This time, the one who stayed by Mr. Wei was He Cuilian, a female anchor of the "City Hotspot" column of Xiangjing TV. Although her name is stupid and silly, she is quite fashionable. She is 27 or 28 years old and has a slim figure. She is wearing the Fengzhi Valley clothing worth 80,000 yuan given by the master. She is a dark red off-shoulder dress, beautiful and generous. A pair of swaying big white chests almost popped up, attracting countless eyes.

Zhu Mang came very early, alone, driving the second-hand Porsche 911 that was ridiculed by his sister. Seeing Wei Chensi and He Cuilian welcome the guests at the door, he stepped forward and smiled, "Happy birthday, Mr. Chen, I wish you a day every year and a day every year, haha!" He handed over the red envelope, which contained 8,888 brand new banknotes.

It's quite cheesy, but the young men of aristocratic families don't care about how much money they are, and they will be able to do it when they get their hearts.

Wei Chensi smiled affectionately and said, "He came here as soon as he came. Why don't he give me a red envelope? Do you look down on me, Wei Chensi!"

"Haha, that's what it means."

Wei Chensi patted his shoulder and said apologetically: "Mr. Mang, there are too many people today. I really have no skills in my clones. You can go into the house and sit for a while. I will go over to toast later."

Zhu Mang and Mr. Wei were not very close to each other, so they smiled and said, "Okay, you're busy with yours."

"If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't be able to return home if you leave early, you won't give me Wei Chensi face."

"It's easy to say."

A waiter in a black suit and bow tie came forward and bowed kindly: "Mr. Zhu, please follow me."

Zhu Mang followed the waiter all the way and saw the messy guests, including familiar business owners, strong men whom he didn't know, and tattooed gangsters, muttered in his heart: "This Wei Chensi is known to all the people of all religions. Ruirui asked me to report to Fengdi Company, isn't it a joke?"

Wei Chensi's mansion is in the Yinxiang Community of Bailanhua Road, which is quite close to Wei Songyi's villa, but the specifications are more than two levels higher than Wei Songyi. The kid lives in a relatively chaotic place. Most of the time he lives in a high-end community apartment near the school. Later, he became the office director of Fengdi Company and moved into the Phoenix Hotel. This mansion only comes in handy when entertaining guests and holding parties.

The two-story pavilion is as magnificent as a palace, with a courtyard covering an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters in front and behind, with lawns, swimming pools and gardens. In Xiangjing, where every inch of land is valuable, it undoubtedly makes people truly feel the power of money.

In comparison, the small villa in Cao Jinping's family, called the cottage, was regarded as a kind of praise.

Zhu Mang did not enter the hall, but stopped in front of the barbecue grill next to the courtyard, as if attracted to the Brazilian barbecue in the chef's hand, but was actually secretly observing Wei Chensi's actions.

Guests followed one after another. Zhu Mang first saw Su Chenghuan coming with a familiar young woman. Two followers followed behind, holding a heavy box in their hands.

In the box is Su Chenghuan's gift, a statue of phoenix made of gold, with one leg independent, leading the neck to the sky, spreading its wings to fly, lifelike. Below is a golden nanmu base, engraved with eight exquisite small seal scripts: "A hundred beasts dance, and the phoenix comes to the ceremony."

Mr. Wei is in a high position in Fengdi Company, so giving such a gift is appropriate.

The phoenix statue weighs 1.2 kilograms. At the current price of 400 yuan per gram of gold in the international market, the sculpture costs 480,000 yuan. In addition to the expensive golden nanmu, the whole heavy gift is worth at least 600,000 yuan. Just an ordinary birthday party, giving such a valuable gift is no longer just a matter of face.

Zhu Mang remembered his inconspicuous red envelope of 888 yuan, and suddenly felt his face burning. He quickly used the white smoke from the barbecue grill to cover his body, not wanting to let his acquaintance recognize him.

The two of them exchanged a few greetings, and Mr. Wei seemed to be happy and pulled Su Chenghuan to whisper for a while.

Zhu Mang muttered in his heart again: "Didn't it mean that Wei Chensi and Su Chenghuan are in a state of success in order to compete for the third-rate female star? How could they be like this?"

After a while, Ye Lijing came. The third generation of the Ye family's most outstanding child has pushed the Ye family into the entertainment industry with all their strength, leading a large investment of 1.7 billion yuan, and has almost no doubts about becoming the family heir in the future.

The gift Ye Lijing gave Wei Chensi was a Xuande Jiachen convertible sports car, which was sold for about 2.4 million yuan. The license plate was already put on, and a driver was ordered to drive into the garage. Many students from Xiangda who had never seen the world were watching with envy.

Zhu Mang felt even more restless. His father was the president of Xuande Industry. Now, his authentic "Young Master Xuande" did not give him any good gifts to his owner. He would give him any gifts to others using his products as gifts.

Why did Ye Lijing curry favor with Wei Chensi? Tianxiang Entertainment, the partner of the Ye family's "Making a Fight in the Heavenly Palace", offended the chairman. Although it did not cause any serious consequences, it was uneasy for those who did business.

