San Fu

When Duan Feifei walked into the banquet hall, he realized that he had turned a corner.

He stopped quickly and adjusted his steps.

Normally, he is not afraid of any social situations, and he can bear it no matter how old he is.

The key point is that this scene has nothing to do with social interaction. The pianist is playing the piano, but he didn’t look over here. There are only six waiters looking at them, and they don’t take them seriously. After all, they have to be sent to the [-]-meter track Collar by the table.

But it will be tense.

Because it's so fucking advanced.

It is the kind of advanced that Duan has never experienced before.

"Do I still need to order food?" Jiang Kuo, as expected of the young master of a rich family, walked in very freely, "Have my secretary already told me?"

Jiang Kuo's words successfully made Duan Feifan return to his normal state because he wanted to hold back his laughter.

"Yes," the waiter brought them to the table and pulled away a chair at the other end, "We have prepared the menu according to the menu given by your secretary, Mr. Hu. You can tell us when you need to start eating." .”

"Okay." Jiang Kuo sat down and looked at Duan Feifan, "I don't know what he ordered."

"Mr. Duan, please." The waiter made a gesture of invitation, and took Duan Feifei to the chair opposite the table.

"Where am I really sitting?" Duan Feifei walked there, looked back at Jiang Kuo, and raised his voice, "Mr. Hu can't send his walkie-talkie to each of us?"

The waiter didn't have any professional training at first glance, so he couldn't stop laughing beside him.

"Sit down first," Jiang Kuo took out his phone, "Try first."

"What?" Duan Feifei walked to the other end and looked at him, "Talking on the phone?"

Jiang Kuo put down his phone, leaned back on the chair, and couldn't stop laughing for a long time.

After a while, he picked up the phone again: "Don't make me laugh, I'll record this scene, Mr. Jiang probably hasn't eaten like this before."

"The key to Mr. Jiang is that there is no secretary surnamed Hu." Duan Feifan also took out his mobile phone and took a picture of him.

"Help me take the flower in the middle up," Jiang Kuo said, "If you sit upright, you won't be able to see anyone."

"Okay." The waiter removed several small flower baskets and vases in the middle of the table.

Jiang Kuo sat here and looked at Duan Feifan. The table was about six or seven meters long, and it wasn't too long.

But the feeling of sitting on both sides of the table is different.

It's really vast.

The vastness is fine, with this distance, and the waiters standing upright on both sides, their birthday meal is like a speech by the boss of the company's annual meeting.

"Let me look at the menu first, what's there?" Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand.

The waiter handed over the menu arranged by Cannon.

He looked at it, and if you don't fall in love and just eat, this meal is not bad, from appetizers to desserts and tea, the same is not bad, the arrangement is very detailed, even considering that the two of them are driving, so all the wine is replaced Became drinks and juices.

"Then what?" Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifei who was opposite him, "serve the food?"

"Come on," Duan Feifei raised his voice, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Would you like to sit here?" Jiang Kuo said.

"No," Duan Feihua said, "I want to experience the feeling of having a meal while negotiating."

"Crazy." Jiang Kuo laughed.

"Hu Zhenyu is fucking crazy." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"Then let's serve." Jiang Kuo glanced at the menu, "The starter is... baked snails and..."

"I don't want snails." Duan Feifei said immediately.

"Then you eat foie gras." Jiang Kuo said.

"En." Duan Feifei nodded.

The waiter began to serve the dishes and poured the wine. Although it was grape juice, it was still full of style.

"Shouxing." Duan Feifei raised his cup.

Jiang Kuo also picked up his cup and looked at him. "Happy birthday." Duan Feifei said.

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said with a smile.

Duan Feifei took a sip of the grape juice, put down the glass and continued to look at him, if it wasn't for the fact that there were seven people sitting next to a pickup truck all talking in a beautiful voice, Duan Feifei must have something else to say later .

Hu Zhenyu really didn't have good intentions.

A couple had a birthday dinner and were forced into negotiations by Hu Zhenyu.

Moreover, Duan Feifei was ill and had to sit across from him, but if he was short-sighted, he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The appetizer came up, very delicate.

