The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

Nan Jingyou looked at Feng Minghui and asked, "My friend wants to go with us, is that okay?"

Feng Minghui nodded, "Of course."

After everything was discussed, Nan Jingyou and his three companions followed Feng Minghui and his companions to the private room he had booked.

When the door of the box was pushed open, there were already about ten people inside. As soon as Feng Minghui entered, the atmosphere inside suddenly became lively.

The reason why everyone is so supportive of Feng Minghui is because he is the richest person in the class.

He is a native of Hai City. His family owns a company with assets worth hundreds of millions. He has been very high-profile since the beginning of college, and what he likes most is to see others compliment him.

Because he will get a sense of superiority from the flattery of these people.

If you say he is rich, people may not support him, but it is true that this man is very good at manipulating people's hearts.

During college, he would give many benefits to anyone who was even slightly close to him. Gradually, people noticed this and many of them rushed to please him.

The reason he came to attend the birthday party this time was because Feng Minghui said in the group that his company happened to be short of a department manager. He took into account the friendship between classmates, so he took the opportunity of this birthday party to choose someone from the classmates attending the party to take the position.

Many of the students who stayed in Hai City heard the news and rushed to please him because they wanted to seize this opportunity.

However, during college, there was someone in the class who looked down on this kind of flattering behavior, and that person was Nan Jingyou.

Although Nan Jingyou's financial situation is ordinary, he looks down on such behavior and does not usually deal with Feng Minghui.

But because he is handsome and popular in the class, he is the only one in the class who can be compared with Feng Minghui.

Everyone secretly said that if Nan Jingyou was as rich as Feng Minghui, he would become a celebrity in the class and even the entire major, and Feng Minghui would have no chance at all.

As luck would have it, all this gossip was heard by Feng Minghui.

However, when they were in college, apart from being together in classes every day, they didn't have many opportunities to interact with each other at other times, so Feng Minghui didn't do anything to Nan Jingyou.

Today is also a coincidence, but it also allows Feng Minghui to get some attention while suppressing Nan Jingyou at the same time.

This was a way to vent his resentment about the gossip he had received because of Nan Jingyou during his college years.

He didn't believe that Nan Jingyou could achieve anything in his career after graduating for such a short time. He might just be doing odd jobs in a small company.

Today is a great opportunity. He wants to let these people know that being handsome is useless. Being rich is the king in this world.

Everyone complimented Feng Minghui who came in first. When Nan Jingyou and others came in later, the scene was quiet for a moment.

Then there were a few sounds of people sucking in their breath.

Because Nan Jingyou and the other three were all handsome guys. Even Manager Zhao, although his appearance was only average, was a manager-level figure after all, and his aura overwhelmed everyone present.

"Hiss, Nan Jingyou, you're here."

"Nan Jingyou, didn't you reply in the group? I thought you wouldn't come."

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Some people also flatter Feng Minghui.

"Mr. Feng, are the other three your friends? It's true that Mr. Feng's social circle is incomparable to us ordinary people. Even his friends are outstanding people like you."

Unexpectedly, this man's flattery hit the horse's leg. As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Minghui's face turned black.

He glanced at the man and said in a low voice: "These people are Nan Jingyou's friends. I just happened to meet him at the hotel, so I invited them to attend my birthday party."

The person who had just spoken coughed awkwardly and forced a smile, "Ah, so that's how it is. Sorry, Mr. Feng, I made a mistake."

Everyone else in the box stood still. For a moment, the room was extremely quiet. Although no one spoke, everyone couldn't help but look at Nan Jingyou and the others.

In the end, the people who came with Feng Minghui smoothed things over and asked everyone to sit down.

The private room Feng Minghui booked had three tables in total, but after counting the number of people, he found that just two of them could be occupied.

Feng Minghui took the initiative to invite Nan Jingyou and three other people to sit at the same table with him. Those who were already sitting down had to get up reluctantly and give up their seats. When they left, they looked at Nan Jingyou with resentment in their eyes.

These people all came here with a purpose. Not being able to sit at the same table with Feng Minghui means losing many opportunities to show off.

So they regarded Nan Jingyou as a competitor who would snatch their future.

Nan Jingyou didn't know about these people's twists and turns and just sat down openly. It can be said that he also came with a purpose, but unlike others, he came to complete the system task.

Then, the fun began.

The first thing was to order food. Feng Minghui was not short of money, so he just gave the menu to these people and let them order whatever they wanted.

Seeing that any vegetarian dish on the menu costs hundreds of yuan, and a meat dish costs several hundred or thousands of yuan, these people's expressions are very interesting.

There was surprise, excitement, envy and a fleeting jealousy.

The menu soon came into Nan Jingyou's hands. He flipped through it casually, ordered a dish symbolically, and passed the menu to the next person.

In the end, almost everyone ordered one or two dishes.

It was just because of Feng Minghui's status that no one except Nan Jingyou and the other three dared to choose the particularly expensive dishes.

The menu finally returned to Feng Minghui's hands, and he turned directly to the drinks page.

"What would you like to drink?" he asked, looking up.

"I will listen to Master Feng."

"Yep."

Feng Minghui turned his attention to Nan Jingyou again.

Nan Jingyou said calmly: "The guest should follow the host's wishes, just come as you see fit."

Feng Minghui didn't ask any more questions and ordered red wine and white wine for each table.

After ordering the food, it’s time to greet and chat.

The four people who followed Feng Minghui in before were his most loyal lackeys in college, and now he has arranged for them to work in his own company.

From the moment he strongly invited Nan Jingyou to attend the birthday party, these people knew his purpose.

Now, as long as Feng Minghui gives them a look, they will take the initiative to make things difficult for Nan Jingyou.

One of them asked, "Jingyou, seeing how you are now, I'm afraid you are doing well. Which company are you a leader in now? Tell us so that we can admire you."

The person next to him also echoed: "Yes, Jingyou, you were at the top of your class in college, so you must have joined a big company after graduation."

“How much is your annual salary now?”

The eyes of the people at both tables were focused on Nan Jingyou, some of them had expectant expressions, while others looked like they were waiting for a good show.

I thought Nan Jingyou would be extremely ashamed, but his next words simply stunned me.