For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

Yi Yan, Yuan Cheng, Hongxu and Wei She chatted for more than ten minutes.

Weng Tong's birthday party officially began.

A group of celebrities and high-ranking officials from the capital were mingling with each other, and it was very lively.

There were programs one after another in the stands, including singing by celebrities and cross talk sketches. The program was as rich as the Spring Festival Gala.

Halfway through the show, Weng Tong walked onto the stage, cleared his throat and said:

"Thank you all for coming to my birthday banquet. I will take a moment of your time here and I will announce something."

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Weng Tong waved his hand, and the servants of the Weng family brought the seats and led Yi Yan to sit in the first place.

Everyone felt a little confused. Today was not Mr. Weng's birthday party, so why did he put this boy in the first place?

Most of the people here know Yi Yan.

Qianlong's recent strong rise of young talents has caused quite a stir and made a lot of contributions.

But I'm still not qualified to sit in this position.

On the stage, Weng Tong continued:

"Today is not only my birthday banquet, but also my grandson Weng Yishu's apprenticeship banquet. It's just the right time for everyone to bear witness."

After the words fell, Weng Shixiong came forward with Weng Yishu and followed the ancient etiquette to complete the apprenticeship ceremony.

Weng Yishu was apprenticed below, and Mr. Chen on the side began to complain about Weng Tong:

"You old guy is so quick to think of something like this."

Huang Laotong from the Public Security Bureau said with hatred:

"I'm just asking you how many times you've borrowed someone.

Look, not only did this person not lend me the money, he even hid it. "

Weng Tong firmly refused to admit it and said:

"Where can I hide it? Just become a teacher and let Yishu study hard with him.

Why does it change when it comes to your mouth? "

Mr. Chen knocked on the table and said:

"Okay, I plan to wait until Xiaoru returns to China during the Chinese New Year and introduce them to each other. Don't try to obstruct her later."

"Who can I say who Xiao Yi falls in love with? This is his freedom." Weng Tong pursed his lips and said.

Yuan Chenghong looked at Yi Yan solemnly from the side.

As the apprenticeship ceremony progressed, although there was no real change in Yi Yan's luck, the misty and illusory luck became more solid.

Originally, Yi Yan's luck was very strange, with ups and downs, and sometimes showing signs of collapse.

In a few days, there will be a sign of Nirvana and rebirth.

The fortune of new life is mixed with a hint of ruin and death.

The strange mess also proved that his luck was unstable.

But now, Yi Yan's luck has become stable and solidified.

It looked like a prosperous and prosperous place, but the aura of decay and death was no longer visible.

However, Weng Yishu's luck, which was initially silent and like flowers in the mist, is now like a sword unsheathed and soaring into the sky.

Only Yuan Chenghong could see the dazzling golden light.

"Another destiny-loving person!" The blue veins on Yuan Chenghong's right hand bulged out from the Zhi Tian Jade he was holding.

The things he had to do all his calculations to obtain seemed as easy as picking them up from other people's homes.

First came Yi Yan, then Weng Yishu.

Why doesn't his Yuan family have one?

…

Off stage.

Xiao Xue watched Yi Yan become the protagonist on the stage, and her mouth couldn't help but open in an "O" shape.

I can't believe that Yi Yan has such a status in the capital.

When we were having dinner before, did we agree that he was just here to work?

Is this the rhythm of becoming a working emperor?

Seeing Xiao Xue staring at Yi Yan, Zheng Jinren smiled very gentlemanly and said:

"That's Yi Yan, Mr. Weng's most valued descendant of Qianlong. He has been in the news recently.

He and I are good buddies. Can we introduce you to each other later? "

Xiao Xue glanced at Zheng Jinren, who was pretending to be a human and a dog, and said:

"You... good friends? Isn't he from Jiazhou Prefecture?"

Zheng Jinren's friends and companions on the side could not understand what Zheng Sanshao meant, so they immediately helped and said:

"After Yi Yan came to the capital, we became good buddies."

"Brother Zheng helped him a lot before he became successful. He was his guide."

"Brother Zheng will say a word later, and I guarantee that Yi Yan will come over in a hurry."

