"Xiaowei, that guy is not here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" turned his head to search, Su Cheng didn't find Zhang Duanwei's figure, thinking about it, that guy should be busy with other things, and he didn't care.

With the advent of 12 o'clock at noon, the main seat slowly came to the protagonist of today's banquet, the old lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Qinian.

Glancing at all the guests present, Zhang Qinian smiled, he was very satisfied that so many people could come to congratulate him on his birthday.

"Master, when the time comes, you can say a few words. On the side, Xia Dong whispered to him.

Hearing this, Zhang Qinian nodded slightly and cleared his throat.

"Thank you for coming to Zhang's birthday banquet, I am grateful, there is a place where the hospitality is not good, I hope you Haihan. ”

"This birthday banquet is actually a communication platform built by Zhang for everyone, and at the banquet, everyone can chat while eating. ”

"When you meet the right one, make a friend, if it's not suitable, laugh it off. ”

"Okay, nag a few words, let everyone laugh, don't talk nonsense, serve!"

After speaking, Zhang Qinian slowly sat down on a chair dedicated to him, and the maid began to serve the food, and next to him, a person immediately offered a birthday gift.

After opening, it is a string of delicate Buddha beads, made of Hetian jade, which should be worth about 100,000 yuan.

One person took the lead, and the guests who came here also went to present their gifts one after another.

Some gave jewelry, some calligraphy and paintings, some jade, and some supplements...... Anyway, the guests who came to celebrate their birthday had all kinds of thoughts, some were willing to send and flatter, and some were willing to go through the motions and were unwilling to spend a lot of money.

On Su Cheng's side, when he saw that many people were going to give gifts, he chuckled in his heart.

He was in a hurry, and Zhang Duanwei had told him not to give gifts before, so he didn't pay attention to the birthday gift at all.

"It seems that everyone is giving gifts, but I don't, it's a little embarrassing......"

Looking in the inventory of the system, Su Cheng found that there was nothing suitable for birthday gifts, which was a bit painful.

"Whatever, Xiaowei asked me not to send it, I don't blame it. Su Cheng muttered in his heart, sat on the stool in a dignified manner, and tilted his head to one side.

Main seat position.

Zhang Sitao, the son of Uncle Zhang Duan, came to Zhang Qinian's side with a rectangular wooden box.

"Grandpa, this is a ginseng plant I specially bought for you, see if you like it or not. ”

Zhang Qinian took the wooden box from Zhang Sitao's hand, opened it and lifted a yellow silk cloth, and saw a small ginseng dried in the box, and immediately smiled.

"Tsk, the Zhang family has a heart. ”

"This ginseng is hundreds of years old, I'm afraid it will be more than two million, right?"

"Hey, there is still a young master in the Zhang family, why haven't you seen it?"

As the guests discussed, the gift-giving also came to an end.

Su Cheng's side is still sitting like a mountain, motionless.

Originally, no one cared whether he gave a gift or not, but someone's mouth was just flat.

"Yo, Mr. Su. A voice that didn't hurt or itch shook up on Su Cheng's side.

He turned his head to look and found a little old man of about fifty years old who he didn't know at all.

"Who is this?" Su Cheng muttered in his heart, where did this guy come from, do they know each other?

Glimpsing Su Cheng's empty hands, the little old man who had been paying attention to him since he entered the door said, "Mr. Su, where is your birthday gift?"

Which pot is not opened, which pot is not opened, Su Cheng heard this, his face shook, and he couldn't wait to slap this guy immediately.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little old man continued: "I'm afraid that you didn't bring it, and you want to come up to eat white food at Old Man Zhang's banquet, right?"

Hearing this, Su Cheng's face turned cold.

The little old man, on the other hand, also sneered in his heart.

Su Cheng didn't know him, but he knew Su Cheng.

The little old man's name is Liao Deguang, who was the uncle of Liao Yuanjie of Yongji Textile Factory.

Liao Yuanjie himself, because he framed Chaowei Technology Company and disrupted the market, was not only disabled by Su Cheng, but also smashed the factory, and finally let Yao Lijuan sue the court.

Speaking of which, Liao Yuanjie's life is almost ruined.

Liao Deguang, as his own uncle, has always loved Liao Yuanjie, came back from abroad a week ago, and after learning about his nephew, he was furious, and finally knew that Su Cheng was the ghost, so he held a grudge against him.

Today, at Zhang Qinian's birthday banquet, I stumbled upon Su Cheng, compared the photos, and immediately determined that it was him.

I saw him sitting motionless from the beginning to the end of the gift-giving, without the idea of leaving, and without the intention of giving the gift.

When he boarded, Liao Deguang's heart moved, ready to make him ugly.

On the main seat, Zhang Qinian cast his eyes and did not speak.

Next to him, Zhang Sitao's father, Daniel Zhang, frowned and asked, "Xiaotao, is this the person you invited?"

Although there is no explicit provision on the birthday banquet to give gifts, however, banquet gifts have always been the tradition of the Chinese nation, and if you come to celebrate your birthday without giving gifts, you will always be looked down upon.

"Dad, it's not me, I don't know this person, it should be Xiaowei's friend, right?" Zhang Sitao hooked the corners of his lips and said.

On the side, Zhang Duanwei's father heard this, his face became a little unnatural, and he secretly scolded Zhang Duanwei in his heart for being a bastard and ignorant, and he hadn't appeared until now, and at the same time held a grudge against Su Cheng.

"Mr. Su, you don't really have no gifts, do you?" asked Liao Deguang.

Su Cheng squinted, just about to speak.

"Hehe, the person who comes is a guest, it doesn't matter if there is a gift or not, come to Zhang's birthday banquet, as long as the heart arrives, it will be done. On the main seat, Zhang Qinian smiled and played a round.

Su Cheng touched his nose, and suddenly felt a little uneasy, thinking, "When I go back later, I will definitely make up for a birthday gift." ”

Since Old Man Zhang said that it was okay, Liao Deguang couldn't continue to persecute, so he had to look at Su Cheng coldly, showing disdain.

Time passed, and after ten minutes, the meal began.

Su Cheng took two mouthfuls and put down his chopsticks.

At this time, Liao Deguang, who was not far away, came over with a glass of white wine and said, "Mr. Su, enjoy your face and have a drink?"

Su Cheng turned his head, glanced at him, and didn't speak, this guy is not ordinarily thick-skinned.

In the next second, Su Cheng's expression suddenly became a little exciting.

This man...... Doing death.

"Ouch, Mr. Su, why are you like this, if you don't drink a toast from me, why do you splash me instead?"

In Su Chengqing's clear gaze, he saw a hint of mockery flashing on Liao Deguang's face, and then the wine glass was poured on himself, and the liquor wet his shirt, and at the same time he began to complain loudly.

Hearing Liao Deguang's slander, Su Cheng was not in a hurry, and watched him perform with great interest, wanting to see what the hell he was going to do.

In the hall, almost at the same time when Liao Deguang's voice came out, everyone's eyes were on where he and Su Cheng were.