At lunchtime, Jia Youwei held the plate in his hand, and most of the food he selected was vegetarian, with a little meat, and he paid great attention to the combination of meat and vegetables.

He didn't choose either red wine or white wine to accompany his meal, but still a glass of water. You always need to keep a clear head at all times when you're out there.

Jia Youwei has eaten the most expensive dishes and drunk the most expensive wines...... I don't take all these things that are tall in the eyes of ordinary people at all.

On the contrary, Xie Yu's father's plate was full of meat. He specifically stared at the expensive ones, the ones he hadn't eaten, and the red wine that accompanied the meal was not used to drinking, so he stared at Moutai and Wuliangye.

I have the general psychology of the toiling masses eating buffets, and I have spent thousands of yuan, and I have to recover some costs. Otherwise, it's a big loss.

The two found a place to sit down, and before they had time to eat and drink, they saw Song Hao's parents each walking over with a glass of red wine on their right hands.

Although both fathers saw the food on Jia Youwei and Xie Yu's father's plate, they didn't say anything, and they had a rough class judgment in their hearts.

"Hello, you are Jia Qianqian's father! My son likes the set of "Three-Body Problem" books you gave him. He still holds it and shows it off in front of us husband and wife. ”

Song Hao's mother looked at Jia Youwei with the smile and confidence of the hostess. Even if he doesn't know the other party, it is not difficult to deduce from his temperament, the choice of food on the plate, and the clothes he wears that he should look like a literati as a writer, rather than a poor and hungry appearance.

"Cheap little gifts are not enough to worry about, just like it. Jia Youwei stood up, holding his glass of water in his right hand, and said with a three-point smile on his face.

"Listen to my son, are you a writer?" Song Hao's father, even if he didn't mean it, naturally revealed the style of a male protagonist and a successful businessman, and he had to express his politeness to cultural people from the bottom of his heart.

"I've only published a few short stories in Keihoku Literature. Jia Youwei maintained a gentle and humble attitude.

"Have you ever thought about doing business, doing investment or anything like that? If you need to, you might as well talk to me. I think the literary industry has a lot to offer. Song Hao's father can be said to be inseparable from the bank in three sentences, chatting and chatting, and talking about his own business.

"My dream is to be a writer. Other than that, I ...... I'm sorry...... "Jia Youwei's least favorite thing in his life is to do business, and he was born in a businessman family, or a big businessman family.

Not only that, but his family is also a family of capital, finance, landlords, and so on. The company is not limited to its own country, but also has a lot of assets in overseas countries.

"By the way, do you know that something particularly important has happened in the sea recently? There is a good chance that we will go to war with a certain country......

Xie Yu's father didn't want to be snubbed like this, so he showed the characteristics of the capital's brother Shenkan and couldn't help but brag, which interrupted Jia Youwei's unfinished words.

The Song family and his wife were not interested in this at all. They even make things out of nowhere, and the rumors in the market without wind and waves are class rejection.

You know this. If you all understand, do you still need to be so miserable now, busy with three meals all day long? and the only reasonable explanation is that you don't understand it at all.

As for Jia Youwei, it seems that he doesn't care about it, and it doesn't hurt to listen to it, he should listen to the story in order to better understand the living conditions of other people who are not of his own class.

"Not in his position, not in his politics. Things in the sea have their own masters in the planning, and we still roll up our sleeves, work hard, and live our own small life is serious. Song Hao's mother didn't want to listen to Xie Yu's father's endless talk, so she took the initiative to pull the topic back.

"You, you, you are the actress who acted in that TV series, what is your name!" Xie Yu's father suddenly pointed at Song Hao's mother with his right index finger excitedly, and blurted out a chim.

Song Hao's mother was not happy because she was recognized by others, but suddenly felt a disgust in her heart.

I was also speechless for the vulgar and unsightly man in front of me. She wanted to kick the other person out.

Although Song Hao's mother maintained a polite smile on her face, she already looked down on Xie Yu's father a lot in her heart.

After all, the first impression on himself is not good, and the pile of meat on his plate is like a hill, which is enough for her to look at.

Afterwards, she had to repeatedly warn her son not to make friends with the other party's children. Parents who are not in shape, that is, children who are not in shape.

"By the way, I almost forgot. Our mothers also talked about the novella "Border City" published in "Jingbei Literature" earlier.

This must be your masterpiece! It's so well written, so beautiful, really literary, aesthetic. You should really tell us a little bit about the hidden creative process behind it. ”

Song Hao's mother ignored Xie Yu's father, and only cared about treating the other party as a transparent object like air. She said what she wanted to say, and once again pulled the conversation to the personal side.

"Clumsy, falsely praised. Jia Youwei's face did not show the slightest hint of excitement and joy. There is no ripple in his heart, just like his expression.

"You're so humble. Mr. Jia, can you come with me and sit there? I'm sure mothers will be happy to meet you.

When I was in college, I was also a young woman. Even now, after graduating for so many years, with a husband, a family, and children, I have not forgotten the original intention of loving literature. ”

Song Hao's mother felt that she had suddenly returned to the infinite youth of her college days. Of course, she also deliberately said something to Xie Yu's father, you didn't go to college, don't get involved blindly. So, with full sincerity, he only invited Jia Youweidao.

Jia Youwei was not good at refuting the other party's face, even if he could clearly see that she was more or less disgusted with Xie Yu's father, he had to nod and agree.

He didn't follow the other party directly, but tried his best to take care of the face of the Geng Jie man next to him and said, "I'll go back when I go." You eat first. ”

After finishing speaking, he went with Song Hao's mother. And Song Hao's father didn't have any interest in Xie Yu's father. After he said the word "slow use" very politely, he left the other party and left.