Zhou Yi followed Yang Kaitai into the living room of the villa, and Yang Momo followed, and the next one was the young man from the Yang family.
There were also many people sitting in the living room, including Yang Lei and Ying Keming, and some middle-aged men and women who had a vague impression of Zhou Yi should be second generations of the Yang family, who had seen them at a birthday party before.
Seeing that Zhou Yi was coming, a middle-aged man frowned in the room, obviously disliked Zhou Yi's identity.
However, seeing that he was talking and laughing with the old man, no one dared to say anything more at this time, and they were all silent.
"Okay, everyone is here. Let's have a meal first. If you have something to do, let's talk about it." Yang Kaitai said in a deep voice.
Everyone nodded suddenly, then walked into the backyard, where four large tables had already been set up and the cold dishes had already been served.
"This is a four-table family dinner specially created by me from a chef invited by a five-star hotel, and everyone will take a seat."
After Yang Kaitai said that, he said to Zhou Yi:
"You just sit next to me."
Yang Kaitai did not hide his voice, so after saying this, many people in the Yang family were stunned.
There were four tables of meals in total. Although there were no intentional arrangements, it was obvious that there were two tables for adults and two seats for children.
The two tables of children may not be that obvious, but the two tables of adults, the people who sit on Yang Kaitai have a higher status in the family, which is tacit.
The family banquets of ordinary people don’t matter, but the big family pays special attention to these things. Even the closer the same table is to Yang Kaitai, the higher the status, so Yang Kaitai asked Zhou Yi to sit next to him. The simple sentence, the smell behind this suddenly came.
It's different.
Especially tomorrow the Yang family will hold a banquet. According to the situation of the banquet, Yang Kaitai will select the next head of the Yang family.
The final decision was in the hands of the old man. At this very sensitive time, Yang Kaitai suddenly gave such an olive branch to Yang Lei's relative, Zhou Yi, and everyone couldn't help but think about it.
"Father, this is a bit inappropriate."
A middle-aged man wearing a formal outfit and combed his big head showed a faint smile. His name was Yang Pengyun, Yang Mingming's father, Yang Momo's uncle, and the general manager of the Yang Group.
As the second in command of the entire Yang family, he seemed to say casually: "I know that the last time the 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum of this young man named Zhou Yi saved your life. You want to be grateful to him."
"But don't scare others, he is a young man, he has a generation gap with us, and he can't let go even if he sits together."
Yang Lei was also shocked and didn't understand why the old man had such a good attitude towards Zhou Yi. If it was really because of the century-old Ganoderma lucidum, then it would be better if this "olive branch" was not needed.
After all, Zhou Yi does not have the second 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. He sits with the old man. If he makes a mistake and does not abide by the rules, the retribution will be reflected in her, so he also said:
"Father, let Zhou Yi and Mo Mo sit at the other table. He doesn't understand the rules, so don't sweep your elegance."
Yang Kaitai's face looked a little ugly, and he was about to scold him, but Zhou Yi, who was beside him, also spoke: "Old man, my aunt and this uncle are right. I'd better sit with my peers."
The reason why he didn't want to sit at the same table with Yang Kaitai was very simple. Although he was mature, it was strange to sit together with a group of middle-aged people with different ulterior motives.
Zhou Yi said so, and Yang Kaitai couldn't say anything, so he just nodded: "Okay, sit down."
Everyone smiled with satisfaction. Yang Pengyun sat next to Yang Kaitai naturally, and the others had no objection.
"Father, tomorrow's banquet..." Yang Pengyun was about to speak, but the old man stopped him and said coldly: "Okay, I just said, just eat and don't talk about other things."
"If you want to talk about anything, you can wait in the living room first and finish your meal immediately, and have time."
Yang Pengyun nodded repeatedly: "What my father said."
I have to say that I am a chef hired from a five-star hotel. My skills are good. Zhou Yi, who didn't eat much at noon, sat next to Yang Momo and did not communicate with others. He focused on the meals on the same table.
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"Hmph, I'm really a starving ghost and reincarnated. I don't know why my grandfather is so nice to him." Someone muttered unhappily.
Yang Kaitai's attitude towards Zhou Yi made many people jealous.
"Grandpa is a person who knows gratitude. Last time Zhou Yi's century-old Ganoderma lucidum saved his life, so his attitude is naturally good."
"Haha, isn't it just a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum? What's so amazing? I heard that I was lucky and picked it from the mountain by accident. At that time, I almost thought he was very rich."
"Okay, let's have a meal. Grandpa doesn't like people who talk too much when eating. Be careful of being heard by him."
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Yang Mingming's position is not the same as Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi ate very well, but he had no appetite. Thinking that he had just been slapped in vain, he was so angry that he was so angry.
"Cousin, are you still angry about what happened just now?" A yellow-haired man sitting next to him whispered.
His name is Gong Qiuyang, and he is the son of Yang Momo's aunt. He also came to join in the fun of the Yang family banquet this time.
"Mad, my face still hurts now, how could I forget it like that? I just don't know what the old man has done, and his attitude towards him is so good." Yang Mingming was unwilling to accept it, but he wanted to take revenge, so he had to see it.
Look at the old man's expression.
Gong Qiuyang smiled and said, "It's not easy to take revenge."
Yang Mingming whispered: "If it weren't for the protection of the old man, labor and capital would be like pinching an ant, but grandpa disliked us infighting the most. He was warning me just now."
Gong Qiuyang said softly: "You can't do it, but it doesn't mean others can't. Do you know if you use a knife to kill someone?"
"I just happened to have a plan, listen?"
Soon both of them smiled.
After three rounds of wine, after five flavors of rice.
Seeing that everyone was almost eating, Yang Kaitai spoke:
"Call you all over here because we want to gather before the official banquet tomorrow to hold a small family banquet."
"On the one hand, I want to enhance your relationship. No matter what the result is, remember that we are all a family, with the same blood flowing. Infighting is the behavior I hate the most."
"On the other hand, I would like to ask you to give me a brief explanation to tomorrow's guests, so that I can feel at ease."
"Okay, sir, follow me to the second floor. You can play on the first floor. Don't worry, don't fight or quarrel."
After saying that, Yang Kaitai walked out of the backyard with a cane first, and the other second-generation generations of the Yang family followed with different expressions.
The young people from the Yang family stayed in the living room on the first floor.
"Oh, it's boring. I don't know what time the meeting will take for these adults. I'm not allowed to go home. It's really annoying."
Yang Lingling half lying on the sofa, with a complaining look on her face.
At this time, Gong Qiuyang jumped out and said, "I have a friend who opened a leisure club with various fun events such as racing, archery, and game halls. Are you going?"
Yang Lingling's eyes lit up and she immediately shouted:
"Go, of course you have fun!"
Some people said worriedly: "Let's go out to play. If the elders don't see us after the meeting, will it be wrong?"
Gong Qiuyang said indifferently: "That leisure club is nearby, and it will be within ten minutes of driving."