"That's a piece of Chen Jin's heart, don't you confiscate it?"

This question made Chen Zhenxi almost vomit blood, he was the middleman Gu Ze'an who took the initiative to let his grandson contact, but he didn't get a dime, and his narrow heart couldn't accept this result at all.

Knowing that it was useless to oppose himself, he turned his head to look at Chen Zhennan, "Second brother, you must not let that little cub recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors." ”

But Chen Zhennan said, "So many years have passed, forget it!" ”

Chen Zhenxi was stunned, but he didn't expect him to agree, and almost roared, "Have you forgotten how your leg was broken?" ”

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhennan's face sank and he scolded, "Don't make trouble, what kind of system is the ancestor worship ceremony, just let him become a side disciple, don't worry!" ”

Seeing that he was not on the same front as himself, Chen Zhenxi looked at his son not far away, but Chen Zhendong on the altar let out a low shout.

"If anyone is disturbing the ancestor worship ceremony, the family law will serve. I declare that the ancestor worship ceremony will now begin ......"

The next moment, firecrackers rang out, gongs and drums were noisy, and the lion dance team also began to perform, even if Chen Zhenxi said anything was useless.

Chen Jin followed everyone to kneel down to the sky and kneel down to the ancestors, and waited in line to enter the ancestral hall and kowtow to incense.

Chen Zhenxi twitched angrily, almost fell ill, looked at him with hateful eyes, and called his son Chen Mingxue to come close and mutter.

But what he didn't expect was that Chen Jin kowtowed to the ancestral statue and the dense tablet and left, his name had been included in the family tree, and the task was completed, so he didn't bother to greet the so-called elders at all.

But I didn't know that after the ancestor worship ceremony, this group of old immortals sat together again, and some uncles and uncles participated, thinking about getting greater benefits from him.

Chen Jin returned to the Tianlan Hotel in Huacheng and spent Chinese New Year's Eve with Hu Youran, handing out red envelopes in one group after another, which was regarded as a New Year.

I made an appointment with Liu Ruyan on the third day of junior high school, and the first and second days of junior high school were family gatherings, and it was inconvenient to go.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Jin woke up early and gave New Year's greetings to his close people one by one, and received a large number of New Year's greeting messages on his mobile phone.

There were more than a dozen Chen family members here, all of whom were brothers and sisters in the clan, and even a few juniors who were about the same age as themselves. Chen Jin can see that although the Chen family has a large population, it is not as beautiful as it seems.

Assets are in the hands of the older generation, and if these young people have no ability and can only rely on pocket money, most of them are not as good as those who are slightly better rich second generation.

Since he came, he was not stingy, no matter how old he was, he had a big red envelope per person.

Someone took out the money in the red envelope and looked at it but was dissatisfied, "Cut, only give 10,000!" ”

Ha!

Chen Jin smiled angrily, he was the same generation as most of them, and he didn't need them to kowtow to him for the New Year, 10,000 was too little.

I didn't bother to pay attention to it, it seemed that I couldn't live here, and whispered lightly, "You guys play in the hotel, the consumption is mine, I still have something to go first." ”

Most people cheered, just to eat and play, but a guy in his thirties said.

"Ah Jin, your hotel is good, I don't have anything to do recently, just leave it to me."

Chen Jin immediately felt a little displeased with people, and he had a big breath, and he had to manage the hotel when he came up.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he asked indifferently, "Do you have any management experience?" ”

The other party waved his hand, "What kind of management experience do you need, you can just give me a few million salaries a year, we are all a family, you still can't trust me." ”

I believe you're a ghost!

Chen Jin can see that these people are all here to take advantage of the autumn wind, and I am afraid that if he agrees to this guy, others will also make their own requests. Hot Books