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"Yes, he is my savior."
After all, she still didn't say the word fiance.
During this time, Wen Yihuan has been thinking about how to have a showdown with Jiang Yu.
But the more I think about it, the more confused I become.
She knew that Jiang Yu had come to withdraw the engagement, if after the showdown, Jiang Yu still insisted on withdrawing the engagement, how would she deal with herself?
"It's just a family banquet. I still have some money on me, which is enough to buy gifts."
He also earned thousands of dollars during this period of time as a bodyguard, and he felt sorry for spending Wen Yihuan's money again for no reason.
Jiang Yu's polite refusal made Wen Yihuan a little unhappy, she was thinking wildly.
He doesn't want my money, is it because he doesn't like me and doesn't want to owe me anything?
But it's not a problem to procrastinate like this, she still feels that the showdown should be done as soon as possible.
"etc."
When Jiang Yu reached the door, she stopped him again.
"What's wrong?"
"I have something to tell you."
Jiang Yu looked at her, but she didn't have anything to say, hesitated to speak, and said after a while, "Forget it, let's talk about it when you come back."
Jiang Yu walked around the mall, thinking about what gifts to buy for the old man.
His time is running out, supplements and so on are pure waste, the important thing is the mind.
It just so happened that the old man called him, and once again told him to be there today, and said that don't buy gifts, the greatest gift is the presence of people.
However, Jiang Yu couldn't go there empty-handed, after much deliberation, he finally made a cake.
It is not expensive, but it can also express your heart.
He didn't know where the Yushan Pavilion was, so he took a taxi.
On the way, the driver kept on talking: "Brother, is this going to the Yushan Pavilion for a banquet?"
Jiang Yu responded casually: "Yes."
"Yes, brother, you still have such relatives and friends."
"What kind of relatives and friends?"
"Digital officials and dignitaries! No one in Tianyun City knows that even if you have money, you may not be able to book the banquets in the Yushan Pavilion. Moreover, the consumption there is so high that a table of dishes can cost tens of thousands. If you open two more bottles Good wine, tsk tsk it is estimated that it can go for a hundred thousand."
The Yushan Pavilion is well-known in Tianyun City, and the rich and powerful in the city like to hold banquets there, because it symbolizes their status.
Jiang Yu muttered, thinking that the old man looked ordinary, but he didn't expect to have such an identity?
Not long after, he came to Yushan Pavilion, an antique building with a magnificent atmosphere, sixteen beautiful women in cheongsams were lined up in two rows at the door, luxury cars were everywhere in the parking lot in front of the door, and people who came and went wore gold Silver, all jewels.
Such a comparison, Jiang Yu does look a bit shabby.
The Yushan Pavilion has a total of nine floors, and each floor has a hall that can accommodate thousands of people and dozens of boxes. Although the consumption here is expensive, there are basically no empty seats every day.
There are several roll-up banners patted at the door, which say XX wedding, XX birthday banquet, XX full moon wine, and marked the floor.
Jiang Yu didn't know the old man's name, and thought that the old man's family banquet should not have many people, and it might be in a box on a certain floor.
However, there are hundreds of boxes on the ninth floor of Yushan Pavilion, and it is impossible for him to find one by one, so he had no choice but to call the old man.
The old man said that he was on the seventh floor, and told him to go upstairs first. He was catching up with some old friends, so he went to find him right away.
Jiang Yu asked which box he was in, and the old man said it was in the lobby.
Jiang Yu carried the cake and took the elevator to the seventh floor. The people in the elevator basically looked at him with aloof eyes, and a young man asked, "Here to deliver the cake?"
Jiang Yu said, "Go to the banquet."
There was a burst of laughter in the elevator, "Come to the Yushan Pavilion for a banquet, are you wearing these?"
Jiang Yu doesn't like to talk to them, what's the matter with sports shoes and casual clothes, although they can't compare with your luxury brands, at least I'm tidy and clean, right?
They sneered: "You don't have more than two hundred yuan, which family's poor relatives are you?"
"What's wrong with being poor, did you eat a grain of rice from your house?"
The elevator door opened, and Jiang Yu walked away with his chest out.
It never occurred to me that the people in the elevator also came to the seventh floor for a banquet. When Jiang Yu stood at the door, he felt a little embarrassed.
There are a lot of people in the hall, walking around with goblets and talking to each other.
There was a long table at the door, covered with a red cloth, and the gifts behind the table were almost piled up into a hill.
Someone was recording the names and gifts of the guests, and the most terrible thing was that they shouted them out like singing tickets.
"Tan Ming, chairman of Yicheng Company, sent a Jade Guanyin!"
"The chairman of Lvyuantang sent a box of thousand-year-old ginseng."
"Liu Zaiwen gave a gift of 88,000."
"Lutang Villa sent two famous paintings."
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The congratulatory gifts from those people were more expensive than the last one. Jiang Yu didn't enter or retreat with the cake.
Did you go to the wrong place?
That's right, it's the seventh floor, the hall!
Why is it completely different from what I imagined, this is not a family banquet, this is a feast for thousands of people.
The young man in the elevator just pushed him away to deliver the gift, and then heard a voice: "The Golden Scale Club sends a pure gold Maitreya Buddha to the sea!"
The young man just now was called Yu Jingyao, and he was Yu Hai's son. Yu Hai couldn't come back because of something, so he asked him to give gifts to congratulate him.
After giving the gift, Yu Jingyao did not enter the hall, but turned back and looked at Jiang Yu with raised eyebrows: "Could it be that you are a poor relative of the Han family?"
"The Han family? Which Han family?"
"Which Han family? Yo, you don't even know whose birthday it is, so you bring a broken cake to eat? Kid, do you think anyone can come to Yushan Pavilion?"
Yu Jingyao sneered, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted: "The relatives of the Han family are here, don't you come to greet them personally?"
As soon as I heard that it was a relative of the Han family, the surrounding eyes immediately gathered. A waiter hurried over and said politely, "This way, sir."
Naturally, the waiter didn't invite him in, but asked him to record his name and accompanying gifts first.
Jiang Yu has become the focus now, riding a tiger is difficult, so he can only bite the bullet and walk over, saying in his heart that he must not come to the wrong place, or he will lose his face.
Yu Jingyao helped him put the cake on the red cloth seemingly attentively, and the recorder was slightly taken aback.
Yu Jingyao urged: "Stop staring, write."
The man asked, "What's your name, please?"
"Jiang Yu."
The man recorded: "Jiang Yu, send a cake."
Yu Jingyao held back his laughter, and urged: "Read."
The person who sang the ceremony hesitated for a moment, and said loudly: "Jiang Yu, send a cake."
"Hahaha!"
Yu Jingyao was the first to burst out laughing, and the rest of them also had strange eyes and secretly chuckled.
"Grandpa Han's birthday, you can give me a cake, thank you for thinking of it!"
Yu Jingyao patted Jiang Yu's shoulder, leaning forward and backward with a smile.
Jiang Yu ignored him at all, and walked straight in after giving the gift, but was grabbed by Yu Jingyao.
The smile on Yu Jingyao's face turned cold: "Where's the invitation card?"
Jiang Yu asked: "What invitation?"
"You bumpkin, do you really think you can eat and drink with a broken cake? If you don't have an invitation, get out early!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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