The Strongest Earth Mentor

"What's going on? Does Yang Chen have anything to do with Zhou Zhou?" Wang Meimei didn't quite understand.

Brother Ge smiled casually: "It's okay, what can I do with that guy? But, there are indeed some things to find him!"

As he said, he looked at Wang Meimei: "Meimei, after the party starts, you hand me a message, I want to talk to him."

"Talk?" Wang Meimei hesitated. She knows that this week's personality is always arrogant. After all, this is a charity party hosted by her father. She still doesn't want anyone to mess up this party.

Brother Zhou comforted her: "Relax, just talk. I won't be here even if I want to do it. Anyway, this is done by Meimei and you have to give you some face."

Wang Meimei reluctantly let go: "Well, I will come in contact with the kid then."

She snorted as she said: "If you weren't talking to Brother Zhou, I wouldn't want to get in touch with the kid up close, that kid's virtue, it's disgusting to think about it!"

"Then it's so settled!" Brother Zhou raised his wine glass, and he was determined.

Here at the charity party scene, as time goes by, it gets closer and closer to 8 o'clock, and there are more and more people.

This party is held in the form of a cold meal. The location is on the grass in front of the villa. At this time, the grass is already splendid, like daylight. The high-intensity headlights hit the grass from all directions, and even let the lighting conditions reach the level close to the sun! Basically, people walk up and see almost no shadow.

There is a circle of tables and chairs around the grass, and in the center is a large dining table, where a variety of foods are placed, waiting for everyone to use them. Next to the dining table is a Western band that accompanies everyone.

People coming and going are well-dressed and well-dressed, carrying wine glasses one after another, accompanied by a melodious sound of music, seemingly polite and reserved, chatting and laughing.

This time the party process. It's an hour-long cold dinner. Allowing everyone enough time to socialize and talk, and then at nine o'clock, this shifted the position to the inside of the villa for a charity auction.

Yang Chen and Mu Qingsi are in a corner. Find a place to sit down.

Although Yang Chen does not resent such entertainment, but he is not very keen. I didn't plan to go out and talk everywhere, but sat in the corner and watched the whole cold meal with interest.

The environment of later generations. Such casual social activities have long ceased. That is a society whose goal is to defeat the aggressor. There is no room for such things. As for the Trojan Commonwealth invasion, the Earth itself was still affected by the cataclysm caused by the explosion of geomagnetic core energy, most of the time it was struggling to survive. Not to mention these things.

To Yang Chen, such activities. Only the short time before the rebirth had met, but before he was still just a young man, he was not qualified to represent himself in social activities.

and so. For Yang Chen, all this is now a novelty.

Instead, Mu Qingsi next to him was familiar with such occasions. But the scenes she saw were more grand and grand than they are now. After seeing the big scenes, she was not interested in the occasion at hand.

As a result, the two people seemed to be sitting in the corner in a maverick way, holding a glass of red wine and chatting with each other.

Of course, the strange look next to it is also indispensable. It's just that people who can enter this party have some identity, and no one will come out to offend people.

Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, a handsome waitress wearing a white and dust-free waitress walked over with a warm smile. Beside him, was a waitress wearing a blue and white cheongsam. Holding a silver tray.

Came to Mu Qingsi and Yang Chen, the waiter bowed slightly: "Hello lady, hello sir, please register your two lots donated to today's auction for storage, thank you."

"Lot? Today's auction item, isn't it prepared by Pharaoh himself?"

"Sir, you laughed. Sir, you two of these people are hiding dragons and lying tigers. Although President Wang is very wealthy, he dare not say that he can come up with satisfactory lots. Therefore, all the lots in the auction tonight have you. Such participants donate."

The waiter answered politely.

Mu Qingsi frowned, hearing nothing on her body for auction. Moreover, on such occasions, either you simply don’t donate the auction items. If you donate, if you don’t have enough grades, then you will lose yourself.

But Mu Qingsi was in the middle of carrying out the task. If he was assigned another task, he didn't bring anything at all. How does this make her donate auction items?

Seeing her embarrassed, the waitress did not rush, but just looked at Yang Chen with a bit of anticipation. Obviously, at this time, people like Yang Chen should carry forward the style.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, in fact, he did not prepare anything.

This is also true of Wang Yongli. The auction will have this rule, so why not inform it in advance?

If it is an era when the storage implements of the later generations are basically popular, all good things are carried with you. But there is still no innovation in the metaphysical world. Refinery is still old-fashioned. The output is low and very precious. There are very few storage relics. Yang Chen naturally does not have it. It has to wait for him to study it slowly.

He now has nothing to donate.

