And at the same time.

The crowd in the banquet hall suddenly began to boil.

I saw an old man in a white robe slowly walking from the gate.

He is vigorous and full of strength.

He has a deep breath, like a real dragon.

The Huang family's housekeeper, Huang Yun, was present.

"Senior Huang is here."

"Xiaosheng, Zhou Jian of the Zhou family, meet Senior Huang!"

"Wang Lang of the Wang family, I have seen Huang seniors."

With the appearance of Huang Yun, all the guests in the banquet hall stepped forward respectfully and rushed to salute!

This, but the existence of the Huang family under one person and above ten thousand people.

The Huang family is Huang Yun, and the power is monstrous.

Although he is nearly 100 years old, his strength is monstrous and he is in charge of Jiangnan.

This is a real hero.

Huang Yun's eyes were calm and deep, his pale eyes looked around, and then step by step, he walked onto the stage in front of the banquet hall.

"Everyone, today, my second son, the last send-off banquet, thank you for your presence."

"Today, old man, I only want to represent the old man Huang Baiming, and thank you for coming here to see him off." Huang Yun's voice was hoarse and solemn, and he said slowly.

Today, the head of the family, Huang Baiming, did not attend the banquet in person.

Everything is presided over by Huang Yun.

Hear Steward Huang's words. All the guests present were stunned and confused?

This, the head of the Huang family at the tofu banquet of the second son, but did not attend?

What's going on?

There is a lot of speculation, but the reason for this is unknown.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, sorrow with the sky. With the send-off of all the guests present, the second son will definitely go all the way under the Yellow Spring. Huang Yun's eyes were deep, and his voice was silent.

Today, after all, is a farewell feast for the dead. His heart mourned, and his words were solemn.

After the opening remarks, Huang Yun stepped off the stage. Start taking your seats.

On the stage, it was handed over to a group of masters invited from Wutai Mountain, and began to play the erhu song to bid farewell to the deceased for the last time.

Accompanied by the leisurely and melancholy erhu music, this tofu feast finally opened.

The waiters began to serve plates of extravagant and sumptuous dishes.

In the corner of the banquet hall, at the dining table.

Xu Feng was dressed in a clean white shirt, he picked up the chopsticks, unceremoniously, and began to eat with chopsticks.

In the face of this, a table full of top-notch sumptuous dishes, he does not intend to waste it.

A glass of wine, a table of dishes.

He ate with pleasure.

Zhou Ruomin on the side obviously didn't have much appetite.

Gently dragging his cheeks, he looked at the young man beside him with a stunned expression.

This young man has a good appetite, huh?

Looking at Xu Feng's elegant temperament, but eating with relish, Zhou Ruomin was depressed.

"You can really eat." Zhou Ruomin's red lips were depressed, and she had no appetite for food at all.

"Why don't you eat it? There is no sin in food. If you don't eat it, you won't waste it. Xu Feng leisurely handed an abalone into his mouth and muttered.

Well? Like, yes.

Zhou Ruomin's beautiful eyes turned, and she simply picked up the chopsticks and began to move the chopsticks.

Anyway, it's already here. No matter how bad it is, the food is also innocent, only to eat enough.

"You, are you really the enemy of the Huang family?" Zhou Ruomin asked with some disbelief while eating green vegetables.

The enemy of the Huang family, still dare to come to the tofu banquet to eat? That's obviously unlikely.

Moreover, looking at the way the guy eats with relish, it doesn't look like he has a grudge against the Huang family.

"Absolutely." Xu Feng raised his glass and took a sip of red wine.

"So, what kind of hatred is it?" As the host, Zhou Ruomin's inquiring nature was stimulated, and he asked curiously.

"The revenge of the murderer." He replied calmly.

"Huh? The revenge of killing the son? Zhou Ruomin's pretty face suddenly froze.

"Your child was killed by the Huang family??" Zhou Ruomin's beautiful eyes were shocked, and she didn't dare to say any more.

She couldn't believe it, and there was anger in her eyes.

The Huang family has done a lot of evil.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even let go of such a young father's child in front of him?!

"No, I killed the son of the Huang family." Xu Feng reminded softly.

Zhou Ruomin: ???

Killed the son of the Huang family??

The Huang family, isn't there only two sons of orthodox blood in total?

Huang Yang was buried a month ago.

And the second son, Huang Fei, is holding a tofu banquet.

Don't??!

A shocked thought flashed through Zhou Ruomin's mind!

Her beautiful eyes looked at the elegant man beside her in astonishment.

Soon, however, she dismissed the idea again.

"This kind of joke can't be messed around." Zhou Ruomin's face was a little strange, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal him not to continue.

Obviously, she didn't believe this man's words.

Killed the children of the Huang family? It's just a joke.

In this city, the people who killed the Huang family, can he still sit here safe and sound at the moment and enjoy the dinner?

However, this man is really bold enough to even make such a joke.

Zhou Ruomin dissuaded him again and again, signaling him to stop joking.

This is the Huang family's tofu feast, joking and talking indiscriminately, it is really fatal.

Seeing this woman with such a panicked look, Xu Feng couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Why are you here for this feast?" He asked meaningfully with a sip of red wine.

"Huh? I? Zhou Ruomin's pretty face suddenly became a little depressed.

