life, and now he has retired. But his revolutionary spirit is still there, and our Zhao family will definitely carry it forward! Now, welcome our birthday boy today, my father comes out to meet you!" It was Zhao Dingguo who was standing on the circular platform at the entrance of the circular staircase and said to everyone with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a round of warm applause. Then an old man in a red Tang suit slowly walked down the stairs on the second floor with the support of Zhao Zhengming. The old man's improvement was evident. He looks very good, his face is rosy, his steps are very steady, and his body looks very healthy.[
Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that this is the rumored Mr. Zhao? He is considered a thief if he is old and not dead! This guy seems to be in good health, and he doesn't know when he will burp? He is already eighty years old. Why don't you die?
If the Zhao family knew what Zhuo Yifan was thinking, they would probably kick Zhuo Yifan out immediately just because they had a falling out with the Song family. They might even have to fight each other!
However, Mr. Zhao's physical condition is much better than that of Mr. Song. Mr. Song seems to be in poor health and has some hidden diseases, which makes Zhuo Yifan feel a little uneasy. It will be good for Mr. Song to live longer. Besides, this old man is very good for himself. He loved him so much, and Zhuo Yifan didn't want anything to go wrong with his body. So he made up his mind to help Mr. Song take a look at his body when he was free. With the magical effect of "Extended Jue", his body should be able to heal. recover!
Of course, Song Yingjie didn't know what Zhuo Yifan was thinking, so he just introduced to Zhuo Yifan: "This is the old man of the Zhao family! But he is a powerful master whose status is equivalent to that of my old man, but who is it?" They don’t give in to anyone! The two old men have been fighting for most of their lives. They have been fighting since before the founding of the People’s Republic of China until now, and there is still no winner!”
"I see, this old man probably won't stop for much! The three generations of the Zhao family are probably all of the same virtue. The old one is like this, and the younger ones are like this too. It's not surprising!" Zhuo Yifan said disapprovingly.
"You say this softly, don't let anyone who cares hear it!" Song Yingjie quickly reminded him.
Zhuo Yifan just smiled slightly, then shook his head and said nothing.
"By the way, this is for you!" Song Yingjie took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Zhuo Yifan.
