The villain depends on me to continue his life

After speaking, there was only applause from the audience.

After the old lady finished her speech, the next one was naturally the main table.

Cheng Zui was already hungry, and when the dishes came out, he picked up his chopsticks and began to fill his stomach.

To be honest, the people who came to this occasion today were either to build relationships or to make friends with talents. Only Cheng Zui ate very deliciously, but he stunned everyone at the same table.

Being watched by so many people, Cheng Zui didn't feel uncomfortable.

Qi Yi was calmer than him, and even picked up chopsticks to serve Cheng Zui with vegetables.

Feeding one and eating the other, the picture is strangely harmonious.

The people at the same table wanted to say hello and get into the topic, but they didn't know how to say it for a while.

Cheng Zui was really hungry, and he didn't pay much attention to his image when he ate. Although his movements were quite elegant, the rice sticking to the corner of his mouth told others that it was not the case at all.

Qi Yi watched him take one bite after another, afraid that he would choke, so she couldn't help but say, "Eat slowly."

In the end, she took out a handkerchief and wiped away the grains of rice from Cheng Zui's mouth.

Cheng Zui grinned, and didn't forget to put a piece of braised pork in Qi Yi's bowl, "Uncle, try this braised pork, it's fat but not greasy, it's very delicious!"

The person at the same table: "..." What happened to this sudden bite of dog food?

But it was the interaction between Cheng Zui and Qi Yi that opened up the chatterbox of the people at the same table.

Someone asked, "Mr. Qi and Mr. Cheng seem to be in a good relationship?"

Cheng Zui looked up, and found that the one who made the sound was one of the group who arranged him under the pillars of the corridor.

The young master's character of vengeance is not just talk, this person is rushing to be the first bird, Cheng Zui would be sorry if he didn't mock him, "Do you think we don't have a good relationship?"

Sure enough, the man was choked by Cheng Zui's tone of carrying a gun and a stick, and his expression suddenly turned a little ugly.

Cheng Zui wasn't afraid of offending anyone, except for the main table, the Zhang family didn't specially arrange people at other tables, that is to say, they were all seated at random, and whoever grabbed the first one would count.

As for these so-called business talents who gossip and arrange people, Cheng Zui doesn't think they will be any great figures.

Feeling frustrated with Cheng Zui, this group of people naturally no longer focused on him, but ignored him and started chatting with Qi Yi.

"The Qi family and the Zhang family have a good relationship, presumably Mr. Qi should have prepared a big gift for the old lady this time, right?"

Qi Yi served the young master dishes while eating by himself. The Qi family taught him not to talk when eating or sleeping. Although he was not that strict, he usually didn't speak much when eating.

He can still open his mouth to say a few words to Cheng Zui, but he wouldn't pay attention to others.

So the man waited for a long time for Qi Yi's reply, but not only did he not get it, Qi Yi didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end.

Cheng Zui was about to die of laughter, but he still had to hold back on his face. He coughed lightly twice against his mouth, "I'm sorry, our Uncle Qi doesn't talk much during meals. As for your question, I think I can answer it." , we did prepare a gift for the old lady."

Someone answered, "Qi Cheng's family is rich and powerful, so it must be a big gift, right?"

"It's not big, it's just a leg massage chair." Cheng Zui waved his hand and smiled.

"No way? You just bought a massage chair for Mrs. Zhang? With the financial resources of your Qicheng family, this gift is a bit too perfunctory!" sarcasm and provocation.

"No, your two families have a great career, and this ceremony is too shabby."

"That's it."

Before Cheng Zui had time to say anything, Zhang Yunfei at the main table seemed to have noticed something, and asked the old lady, "Grandma, many people gave you big gifts this year, such as emeralds, ginseng, everything, which one do you like best?" A gift?"

"Emerald, ginseng, these things, I have them every year, and I'm tired of them. They are all the same and have nothing new. They are expensive, but I don't like them." The child is interested, knowing that I have rheumatism, not only bought me a massage chair, but also specially found a folk prescription medicinal bath, I have to try the effect later."

Cheng Zui was sitting at the edge of the main table, and the old lady's words were passed on verbatim.

At first, the few people who were mocking Cheng Zui and Qi Yi in the open and in the dark suddenly lost their temper. This wave of face slaps came quickly and urgently, and even made a crackling sound.

The old lady Zhang said in person that her favorite gift was from Cheng Zui and Qi Yi, if they couldn't say no, wouldn't they challenge the old lady on the spot?

Cheng Zui glanced at the few people on the table, smiled and said nothing.

In order to build relationships, these people gave gifts that were rich or expensive, but the Zhang family's family background, the old lady was also a serious official and lady, and she had never seen anything.

So the old lady doesn't care at all whether the gift is expensive or not, the important thing is that the old lady can look at it and like it.

If Zhang Yunfei hadn't mentioned to him that the old lady had recently suffered from rheumatism, Cheng Zui would not have gone to buy a massage chair to find a remedy, and he would have bought an extremely rich thing like these people.

It's a pity that he has Zhang Yunfei as an insider.

After the small episode, the people at the same table didn't talk to Cheng Zui again, and of course they didn't talk to Qi Yi.

Cheng Zui was happy and quiet, and he didn't bother to deal with these shameless old fritters, wouldn't it be nice to be with Uncle Qi?Why waste time làng on these meaningless people?