Little slag run

"Baby, is the food not to your liking?" Mama Di was sensitive to discover the strangeness of her son and asked in a low voice.

Di Que suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he had been staring at Chen Feng for too long.

Fortunately, his father was sitting beside Chen Feng, Di Que hurriedly said: "I was wondering if my father brought the blood pressure lowering medicine with him, you see he drank white wine again."

"Oh, really. It's still my darling, you are filial, you watch him closely for mom, don't let him drink too much." Di's mother's face eased.

Di Que quickly picked up some more food for his mother, coaxed her to eat and drink, and secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead.

With his own mother watching from the side, Di Que didn't dare to look at Chen Feng too much, thinking about things, so he had to listen carefully to the content of the conversations of the uncles, distracting his attention, and occasionally glanced in Chen Feng's direction.

Chen Feng was talking happily with Mr. Zheng and Mr. Di, and the focus of the whole table quickly focused on him.

Mr. Di praised Chen Feng a lot, and repeatedly praised Chen Fengfeng for being a man. The gifts he chose were generous and tasteful, which was different from rough people like them.

Chen Feng was sitting among a group of elders at the moment, he was a little more humble and respectful than usual, and he was more careful about what he said.

Everyone's topics revolved around stocks, real estate, horse racing, golf, antique collections, and other topics that Di Que couldn't talk to at all.

He saw Chen Feng sitting there talking eloquently, sounding logical, and he felt more and more that they were people from two worlds, and he was in a trance that two people who had nothing in common could forcefully get together.

Chen Feng is not interested in the things he likes, and he has no way of understanding the things Chen Feng cares about.

After all, it's a joke for two people to be together.

"Old Zheng, tell me that you have hired a young talent of the junior generation. It's really enviable." Mr. Di has had a good impression of Chen Feng since Chen Feng and Di Que cooperated. This time I had the opportunity to get in close contact with him, and I found that Chen Feng himself was more polite and mature, so I couldn't help but like it from the bottom of my heart. Looking at the unsatisfactory one at home, I knew that I was just eating it all the time, and immediately turned into sour grapes. mentality.

When Di Que heard his father praise Chen Feng, his heart was more bitter than his father, and he muttered in a low voice dissatisfied: "There are more than 40 people, what kind of young talents are you?"

Unexpectedly, there was a moment of silence during the banquet, and Di Que's quiet soliloquy was overheard by the whole table.

Di Que was still holding half a bamboo shoot tip in his mouth, and the top of his head suddenly smoked.

Chen Feng looked in his direction for the first time since entering the door, his eyes were so sparkling that he couldn't see what was going on.

Accompanied by Chen Feng's deep gaze, there was naturally his own father's eye knife, Di Que choked up, and was about to explain something forcefully, when Chen Feng smiled and opened his mouth.

"Young Master Di is right. I'm not a young talent at all. I'm sitting here, but I'm left out in the cold."

Everyone immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, Lao Di, you are a young man who can do it, and he is leading a company as big as B&D at a young age."

"Hey, he's not good, he's just a useless thing." Old Man Di said, but his expression softened obviously.

Chen Feng picked up his wine glass and said casually, "Old Man Di is too humble. How can such an outstanding talent as Mr. Ling be incompetent? Speaking of which, Mr. Ling and I also cooperated some time ago. B&D's audition project this year How successful it is, I am afraid that there is no young person in China who has not heard of it. With the blessing of Mr. Ling, I can also make a small fortune."

As he said that, Chen Feng raised his glass to Di Que, and said with a smile, "Di Shao, I hope we can continue to cooperate in the future."

Di Que was completely dumbfounded by Chen Feng's words, raised his glass to Chen Feng stiffly, and didn't know how to answer, so he had to throw up his neck and drain the wine in the glass.

The atmosphere in the banquet eased up, and everyone chatted and laughed again. Some praised Chen Feng, some praised Di Que, and suddenly they praised Di Que to the sky.

No matter how heartless Di Que was, he knew that Chen Feng was helping him out just now, his chest was slightly hot and at the same time it was also faintly sour.

Since there is no sincerity to continue walking, why bother to give these extra tenderness?

This kind of occasion was not for eating, and just now he was praised so much, Di Que naturally couldn't avoid having a drink with his uncles.

When it was time to pay respects to old man Ji, Di Que bit the bullet and looked at old man Ji's eagle eyes, and found that the light shining inside was definitely not friendly.

Di Que stood with his body half-tilted, and he held out the wine glass in a difficult posture, but the old man Ji didn't move, with a straight face, staring straight at Di Que's face.

Di Que's sweat burst out from his forehead in an instant.

Ouch, his "father-in-law" turned out to be such an awkward and hard-to-serve master, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes!

"Uncle Ji, I respect you." Di Que could only repeat with a dry smile.

Old man Ji narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth suddenly, and said, "Have you settled down with our family?"

After saying this, not only did Di Que's breathing stop, but the entire table became quiet, and the focus naturally focused on the two of them.

Chen Feng was talking softly with Mr. Di, but at this moment he also turned his head to look at Di Que, the meaning in his eyes was indescribable.

Di Que didn't catch his breath and almost died on the spot.

He glanced at those eyes full of curiosity, and forced a wry smile.