They ate in silence.

"Duan Feifei," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "I'll give you three seconds."

"Here we come." Duan Feifei quickly got up and trotted to his side, "Is that what you mean?"

"Where's the chair!" Jiang Kuo said.

"In a while," Duan Feifei said, "what's behind the head?"

"Soup." Jiang Kuo said.

"Then I will give you a birthday present before serving the soup." Duan Feifei said.

"That," Jiang Kuo leaned into his ear, "do you have any performance procedures? Do you need the waiter to avoid it?"

"No," Duan Feifei whispered, "Even if I have a performance process, is that some kind of shameful process? I don't take off my clothes."

"Your performance was worse than undressing." Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing when he thought about it.

"It's okay, don't worry, I just took a look at the venue," Duan Feifei looked towards the door, "It's okay, the diners don't come here..."

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Kuo became vigilant.

"This is your first birthday since we were together," Duan Feifei said, "I have a surprise for you."

Before Jiang Kuo could speak, Duan Feifei waved to the service staff. A young man approached the two of them. Duan Feifei pointed to the window: "If the curtains are drawn and the lights are turned off, how dark will it be?"

The young man glanced at the curtains: "Ours is a blackout curtain with a shading degree of 90.00%."

"90.00% what concept?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Basically black," said the boy.

"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "Secretary Pao... Secretary Hu has taken care of this office, right?"

"Yes, it can be arranged to close the curtains, turn off the lights and close the door." The young man responded quickly.

"Then please turn off the lights and draw the curtains." Duan Feifei went to get his bag, "Close the door too, I'll come in later."

"Duan Feifei," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Is it really you?"

"Wait." Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows at him, and went out with his bag.

Jiang Kuo was very nervous immediately. When he first entered this hall, he could feel that Duan Feifei was a little cautious, but it was really a little, a little bit. Once he got used to it, the nature of a social madman would not allow him to keep a low profile.

Jiang Kuo could only watch as a few waiters closed the curtains enthusiastically.

The waiter was of course very enthusiastic. The meal was already very lively and interesting to watch, but now there is an extra play, which makes it even more exciting.

The only one who is still calm is the piano player. The piano player is a girl, wearing a very beautiful long dress. Since they came in, she has never looked at this side, and she just concentrates on playing the piano.

"The lights are going to be turned off now, Mr. Jiang, please don't move around, this curtain is very blackout, it will be very dark after the lights are turned off." The young man reminded Jiang Kuo.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo glanced at the pianist.

"She's fine." The boy smiled.

"Okay," Jiang Kuo waved his hand, took out his mobile phone, and started recording a video facing the door, "Turn off the lights and watch the show."

The waiter over there turned off the lights in the banquet hall one by one.

The switches are all together, and they could be turned off with a slap of the palm, but the waiter was very ceremonial and insisted on pressing the switches one by one. After pressing for 20 seconds, the light in the hall gradually dimmed. In the end it was all black.

This blackout curtain is good. Jiang Kuo thinks that one can be installed in the bedroom on the tenth floor. It is an artifact for sleeping in bed in the morning.

The boy walked to the door and said, "Ready."

Two seconds later, the door was pushed open.

Although it was already dark inside the banquet hall, it was still noon outside, and as soon as the door opened, the silhouette of Duan Feifan with his elbows on the door frame appeared clearly.

It's not a silhouette anymore, it's so bright, and the big ball he's holding in his hand and the rose in his mouth are already in sight.

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo supported his forehead with his hands, and after a sigh, he let out an uncontrollable laugh.

"Why is it so bright?" Duan Feifei hurried in, "Close the door."

Several waiters went over and closed the door again while having fun.

Darkness returned to the hall.

"What did you get?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile.

"Wait for me to show you." Duan Feifei said vaguely while biting a rose.

Two seconds later, Jiang Kuo saw a soft light shining in front of him, which was the big round ball that Duan Feifei held in his hand.

This fucking should be a lamp.

