Hou Chengguo said excitedly: "Oh? Tell me quickly, so that I can come and thank you in person."
Li Jun nodded and said: "This Zhang Yifeng is the former young master of Tianhe Group."
"Tianhe Group? Never heard of it." Hou Chengguo looked confused.
Li Jun explained: "It is a bankrupt group. Zhang Yifeng is still studying in Hangyang City. This time he came to Kyoto, I think it was mostly to attend the birthday celebration of Mr. Wen's family."
"Mr. Wen, who is it?" Hou Chengguo spoke again. He focused on scientific research and knew little about outside families and companies.
"That's Wen Shanhai, vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association."
"Oh, it turns out it's him, I know."
…
At the same time, Zhang Yifeng lived in the small courtyard in Hangyang City.
Meng Nishang's phone suddenly rang. He looked down and saw that it was Feng Mei calling.
"Hey, Sister Mei, why did you remember to call me?"
"Well, I have something to ask you. Are you in Kyoto?" Feng Mei asked.
Meng Nishang replied: "No, I'm in Hangyang City. You know, I don't like Kyoto."
"Oh, then Zhang Yifeng is no longer in Kyoto. That's right, the Wen family won't invite him."
"Sister Mei? What do you mean by that?" Meng Nichang trembled slightly, why did she mention Zhang Yifeng?
"It's like this. Mr. Wen's eightieth birthday has caused quite a stir. Even people from the Meng family came to congratulate him. It seems like you don't know about this yet."
Meng Nichang frowned slightly after hearing Feng Mei's words. Could it be that Zhang Yifeng went to Kyoto this time to celebrate the birthday of Mr. Wen's family?
However, with Zhang Yifeng's identity, the Wen family would never treat him favorably.
Meng Nichang suddenly remembered what Zhang Yifeng asked her before leaving. Zhang Yifeng asked her if she wanted to go back to Kyoto. Did Zhang Yifeng want her to go back to Wen's house at that time? But Zhang Yifeng's character was not good at talking. She was
By directly saying not to go back, Zhang Yifeng had no chance to say the next words.
This is a typical big man idea.
Thinking of this, Meng Nishang quickly asked: "Sister Mei, when will the old man of the Wen family celebrate his birthday?"
"it is tomorrow."
"address?"
"It seems to be the Wen family's mansion, Nishang, why are you asking so many questions?"
"It's nothing. That's it, Sister Mei."
Meng Nishang said and hung up the phone. She immediately opened the app and checked the online tickets.
…
Three days passed quickly.
At ten o'clock in the morning on the fourth day, Zhang Yifeng finally went out and took a taxi to the Wen family's mansion.
Although it was not the rush hour for work, there were still some traffic jams in Kyoto. The originally twenty-minute journey took more than an hour, and Zhang Yifeng arrived at Wen's house around eleven twenty. Fortunately, this time was not late at all.
A little early.
Today, the Wen family's mansion is extremely lively and everyone is very busy. There are at least a hundred tables in the Wen family's courtyard.
There are also more than a dozen tables set up in the Wen family's inner hall. This inner hall must be for people of high status to dine.
Since it's still a little early, most of the people coming now are relatives, seven aunts, eight aunts, etc...
After these relatives arrived, only a few of them went to the inner hall, and most of them were arranged in the courtyard outside. This shows that there is still a gap in the status of these people.
Almost all of these people hold invitations. Only those who hold invitations are eligible to attend Mr. Wen's birthday banquet.
Of course, this is not absolute. Zhang Yifeng saw a man driving a luxury car without an invitation in his hand, but the Wen family happily went out to greet him.
"Hey, Mr. Fang, when I called you and you didn't reply, I thought you weren't coming. I didn't expect you to arrive so early."
"Haha, what are you talking about? It's Mr. Wen's birthday, how could I not come?"
"Mr. Fang, please come in and take a seat."
The Wen family laughed loudly and introduced this boss-level figure into the inner hall.
The old man of the Wen family had been sitting on the grand master's chair in the inner hall. After this person came in, he said to the old man: "Fang Zhihe of Dingsheng Technology has come to pay homage to Mr. Wen on his birthday. This is a small gift, not a sign of respect."
As he said that, Mr. Fang took out a big red envelope. The red envelope was bulging, and he didn't know how much money was stuffed inside.
Butler Wen's housekeeper accepted the red envelope for the old man.
Mr. Wen was very happy. This person should be the CEO of a company. A boss came to wish him a birthday. This was a very honorable thing. He waved his hand and said: "You're welcome, you're welcome. Please sit down."
Fang Zhihe nodded and sat at a table slightly to the side. Although he was the boss of a company, his company was not big because there were too many large companies in Kyoto, so he was quite self-aware.
"Whose guest is this?" After Fang Zhihe sat down, Mr. Wen asked the butler in a low voice.
The housekeeper whispered: "We are guests from the Wen Tai."
"Wen Tai? Yes, yes. Of all my sons, he is the one who gives me the most face."
The old man of the Wen family smiled. Although the Wen family claimed to be from a scholarly family and did not need to socialize, on a day like a birthday, it is definitely better to be surrounded by people than to be unknown to others.
Outside the door, Zhang Yifeng looked for a while and found that the people coming now were all bosses of small companies or people from calligraphy and painting associations.
The gifts they gave were also varied, including direct gifts of money, poems, calligraphy and paintings, and decorative vases.
Some antique vases are even more valuable. There is not much in the Wen family's mansion, except for a lot of bookshelves. Instead of placing books, there are vases and other decorations.
The entire Wen family residence can be said to be antique and has Chinese characteristics. The Wen family residence alone is worth more than one billion! It is still priceless but not marketable. Today, few people in Kyoto will sell their property unless something big happens and they need to sell it.
Will sell the courtyard house where I live.
Zhang Yifeng took out his phone and checked the time. It was already eleven forty, and it was almost time for him to go in.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng reached the door, he was stopped by the beautiful receptionist outside.
"Hello, guest, please show your invitation."
Zhang Yifeng pointed to a boss next to him and said, "Why doesn't he need an invitation?"
"These are all welcomed by the Wen family in person. If you know the Wen family, you can also call them to inform them of your arrival, and then come out to greet you in person. Otherwise, we will have to read the invitation, so please forgive me."
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly and said calmly: "What if I want to go in?"
"Then we can only ask the security to ask you away."
"Really? You can try it."
Zhang Yifeng sneered and was about to rush in when a joking voice suddenly came.
"Hey, why is this person so familiar? It turns out he is the missing dog of the Zhang family."
A young man walked out of the yard. He was only twenty-five or six years old, but he was also very handsome. He was the third grandson of the Wen family, Wen Junchi.