The dinner was then held in a very pleasant atmosphere, and He Xiangdong also confessed to them why the hotel manager was so polite to him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, the owner of this hotel is Zhang Qingfeng, Zhang Kuoru called Zhang Qingfeng before coming to Shanghai, Zhang Qingfeng also told Manager Wang here about this, and also talked to He Xiangdong on the phone.

In fact, Zhang Qingfeng is still very good to He Xiangdong, he treats He Xiangdong as his younger brother, he also knows that he has to be busy with work and has no time to accompany the old man, the old man is old and pitiful, and now he finally has a He Xiangdong to accompany and take care of the old man, not to mention how happy he is.

He also knew that the old man of his family treated He Xiangdong as his own son, so he loved the house and Wu, and he regarded He Xiangdong as his own brother.

It's just that He Xiangdong always feels that the current Zhang Qingfeng is a little too successful, and he doesn't want to touch his light too much, this is the first time he has eaten in Zhang Qingfeng's hotel, which has never been done before.

However, he didn't talk about Zhang Qingfeng with these people, so he said that he had a little relationship with the owner of this hotel, and this meal didn't cost money.

The Zhang family was relieved, and they could finally eat with confidence, they were still cautious in front, thinking that this meal would cost a year's salary, where would they eat, and now they can finally put aside the burden in their hearts, and they don't eat for free.

Fang Wenqi also knew that this store was actually Zhang Qingfeng's, he vaguely knew that Zhang Qingfeng was now out of business when he was on the phone with He Xiangdong before, it seemed that the business was doing quite well, and he didn't know much about the others, and he didn't expect that the new five-star hotel in Shanghai was actually funded by Zhang Qingfeng.

He couldn't help but sigh a little, the young man back then was able to save such a big family business now, alas, it was a dragon or a tiger, who could have predicted.

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It has been closed in recent years, Zhang Shubai is also on vacation, He Xiangdong has also been helping the Zhang family to prepare for the Spring Festival during this time, of course, the money has not been spent, and He Xiangdong, who has been picking and shrinking, is finally generous.

This year, the Zhang family's New Year plan is to celebrate the New Year together on Chinese New Year's Eve, and then after twelve o'clock, they will go back to their respective homes to sleep.

Because there are more guests this year, there are not so many people in one house. In previous years, Fang Wenqi spent the New Year with their family alone, and one house was enough.

There are two more this year, and I can't live anymore. So on Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together at Zhang Yushu's house, and then watched the Spring Festival Gala to keep the New Year, and after twelve o'clock, Zhang Shubai's family drove back to his own home.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone crowded together to paste the Spring Festival and prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, which was also extremely lively. He Xiangdong also called Zhang Kuoru and learned that he had returned to the villa and Zhang Qingfeng had also gone home.

After the New Year, He Xiangdong hung up the phone and chatted with Wang Miwei, during this time, his master also crossed Wang Miwei several times, but Wang Miwei was fooled, and he didn't tell his own origin, which made He Xiangdong breathe a sigh of relief.

"Old man, who did you spend the Spring Festival with before?" He Xiangdong asked Wang Miwei with a smile.

Wang Miwei was holding a large glass teacup in his hand, with incense slices in it, he rolled his eyes at He Xiangdong, and said unceremoniously: "It's your business." ”

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, He Xiangdong's courage has also fattened a lot: "Should you live alone, that is miserable enough." ”

Wang Miwei's face darkened: "Do you still want to learn stand-up comedy?"

He Xiangdong is also starting to die now: "I don't want to learn, you have to teach it." ”

"Ahh Wang Miwei clutched her chest and almost turned her back without giving up.

He Xiangdong held back a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, since he grew up, he has rarely been so angry, and now that he is back to his master, the naughty mischievous nature in his bones has revived.

Wang Miwei was almost mad: "Even if I let us die, I won't pass you on." ”

He Xiangdong was taken aback: "Ouch, you're so crazy." ”

Fang Wenqi didn't know where it came from, so he opened his mouth and asked, "What kind of desperate family." ”

He Xiangdong was about to break out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, let's have fun." ”

Wang Miwei's face darkened: "What are you teasing, our one-piece inheritance is going to be extinct." ”

Hearing this, Fang Wenqi's eyes suddenly lit up, he has been running around the rivers and lakes for decades to save and sort out traditional cross talk, and now when he heard that there was a stand-up comedy that was about to go extinct, he instantly became energetic: "Mr. Wang, are you good at stand-up?"

He Xiangdong almost didn't give himself two big mouths, why did he want to provoke Wang Miwei if he had nothing to do, he still recruited the master so that he couldn't die, it's over, this time everything is over.

He Xiangdong's face turned white.

Wang Miwei looked at He Xiangdong's dead look, and her heart was very happy, it was really cool, this bastard boy also has today: "Yes, I have always made a living by talking stand-up comedy." ”

He Xiangdong broke out in a cold sweat, and his eyes begged Wang Miwei.

Wang Miwei didn't want to pay attention to him at all, she begged for a fart, wasn't it quite arrogant in front, and besides, it would be so miserable to worship herself as a teacher?

Fang Wenqi frowned and was thinking carefully, and his mouth was still chattering: "Talking about stand-up for a living, this is not common in the cross talk world, those who talk about cross talk are talking about the right mouth, and they make a living in stand-up?"

He Xiangdong was about to cry, it was over, and with his master's experience, it was very likely that he would guess it.

It also happened that at this time, Zhang Yushu shouted: "The dumplings are cooked, let's come over and eat some dumplings first, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner will be good for a while." ”

He Xiangdong was like a mud bodhisattva when he crossed the river, and finally hugged a life-saving straw, and he hurriedly pushed the master to the kitchen: "Let's go, let's go, Master, the dumplings are cooked, let's hurry up and eat the dumplings first." ”

Fang Wenqi's train of thought was suddenly disrupted by He Xiangdong: "Eat now? It's so early, I'm not hungry yet." ”

He Xiangdong said: "Let's eat first, there will be a long time for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, otherwise there will be nothing to eat when you are hungry." ”

Fang Wenqi didn't think much about it, so he said, "Okay, okay, then let's eat some first, you go and ask Mr. Wang to come over and eat together." ”

"Good. He Xiangdong hurriedly answered twice, then turned his head and shouted, "Mr. Wang, come over to eat dumplings." ”

Wang Miwei looked at He Xiangdong who was pushing Fang Wenqi away, his eyes were gloomy, and a cold snort came out of his nose.

Silently stopped and looked for a while, then turned his head to look out the window, it was already Chinese New Year's Eve, and there was no one on the street.

Wang Miwei didn't know what she thought of, a smile appeared on her face, and she quickly chased after her. (To be continued.) )