"I am the host of Luhai TV, and this time the Huang family's funeral was named for me to host."

"This tofu banquet is the same, I was not forced by the leaders above, I have to come to attend." Zhou Ruomin seemed to be very helpless.

If it weren't for the insistent request from above, she wouldn't want to attend the Huang family's tofu banquet at all.

"Oh, host, nice career." Xu Feng said with a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad fart, I'm forced to participate in this and that hosting meeting every time. Three days later, the funeral of the second son of the Huang family had to be presided over again. Zhou Ruomin sighed, her beautiful eyes full of helplessness.

Although she is a well-known local host, she can't deal with the big clan forces.

When they asked her to attend, she had to attend. Don't dare to disobey.

The so-called well-known artists are just small chess pieces called by those big families.

"Oh? Don't want to attend? Xu Feng shook the goblet lightly and said indifferently, "That's easy to do." After three days, you don't have to preside, I said. ”

"Huh?" Zhou Ruomin was stunned, and looked at him with beautiful eyes.

Then, she smiled helplessly.

How could Zhou Ruomin believe this young man's words. At best, I can comfort myself.

The dinner, which lasted almost an hour.

After the meal is almost over, it is time for the Taoist priests to chant the scriptures and practice them.

The body of the second son of the Huang family was not carried to the scene.

There is only a black-and-white posthumous photograph hanging directly above the banquet hall. Accept the incense of countless guests present and bow down.

And taking advantage of this approach, guests from all walks of life finally showed their skills. At the beginning, we will present precious gifts one after another.

The so-called tofu send-off banquet is actually just a superficial form.

The real purpose of this banquet is to gather treasures.

However, the guests present, in order to show their loyalty and make friends with the Huang family, showed their magic one after another.

All kinds of treasures and valuables have been sent one after another.

"Da Zhou Engineering Group, Zhou Jiangongzi, present a glass jade jade cup, hope that the deceased rest in peace, and the living will be glorious."

Du Kun, chairman of Du Shi Co., Ltd., presented a box of gold bricks. Seeing off Huang Gongzi, looking at the future of the Huang family, the road is full of gold and silver. ”

On the stage of the banquet hall, the servants of the Huang family held the microphone and held a list of gifts in their hands, singing the list one by one.

As he continued to sing the list, the guests in the audience presented gifts one after another.

Gold, jewelry, jadeite ancient Tang

A series of priceless treasures filled the stage of almost the entire banquet hall.

This is simply a naked scene of bribing dinners.

Everyone wants to cling to this courtyard of the Huang family.

Even if the two sons of the Huang family have passed away, so what?

The head of the Huang family, Huang Baiming is still alive.

That's a living hero.

Carrying the pure blood of Huang Tiansheng.

The Huang family has been around for a hundred years, how can it be underestimated?!

As a result, guests from all walks of life continued to give generous gifts.

"Host, what kind of gift did you prepare?" Xu Feng sat at the corner table, took a sip of red wine, and asked meaningfully.

"I have a name, my name is Zhou Ruomin."

Zhou Ruomin pursed her lips a little depressedly and said, "I didn't prepare anything, I don't give gifts." ”

This time I was forced to come to the dinner party.

Huang Ergongzi has done a lot of evil, and he still wants to give him a gift?

Forgive her for not being able to.

"Oh, that's good." Xu Feng nodded lightly.

"Eh, what do you have in store?" Zhou Ruomin looked at Xu Feng curiously and asked.

"Me?" The corners of Xu Feng's mouth raised a touch of arc, his fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop, and said slowly, "I have prepared a big gift for the Huang family." ”

Gift? Zhou Ruomin's beautiful eyes were puzzled and looked at him.

Xu Feng leisurely took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the drivers outside the door: Come in.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Arc de Triomphe Hotel.

Three large trucks waiting in the rain slowly started after receiving the order.

In the drizzle, three trucks slowly drove into the gate of the Arc de Triomphe Hotel.

Several waiters at the door stepped forward to intercept and ask, but the truck driver replied: It was three boxes of gifts for the Huang family.

This answer made the hotel waiters dare not stop it anymore and hurriedly let them go.

Come to think of it, this is a super expensive gift from three trucks sent by a certain nobleman, right?

Three large trucks, so unscrupulous, drove into the hotel and slowly drove along the hotel corridor in the direction of the banquet hall.

Hotel, inside the banquet hall.

A group of guests are scrambling to come forward and give big gifts.

The housekeeper was on the stage, constantly singing. Report the name of the giver and the gift to the audience.

However, at this moment, outside the door of the banquet hall, there was a sudden roar of truck engines.

Immediately afterward, the door was slammed open.

Three large trucks full of loads slowly drove into the banquet hall.

In an instant, everyone in the entire banquet hall turned their heads in surprise and looked at the three big trucks in astonishment.

What's going on?

On the stage of the banquet hall, several servants of the Huang family were also suspicious, looking at the three trucks, a little confused.

Which guest is this, didn't he send such a valuable and huge gift?

Actually, it takes a big truck to carry three whole trucks?

In the banquet hall, all the guests were speculating.

The guests have mixed feelings.

They would have given them a box of gold.

And at this moment, three whole trucks suddenly appeared, how valuable are the gifts in them?

In an instant, they robbed them of the limelight of their previous gifts.