Right now, this is about to sit on the wax. How many people are watching next to you, you can't say nothing at all?

You know, people who don’t plan to donate have greeted them in advance, and the wait staff will never go to them. Now that I have found you, it proves that you intend to donate, but you can't get anything out, which is too shameful.

Yang Chen could not help but frown: What attention does Wang Yongli play? Don’t you just call yourself to humiliate yourself? I believe this Wang Yongli has no such courage.

Thinking about it, a beautiful woman with long burgundy wavy hair and a fashionable dress came over and waved to the waiter: "You stand aside first and wait for a while."

The waiter bowed slightly to her and stood aside.

The woman came to Yang Chen, looked up and down Yang Chen, and raised her head proudly to Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, you really have a face here!"

Yang Chen looked a little familiar with her, but who was it, but she couldn't remember, she could not help asking, "You are..."

"Pretend what? You don't say you don't know me anymore?" the woman said sharply.

Yang Chen smiled: "Sorry. I really don't know you."

"You..." The woman pointed angrily at Yang Chen's nose: "Why are you so thick-skinned? Can you say that? Don't know me? Don't know why I let my dad keep my baby for so long Take out the jar and count it as your donated lot? Don’t know why I came here with my face shy?"

Her voice is not small. All of a sudden, the eyes of most of the audience were on here.

"Ling Zun is?" Yang Chen frowned, feeling inexplicable, and resented the woman in front of her.

"Do you really think you don't know me? Still pretending! I really don't understand. Why did my dad look at you and tried his best to run a party to kill you!" The woman was even more angry.

"You... are you Wang Meimei?" Yang Chen reacted suddenly. Listen to her tone, is that Wang Yongli's baby daughter Wang Meimei? No wonder I am familiar with it, I have really seen it before...

Cough. Okay, harassed.

but. That's a thing of the past. Today's Yang Chen is very different from before. Remember those?

The people nearby also understood the relationship between the characters, and could not help but whisper.

"What's going on? Is that young man the Pharaoh's favorite son-in-law?"

"Not really. But. The eldest lady of the Wang family doesn't seem very satisfied."

"Oh, that old lady's temper. It would be nice to find Chenglong Kushen, what else to pick."

"Who is this young man and can make Pharaoh take it? Pharaoh loves his baby girl very much, and the average young man can't even look at it."

"I know, isn't this the old Yang family kid?"

"Which old Yang family?"

"Which one else? Old Yang, a Hengyang pharmacist."

"You're talking about his family. I heard that his kid is also a big kid, why did the old king look at him?"

"This isn't exactly right. Young Master Hua spends with Miss Diao Man, perfect match."

...

Wang Meimei's face was pale with anger: "You still know that I am Wang Meimei!"

Yang Chen shrugged: "I really don't know! By the way, you said that Ling Zun helped me donate something? Go back and tell Ling Zun, thank Wang for your kindness, but I still don't need it. I naturally have my own things to donate."

With that said, he greeted the waiter and asked for a piece of white paper and a pen, wrote two sentences on the white paper, then put the pen and white paper on the silver tray, and clapped his hands: "OK That’s it, this donated lot by this lady and I is this."

The crowd's whispering voice became louder: "No, what's this Yang Chen doing? Can a handwritten sentence be used as a lot?"

"Who does he think he is?"

"It's ridiculous. The young people are not reliable. I think the old Yang family is going to lose adults tonight."

"It doesn't matter if he is embarrassing, the little girl next to him, but also embarrassing!"

...

However, some people blinked at the blank paper~www.wuxiaspot.com~ thoughtfully.

Wang Meimei was even more angry, pointing at Yang Chen's nose, unable to speak for a long time.

At this time, an oil-headed noodle looks pretty handsome, but it is a pity that the eyes of the eyes are blue and black. At first glance, the young people with excessive wine color stand out from the crowd. The yin and yang have a strange airway: "Yo, there are strange things every year. Ah, a piece of paper also wants to come to auction, Ben Shao is the first time to see."

As he walked up to Yang Chen, he smiled at Wang Meimei, and then looked at Yang Chen. Diao Erlang shook his leg: "Boy, do you think you are the onion? Just write two sentences. If you can sell it, let Ben Shao look at what **** stuff he writes."

He said that he reached for the note, but Yang Chen slapped it away: "If you want to see it, you have to buy it, otherwise you don't have to use your hands!"

"Buy it? Okay, I have money if I have less money!" said the young man: "Say, how much money? Even if you have less money to reward you!"

"Not many, the starting price is half a million yuan!" Yang Chen said lightly.

"What? Five hundred thousand? Why don't you grab it?" the young man exclaimed. (To be continued.) Activate new URL