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Said to be a birthday party, Lin Chuan came to the hotel only to find that the whole place was a big banquet in the countryside.

In this era, where is there any high-end cocktail party, such a scene is not bad.

And at the door of the restaurant, there is a gift money.

The guests who come, pay for it one after another.

But most of them are 30 yuan, and very few people give 100 yuan.

According to the current consumption level, those who give 100 are basically those businessmen who made their fortunes from Xie Hongchen Textile Factory.

Now Huishi Textile Factory seems to be the only one, and textiles are still in short supply, so they have to flatter.

When it was Lin Chuan's turn, Lin Chuan just took out 60 yuan and gave it to Mr. Li Jin with a smile.

"Two people, Lin Chuan, Shang Jiaxiu!"

Mr. Reiki is still very dedicated, he stuffed the money into a stack of money, and wrote Lin Chuan's name neatly with a brush.

Lin Chuan glanced at the pile of money, it should be around ten or twenty thousand.

This Xie Hongchen can really make money.

Never miss an opportunity to make money.

At this moment, Wang Kaizhe was suddenly behind him, and said with cold contempt: "30 yuan, a boss as big as you, is too embarrassed to take it? A tailor is a tailor, and he is full of needlework at any time!"

Lin Chuan turned back and looked at Wang Kaizhe with a slight smile.

Today's reception was really lively, and even he came to join in the fun.

But Lin Chuan was not angry.

Wang Kaizhe is such a special person. Getting angry with him is a waste of life cells.

So Lin Chuan smiled indifferently and said, "How can you compare to Mr. Wang? The shot is 30,000 yuan, so we are just here to join in the fun!"

Thirty thousand?

Everyone next to him looked at Wang Kaizhe.

30,000 yuan with the ceremony, what kind of friendship, how much handwriting?

There were even whispers.

"30,000 yuan, Wang Kaizhe can get it. Now he is Xie Hongchen's partner, and he relies on Xie Hongchen's fabrics to support his garment factory. 30,000 is really not much!"

"It's not more than 30,000? My monthly salary is only 70, which is enough for me to earn for several years, and it is still very rich and lavish!"

"You don't even look at Wang Kaizhe's identity. For a millionaire in Hui City, 30,000 yuan is a piece of shit!"

Listening to everyone's gossip, Wang Kaizhe's face darkened.

My heart said when did I want to come with a gift of 30,000 yuan?

Does he have a bag on his head, or is he mentally abnormal?

Originally wanted to go with 500 yuan, but Lin Chuan, the goddamn tailor, made him difficult to ride a tiger.

There are so many people watching around.

Mr. Reiki's brushes are all ready to accept this great gift.

If he doesn't take 30,000 yuan, will he still have a face?

An angry Wang Kaizhe gave Lin Chuan a vicious look, wishing he could tear his face with a contemptuous smile to pieces on the spot.

Seeing Wang Kaizhe's expression, Mr. Li Jin changed several colors in a few seconds, as if he had eaten some poison.

Even the ink on the brush is about to dry. Is he following along?

"Mr. Wang, are you following or not?"

This question was asked at a particularly wrong time. Wang Kaizhe glared at the old immortal and said bitterly, "Nonsense, why am I standing here if you don't respect me?"

"Then you're going with 30,000, right?" The old man was about to write.

"What 30,000, I think you look like 30,000, so just go with 500!"

After all, Wang Kaizhe threw 500 yuan on the table.

This time it was extremely uncomfortable for everyone.

It felt as if the pants were taken off, only to find that all the legs were hairy.

Lin Chuan said with a frown, "Mr. Wang, you are too embarrassed to take 500 yuan? For a rich person like you, this is a bit too stingy, isn't it?"

When Wang Kaizhe met, he was put together by Lin Chuan.

Now I'm in a bad mood, and I don't want to talk to Lin Chuan anymore, so I walk into the venue with a cold snort.

Lin Chuan felt very funny, and walked into the venue with Shang Jiaxiu.

Shang Jiaxiu had never seen such a scene. She was nervous, like a child who was afraid of losing her way, and always wanted to hold Lin Chuan's hand.

But because he was afraid of other people's jokes, he could only follow Lin Chuan closely, and found two empty seats next to each other and sat down.

Seeing Shang Jiaxiu still bowing her head, Lin Chuan smiled in a low voice: "You are my secretary now, you bow your head as if I bullied you, be brave and raise your head, so that I can Have fun!"

For Lin Chuan, Shang Jiaxiu slowly raised his head.

The people sitting at the same table all looked at Shang Jiaxiu.

An aunt in her fifties also praised: "Look at how beautiful this girl is. You are wearing a Mengying dress. I always wanted to buy it, but I couldn't!"

Another woman next to her also said, "Mengying dresses are in short supply now, and you have to go through the back door to buy them!"

The 50-year-old woman followed suit and complained, "I'm surprised that the clothes produced in Hui City can't be bought in Hui City!"

Looking at the woman's figure, Lin Chuan was glad she didn't buy it.

Otherwise, such a good dress will not have any brand image directly.

On the contrary, it was Shang Jiaxiu, who was praised and more courageous.

And she is so close to Lin Chuan now that she even has an illusion in her mind, as if the man she loves in this life is Lin Chuan.

At this moment, Xie Hongchen finally appeared.

But what made Lin Chuan feel ridiculous was that the protagonist didn't even give a round of applause when he appeared.

Everyone should be eating melon seeds and eating melon seeds, and we should talk and talk.

That's how it was, what birthday party? It's nothing more than a meal, who cares what he does?

Behind Xie Hongchen was a middle-aged foreigner.

These days, with a foreigner beside me, it's still pretty cool.

Let Xie Hongchen's bald head and beer belly figure a little more classy.

He also shook hands with Wang Kaizhe and several other guests.

Wang Kaizhe whispered a few words in Xie Hongchen's ear.

Xie Hongchen's thief eyes immediately found Lin Chuan's back in the crowd, and then there was a slight trace of disdain.

At this moment, the manager of the hotel came over and asked, "Boss Xie, can you open the table? You are already half an hour late, and we are still waiting to get off work!"

Xie Hongchen's wife didn't want to listen, and said with a cold face: "You said this, we paid for you to have a banquet here to see your hotel,

We haven't eaten here yet, are you still thinking about getting off work? I have to tell your boss later, can we still hold Lao Xie's birthday party here? "

When the manager saw that the girl squinted and grinned, she was a shrew.

Shaking his head helplessly, he turned and left.

Lin Chuan, who was not far away, thought it was ridiculous.

This birthday party is not as good as the big banquet in the countryside.

At this moment, Xie Hongchen also stood up and spoke first.