The birthday banquet gave gold bars, and the aura of the super nouveau riche was undoubtedly revealed. When Mrs. Ye and others walked in, they naturally attracted the attention of countless people.
When the eyes rest on Xu Qingwan and other women, the eyes of those who see them are really bright. The gorgeous clothes and beauties really bring about their own halo.
The twins, Ye Tai and Wangcai, looked a little gloomy standing next to them.
It's not that Ye Taihe Wangcai is not handsome enough, but because Ye Tai is afraid of being discovered, so in addition to covering up the prismatic mark, he also completely restrains his own fairy spirit.
Coupled with their somewhat awkward head shapes, their complete lack of attention to their attire on such occasions, and their behavior of giving gold bars just now, people subconsciously regarded them as the super nouveau riche.
Among them, the heirs of the Li family looked a little strange when they saw Li Lingling. A young boy wearing a casual suit and a pretty face couldn't help but complain: "It turns out that he is with the nouveau riche..."
But before he could even finish his words, he was immediately stopped by the adults around him in a stern manner.
"Lingmei, long time no see."
Another beautiful woman at the main table, who was slightly older, about twenty-four or five years old, stood up in surprise and walked over.
Then he looked at Ye Tai and others and said, "This is?"
Li Lingling said quickly: "Fang Dong, my friend, this is Ao Qing, this is Xu Qingwan, and this is Yun Luo. They are all my friends. Fang Dong, this is the son of my third uncle, Li Yinyin, who is both talented and beautiful.
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Although Li Lingling was very anxious, she could still get the idea that Mrs. Ye didn't want to reveal her identity, so she hid his real name and used a homophone for "landlord" as an introduction.
Li Yinyin looked at Mrs. Ye and the others without leaving any trace, smiled and stretched out her hand, saying: "Hello, it's our first time meeting you. Please take care of me. You are the one who gave me the gold bars just now, right?"
Of course, Li Yinyin knew the situation of her beautiful girl, and also knew that she must not have the financial ability to give such two big gold bricks. Even if she had the ability, she would not be so vulgar.
Today is apparently a birthday party for Mr. Li's 90th birthday, but everyone in my family knows that it is a medium for dividing the inheritance.
None of the Li family expected that Li Lingling, who had not been home for several years, would come back to attend this birthday party.
But now that he is here, as a descendant of the Li family, he is eligible to inherit the inheritance. Li Yinyin also wants to test the identity of the rich man his sister is befriending.
Do you really have the power, money, and confidence to speak for yourself as a beautiful girl when it comes to dividing the inheritance, or are you just a super nouveau riche with no real qualifications?
Mrs. Ye stretched out her hand, shook her hand, and said, "It's me. It's just a small gift, not respectful."
Li Yinyin smiled and said: "If this is considered a small gift, it is too ridiculous. By the way, what kind of business does Young Master Fang do, and how did he meet Ling Mei?"
Mrs. Ye replied: "I just opened a company in Europe with assets of hundreds of millions. It has trade relations with many countries. Its products are sold at home and abroad, benefiting countless people. I met Lingling by chance, and we have been together for a long time.
Stay overnight at my house."
"oh……"
A subtle emotion flashed in Li Yinyin's eyes, and she no longer thought Mrs. Ye was a successful person.
Without him, there is no truly successful person worthy of praise. He will talk about his company's market value and products at any time. Instead, he will act like a salesman and deliberately emphasize that the company's market value is "hundreds of millions." This makes Li Yinyin feel even more like Mrs. Ye.
, is a real nouveau riche.
On the other hand, the relationship between Lingmei and him seems a bit difficult to describe. What exactly did she pay to have this upstart give out dozens of kilograms of gold bricks to support her appearance?
And at first contact, Li Yinyin didn't think that such a person was a leading figure in control of a multinational trading company, and his tone of falsehood was too strong.
Li Yinyin inquired further: "Mr. Fang, what is the full name of your company? Maybe I have used your products."
Ye Taizhen said solemnly: "Miss Li, please understand that the company is in a period of transformation and involves too many secrets. As the leader, my words and deeds may guide the future direction of the world. Today I deliberately apologize to Lingling.
She's here to celebrate her great-grandfather's birthday, so she should be as low-key as possible, and don't make it too noticeable."
Li Yinyin was stunned. I just said you were a phony. I was just praising you. Your charlatan's face is too hypocritical.
Are you the only one who also affects the future direction of the world?
Who do you think you are? You dress like someone from the urban-rural fringe area, you talk a lot about cheating, you are too hypocritical, and Lingmei still wants to rely on you to support her?
Although she had basically determined Mrs. Ye in her heart, Li Yinyin still made a final test and said: "Even if Mr. Fang is inconvenient to tell me, forget it, but since the theme of your company is in Europe, what about Mr. Fang's English?"
The level should be pretty good, at least you can communicate normally?"
If she couldn't even speak English, then Li Yinyin would completely overturn Mrs. Ye's remarks and not even think that this guy started a company in Europe, let alone that his products had a market value of hundreds of millions or less and benefited all mankind.
Mrs. Ye smiled faintly and said: "Of course, my English level is very good. Let alone talking normally, even if I give a speech at the United Nations or preside over the appreciation work at a foreign ancient English poetry conference, there is no problem at all.
By the way, I have also served as a special guest to help a group of scholars and translated Hugo's "Hamlet" and "Les Misérables," which have won critical acclaim from blockbusters at home and abroad."
"*@&￥%~Mr.fa you."
At this time, a handsome man in his late twenties, wearing a navy blue casual suit, with combed hair, stood up and walked over. He smiled and extended his hand to Mrs. Ye, but the mocking look in his eyes was difficult to find at all.
cover up.
Mrs. Ye stretched out her hand and shook his hand, saying: "oo, yeah, cool."
This guy is sincerely trying to embarrass himself, isn't he? What kind of bird language is he talking about in the previous string? Mrs. Ye can understand Mr.fang and the common phrases for greeting people who returned to the first class of junior high school English.
Seeing that this guy was still spewing out a lot of bird songs, Mrs. Ye raised her hand calmly and said: "Stop, brother, this is a. We don't need to deliberately communicate in English. Just like art, deliberately communicate
On the surface, after all, it lacks the connotation and charm. You are still young and don't understand. I don't blame you. Human beings, like good wine, need time to accumulate."
Li Lingling saw that these two people seemed to be in a tit-for-tat attitude, so she quickly stepped forward to save the situation and said: "Brother Ying, this is my friend, Fang Dong, this is Li Ying, the eldest son of my second uncle."
Li Ying glanced at Li Lingling, his expression still a little cold. He just wanted to expose this clown's funny lies, but in front of everyone, he was bluntly preached. I have no connotation and charm? Do I still need the precipitation of time?
There are many people who can criticize him, Li Ying, but they definitely do not include the person in front of him. Li Ying said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Okay, let's talk in Chinese. We won't play with those fake things, but Brother Fang just said about foreign poetry conferences.
Excuse me, where can you find poetry conferences abroad?"
"Also, Hamlet, isn't it Shakespeare's work? When did it become Hugo's?"