"Uncle Ji, Duoduo has great potential, and B&D will definitely pay attention to her development." In front of many seniors and parents, Di Que could only choose to pretend to be confused.

"What about the development of the two of you?" It's a pity that there are always such ignorant youths in the world.

Di Que was completely exhausted, and he couldn't even keep a wry smile on his face: "I treat Duo Duo as my younger sister..."

"You've held hands with her before, and when such a big photo is posted, you treat her as your younger sister? Our family is a pure girl's house..." Old man Ji slapped the table, angry.

"Uncle Ji, that's all arranged by the company for the sake of popularity." Not only can Di Que lose his smile, but he can't even keep his most basic manners.

The people at the table stared at him, all showing that kind of clear look, especially with Chen Feng present, he must also be complacent, waiting to see his "self-inflicted" end.

"Look, it's a disaster to play with women." Di Que could even hear the voices deep in their hearts.

Of course, the old man Ji couldn't accept Di Que's rhetoric, and still insisted: "I don't know what effect is not effective, I just know that Duoduo is with you."

When Mr. Di saw that Di Que had made another mess, his face turned blue, and his body trembled slightly in anger.

Sitting at the side, Chen Feng immediately felt the anger of old man Di, and when he looked at Di Que, his face was ashen, as if he was stupid, and he was no longer prevaricating with a playful smile like before.

Suddenly, he cleared his throat and stood up.

"I don't know if I can say something..." Chen Feng's calm and deep voice sounded, inexplicably relieving the tense atmosphere of the scene.

Di Que looked at Chen Feng blankly, unable to guess whether he wanted to push him down the abyss with his own hands, or pull him.

"I have met Mr. Ji's daughter. She is a very smart and lovely girl. I believe that under Mr. Ji's discipline, she must know how to cherish herself." Chen Feng straightened his body and talked eloquently: "Di Shao also said just now, This is the company's packaging strategy, which I think is harmless. After all, the times are different now, and each era has its own gameplay. We old people can't accept it if we want to, because the things that are eliminated by the times, young people don't People love to watch. Di Shao is a role model for young talents. I believe his approach is recognized in the industry. I also believe that Ji Lao’s daughter is a girl who can distinguish right from wrong. She has her own ideas and will not be manipulated by others , her choice must be her own decision."

Chen Feng had a clear mind, neither praised nor criticized, but old man Ji had a dark face but had nothing to refute.

"If two people are destined, they will come together naturally. If there is no destiny, it will be futile to force it. Now they are all free love, it is better to put aside their prejudices and let them decide for themselves."

When Chen Feng said the last two sentences, he looked directly at Di Que, and Di Que stared blankly at Chen Feng, feeling that those two sentences were actually spoken to him by Chen Feng.

No one at the table spoke a word, and the moment of silence seemed to be frozen forever.

Chen Feng laughed suddenly, raised his glass and said, "Today is Mr. Zheng's big day, but he made me make the atmosphere so serious, he should be punished. I will punish myself with three cups. Everyone, eat and drink well!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to drain the wine in the glass and refilled it again, again and again.

Chen Feng is the mainstay of the current business world. Everyone knows Chen Feng's importance, and the people at the table are basically seniors who have retired to the second line. There are very few people who have not been taken care of in Chen Feng's place.

Therefore, Chen Feng took the initiative to smooth things over, so how can everyone not follow suit?

The scene became lively again, and no one mentioned Di Que's matter in an unreasonable manner.

Ji Shengchang suffocated, his neck was stuck and he didn't speak.

He felt that his precious daughter was very aggrieved by being with such a frivolous man like Di Que, and he just wanted to frustrate Di Que in public and ask him to make a promise to him face to face, but Chen Feng somehow stood up to defend Di Que.

Part of his family's jewelry business is also relying on Chen Feng's dark field marketing, how dare he offend his source customers.

Since Chen Feng had already spoken, he had no choice but to shut up today and let it go.

The more Chen Feng helped him, the more magnanimous he acted, the more blocked Di Que's heart became.

He sat down softly, pretending to be indifferent, and continued to blend in with everyone's topic, but his head became dizzy for a while, and he felt a strong sense of vomiting inexplicably.

Di's mother gently picked up vegetables for Di Que, and comforted softly: "Baby, it's okay, you drank too much, eat some vegetables first."

Di Que raised his eyes to look at his mother's gentle gaze, and saw a touch of sadness from it.

"Mom, trust me, I really have nothing to do with Ji's daughter." Di Que explained to his mother in a low voice.

Di's mother pursed her lips, as if she was in a fierce struggle in her heart. After a while, she nodded, grabbed Di Que's hand and patted it lightly: "I know, that's not what mom is worried about."

Di Que seemed to have eaten something unclean, his stomach was churning, and he had no time to delve into his mother's thoughts.

"Mom, I'll go to the bathroom first." After speaking, Di Que walked away quickly with a pale face.

Chen Feng has been glancing in Di Que's direction since just now, paying attention to his ugly face.

Seeing Di Que walking out staggeringly, Chen Feng endured and endured, stood up with a smile, greeted everyone, and followed out.

Seeing that Chen Feng followed her son out shortly after her son left, Mother Di lowered her eyes to the delicate delicacies served in high-grade porcelain, and sighed slightly.