Chapter 21

Lu Kaixuan said disdainfully: "If you don't have money to buy gifts, just say it! What else do you say that the military master doesn't like to give gifts, do you think you are the military master?"

The rest of the Tang family also looked disdainful.

"You'll find out soon!" Luo Taiyi just smiled faintly.

Although Tang Baichuan's watch is a Rolex, it has been worn for nearly ten years.

He was already lacking in confidence, and when Luo Taiyi said this, he immediately retreated again.

And at this moment, the face of Po Jun on the stage suddenly turned cold, and he shouted: "What do you mean by this? Think I'm asking for a bribe from you?"

"Breaking the Army, that's not what we meant!"

"Yes, we're just talking about our hearts and showing our respect for the military master!"

"Yes, what we send is souvenirs, worthless!"

The rich have explained.

"Enough!"

The broken army shouted violently and interrupted everyone's words, "Tell me about your heart, I think you are blaspheming the military master, take all your gifts back!"

Everyone looked at each other, and saw that Pojun was not talking, but was really angry, so they had to order their subordinates to take back the gifts.

"You really don't accept gifts?" Jiang Lan couldn't help but be speechless.

Everyone in the Tang family was also dumbfounded.

It's the first time they've heard of big people who don't like to receive gifts!

Tang Xiao looked at Luo Taiyi, his eyes sparkled and said, "How do you know?"

"It's very simple! The military sovereign and wealth are unparalleled, that is, all the property of the richest man in Yuzhou is not comparable to a fraction of the military owner. How could such a person ask for a bribe?" Luo Taiyi explained with a smile.

Tang Baichuan nodded thoughtfully: "It's us who want to be a layman like us!"

And at this moment, the voice of the broken army on the stage sounded: "Is there anyone who didn't bring a gift?"

Luo Taiyi said to Tang Baichuan: "Dad, raise your hand quickly." The King of Broken Armies is here to praise you. ”

"I ......"

Tang Baichuan shrank his neck in fright.

Even if he knew he was going to be praised, he didn't dare!

Mrs. Luo had to make Tang Xiao stand up.

Tang Xiao understood, and raised his hand a little crampedly.

"Very nice. Which one are you from?" Po Jun nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

"The King of Breaking the Army, I am Tang Xiao, this is my father Tang Baichuan. Tang Xiao hurriedly said.

"Okay, well, I remember your names. You respect the military master very much, and from today on, you will be my friends with the broken army!" laughed the broken army.

Tang Xiao hurriedly thanked him.

At this moment, all the eyes of the audience were focused on their family, full of envy.

Tang Tiancheng and the other Tang family members regretted it so much that their intestines were blue.

Before, they were sitting with Tang Xiao's family. After learning that Tang Baichuan didn't bring gifts, he separated from them and drew a clear line.

Now it's a good thing, the opportunity to become friends with the Broken Army War King was missed by them in vain!

Tang Baichuan and his wife were excited.

So much so that they didn't listen much to what the broken army said later.

When they got home, the two were still excited.

Tang Baichuan took out half a bottle of good wine from his treasure, drank it with peanuts, and hummed a little song in his mouth.

After a few drinks, the man was drunk.

He kept saying that he had become a friend of the King of Broken Soldiers, and was finally helped into the room by Jiang Lan.

After Qian Qian fell asleep, Tang Xiao said to Mrs. Luo: "Although it is not your credit to be able to participate in the reception banquet this time. But you also made a meritorious contribution to making my dad show off at the reception banquet! It's been seven years, and it's the first time I've seen him so happy!"

As he spoke, Tang Xiao's eyes reddened slightly.

Luo Taiyi said softly: "In the future, it will get better and better." ”

"Hmm. ”

Tang Xiao nodded heavily, and muttered, "It's going to get better and better." ”

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