Tang Zheng knew that Zhao Wuye deliberately did not introduce him, not to look down on him, but to test him.

This is also a silent warning to Tang Zheng:

If you want to enter the eyes of his Fifth Master Zhao, or further, if you want to become the son-in-law of his Zhao family, you must have the ability to take charge on this occasion!

But the point is, I don't want to be your son-in-law......

In this regard, Tang Zheng could only smile bitterly.

There will be no stalemate at a banquet like this.

It won't be like in YY's novel, someone rolls up his arms and sleeves, and the naked luoluo comes to you to provoke.

Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, today is the birthday of the master, you come to find fault, isn't it a disturbance?

Thinking of the transcendent status of this master, Tang Zheng expected that no one would dare to come to him for trouble.

So, he was so happy that no one cared about him, so he randomly found a corner seat.

Sitting down, Tang Zheng casually picked up a glass of red wine and drank it slowly.

Although the scale of this banquet is not large, all those who can come to participate are either rich or expensive.

Such rare network resources force everyone to keep talking, toasting, and trying their best to change glasses and glasses with everyone who can speak.

In this context, Tang Zheng, who is leisurely and at ease in the corner, is extremely eye-catching.

"Hey, that person is here with Miss Yao?"

"Fifth Master Zhao doesn't seem to have introduced him?"

"What the hell is he?"

Several men couldn't hold back their curiosity, but because of the method of "coming with Miss Yao", they were puzzled, and walked to him one by one with wine glasses:

"This brother looks a little faceless."

A man in a white casual suit asked with a smile.

Tang Zheng smiled brightly:

"I don't often attend this kind of banquet, you don't know me, it's normal."

"Oh? I don't know where you are, little brother? ”

A man about thirty years old asked.

Tang Zheng smiled:

"It's not a high degree, it's just a small business on your own."

"Oh? What kind of industry is it doing, and which street is the façade on? ”

Someone else asked.

Tang Zheng felt a little impatient, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, everyone is here to attend the banquet, so you don't need to check your account so much. Tell me in advance, I'm not a fugitive. ”

Tang Zheng's humorous speech immediately made everyone laugh.

At this time, in another place, a young man, to another man in extraordinary clothes, said:

"Brother Shang, it seems that you have a good match?"

The man surnamed Shang suddenly shook his head:

"Impossible! As far as I know, there are not many people who can enter Yao Diandian's eyes. ”

The man immediately pointed to Tang Zheng:

"Well, there's that guy. Shang Xingyun, why don't you go over and take a look? ”

Shang Xingyun's eyes moved, and he looked there.

I saw that the young man seemed to feel something, and then looked back here, his face was calm and calm.

Shang Xingyun's face suddenly sank.

The companion next to him laughed:

"What's the matter, Brother Fei Shang feels in crisis?"

Shang Xingyun ignored him anymore and walked towards Tang Zheng.

"Hello, can you get acquainted? Shang Xingyun! ”

Shang Xingyun came up and reported to his home:

"I am a family of traditional Chinese medicine, the one hundred and third generation."

Looking at Shang Xingyun's meaningful gaze, Tang Zheng pretended not to notice it, and smiled:

"Since it's a single biography, it has to be like our old birthday star, live well, and live a long life."

"Hehe, Tang Zheng is right."

There was a good-natured laugh from the crowd.

But in just a moment, Tang Zheng chatted with everyone, like a friend for many years.

He can sense other people's feelings, and he can always take into account everyone's thoughts and feelings when chatting.

Therefore, it is easy to mingle with everyone.

However, in Shang Xingyun's eyes, this seemed like a provocation to him.

"What's your name?"

Shang Xingyunjing asked Tang Zhengdao. He obviously heard everyone call Tang Zheng's name, but he forced Tang Zheng to say it himself.

The faint hostility in this is self-evident.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the atmosphere couldn't help but freeze.

The people around all looked at Shang Xingyun with displeasure.

A young man with a delicate complexion, with a cold look in his eyes, said:

"Shang Xingyun, it's not the first time you've participated in this kind of banquet, right? What should be done and what should not be done, you know in your heart. Don't sweep everyone's face, it won't look good then. ”

The others looked at Shang Xingyun's expression, and they were also a little gloomy.

Shang Xingyun's face suddenly froze:

It's only been a short period of time, and Tang Zheng has actually been recognized by them?

Seeing that there were so many people, they spoke for Tang Zheng.

Shang Xingyun's face was cloudy for a while.

Then, "Hahaha! ”

He laughed out loud and sat down:

"Tang Zheng, you are amazing, I have heard my friends mention you a long time ago, and now when I see it, it is indeed extraordinary."

After Shang Xingyun finished saying this, everyone immediately looked at Tang Zheng and waited for him to make a statement.

Noticing the cold glint flashing in Shang Xingyun's eyes, Tang Zheng pretended not to know.

He picked up a glass of wine casually, handed it to Shang Xingyun with a smile, and said:

"I'll just say, how dare anyone make trouble at this banquet today, it turns out that you are joking, which scared me."

Tang Zheng's kind gesture suddenly eased the stiff atmosphere.

Everyone giggled, and naturally chatted again.

In and out of the words, it can be heard that everyone appreciates and agrees with Tang Zheng more and more.

Being able to be silent and "have a good conversation" in the atmosphere just now is undoubtedly to save face.

If it really quarrels, it will not only be Tang Zheng and Shang Xingyun who will be embarrassed, but even with a group of young people, it will be embarrassing.

No, a few people couldn't afford this risk, so they chatted casually and walked away.

Only Tang Zheng, Shang Xingyun, and the handsome young man who spoke just now were always sitting here.

"Tang Zheng, Shang Xingyun, today is my grandfather's birthday, how about you give me a face and shake hands and make peace?"

Tang Zheng showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Unexpectedly, this delicate young man was actually the host of this banquet.

So isn't this person's identity a proper red second generation?

Originally, if he was old enough to make peace, Shang Xingyun would not lose face.

But hearing that he actually put Tang Zheng's name in front of him, Shang Xingyun suddenly felt awkward in his heart.

Seeing this, the beautiful man's eyes sank slightly:

"What, Xingyun, you're not feeling well?"

Shang Xingyun hurriedly smiled:

"No, how can it be uncomfortable? I am very happy to be friends with Tang Zheng. ”

Shang Xingyun's eyes were gloomy and he glanced at Tang Zheng.

The unreserved disdain made the handsome man frown suddenly.

Shang Xingyun sneered and took the initiative to stretch out his hand towards Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng didn't see it, picked up a glass of wine, and sipped it casually.

Suddenly, Shang Xingyun's outstretched hand hung there.