"Something!"

Ram Tianqi was furious, and when he got it in his hand, he was about to throw it back into Qiu Feng's face.

"You'd better take a look. Qiu Feng showed a lazy smile.

"Young Master...... This seems to be an invitation......" Uncle Shan's eyes sharpened, and he reminded.

"Invitation?" Ram Tianqi glanced at the cover, it was indeed the same as other invitations.

But he quickly sneered, as if he had heard a big joke: "Every invitation is written by me, who are invited, I don't know?"

"This guy, I'm afraid he didn't find someone to fake one, right?"

Ram Tianqi said that, and directly threw the invitation card towards Qiu Feng's face, but Qiu Feng reached out and clamped it, and it fell firmly into his hand.

Qiu Feng had a smiling expression: "I have already reminded you, when you cry and shout and beg me to go in, I may not sell the face of Ram Shou." ”

"Please?" Ram Tianqi sneered, "Which green onion are you, I will beg you?"

Uncle Shan next to him saw Qiu Feng's smiling face, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, and said, "This gentleman, can you show me the invitation?"

"No problem. Qiu Feng handed it to him with a smile.

Uncle Shan opened it cautiously, and his pupils suddenly contracted violently: "Less...... Young Master......"

"What to do?" said Ram Tianqi impatiently.

"He, he's ...... You ......" Uncle Shan's tone trembled a little.

Ram Tianqi was stunned: "What are you talking about?"

"We ...... I can't afford to offend. Uncle Shan's mouth was full of bitterness.

"How is it possible!" Ram Tianqi raised his eyebrows, "The people we invited are all big people with names and surnames in Yangcheng, heads and faces, I remember clearly, there is no such person as him!"

"You still have to take a look. "Uncle Shan is a little anxious, isn't what he said obvious enough?

Ram Tianqi saw that Uncle Shan's expression did not seem to be fake, and he beat the drum in his heart, not daring to be so arbitrary.

However, the face was still sufficient, and he glanced at Qiu Feng with a sneer, and said, "Then I'll give Uncle Shan a face, take a look!"

As he spoke, he opened the invitation and looked at it, and a sneer suddenly froze on his face!

Immediately, there was a deep horror in his eyes!

"This ...... This...... Impossible, impossible......" Ram Tianqi couldn't believe what he saw.

But that handwriting is indeed his own!

Even, he deliberately drew a short horizontal on the side to distinguish the serious from the fake......

The more he looked, the more his heart trembled.

"How is that possible...... This must be fake, it's fake......" Ram Tianqi said in despair.

Seeing this scene, Bai Jieyu's eyes widened and she was shocked.

Qiu Feng once again brought her an incomparable sense of mystery!

When she thought that she was getting to know Qiu Feng, there was always a surprise, or a fright, waiting for her.

Born in the Land of Exile, it is understandable that he is highly skilled.

But where did he learn his amazing driving skills?

Why did he copy a piece of calligraphy in the Champion Building, and let those masters fold it and hand it in?

How did he manage to face fifteen guns, be seriously wounded, and still move freely?

and his cooking skills, which are also at the peak, Bai Jieyu is even worried that she will not be able to eat the taste made by her mother-in-law.

And now, he suddenly took out an invitation written by Ram Tianqi himself......

She didn't doubt the authenticity of the invitation, but she didn't find out, when did this invitation get to Qiu Feng?

Qiu Feng smiled faintly: "Don't look at it, it's true." ”

Uncle Shan looked at Ram Tianqi's sluggish appearance, and his old face showed a smile: "Wu Gongzi, please come inside, please come inside." ”

Qiu Feng raised his eyebrows: "My surname is Wu, I just asked the Wu family for an invitation." ”

Yes, this invitation card was that day when Wu Yong invited him to Baihua Palace, and when he mentioned Ram Shou, he learned that Wu Yuan was not available, and threw the invitation to Wu Yong, and Qiu Feng was going to come over. In order to prevent this out.

And Wu Yong didn't say a word, and gave it to him directly.

On the invitation, the words "Wu Yuanxi" are clear.

Although Bai Jieyu knew that Qiu Feng had gone to the Hundred Flowers Palace, she couldn't find out what happened inside.

