Weekends, a rare leisure time.

White shirt, gray pants, and a pair of dark blue sneakers.

When Chen Feng rushed to Mr. Hong's house wearing the above clothes, he was reprimanded by the latter: "Didn't I tell you to change your clothes, what kind of style do you wear to the banquet like this?" ”

"Teacher, listen to me." Chen Feng said righteously: "I was going to wear a formal suit, but when I thought about it, as a student, I should show the vigor of young people, and it is not good to pretend to be old." ”

"Then you're saying an old man like me is not energetic?" Hong Xie squinted his eyes and said.

"No, no, teacher, you are very energetic, and you are wearing formal clothes, and the whole person looks solemn, I am dressed like this, just green leaves and red flowers." Chen Feng hurriedly slipped his beard and patted the horse.

He would never let people know that he bought a few stall goods to wear on his body because he didn't have the money to buy formal clothes.

God knows, a set of the cheapest formal wear is actually priced at more than 10,000 yuan.

Although his remuneration is far more than this these days, but this money comes and goes faster, and now he may not have a thousand yuan in cash on his body, of course, theoretically he can temporarily embezzle the remaining 8,000 "I'm crazy about songs" activity funds, but he will definitely not do that.

Hong Xie was quite useful to Chen Feng's words, although he still muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, he did not continue to dwell on this issue.

The two took a ride to the banquet venue, Jiang Yuan.

It was a manor in the most prosperous area of Jiangcheng, and it was even rumored that the prosperous area of Jiangcheng was built around Jiangyuan.

Halfway through the car, Chen Feng already felt a little abnormal.

After crossing, his life is very different from the previous "Chen Feng", he made a group of fox friends at school, and from time to time he will go to the downtown area to make a fuss, at this time in the past, this road is definitely busy and lively.

But today, the roads are deserted, as if they have entered no man's land.

"Does it have something to do with this banquet?" Chen Feng's mind suddenly flashed this thought, as the car advanced, this thought became clearer and clearer, he could almost conclude that this matter was inseparable from the banquet held by Zhou Changming, with a little puzzlement, the car drove to the front of Jiang Yuan.

As soon as he got out of the car, Chen Feng couldn't help but gasp.

Without it, this prosperous area of Jiangcheng is actually in a quiet place at this moment, empty and lonely...... This is the charter of Chiguoguo, but it is not Jiangyuan, but this entire prosperous area.

It's terrible.

At this time, two young people just got out of the car, which was a luxury car worth at least more than two million, and the two walked to the gate of Jiangyuan, where there was a row of security guards responsible for receiving visitors and inspecting invitations.

Looking from afar, among those two people, one of them, Chen Feng, seems to have met on the Internet, and he is a very famous Internet writer.

But right now, this is not the time to think about it.

He was dragged by Hong Xie to the gate of Jiangyuan, Chen Feng knew that the expressionless Teacher Hong beside him was afraid that he was nervous to death, otherwise how could his hands be held by his big hands like iron tongs.

"I'm here for a banquet, and this is an invitation." Hong Xie said, his tone was stiff and stiff.

One of the security guards in the lead respectfully accepted the invitation, glanced at it, and returned it to Hong Xie, signaling that he could go in.

After entering the Jiang Garden, Hong Xie finally exhaled lightly and let go of the big hand that was tightly clenched, Chen Feng quickly pulled out his hand and held it distressedly.

What a disaster.

The two walked one after the other, and Chen Feng looked around curiously.

After walking a few steps, there were more people, and most of them gathered together in groups of three and two, forming their own circles.

They held wine glasses and told each other interesting things, and they talked elegantly and gracefully.

In this way, Chen Feng found himself embarrassed, he did not belong to any of these circles, and it seemed out of place with the atmosphere of the banquet.

But fortunately, he still has Hong Lao...... , where is Mr. Hong?

Hong Xie is standing behind an old man on crutches at the moment, his face is full of smiles, this smile is from the heart, the old man in front of him is none other than the previous principal of Shucha No. 1 Middle School, although he has been retired for several years, but the status of this hot-tempered principal in Jiangcheng is naturally beyond doubt.

For Hong Xie, although he only met this old leader when he was nearly 30 years old, his influence on his life is by no means inferior to that of any other person, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a "life mentor".

With his teacher in front, Chen Feng's disciple was naturally completely forgotten by him.

Chen Feng paused, but still gave up the idea of the past, he took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray, and wandered aimlessly.

Gradually, he found that wherever he went, he seemed to become the "focal point" and receive the attention of others.

Some people glanced at it lightly and ignored it, while others chuckled and cast curious glances......

Either way, it made him uncomfortable.

He quickly thought that it was probably because of his own clothes that the audience seemed to be so free and casual that he was wearing alone.

It's like it's going to spoil the atmosphere and smash the field.

Realizing this, Chen Feng's scalp tingled for a while, and he hurriedly avoided the crowded place and came to a secluded corner.

It stands to reason that at this time, he should find a place to provide food, and he didn't have any shame or rashness to hide his embarrassment, but he looked around the audience and didn't even find anything to eat with his nose.

Under the depression, the cow can only drink a few cups to relieve his worries.

"Ahem." He was choked and coughed.

"Tsk, it's really admirable to have such a demeanor when you take a sip of Vannes." When Chen Feng scolded in his heart for being unlucky and choking on a sip of cold wine, a voice sounded from behind him.

He subconsciously turned around and saw a young man leaning against a pillar and smiling softly at himself.

"It's really TM style." Chen Feng had to admit this, but he didn't take this man's words, and took a step on his own.

Seeing this, the man raised his eyebrows, took out a handkerchief from his arms, stretched out his hand, and said, "I don't mean to look down on you, your clothes are a little wet, wipe them." ”

When Chen Feng heard this, he really stopped, he took the handkerchief, wiped the wine off his body, and said with a smile: "I should say thank you to you, right?" ”

"Well, no." The man obviously kept up with Chen Feng's rhythm.

"Thank you," Chen Feng looked a little stubborn, and before the man could react, he said again: "Actually, when you said, "I don't mean to look down on you", it has already exposed the fact that I don't look down on me, of course, this is as it should be, even I look down on myself a little." ”

"No, I," the man instinctively wanted to refute, but Chen Feng stretched out his hand, put the wet handkerchief in front of him, and said in a playful tone: "So, this handkerchief, are you still there?" ”

......The man was silent, watching Chen Feng let go of his hand and let the handkerchief fall heavily on the floor, he felt depressed for a while.

Seeing that the man stopped talking, Chen Feng smiled and turned around to leave.

"Do you want to leave if you bully someone? You're really arrogant. A crunchy girl's voice came, a little annoyed.