God of Rebirth Investment

He is not qualified to sit here.

The half-hour news broadcast passed quickly, and Mr. Meng said at the right time: "Xiao Li, I've finished watching the news, how about eating?"

The sound of "Xiao Li" made Chang Dong almost bite off his tongue.

Although Mr. Meng is awesome, he still can't call him this title, right?

"Okay, after reading the news, I will feel at ease when I eat." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Mr. Meng laughed: "Come on, let me introduce you. This is Lu Songbo. You have met him before. This is Chang Dong."

Xiao Li?you?

Hearing Mr. Meng's weird combination of words, Chang Dong probably felt a little bit of remorse in his heart.

Before he had time to think about it, he stood up quickly, and when Lu Songbo stretched out his hands, he also showed what he thought was the gentlest smile.

"Okay, stop by for a meal, don't give me formalism." The middle-aged man said, patted Lu Songbo on the shoulder and said: "I know you, the emergency plan for military training last time was very beautiful."

"It's all in response to the spirit of the superior..."

"Okay, if you say this, you won't be able to eat this meal!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and nodded slightly at Chang Dong. Without stopping, he passed by and walked towards the dining table not far away.

Lu Songbo was stunned, not daring to show any emotion, and hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, Chang Dong thought deeply.

During the military training of Handong College of Business last time, a student had a sudden massive intracranial hemorrhage. Outsiders only saw him racing and even the best circle of friends, but many people ignored the emergency ability of Handong College of Business and Technology in seamlessly arranging surgeries. .

This seemingly insignificant detail is actually the key.

The praise of the middle-aged man is probably the key.

The eyes are burning!

Chang Dong sighed and followed.

Since it was Mr. Meng's family banquet, the family naturally couldn't miss it.

Fortunately, Mr. Meng's dining table is big enough, otherwise he might not be able to sit down.

However, even so, many juniors who were too young still did not sit up.

Although Mr. Meng tried his best to make his family show his face, he also had a clue in his heart. He was too young and ignorant. If he made a fuss during the banquet and neglected the distinguished guests, it would be very bad.

"The old man's food is good. I know I'm coming to eat, so I've already kept my stomach, so I'm not polite." The middle-aged man sat down generously, looked at the table full of food, and stretched out his chopsticks rudely.

He was so blunt, which made Mr. Meng even happier.

This means don't treat him as an outsider!

He hurriedly called everyone to sit down, and said in harmony: "Haha, I knew you were coming, so I asked my daughter-in-law to prepare it specially. Try it, does it suit your appetite?"

"It suits your appetite. Although I have tasted all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, I am not picky about food. Otherwise, I will not starve to death during the inspection."

This is not funny, but everyone at the dinner table still laughed.

Mr. Meng's two sons even sang together, "If you are hungry, it is the negligence of the reception staff!"

With Mr. Meng's family as a foil, the atmosphere at the dinner table naturally couldn't cool down, talking and laughing in a very friendly manner.

However, this friendly scene made Chang Dong a little distracted.

Didn't you ask me to drink with you by name?

What do you mean?This doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, does it?

No, at this table, to be honest, Chang Dong could hardly even get in the conversation, and he didn't dare to get in the way, and his status was even worse than Xiao Jian's.

At least, middle-aged people occasionally care about Mr. Meng's family and ask Xiao Jian about his height?

As for him, he sat there like a transparent person.

However, Chang Dong has nothing to complain about.

To put it bluntly, let alone the ups and downs experienced after rebirth;

In the previous life, when his family was unlucky and people spoke lightly, he often suffered blank stares, and he has long been used to being a transparent person.

In other words, this is probably the reason why he developed a silent temperament.

"Xiao Jian, I heard that you went to Chang Dong's house for dinner, I'm afraid this rich merchant's banquet is different from yours?"

Just when Chang Dong was slightly distracted, the middle-aged man suddenly mentioned his name, making him go numb and fascinated.

I don't know if it's an illusion, although everyone at the dinner table is smiling, but Chang Dong obviously feels that the atmosphere seems to be three points tense, and everyone's attention is subconsciously focused on him and Xiao Jian.

At this time, Xiao Jian, who was suddenly called, looked stiff, and he thought for a while and said, "It's much simpler than this."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man's tone became more curious.

The Meng family was also surprised.

They knew that Chang Dong took Meng Jian home, but no one paid attention to this detail.

Xiaojian's mother occasionally contacts her son, and all she cares about is whether his son is eating well, whether he is happy, whether he has been abused by Chang Dong, and so on.

As for Chang Dong's family banquet?

Tch, who cares?

Xiao Jian clearly felt the attention of everyone at the table, he is not an ordinary person after all.

In other words, born in such a family, under the influence of our ears and eyes, it is not gold, but also coated with a layer of gold leaf.

He was aware of the temptation in the middle-aged man's question, so he chose his words carefully, and said: "Brother Dong's family is quite simple, his uncle is the director of a factory, and his aunt is a cleaning lady. The family banquet actually consists of a dozen home-cooked dishes, but Auntie's cooking is very good, although it is a home-cooked dish, it is very comfortable to eat."

Everyone at the dinner table restrained their smiles by three points.

Everyone was surprised by Xiaojian's neither humble nor overbearing performance, and the amount of information revealed in his words.

Everyone looked at Chang Dong's expression again, full of surprise and uncertainty for a while.

The middle-aged man also restrained his smile, and he finally looked at Chang Dong and said, "How is Gouxizhuang doing?"

Nima!