Uncle Shan twitched his cheeks.

Don't have the surname Wu? If you ask the Wu family for an invitation, the Wu family will give it to you? This young man has such a big face?

"This son, eldest lady, please come in quickly, the banquet is about to start......" Uncle Shan glanced at Bai Jieyu for help.

Although he was dissatisfied with Ram Tianqi's troubles, after Qiu Feng slapped him in the face, Bai Jieyu had already let out a bad breath, and Uncle Shan still had some affection for her, so he immediately pulled Qiu Feng's clothes: "Go in." ”

Qiu Feng said with a smile: "You also know my temper, if I put it aside and don't get it back, I will be sorry for the masses of the people." But since you spoke, I'll let him go once. ”

The implication is that letting go of Ram Tianqi is for Bai Jieyu's sake, so that even if she owes Qiu Feng a small favor, if Qiu Feng asks for anything next time, Bai Jieyu will not be able to refuse.

When Bai Jieyu heard this, she hesitated for a moment, but Qiu Feng had already pulled her into the Guanlan Mansion.

Ram Tianqi's hands trembled, remembering that Qiu Feng had just said, "If you ask him, you may not necessarily go in", his face turned red, staring at the backs of the two leaving, his eyes seemed to be eating people.

"Young Master, the overall situation is important. Uncle Shan persuaded.

If this young man can really represent the Wu family, then with just one sentence, he can make Ram Shou's efforts fall short today.

The upper circle, not so easy to enter.

The Green Dragon Gang, which doesn't have a dragon king, is too bad after all!

Ram Tianqi's face changed pale for a while, and then he slowly let go of the hand holding the invitation.

Anyway, today he is one of the protagonists of the banquet, as long as it is held successfully today, the Ram family can be among the third-rate families. Uncle Shan is right, no matter how angry you are, you can't spoil a big thing.

Qiu Feng felt the gaze behind him move away, and pursed his lips disdainfully.

What's the big picture?

In his dictionary, there is no so-called big picture, the so-called compromise, that is the choice of the weak.

If you're not happy, just do it!

He and Bai Jieyu walked up to the banquet hall on the second floor of Guanlan Mansion, Qiu Feng's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he quickly glanced around.

There are not too many people, about thirty or so.

It can be seen that the central focus of the banquet is Xiao Yifan and Han Dongming, and the others are gathered around them.

Ram Shou is an old man with a sixtieth birthday, but he is very easy to recognize, and he bows down and laughs with him.

As long as it is a complete success today, then Ram Shou will be able to squeeze into the circle of these people and be counted as a member of the Xiao and Han factions.

Bai Jieyu whispered in his ear: "The people closest to Xiao Yifan and Han Dongming are all the heads of several third-rate families in Yangcheng. The one who followed Ram Shou was another spokesperson of the Qinglong Gang, Sun Laosi. ”

Yangcheng has dozens of well-known families with assets of more than ten figures, divided into first, second and third rates.

First-class is the four families.

The second-rate ones are Wu, Xiao, Han and several others, with family assets of more than 5 billion.

The number of third-rate families is more, and outside the third-rate, they just don't enter the stream.

These are the assets of the family, just like "Uncle Ali" has a lot of market value, but Boss Ma has almost one-tenth of his net worth.

Once 10,000 households were rare, now billionaires are just the threshold.

"The one standing alone outside the circle is Uncle Gen, who has always been on my side. ”

"Those people on the periphery are all Ram Shou's right-hand men. ”

Qiu Feng squinted and looked.

Sun Laosi and Ram Shou are about the same age, in terms of seniority, the Dragon King was the boss, Ram Shou was the second, and Sun Lao Si was the fourth. Uncle Gen, named Chugen, looked to be in his early fifties, ranking sixth.

The third and fifth children are the two who betrayed the Blue Dragon Gang and established the Black Tiger Gang on their own. But now he has retired and is under the full control of the Tiger King.

Thinking about it, Ram Shou looked up at the door, and suddenly saw Bai Jieyu.

Carefully looking at Bai Jieyu, who he hadn't seen for a few years, a smile bloomed on his face, and the wrinkles were as ugly as chrysanthemums.

"Lady is here!