he said he was poor

The birthday party was held at a private resort on the outskirts of Jingjiang. The place is not well-known. Only the locals in Jingjiang know that area is a place where even the rich can't get in.

When Jian Jian arrived, many guests had already arrived, and the car couldn't drive in, so the two got out of the car at the gate.

After the security inspected the invitation and confirmed that there was no problem, a waiter led them inside.

Walk through the stone path, turn around the corridor surrounded by green plants, and you will arrive at your destination.

The very large banquet hall is covered with all kinds of flowers, surrounded by clusters, exquisite and elegant everywhere.

When Mrs. Luo was young, she liked flowers very much. When the husband and wife were still in love, Luo Qicheng once spent two years planting a sea of ​​flowers on a certain mountain, just to smile for the beautiful woman.

Time flies, and then look back, things are different.

Jian Jian and Father Jian were arranged in the last few rows, and there were already several people sitting at the table.

Glancing at the nameplate in front of them, they roughly knew each other's identities.

They are all old foxes in the business field. There are business opportunities everywhere in such an occasion, but everyone's thoughts are not on it, and they shut up after saying hello.

Neither were too enthusiastic.

Simply take out your phone and fish quietly.

Luo Yuanfei was so busy these days that his feet never touched the ground, and the contact between the two was very brief.

I just played the video last night. Fortunately, the man doesn't look tired, but he seems to have a lot to worry about, and his brows are slightly dry.

"Aren't you in a good mood?"

"Yeah." Luo Yuanfei rubbed his brows and said, "There is a deviation in the things I purchased, and I will use them tomorrow. Although I have re-purchased, I don't know if it will be too late."

There is no way to comfort this kind of thing simply: "Is there any other way?"

"Have."

Jian Jian was a little relieved, and asked again: "How long will you have to work overtime?"

"It's over tomorrow."

Thinking of the vacation promised by the other party, Jian Jian faintly had expectations.

He lowered his head and sent a message to Luo Yuanfei, which was a collection of strategies around Jingjiang. The other party should be busy and did not reply to his message.

The hall suddenly became a little noisy, and Jian Jian looked up.

A graceful woman in the distance came out from another flower door, wearing a golden cheongsam embroidered with ink and bamboo, her hair was meticulous, and she wore a hairpin inlaid with jade and pearls, looking dignified and elegant.

It's Mrs. Luo.

With a smile on her lips and a ruddy complexion, she seemed unaffected by the divorce turmoil.

A lady at the table said: "Mrs. Luo's complexion is very different from when I saw her years ago. It's just different with the support of my son."

Then she was glared at by her husband.

The woman looked embarrassed: "I didn't say anything..."

Another young man asked, "Did Mr. Luo come out?"

"It doesn't seem to be there, maybe where to rest, maybe it will come out after the banquet starts?"

"I won't come out." The little girl on Jian Jian's right hand said, "Mr. Luo has never liked this kind of occasion. Although it is his mother's banquet, he just sits behind the scenes and won't show his face."

"Do you know Mr. Luo?"

The woman smiled: "I don't know, but I had a few words with Mrs. Luo before, and I know a thing or two from her."

There was accusation on the table, wanting to know more information from the little girl.

The little girl raised her red lips and smiled: "Madam is just chatting casually, she won't talk about anything else."

Then he blinked: "Although Mr. Luo won't show up, he is in the lounge on the roof. It is said that he will meet some guests."

Everyone at the table had different expressions and chatted more attentively.

On the stage, Mrs. Luo began to speak: "Thank you all for coming to my birthday party in spite of your busy schedule. I'm already old, so I'll trouble you all to make a trip..."

The tone is soft, calm, very gentle woman.

Simple squinted his eyes and looked at the stage.

The distance was too far, and Mrs. Luo couldn't see the exact face clearly, but she felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably.

Behind the banquet hall is the entertainment room. After the banquet, the guests can go to rest on their own, and Mrs. Luo is also there.

Jian Jian went in behind Jian's father, and Mrs. Luo was already surrounded by people.

Jian Jian didn't want to join in the fun, but Jian's father didn't rush him.

The father and son found a place to sit down.

Jian Jian wanted to ask his father if he wanted to drink, so a call came in.

He went out and found a quiet place to answer.

"Brother." Jian Jian half-covered the microphone, with a happy tone: "Get off work?"

Luo Yuanfei stood outside the balcony, listening to the music not far away.

The party has begun.

Luo Yuanfei: "No, it's going to be very late today."

Jian Jian said "Oh" and whispered, "I'm also busy today, and I came to an elder's house for a drink."

Luo Yuanfei raised his eyebrows: "Is it delicious?"

"delicious."

During the chat, I heard that it was done by a well-known veteran chef. He has retired for many years and doesn't even have an apprentice.

To be able to invite this person to come out again, only the Luo family has this kind of face.

Luo Yuanfei curled his mouth: "Eat more."

"Yeah." Simple asked him, "Are you tired today?"

"Fortunately."

Even so, it's simple but not very credible.

It's not like he hasn't experienced the days of staying up all night and working overtime. At the end of the day, a layer of skin peeled off his whole body, and he survived by gritting his teeth.

Jian Jian felt a little distressed, and slowly chatted with the man.

Luo Yuanfei responded softly, and heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

Mrs. Luo walked in and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's been too long since I haven't participated in such a banquet. I can't stand it. A few uncles will come to see you later..."

Seeing his son's expression, he was taken aback.

Very gentle, rare patience between eyebrows and eyes.

She closed her mouth and asked with her eyes.

Luoyuan is not the default.

Jian Jian heard a human voice, her brows were slightly drawn, it was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she heard it.

"Is the boss here?"