It may also be a piece of glass... A few strings of star lights of that kind were stuffed into the crystal ball, because Jiang Kuo could see the dots of light in the halo.

"Thank you for the atmosphere." Duan Feifei said.

I don't know who he said this to, Jiang Kuo was thinking about whether to applaud, but the luthier over there quickly changed the tune and played the happy birthday song.

The waiters followed immediately, and the young man took the lead: "Happy birthday to you——"

Everyone slapped and sang together, there were six people in total, and even the slaps and singing were quite lively.

Duan Feifei's face was lit up by the light. Although he looked silly with a flower in his mouth, he still couldn't hide his handsomeness. Especially with this kind of side light source, Duan Feifan's beautiful profile was clearly outlined.

what.

Although silly.

But really handsome.

Jiang Kuo stared at the ball of light in his hand. Based on his understanding of Duan Feifan, it was absolutely impossible for the "surprise" to end at this step.

As he expected, Duan Feifei did not walk in front of him, but walked to the middle of the hall.

While singing happy birthday, I don't know whether to push or press it under the light ball.

The light of the light ball suddenly brightened several degrees.

The originally light golden light became colorful.

The whole hall was covered with a layer of gaudy light.Then I saw rotating shadows appearing everywhere on the ceiling, on the walls and on the ground.

"Wow—" the waiters uttered a very atmospheric cry together.

I have to say that they all shouted from the bottom of their hearts. After all, most people might think that it's over here, but they didn't expect that there would be such a thing later.

"Happy birthday Jiang Kuo!" Duan Feifei shouted.

"Happy birthday! Jiang Kuo!" The waiters also shouted.

The pianist over there changed to a very cheerful tune, which sounded bouncing and bouncing.

The shaking lights and shadows in the room also turned.

"Look at that shadow." A waiter shouted.

Jiang Kuo also noticed that this looks like the starlight projection lamp for children aged one to three years old, but the projected pattern is not the kind of star, moon, snowflake, etc., but... a photo.

There are photos of Jiang Kuo.

There is also a group photo of Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei.

Others are silhouettes.

Duan Feifei didn't put his photo in the crystal ball.

Duan Feifan put the photos in the children's starlight projection lamp.

Then voted for the whole house.

At this moment, Jiang Kuo held up his mobile phone and didn't know which part to record, and swiped up, down, left, and right.

"How is it?" Duan Feifei walked up to him holding the ball of light, and put the ball in front of him.

It was considerably dazzling.

Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan in a dazzling colorful light.

And the rose that he still holds in his mouth.

"...It's too exciting." Jiang Kuo said.

"It's not over yet," Duan Feifei took the flower from his mouth, put it in his hand, and looked at the waiter, "Don't turn on the light yet."

"Okay." The waiters were very professional, and with just one sentence, they brought the atmosphere very well, and they clapped their hands together.

"This can be opened." Duan Feifei took his hand and touched the base of the light ball with his fingers, "There is a switch, have you touched it?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"Click to open it." Duan Feifei said.

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Kuo was a little surprised.

"Nonsense, should I give you this thing as a birthday present?" Duan Feifei said.

"Is there a more exciting birthday present than this?" Jiang Kuo said with a smile.

"That's gone," Duan Feifei said, "This is the most exciting thing today, and the one in it is nothing special."

The mediocrity reassured Jiang Kuo, and he pressed the switch on the base.

The light ball made a clicking sound, split its four petals in a very awkward posture, and slowly opened around.

One of the petals stopped in the middle of opening, and one of its petals was still stuck in the middle of the way after all its little friends opened.

"This quality," Duan Feifei forcibly broke off the petal.

Jiang Kuo didn't pay much attention to this, he saw the small round box in the middle.

If he guessed correctly, it was a ring box.

But with Duan Fei's extraordinary urination, the possibility of a ring inside is not very high.

"What is it?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Ring." Duan Feifei didn't keep it secret, and reported the answer directly in a low voice.

This answer was beyond Jiang Kuo's expectations, he was stunned: "Where did you get the money to buy the ring?"

"Open it first and have a look," Duan Feifei lowered his voice, "This thing can't reach the level where you need change to buy it."

