All the guests finally arrived, and the dinner began.

Zhang Huiming, as the host, is hospitable, not leaking, very confident, and a successful person.

If you don't know his experience, who would believe that three months ago he was a soft rice man with no status and no self-confidence in his father-in-law's family?

Shan Huatang is very happy that Zhang Huiming's change is the embodiment of his philosophy.

But I also hope that Zhang Huiming will continue to maintain the great principle of eating soft rice, and don't swell his heart with a little money.

Halfway through dinner, it's time to give red envelopes.

The situation of Zhang Huiming's family giving red envelopes is different from that of the previous nine generations, there is no custom of giving them before entering the door, they are all halfway through the meal, and they come to collect them by themselves.

The newlyweds receive it, and although the parents collect it on behalf of the full moon, the children have to get it.

Su Yu hugged the child, Zhang Huiming took a box, walked to the table first, and said politely, "Thank you elders for the meeting gift." ”

Then they began to collect red envelopes one by one, and each red envelope would be passed by the child and then put in the box, which meant that the child got it.

The closer the relationship, the more you give.

Like ordinary relatives and friends, they all give a few hundred yuan, aunts, uncles and the like have to give a thousand yuan, and grandparents give even more, there must be six thousand six.

After receiving a table, I have to say again, "Thank you elders for your care." ”

Next, another table was opened, and the words were exactly the same.

This is the custom of every place.

In the end, it was the turn of Shan Huatang's table.

When I was in college, the five brothers said that they were all godfathers of each other's children, and their wives were the godmothers of each other's children.

The full house, ninety-nine tables, all stared at this table, wanting to see how many red envelopes these rich people would give.

Since it is a godfather and godmother, then this red envelope is not small.

The first is Wang Health.

Wang Jianxing touched his godson Zhang Yu's little hand, took out a big red envelope from his wife Wang Suyuan's bag, let Zhang Yu touch it, and then put it in the box.

All the guests stopped talking, the thickness must be ten centimeters, it is estimated that it should be 100,000.

This is no ordinary magnanimity.

Then came Zheng Fangyuan.

Zheng Fangyuan's child will also be born in a few months, so he can be described as a father during this time.

He rubbed his face with his godson Zhang Yu's hand, quite doting.

Godmother Song Zhiqing asked her godson Zhang Yu to touch her belly, which was a good sign.

Then she took out a big red envelope from her bag, touched the child's little hand and put it in the box.

Relatives and friends widened their eyes.

This red envelope must be 15 centimeters thick, at least 150,000.

Rich people are capricious, and they don't talk about tens of thousands of red envelopes, they all start with 100,000.

When it was Fang Zhengming's turn, the guests in the room pretended not to be watching, chatting on the surface, but in fact, they were watching from the corner of their eyes.

How thick will this big director's red envelope be?

Fang Zhengming touched the child's hand with a smile, as if he was touching his own child's hand, and the kindness on that face could scare people to death.

"Son, you have to be the first to call me dad in the future!"

Zhang Huiming glared, "Old Fang, this little cub's father is still here." ”

Fang Zhengming was very generous, "Look at your urgency, what about your bearing? I'm talking about calling my godfather." ”

Then he shook his hand, "Wife, take the money!"

Don't really say it, big directors are generally like this.

Before he came, Fang Zhengming begged his wife for a long time before Jin Xiaoqing was willing to act in such a script.

When the 'order' came down, she took out two big red envelopes from her bag, let her godson Zhang Yu's two little hands touch them, and finally put them in the box.

Fang Zhengming, as an elder, said in a serious tone in his father's tone, "Son, when I grow up in the future, I will learn from your father and me." ”

Zhang Huiming glared at him, this bit of cheapness should be taken advantage of?

Fang Zhengming looked embarrassed, "I forgot to say a word, I learned from your godfather and me to be a big director." ”

The room was full of guests, all talking about everyone eating.

In fact, I was sighing in my heart: Why doesn't my son have such a famous and rich godfather? A casual gift is 200,000 yuan, which is enough to catch up with their annual income.

And looking at the appearance of this godfather, I can't wait to be my own son, if I can, they want to say: My son sent you, let him inherit your family property, as long as you pay me back in the end.

In the end, there is the finale of Shan Huatang.

Regarding the finale, Shan Huatang has something to say.

The reason why he was the last to arrive was not that he wanted to be the last to arrive, and who didn't want to arrive early? But there was no way, he came from the beach some way, and it was relatively congested after work, so he came late.

As a result, Fang Zhengming said that he was stealing the limelight, he was really wronged.

Besides, I just wanted to fill Zhang Huiming with a McLaren P1, and I really didn't want to steal the limelight.

He would rather be the first to arrive.

As for the last red envelope, he must state that it was a few other people who took the lead.

Originally, he was going to be the first to give, but several other people took the initiative to give it before him, which made him the last to give.

But fortunately, the red envelopes he prepared were enough to be worthy of the finale.

Under the attention of nearly a thousand pairs of eyes, or dead staring, godfather Shan Huatang took out a card from his handbag.

Everyone is confused, what about the red envelope? What do you do with a card?

Then I saw him put the card in the hand of his godson Zhang Yu for a circle, and finally put it in the box.

I only heard him say, "1 million, a small meeting gift, the red package can't be placed, so I can only put it here, I have time to pick it up my brother and sister, this card has no password." ”

Fang Zhengming gave a thumbs up, meaning: Brother is really rich.

Wang Jianxing and Zheng Fangyuan nodded, meaning: It's not to steal the limelight?

Shan Huatang smiled, there is money and there is also a mistake? It's so unreasonable!

The full house of guests quickly lowered their heads and buried their heads in eating, not daring to make any loud noises.

Give a meeting gift is 1 million, this person is too arrogant!

On weekdays, 1 million is a huge number, and you can buy a cheaper house or a luxury car with face.

This is a number that many people have struggled for decades to save.

But how to say it from the mouths of these rich people is so worthless.

It turns out that the saying 'treat money like dung' is true.

Just when the guests in the hall were amazed, the princess sitting next to Shan Huatang took out a card from her bag, and put it in the palm of her godson Zhang Yu in front of all the staring eyes, and finally put it in the box.

I only heard her smile and say to the child: "This is 1 million godmother, you have to grow up quickly!"

At this moment, this situation is silent.