Hongbai had a banquet afterwards according to the usual practice, but Huang Mingchuan died young, unless he really had a particularly good relationship or was really idle and had nowhere to go, they all declined the invitation of the Huang family. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, Huang Yiqing only arranged a few tables in the hotel.

The Huang family was waiting in the private room for Huang Yiqing and his wife, who were going out to entertain guests, and they were juniors for a while, and it was always bad for them to rashly start a banquet when the elders were not there.

The air conditioning in the private room was turned on very much, Huang Mingyue took off her coat and only wore a black-and-white striped high-neck cashmere sweater, which set off her figure with a bumpy figure, and her slender neck was tightly wrapped by a high neck, which was a little more elegant for no reason.

The people at this table, I'm afraid, after eating this meal, will never reunite again in this life.

Huang Mingyue frowned slightly, snorted lightly, picked up the cup, and took a sip of warm freshly squeezed juice. The juice is sweet and thick, greasy in the mouth and tongue, too sweet, and becomes a faint sour.

Long Xiaohu beside Huang Mingyue was eating very well, with a pile of pistachio shells in front of him, and he had the strength to not give up until he finished eating the plate of dried fruits in front of him.

Pan Jicheng smiled contemptuously and said, "Mr. Long, do you want another plate?" ”

Long Xiaohu was chewing in his mouth, and he didn't have time to answer, so he just waved his hand, he picked up the cup and drank a big sip of juice before he said, "No, no, I still have to keep my stomach for a big meal!" Before he could finish speaking, he choked on the sweet juice and coughed a few times.

"Drink some water!" Huang Mingyue quietly moved the undrunk water cup in her hand to Long Xiaohu.

"Water?" Long Xiaohu shook his head, "Don't drink, don't drink!" ”

Huang Mingyue smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

But Huang Anna really can't stand it, this Long Xiaohu is not bad, but his behavior is vulgar, eating at the same table with him is really unappetizing, and he is full before he starts eating. I saw him take off his suit, loosen his tie, and roll up the sleeves of his shirt high, accidentally revealing a small tattoo on his upper arm, full of street ruffians.

Huang Anna was a little depressed, looking at Huang Mingyue who was calm and relaxed on the side, she was really holding her breath in her heart. If it weren't for Huang Mingyue, why would she have to eat at the same table with a little ruffian? By the way, she glanced at Jin Wenlu, who was pulled over by her, and pressed the ** that she wanted to attack.

Jin Wenlu drank several sips of water in a row, not knowing whether it was because his heart was hot or because the heating in the private room was too much, he only felt a layer of hot sweat on his back. He didn't want to sit in this private room, but he couldn't let go of Huang Mingyue, or was pulled in by Huang Anna. However, in the eyes of those who care, it is tantamount to confirming the rumors of the marriage between Juncheng and the Huang family.

Whatever is rumored or not, let it go first.

Jin Wenlu watched Long Xiaohu eat boldly, and the faint vinegar in his heart disappeared. Godbrother? No matter which god brother it is, it is definitely impossible to be Huang Mingyue's dish. Huang Mingyue's meaning type is completely two extremes and Long Xiaohu. However, Jin Wenlu felt a little melancholy, I don't know if it was because what he couldn't get was the best, he saw Huang Mingyue and felt that she was quiet and charming, which was more attractive than the period when she was as pure as a clear spring in college.

"Mr. Long, do you want to have some wine?" Pan Jicheng asked with a smile, I don't know if this country bun belongs to a squirrel, I have never seen a big man eat dried fruits so happily.

"Wine?" Long Xiaohu threw the last two cashew nuts into his mouth.

Huang Anna was interested, exchanged tacit glances with Pan Jicheng, and said, "What kind of wine does Mr. Long want to drink?" It's all here. "If you don't get drunk, you will be embarrassed, and when the time comes, it will not only be your own face, but also Huang Mingyue's face.

Huang Mingyue knew the thoughts of these two cousins, her brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything. Long Xiaohu's youthful rebellious period was extended indefinitely, if he spoke out to stop it, maybe he would still do it, so it was better to let him go.

Long Xiaohu seemed to be very interested: "Really have all kinds of wine?" ”

Pan Jicheng hurriedly said: "Mr. Long sent Cousin Mingyue back all the way safely, he helped him so much, he can drink whatever he wants." ”

Long Xiaohu raised his eyebrows, smiled crookedly, and said, "Then I'm welcome." I've often heard of a red wine called Lafite. ”

"Lafite in '82?" Pan Jicheng smiled, afraid that he wouldn't order expensive ones, "There should be something here." He believes that the 82-year-old Lafite is no different from a bottle of ordinary red wine in the supermarket when it comes to Long Xiaohu's mouth.

"I heard it will cost tens of thousands!" Long Xiaohu was speechless, "Mr. Pan has drunk?" ”

"Drank it a few times." Pan Jicheng was a little arrogant.

"I've heard that profiteers often pretend to be Lafite with other red wines to cheat those who have too much money to spend – oh! I'm not saying that Mr. Pan is wronged! ”

Pan Jicheng didn't expect Long Xiaohu to come out, and his face was a little unsightly, this little country ruffian is still a little smart.

Huang Mingyue laughed secretly in her heart, Long Xiaohu has been like a loach since he was a child, and it is not easy to ask for some benefits from him.

Jin Wenlu couldn't hold back and laughed, but he didn't expect Pan Dashao, who was famous in the social circle of T City, to be deflated in front of Long Xiaohu. He suddenly became a little interested in this dragon little tiger.

Huang Anna couldn't help but help Pan Jicheng to solve the siege: "The fake Lafei can only deceive the layman, my cousin can be regarded as half a red wine expert, he will check it personally, and the fake can't be true." ”

"Forget it!" Long Xiaohu seemed to be trying to calculate, "Chinese can't drink foreign wine, I'm a rough person and won't be elegant, or come to a bottle of Moutai!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole house resounded with a slap in the face.

Who is the vassal? Huang Anna's pretty face sank, and she was about to have a seizure on the spot, but seeing that Jin Wenlu was not moving, she swallowed this evil breath alive.

"Moutai is Moutai!" Pan Jicheng beckoned to the waiter. Pan Jicheng believes that even Moutai can make the current smug little deflated three look like a big ocean!

"What do you need?" The waiter is respectful.

"Take two bottles ......"

Long Xiaohu interrupted Pan Jicheng's words vividly and asked, "How many stars is your hotel?" ”

The waiter had never seen such an unreasonable customer, and he couldn't help but stutter a little: "Four, four stars." ”

Long Xiaohu showed such an expression, picked up a bottle of freshly squeezed juice that had been empty in front of him, shook it in front of the waiter, and said, "Let's take another bottle of juice." ”

"Okay."

"Oh, put less additives, this freshly squeezed juice is sticky and sweet, and it's not as fresh as the one in our small hotel in town." Long Xiaohu winked at Pan Jicheng and threw the last cashew nut into his mouth.

Pan Jicheng twitched the corners of his mouth, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. (To be continued.) )