Luo Yuanfei didn't answer, just said: "I'm still busy here, I'll call you later."

Jian Jian had no choice but to suppress the strangeness in his heart, nodded, realized that the other party could not see, and said: "Okay, don't stay up too late."

Back at the party hall, Father Jian stood beside an elderly man with gray hair and a hale and hearty spirit. The two of them talked about something, and there were smiles in the corners of their eyes.

Father Jian saw him and asked, "Why is it taking so long?"

Simply said casually: "I answered a phone call."

Father Jian pulled him to his side and said to the old man, "Boss, you have met him a few times, and this is probably the first time you have met the young one."

The old man patted Jian Jian on the shoulder: "It's the first time. Hello, I'm your father's alumnus, you should call me Uncle Li."

Simple and cute: "Uncle Li."

"It should be free up there now, let's go."

Simple asked with a question mark on his face: "Where are you going?"

Uncle Li looked at him with a smile: "Go see Mr. Luo."

Until entering the elevator, Jian Jian was a little dazed.

In the ears, two old men were talking.

"It's already very embarrassing to ask you to help us get invitations before, but now I want to trouble you again." Father Jian made an unfeeling request: "Please introduce me to the dog, I am old, and the future belongs to them."

"What are you talking about?" Uncle Li said easy-goingly, "If you hadn't helped me during the university years, I wouldn't be able to achieve what I am today."

The two began to reminisce about the past, but Jian Jian didn't listen too much.

The phone vibrated twice.

[Yangzi: Did you go to see Mr. Luo? [Frightened][Frightened][Frightened]]

[Jane: How do you know? 】

[Yangzi: Just now my dad saw you father and son going upstairs with one person. 】

[Yangzi: You're promising, Yi. 】

[Yangzi: Remember to tell me when you come back, what does this big boss who can't see the dragon look like. 】

[Jian Jian: Just wait, Dad must have watched carefully for you. 】

[Yangzi: Get lost. 】

Simply smiled and let out a sigh of relief.

The legendary Mr. Luo, it would be a lie if he wasn't curious, besides, he also helped Weaving Net to get out of the predicament, and he was half of his own food and clothing.

But inexplicably, my heart started beating wildly.

Li Bo was reminding them: "Mr. Luo is serious and serious, he doesn't like to joke, especially he doesn't like to talk about work in his personal time."

Father Jian looked serious: "Thank you."

Ding--

The elevator stopped.

In the aisle covered with soft carpets, there is a security guard every few steps, all of them looking solemn and ready.

"Here we are." The wooden double doors stood in front of us.

The bodyguards on both sides opened the door.

Simply follow and step in.

In the private room, the security measures are even tighter, and the feeling of oppression is full.

There is someone talking above the head, and someone beside him is answering, very casual attitude.

Who it is is self-evident.

Jian Jian secretly took a deep breath, raised his head——

The head of the house sat in the main seat in a suit and leather shoes, with cold eyes and indifferent eyes.

And a little familiar.

The other party was looking over, their eyes met, and both of them froze.

Li Bo, as the referrer, took the initiative to step forward.

"This is the head of the Luo family, Mr. Luo Yuanfei."

simple:…………

"Sir, this is the young master of the Jian family, simple."

Luo Yuanfei: ...

Silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Inside, there was a long silence.

On the main seat, no one moved.

In the reception area, no one dared to move.

Simple do not understand.

Why did my boyfriend, who was supposed to be working overtime at this moment, appear here, and why was he sitting in the main seat again?

Luo Yuanfei, Mr. Luo?

Grass? !

Jian Jian's scalp was numb, as if struck by lightning, and it took him a long time to spit out three words: "Mr. Luo?"

Luo Yuanfei was brought back to his senses by this sound, his back couldn't help straightening, and he sat upright, like a student who was called in class.

His face was calm, but he was hoarse when he spoke: "Hello."

There was a strange movement in the room.

The unusual atmosphere caught Mrs. Luo's attention, and she looked forward: "What's wrong?"

What's wrong.

You may not believe it.

I'm here to see the head of the Luo family.

The master didn't see it.

But met my boyfriend.

Suddenly a voice popped out of my head——

Is there a possibility that your boyfriend is the owner of the Luo family?

Easy is almost out of breath.

At the critical moment, Uncle Li came out to smooth things over: "Young Master Jian may be a little nervous."

Luo Yuanfei said dully: "It's okay."

He rubbed his thumb and index finger together, and couldn't help but look forward again.

The people on the other side were also looking at him.

The four eyes are bewildered.

Simple and carefully read people again.

Suddenly shouted: "Luo Yuanfei."

There were two inhalation sounds from the side.

Father Jian almost had a heart attack, and he scolded in a low voice, "Simple!"

Li Bo's eyes were terrified, and he racked his brains to think of a way to save his life.

"I'm here."

The master not only responded in seconds.

There should also be special rules.

Father Jane: "..."

Li Bo: "..."

Is the world crazy, or are they crazy?

Uncle Li looked back and forth between the two of them twice, and asked tentatively, "Both of you, do you know each other?"

Simply smiled: "I'm just kidding, how could I know Mr. Luo."

Luo Yuanfei: "..."

He seemed to hear a bit of gnashing of teeth in the young man's tone.

Can you stop gnashing your teeth?

What did he tell Lu Heng that day?

——Who dares to lie to his grandfather and me, his head will be screwed off.

Easy confession.

He shouldn't pretend to be poor and cheat people.

Never thought about it.

Retribution came so quickly.

The author has something to say:

Awaited!I finally realized the feeling of Party B being tortured by Party A’s father. My hand is Party B, and my brain is Party A. No matter what kind of manuscript I write, my brain always says: Dissatisfied!I finally got stuck, thank you all for your perseverance!

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