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Chapter 17 Birthday Banquet

"ah?"

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, feeling both secretly happy and a bit frightened. Although he had the ability and believed that he would definitely achieve something in time.

But now he is just a poor boy, and the other party is the top of the Yang family, an existence that is beyond his reach.

I feel a little guilty going to a banquet of that level.

So he said with some embarrassment.

"I'm going to attend your grandpa's birthday party? Is that okay?"

Yang Xiaoyun didn't care.

"What's wrong? Just go if I ask you to go. Besides, I have something to do and I need your help. I've prepared a gift for my grandpa. I want you to introduce it to me then."

"It turns out you want me to be the commentator."

Zhang Yuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said.

But Yang Xiaoyun suddenly came over and asked with a smile.

"Otherwise? What do you think I asked you to do?"

Zhang Yuan panicked and subconsciously took half a step back. When he saw the teasing look on the other person's face, he couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being useless.

Then he calmed down, took a step forward, and said shamelessly.

"I thought you, the boss lady, were going to take the boss to meet his parents."

This time it was Yang Xiaoyun's turn who couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't expect that Zhang Yuan suddenly stopped giving up, and she suddenly became a big blush.

"You, just dream."

Then he timidly looked up and saw the other person with a proud smile on his face, laughing at himself. He felt a little embarrassed and asked angrily.

"Are you going or not?"

"Go, of course I will go. Of course I have to help my friend. When will it be?"

Zhang Yuan asked briskly.

"Just tonight."

"What? Just today!"



As the sun set and night fell, Zhang Yuan and Yang Xiaoyuan arrived at the largest hotel in Suzhou, the Minghuang Hotel.

Although it was a birthday banquet in the form of a family banquet, the Yang family still booked the entire hotel, which is enough to prove the Yang family's wealth.

Zhang Yuan looked at the hotel in front of him, which he was not qualified to enter before, and the luxury cars at the door, and felt a little dazed for a moment.

Yang Xiaoyun, who was holding a simple sandalwood box on the side, saw this and asked incomprehensively.

"What's going on? Let's go in."

Zhang Yuan came to his senses, nodded, and the two of them entered the hotel together.

Along the way, Zhang Yuan was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He saw many luxurious decorations that he had never seen before. There was only one word left in his mind to describe this hotel, which was magnificent and magnificent.

Of course, he soon realized that he also attracted the same looks from others. Many people looked at him and whispered, with expressions of disdain on their faces.

This immediately made him a little embarrassed.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyun on the side suddenly ran to a large porcelain bottle standing on the ground in front of her and asked excitedly.

"Zhang Yuan, look, this porcelain vase is so beautiful, it must be a good thing."

Zhang Yuan suddenly felt warm in his heart. He knew that Yang Xiaoyun was definitely not here for the first time. What’s more, his grandfather Yang Yanguang was the president of the Collection Association. He didn’t have any treasures at home, so why would he be interested in this humble vase?

He obviously wanted to use this method to alleviate his embarrassment.

But at this moment, a young man suddenly walked over not far away and pointed at Zhang Yuan's nose and asked.

"Hey, who are you? Who asked you to come in? I wonder if this place has been reserved by the Yang family today? No one can enter."

Before Zhang Yuan could speak, Yang Xiaoyun had already frowned and said.

"Yang Xiaocheng, what are you calling? This is my friend."

That young man was Yang Xiaoyun's cousin, but the two were not close and even disliked each other.

So Yang Xiaocheng's expression became even more contemptuous after hearing this, and he said sarcastically.

"Cousin, can you have better taste? If you don't make friends with anyone else, it will be the Yang family's face that will be embarrassed."

Then he pointed at Zhang Yuan and continued.

"Today is grandpa's birthday, and you're here wearing such shabby clothes? Don't you take our Yang family seriously?"

When he made such a fuss, everyone around him came over to watch the fun.

Zhang Yuan was immediately filled with displeasure. Although his outfit was indeed not as luxurious as the others present, it was still clean and tidy. How could he not take the Yang family seriously?

But before he could vent his dissatisfaction, Yang Xiaoyun spoke again.

"Some people have a plain appearance but have a heart of gold, while some people can't cover up their trashy nature no matter how gorgeous their appearance is."

"Cousin, I advise you to think about what you should do if you have time to make irresponsible remarks here. Otherwise, sooner or later, the Yang family will ruin you one day!"

The Yang family has indeed spent a lot of money to wipe Yang Xiaocheng's butt over the years. As the saying goes, you can't criticize someone without exposing their shortcomings. These words immediately made his face livid, and he pointed at Yang Xiaoyun and wanted to say something unpleasant.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the door.

"What are you doing? The old man is here, why are you still gossiping?"

Everyone looked around and saw an old man with white hair slowly walking over, supported by a middle-aged man.

Everyone immediately became energetic and quickly divided into two rows, making way for a path in the middle.

Yang Xiaocheng also ignored the bickering and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Grandpa, let me help you go to the seat of honor."

The old man frowned and stared at him for a long time, then shook his head and then handed over his arm.

Yang Xiaoyun also hurriedly pulled Zhang Yuan to stand in the queue and explained.

"This is my grandfather."

Zhang Yuan nodded, seeing the old man walking past his eyes, he couldn't help but admire in his heart that his momentum was beyond the comparison of ordinary people, but his complexion didn't look very good.

Then the old man sat down on the main seat with the support of Yang Xiaocheng, who quickly ran to the old man and said with a smile.

"Grandpa, I wish you a happy birthday, may you be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains."

"I specially prepared a gift for you."

As he waved his hand, a man in black holding a long box came immediately next to him.

Yang Xiaocheng opened the box and pulled out a half-meter-long jasper crutch.

The entire crutch is emerald green and crystal clear, and the armrest is carved into a lifelike dragon head. The two eyes of the dragon head are inlaid with rubies, which looks particularly precious.

Then Yang Xiaocheng held up the crutches with both hands and said.

"Grandpa, this jasper dragon-headed staff was obtained by my grandson after all his efforts. I think it suits you just right. I hope you like it."

The old man first stretched out his hand and slid it over the crutch, then with a smile on his face, he took the crutch. After looking at it carefully for a while, he said a word to Yang Xiaocheng with a smile.

"good!"


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