Chapter 285 Spring Festival Gala Red Packet, Popular Discussion (Part 4)
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"Okay, Sambo'er went to my aunt's house and won't be back until the first day of the new year."
Hearing Zheng Ge's complaints, Abao rolled his eyes. This bastard always thinks about his sister every time they meet. Ahhh! Sambo'er must not let this bastard meet.
"Oh! Unknowingly, after this year, Sambo'er is already 15, right?"
Zheng Ge felt a little emotional, that 1-year-old little Luoli was gone forever!
"15 years old is also a minor, so be careful." Chen Abao rolled his eyelids.
"Hey, I'm already seventeen or eighteen, so I'm an adult." Zheng Ge chuckled.
A Bao has a black streak on his head. Your family is fifteen years old, so he is seventeen or eighteen years old? Whose age is so false?
Moreover, my sister’s 15th birthday has not even passed yet, she is still 14. After her birthday, she will be 15.
"Old Zheng, yesterday Xie Wei was in the TT group and said that he was going to hold a high school reunion, and he specially invited you. Will you go then?" said a young man sitting aside.
His name is He Liang, and like A Bao, they grew up together. They have been classmates from elementary school to high school. After the college entrance examination, Zheng Ge and A Bao went to Zhengcheng to attend college. He Liang went to Lin Province No. 1
university.
"It's boring, I won't go."
Zheng Ge waved his hand, TT group? What the hell? I don’t know where I forgot my TT password.
The Xie Wei that He Liang was talking about was also a high school classmate.
We haven’t contacted each other in years, what can we do to get together?
"That's right, that guy Xie Wei is boring... I didn't deal with him in high school. We haven't gotten together in the years since graduation. Who knows each other? Many of my classmates in high school and junior high school have probably met each other and even called them by their names.
Not coming up anymore.”
Chen Abao took a sip of beer, sneered, and said, "I heard that there were high school reunions in previous years, but we were never invited. Now that you think of us? I won't go."
"Hey! The one I invited was Lao Zheng, not you, Abao."
someone joked.
Zheng Ge smiled, it's a party! It's not impossible to attend.
In his mind, there are only two kinds of gatherings he can attend.
One kind is like this now, it's nice to get together with a few friends who have been having fun, have a drink, and talk about the past.
The other type is similar to various drinking parties, where people are in a circle and at a level, just to make connections.
As for partying with a group of people you can't get along with and who are not on the same level, forget it.
The class reunion, to put it bluntly, is just a show-off party.
If he is pretending, he will definitely go.
Unfortunately, he is not.
Actually, if he goes, with his current status, he might be able to spend a night with the classmate from back then...
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After gathering with Abao and the others, Zheng Ge said goodbye to everyone and returned home.
It had been cloudy these past few days, and it looked like it was going to snow. The weather was extremely cold, and he really didn't want to go out.
When I got home, snowflakes had begun to fall from the sky.
After chatting with my parents for a while, I went back to my room, lay on the bed, and looked at the snowflakes falling outside. I felt very comfortable.
"Azhe and the others don't know if they're home yet."
Zheng Ge leaned on the bedside and muttered. The day before yesterday, he had a phone call with Azhe and the others, saying that he was going to return to China for the New Year. Calculating the time, he should be returning to the Magic City today.
Sometimes, just what comes to mind comes to mind.
Just when he thought of this, his phone rang.
It turned out to be Azhe's.
Get on the phone.
"Godfather."
As soon as the phone was connected, a soft voice came from inside.
"My dear daughter, do you want to be your father?"
Zheng Ge laughed.
"think."
Luoluo said cutely.
"Then after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, how about your godfather take Luoluo to the amusement park?" Zheng Ge said with a smile.
Luoluo: "Okay."
Zheng Ge smiled and chatted for a few words, and Azhe received the call.
"Happy New Year, boss."
Azhe's voice came over.
"Happy New Year, wish my uncle and aunt a happy new year for me." Zheng Ge smiled and said, "How is it? Is the road going well?"
"It went very well." Azhe said: "Boss, I suggest that we send more people there next year, and we may make big discoveries." Azhe said in a low voice.
"Well! Let's talk about this when we meet."
Zheng Ge pondered for a moment and said.
Azhe responded.
After chatting for a while, Zheng Ge hung up the phone.
"Xiao Ge, what daughter? Do you have a daughter?"
As soon as I hung up the phone, the door was pushed open, and my mother and sister came over. My mother, in particular, stared at Zheng Ge with burning eyes.
Zheng Ge: "..."
"Oh! Brother, you didn't close the door tightly, so you can't blame us for eavesdropping." Zheng Shi was a little embarrassed.
"Sister, don't you know where that daughter comes from?"
Zheng Ge said speechlessly.
My sister knows about accepting Luoluo as my goddaughter.
"Haha! I know, I haven't had time to tell my mother yet. Mom, that daughter is recognized by Xiao Ge. She is a very cute little girl, about five or six years old." Zheng Shi said with a smile.
"All right."
My mother was a little disappointed, but also a little relieved. She shook her head, sat on the bedside, and said, "It's okay for you to be your goddaughter. If you haven't kissed your granddaughter, you can give her a hug first. If you have time, you can bring your family over to play."
"Yeah! We'll see what happens after the New Year." Zheng Ge nodded.
The old lady moved a chair and sat down to chat.
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The next day, New Year's Eve.
On the night of my thirties, I didn’t eat in a restaurant.
On the coffee table in the living room, there is a table full of dishes. They are all sumptuous dishes that are common during Chinese New Year. The taste may not be as good as the one in Baihelou, but it has a different feeling.
Eating vegetables and watching TV, the whole family was enjoying themselves.
The Spring Festival Gala started. Zheng Ge took out his mobile phone and shook the red envelope. It was about to go online.
At the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala, the first round of red envelopes will be distributed.
"Broadland Group, do you really want to send out 600 million red envelopes?"
The old lady said in surprise.
"yes!"
Zheng Ge said.
In fact, it is not just Chat Chat that is giving out red envelopes tonight, there is also a celebrity red envelope event on Weibo. However, it is not as grand as Chat Chat, and everyone’s attention is focused on Chat Chat.
"Oh! 600 million! How much does it cost! Just give it out like this?" Dad felt a little sad. Yuanda Group belongs to his son, and it looks like his son is giving out red envelopes to people across the country...
Six hundred million!
It's like my son threw away 600 million in one night.
He often heard that someone's son was a prodigal, and he really wanted to say, when it comes to prodigality, who has won his own son?
However, he also knows that the so-called red envelopes are only for the development of the enterprise.
Although the old couple were born in rural areas and did not go to school, they did not know anything.
"The reason for sending out 600 million tonight is to earn 1 billion tomorrow... 2 billion or even more. Besides, these 600 million will not be sent out all at once tonight. Moreover, these 600 million will not be sent out all at once tonight."
, it’s not all Yuanda Group’s money.”
Zheng Ge picked up a tofu roll with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and smiled.