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Chapter 267: Strong Gather! 2

There is an old saying: If you cannot be famous for a hundred generations, you will be infamy for thousands of years.

This sentence fully proves that there are two ways for a person to become a famous figure known to all: doing good deeds of great mercy and doing bad deeds of exterminating humanity.

There is another old saying: Kill people and set fires with gold belts, build bridges and repair roads but there will be no corpses.

This proves that it is easier to do bad things than to do good things, and there are more benefits.

You are all well-known young masters and big shots in China, so naturally I cannot lag behind you.

This is what Di Lin meant. He had already played a guest role as a kidnapper in Yanjing before, and he was considered the hottest figure in the circle recently. Now, he moved to Baicheng and said in front of Chu He - Baicheng doesn't know him yet

I.

It is difficult for a city to recognize and remember a person, but it can also be easy. Mr. Xiao spent his whole life leaving his own glory and traces in Baicheng. What does Di Lin plan to do?

Chuhe doesn't know, but wants to know.

"I don't know Yanjing very well, let alone be familiar with it. But I am from Baicheng." Chu He casually lit a cigarette and smiled. "I have many friends here."

Di Lin smiled mysteriously and said, "That's it."

After that, he passed by Chu He and strode into the banquet venue.

"Who is he? So arrogant?" Fang Yi came to Chu He and stared at Di Lin's very sassy back.

"A fierce guy." Chu He grinned. "You should know Shang Tianya, right?"

"I also know that he has a pretty amazing son." Fang Yi joked.

"This guy is on the same level as Shang Suxin." Chu He said with a faint smile.

"Big shot." Fang Yi gave a simple and straightforward evaluation.

"That's right. He is indeed a big shot." Chu He pursed his lips slightly and said, "This little-known big shot wants the whole world to know him. Know him."

Fang Yi looked slightly stern and closed his mouth.

There were a hundred tables for Hou Luoyang's birthday party, all of which were famous figures from China and even abroad. With Hou Luoyang's financial background, it was not that difficult to hold a hundred tables. But to gather together like this

It's not that easy for many well-known young masters. These people are willing to come, not just because of Hou Luoyang's background and life experience, but largely because of his character and righteousness.

A truly good person can always win the sincerity and friendship of most people. This is an eternal truth.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

When most of the guests arrived and had the first climax, the birthday dinner officially began.

I don’t know which of the young men who have a good relationship with Hou Luoyang took the lead. Nearly a thousand people at the scene sang the birthday song together, which was shocking and full of warmth. It was like celebrating the birthday of a centenarian, rather than celebrating the birthday of someone over thirty.

Young man celebrates birthday.

Hou Luoyang stood on the stage, with a touching smile on his gentle and elegant face. He held his wife's gentle hand, tilted his head slightly and said, "Wife, today is probably the happiest day in my life."

After hearing this, Hou Luoyang's wife gently squeezed his palm and said softly: "You will be so happy every day from now on."

"Then you also want to be happy with me." Hou Luoyang said.

"That's natural."

After the birthday song was finished, Hou Luoyang raised his glass and said: "Thank you everyone for supporting me! I'd like to do it first!"

Thousands of people stood up and responded in return. The scene was magnificent.

Chu He and Fang Yi were on good terms with Hou Luoyang, so they were seated at the dining table close to the host's table. The two of them did not show off, and just drank and ate by themselves. It was not until Hou Luoyang came to greet them that they stood up and said with a smile: "

Mr. Hou is so busy, so don’t greet us."

Hou Luoyang laughed heartily: "How can that work? Although I don't remember the past, Beifeng said that you are my best friends. How can you celebrate your birthday without drinking with good friends?"

The two looked at each other, smiled, and drank another drink with Hou Luoyang.

After drinking all the strong wine, Chu He touched the corner of his mouth and said, "Young Master Hou, is it possible that you plan to have a table-to-table dinner?"

Hou Luoyang smiled and said: "I think so too. I'm just afraid that my body won't be able to bear it."

"It's not that I'm afraid. It's just that I definitely can't bear it." Chu He shook his head helplessly. "It's up to you, Mr. Hou. No matter how much you drink, you can't stay drunk for a thousand cups."

"What do you mean?"

Before Hou Luoyang could speak, a slightly provocative voice suddenly came from beside him.

Everyone turned around and saw Di Lin and Shang Suxin coming together. Both of them were holding a glass of white wine in their hands. They were not very domineering, but they exuded an irresistible sharpness.

"We have come all the way to celebrate Hou Shao's birthday. Don't we mean it in a serious way?" Di Lin said with a half-smile but not a smile.

Hou Luoyang smiled and said: "This is my fault. Sir, please don't mind. I will do it first out of respect."

After saying that, he picked up the newly filled wine glass and prepared to drink it in one gulp.

"Wait a minute." Di Lin raised his arm and gently held Hou Luoyang's wrist. "My table is near the door. What does it mean for Mr. Luoyang to have a drink with me now? If others see it, they will think I am fawning.

Mr. Luoyang, I must have a drink with you."

Hou Luoyang smiled bitterly, and was not angry at Di Lin's rude actions. Instead, he asked curiously: "Then what should I do to satisfy you?"

"Drink at my place." Di Lin said righteously. "All the guests here are celebrating Mr. Luoyang. If I drink with you first, it will definitely make people laugh."

It's my problem that you don't drink when you make a toast. If you don't drink when I make a toast, besides, I'm the host of the dinner. That's your fault.

It would be too embarrassing to drink all the way.

It was obvious that Di Lin was trying to make things difficult for Hou Luoyang. He was doing it openly and openly.

The people nearby couldn't help but feel angry when they saw Di Lin embarrassing Hou Luoyang like this. However, because they were not sure about Di Lin's identity, Hou Luoyang didn't get angry on the spot, so he suppressed the urge to help.

Hou Luoyang was also confused by Di Lin's difficulties and didn't know how to deal with it. Did he offend Di Lin?

If he offends his guests so easily, then he is no longer a young master from Luoyang. This has nothing to do with temper and courage, it is purely Hou Luoyang's personal attitude towards things.

Snap!

Before the troubled Hou Luoyang could speak out, the crazy young man Fang Yi couldn't hold it in any longer.

He slammed the table and cursed: "Where did this shit come from? You just drink it when you say it?"

Fang Yi, who was tall and tall, stood up abruptly. A wave of young men around him who were close to him also stood up one by one, glaring at the uninvited guest menacingly.

Who knows him?

No one knows him.

Even Shang Suxin standing next to him was familiar to only a few high-level young masters. But he was the young master of Yanjing after all. Others were afraid of him in Yanjing. Is it possible that he still wants to show off his power in Baicheng?

Those first-line young men who were still holding back were slowly sipping wine. They didn't try to smooth things over even if Fang Yi got angry, they just waited to see if Shang Suxin expressed his stance. If he didn't express his stance, they wouldn't rush forward. If they really planned to make it impossible for Hou Luoyang to do so,

Taiwan will definitely not let this famous young master in the capital have smooth sailing.

As soon as Fang Yifu stood up, the atmosphere became a little solemn. Di Lin also clearly felt the unkind looks from all directions, but he didn't mind at all. He just tilted the wine glass slightly and let the pure white wine flow on the soft carpet.

He said bluntly: "Since you don't want to drink it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

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