Mr. He, please respect yourself

Although He Chumo praised it secretly, Lin Qiao was just a third-rate star who had just debuted, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at this kind of party that he was dominated by guests.

I want to find a gold master.

Most of these internally invited guests will have a certain identity and status, and each of them is a master with higher vision than the sky. When they see Lin Qiao, they almost don't give him a good face.You know, in this kind of occasion, what is important is decency, and this kind of clinking glasses with third-rate starlets seems a bit cheap.

How to play behind the scenes is another matter. On the bright side, maybe even in front of the big families, no matter what, you can't lose your identity and make a laughingstock because of a singer.

Jiang Qing has been standing in the background, sucking a box of frozen milk, looking at Lin Qiao from a distance, smiling like a flower, and toasting with each table in turn. I really admire this person's cheekiness to such an extent that he doesn't get noticed Looking at it, you can be calm and composed, extremely calm.

He is admired by someone.

"Where's the boss?" Gu Xianwei didn't know when he stood beside Jiang Qing and asked.

"Going on a date with a new lover." Jiang smiled lightly, and pouted in Lin Qiao's direction, "It's his boss in name anyway, why, don't you plan to take care of it?"

Gu Xianwei frowned, looked in the direction Jiang Qing indicated, left a word of 'trouble', and pulled Jiang Qing away.

Jiang covered his mouth and smiled lightly, that's right, anyway, the one wearing the cuckold is the boss of his family, not him.

Thinking in this way, he happily threw himself on Gu Xianwei, clung to Gu Xianwei like an octopus, and whispered in his ear, "If you dare to bring these people back to me, I will tear you apart. "

Gu Xianwei looked at him, his face turned red slowly, he held Jiang Qing's hand tightly, and let him laugh and make noise by his side.

And Lin Qiao, toasting the wine, gradually understood what was going on. There were still a few tables closer to the stage. He was already a little absent-minded, and was about to perfunctory, when he left quickly, suddenly!He felt a hand on his ass.

Subconsciously, when he turned around to resist, a greasy and muddy face appeared in front of his eyes.

It's Boss Jin of Bangzhen Real Estate!

This Boss Jin, Lin Qiao has heard of him, is a big real estate family in City C, but he has only made his fortune in recent years.

Because Boss Jin was born in logistics and transportation, he started slowly. After transforming into a real estate company, he is different from the general solid large-scale enterprises. Entrepreneurs will not seek him to cooperate.

In addition, this Boss Jin is notoriously lustful in the industry.

If you have money, you naturally want to try something new.

Suppressing the fear and disgust in his heart, Lin Qiao tightly held the business card in his hand, but his heart was constantly flying with pride, and a smiling face bloomed, making him even more coquettish.

The last two tables were left, one table was from the He family, the two elders of the He family, He's father, He's mother, and Uncle He Chumo's family.

The other table is the prospective in-laws of the He family, Mr. Song's family.The Li and Song families came together, so naturally they had a seat, and Li Zhengshen was also among them. Lin Qiao smiled brightly, deliberately walked around to the direction where Li Zhengshen was sitting, and stepped forward gracefully.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, Mr. Song, Mr. Song, ladies and gentlemen, Lin Qiao, thanks to your kindness, I would like to offer you a glass of thin wine tonight."

A group of people raised their heads after hearing the words, and they all looked at the uninvited guest quietly, and no one raised their glasses.

The sisters of the Song family don't talk much, especially when Song Rui'er was hit by a ball today, Song Suian stayed close to each other, and had no time for other things. Mei Shu, because of what happened in the afternoon, naturally prefers to keep silent in front of her husband, and the two wives of the Li family , has long noticed that Lin Qiao deliberately took a detour and walked next to Li Zhengshen, with a bad expression on his face.

Who is Mrs. Li? As the eldest sister of the family, she has spoken viciously since she was a child. She was never stage frightened when she faced her mother-in-law, Mrs. Li. Now, Lin Qiao can see through the tricks that Lin Qiao is playing in public.

No one raised their glasses, and the people at the table allowed Lin Qiao to raise their glasses high and smiled apologetically.Boss Li, who should have been talking the most, saw his wife's face as calm as ink, and both sat upright, not daring to move.

The atmosphere was stalemate and awkward, but Lin Qiao didn't intend to take back the wine glass at all, and even said a few words of appreciation.Song Ruier, who had been sitting quietly all this time, kept her eyes on Lin Qiao, and suddenly said, "You are very noisy."

The faces of the people at the banquet were all different, and Lin Qiao's face suddenly showed a look of embarrassment. He put away his wine glass, and his smile continued, "This little sister is really cute."

Lin Qiao walked towards Song Rui'er while talking. At this moment, Mr. Song suddenly picked up the crutch by his feet and slammed it on the ground forcefully.

The party was already noisy, but the sound of the pestle was not loud, but it attracted everyone's attention. Even the people around who had been paying attention to this side all moved more or less, as if they were waiting to watch the excitement.

"Little Qiao from the Lin family, right?"

Mr. Song spoke slowly.

Lin Qiao showed surprise on his face, and walked quickly to Mr. Song's side, "Grandpa Song, so you still remember Xiao Qiao?"

"Of course I remember." Mr. Song's face was full of hidden anger, his eyes were rounded, showing a rare majesty and sternness, "In the past few years, I wish I could break your leg."

Everyone was silent, and Lin Qiao was even more astonished. He froze for a moment, then forced himself to calm down quickly, his eyes were watery, "Grandpa Song, what do you mean by that?"

"Don't shout, I'm not your grandfather!"

Mr. Song's tone was contemptuous, as if he heard some big joke, "What do you mean, you dare to ask me what I mean."

Mr. Song leaned back, closed his eyes and raised them slightly, staring at Lin Qiao closely, "Lin Qiao, if I am here to explain what I mean to you today, then if you are in City A, just wait I can't go down."

These words came with a warning, and Lin Qiao's expression suddenly changed.

Old man Li, who was sitting next to Mr. Song, looked at the table next door to the He family, thinking that after all he was invited here, and he couldn't make the scene too ugly, so he said, "Young man, go quickly, you are not the master's house. What kind of wine to toast, I don't know the etiquette, don't disturb our meal."

Although the words were not pleasant, Lin Qiao knew that the elders of Li's family had given him a step to let him go, so he didn't force him to stay anymore, gritted his teeth, said in a low voice, "Excuse me", turned around and was about to leave.

"Lin Qiao."

Old Master Song called him from behind, the voice was not loud, but it was particularly harsh in his ears, "You can do it yourself."