Jiang Kuo picked up the small box and opened it with joy.

Sure enough, it was a ring, and there were two of them.

The silver ring was not the style he had imagined. It was a simple ring with a delicate hollow letter in the middle, with J on one and D on the other.

"Made to order?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yeah," Duan Feifei nodded, "The house I rented for my dad is a jewelry studio downstairs, and I made it there."

"It's so beautiful." Jiang Kuo picked up the J, ready to put it on his finger.

"That's mine." Duan Feifei said.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"D is yours." Duan Feifei picked up the ring, and when he wanted to put it on his finger, he looked at the waiter next to him, probably still embarrassed, so he hung the ring on his fingertip, "J is mine. "

"Okay." Jiang Kuo put the ring on his middle finger, "It's quite suitable, are the two rings the same size?"

"Well, I pinched your finger, it's similar to mine." Duan Feifei put that J on his hand.Jiang Kuo looked down at the small ring, and found that there was a very shiny dot on the side of D. He put his finger close to the light ball and looked at it: "Is there another diamond?"

"Yes, there is a one-point diamond." Duan Feifei said and asked him to look at his hand, there was also a small bright spot in the middle of J.

Jiang Kuo laughed.

So fucking cute.

"Happy birthday, I wish one of the most important people in my life. The parentheses are in no particular order and the rest of the names are not displayed." Duan Feifei whispered, "Always be happy, and always be the young master."

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "Who are the other names that are not displayed?"

"My dad and them," Duan Feifei said, "Actually, I have a ranking in my heart, but it's not easy to rank, you know."

"I'm number one, right?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "but..."

"But family affection and..." Jiang Kuo cleared his throat and whispered, "Love, there is no way to stand together."

"Yeah." Duan Feifei smiled and nodded.

"I'm very happy," Jiang Kuo shook his finger, "Really."

"Don't shake it back and forth when you wear this finger." Duan Feifan pushed his middle finger back.

Jiang Kuo immediately had another blast.

"Have you turned on the light?" Duan Feifei said.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

The waiter turned on the light, and before Jiang Kuo could study and understand the starlight ball, Duan Feifei quickly put the ball on the box and put it back in the bag.

"Why aren't you allowed to watch it?" Jiang Kuo said.

"To be honest," Duan Feifei zipped up the bag, "This thing can only be seen with a black light. When I received it, when I opened it, I was in despair. The burrs on the plastic edges were not cleaned."

Jiang Kuo let out a voice: "Let me take a look when you go back."

"Let's talk when we go back." Duan Feifei walked over to the opposite chair.

The waiter thoughtfully walked over first, moved the chair over, and placed it next to Jiang Kuo.

"Thank you." Duan Feifei sat down.

"Shall we continue serving the soup now?" the waiter asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

The meal was well-prepared by Cannon. Although the taste was normal five-star standard in Jiang Kuo's opinion, he was quite full.

Jiang Kuo didn't eat too seriously, and kept looking at the ring on his hand.

When the light is on, the whole ring can be seen clearly. It is very delicate and low-key. If you turn the letters to the inside of your finger, there are still a row of small letters exposed outside, which cannot be seen clearly without a magnifying glass.

Jiang Kuo took a macro shot with his mobile phone and zoomed in to see it clearly.

LOVE921.

"What's yours?" Jiang Kuo asked, "LOVE317?"

"Inevitable," Duan Feifei smiled, "Do you really like it?"

"Really." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"Earth?" Duan Feifei asked.

"...No soil," Jiang Kuo glanced at the rose in his hand, "Thank you for not picking up the ring on the stem."

Duan Feifei laughed: "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but it was revealed, for the sake of mystery."

"You put me under a lot of pressure," Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, "What will I do on your birthday?"

"I can help you think about it then." Duan Feifei said.

"I celebrated your birthday, and then you help me find a job?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well, your business is mine." Duan Feifei said.

Although it's a little strange, but there seems to be no problem, Jiang Kuo thought for a while: "...But I don't hold roses in my mouth."