Zheng Jinren: "..."

He has no objection to bragging.

But what if the blow is so big and it doesn’t end well?

Zheng Jinren secretly gave a look to several of his friends.

A skinny monkey-like young man pulled Zheng Jinren and said:

"Third Young Master Zheng, don't panic, I heard a few days ago that Yi Yan owed Young Young Master Li a favor.

Later we went to see Young Master Li to play. We mentioned Yi Yan several times and asked Young Master Li to invite him. "

"Good idea. By the way, where is the medicine I asked you to prepare?"

“Third Young Master, don’t worry, the medicine is here, Mi Qing Lang Lang 3.0, the medicine is twice as effective as before.

After eating it, you will become a chaste and fierce woman, hehehe..."

"Hey hey hey..."

"Mr. Zheng, nothing will happen to you. I heard that this girl also has a background."

"It's just the Lord of Shu Capital. This is the capital. Even if her father comes, she has to be careful."

…

The apprenticeship ceremony was just a small episode, which made Yi Yan officially enter the eyes of the senior officials in the capital.

A genius who has seven major families as his backers is completely different from a genius who has no backers.

The people around Yi Yan who congratulated him and struck up a conversation formed three circles inside and three outside.

Yi Yan seemed to be at ease in talking with the bosses of all parties, and his movements were full of maturity and stability that belied his age.

Facing the compliments from everyone, Yi Yan smiled lightly and remained unfazed.

There is no youthfulness and immaturity of young people, nor arrogance and pride.

Yi Yan has seen the end of the world too many times, and he is completely convinced of this kind of scene.

[Everyone here will have to rely on me to save their lives thirty years from now. 】

[What you can do is cut more leeks for me in these thirty years... er, no, help me more. 】

Yi Yan looked at them like salted fish.

Weng Tong was very satisfied with Yi Yan's performance, and he was worthy of being his favorite.

It would be nice if I had a granddaughter of similar age.

…

At this moment, a waiter hurried past Yi Yan and accidentally knocked over a glass of wine on Yi Yan.

A glass of wine.

When Yi Yan's analysis panel saw the situation of the glass of wine, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

I didn't expect that such a dirty and dirty thing would happen at Weng Lao's birthday banquet.

Yi Yanzheng was hesitant to meddle in other people's business.

The waiter apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The waiter apologized while wiping Yi Yan's clothes.

Yi Yan took two steps back and said, "No need, go and do your work."

While the two were pushing each other, a piece of paper suddenly appeared in Yi Yan's hand.

"Huh?" Yi Yan looked at the waiter's leaving figure and felt a little strange.

It was as if something had come knocking on my doorstep.

Yi Yan opened the note and saw the word "Xiao Xue" written on it.

Yi Yan was thoughtful, suddenly raised his head and looked around.

Yuan Chenghong held a red wine glass in the distance, clinked it gently to Yi Yan's empty space, and then smiled faintly.

It was the message sent to him by Yuan Chenghong.

He is plotting against himself.

definitely.

How could this old guy be so kind?

No, this is his conspiracy!

After I opened the note, I had no choice.

Even if you know it's a trap, you still have to jump in.

However, if Yuan Chenghong wanted to plot against him, he should hide in the dark.

Why should he put himself out there now? This is not in line with his usual style.

Suddenly, Yi Yan had a flash of inspiration.

I seem to have caught some important clue in my mind.

He got it.

Yuan Chenghong was testing him. Strictly speaking, he was testing the ability of "Future Mail".

Although he didn't know the existence of "future mail".

But he must have sensed some changes through luck.

Yuan Chenghong is testing the methods and limits of his certain abilities.

He planned against Yuan Chenghong several times in the future, and finally made him unable to sit still.

The old fox used himself as bait to see his trump card.

What changes will happen in the future after this time? What will happen if it is reflected in luck?

This old coin shows that the chariot and the horse are going to play a game of chess with themselves.

Yi Yan felt the pressure from the wise man. He raised his glass and touched Yuan Chenghong in the air, then chased after the waiter.

This pit must be stepped on.

You can't just ignore it.

As for Yuan Chenghong, an old coin, all he can do is to make early moves!