The Crab Committee controls nearly half of the cinema chains in the West and North areas. If you want to make a fortune in the entertainment industry, the Crab Committee has to worship.

Therefore, Ye Lijing did not hesitate to give a big gift, with the purpose of asking Mr. Wei to make a move and explain it clearly to the Chairman in person.

Soon, Ye Lijing's younger brother Ye Lizhou also came. The gift he prepared was a set of silver wine utensils designed and produced by American postmodern art master Francis, and it has excellent collection value. It is a bit shabby compared to the gifts of Su Chenghuan and Ye Lijing, but it is many times more elegant than Zhu Mang.

The guests arrived one after another. The gift of sweet potato was a gold belt, which was made strictly in accordance with the style of the National Boxing League champion belt, but the logo in the middle of the belt head was replaced with the words "Xiang Jing Wudi". Mr. Wei was very satisfied and proudly tied it around his waist and took a few photos before taking it off.

Di Weizhen's gift is a set of commemorative stamps issued by Xiangjing Post Bureau 24 years ago. The theme of the stamp is to commemorate the completion of the "Xiangjing Hongguang Bridge" built by Wei's chaebols. There are eight pieces in a set of funds raised, design, construction, completion, opening, traffic, and the main body of the bridge. They are exactly the same age as Mr. Wei. The stamp pattern is exquisite and realistic. Although it is not worth much money, it is rare to have this feeling.

Zhu Mang felt more and more that his red envelopes were vulgar and felt very uncomfortable.

Just as I was about to get the fat mutton from the barbecue grill, I might as well suddenly stretch out a hand and snatch his target away.

Zhu Mang was a little unhappy and looked up and saw that it was a simple man wearing an old jacket and an old shirt. He had a rusty watch on his left wrist, and a scar on his right face that was not healed. The word "poor" was revealed all over his body.

Seeing him looking at him, the man picked up the kebab and dragged it quickly in his mouth. The meat was gone. He gently spit out a little oily bamboo stick and said, "Little brother, I have no intention of sleeping for a long night. If I don't go to the hall to soak my horse and catch a beautiful girl, it would be a waste of my youth. Staying here to compete with me for the kebab, right?"

Zhu Mang had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "I'll stand anyway, eat as much as you want, don't be polite."

The man was definitely not polite. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a large handful of lamb skewers, fat beefs and chicken wings, piled them up high in the plate, and he was domineeringly directing the chef to roast another ten kilograms of beef.

Zhu Mang thought to himself: "Can this person be reincarnated by a starving ghost?" He continued to secretly observe what good gifts Mr. Wei gave to his guests.

He was slapped hard on the shoulder, and the man smiled and said, "Little brother, I see that you have a face like a jade, a starry sky, an outstanding temperament and a handsome demeanor. You will definitely be an amazing figure in the future..."

"Haha, it's easy to say, you can see this."

The man continued, "Little brother, you are so extraordinary. Can you help me bring the mustard and hot sauce opposite me?"

Zhu Mang had no choice but to go over and serve two plates of mustard and hot sauce.

At this time, Su Chengya arrived, and with a beautiful beauty like a flower and jade, he immediately attracted everyone's eyes. This kid was indeed very eye-catching. As soon as he appeared, he hugged Master Wei warmly, patted each other's backs in his ears, and kept talking. No one could guess their previous grudges that were deeper than the Mariana Trench.

The tall beauty was right next to them, wearing waterproof platform high heels, which was as ten centimeters tall as Su Si Ge, and a faint smile on her face.

Zhu Mang and the man groaned at the same time, obviously very dissatisfied.

The man lit a cigarette and took a fierce sip, then asked Zhu Mang: "Little brother, what are you humming?"

Zhu Mang was stunned and said, "Why are you asking this? Su Chengya thought he was superior in everything he did. He thought he was the most promising and talented young talent in Xiangjing. He showed his superiority everywhere. I just couldn't stand him."

"Oh?" The man was happy.

Zhu Mang said, "You don't understand the origin of that boy, right? Su Chengya of the Su family, the new president of Su Guo Electrical Appliances, and Xiang Jing's outstanding young man..." As he said, a little disdain appeared on his face, "Prisoning that he is the best in the world, he is not as handsome as him, and no one is as handsome as him. I can't even snort such a person?"

The man laughed and reached out his hand: "Little brother, you are very interesting, may I ask about your surname?"

"My surname is Zhu, Zhu Mang." Zhu Mang shook hands with the man and asked, "What's your name? Do you have any objections to that kid?"

"Just Chen Huayao, the reputation is not worth mentioning." The man had eaten up five or six chicken wings on the plate as he spoke.

"Oh." Zhu Mang had never heard of this name, so he responded lightly and looked up. He saw Mr. Wei showing everyone the gifts that Su Chengya gave.

A Tang sword!

The length is about one meter six, and the handle is thirty centimeters long. The blade is straight, like a sword, and the shape is simple. The shape is equipped with dragon and phoenix rings, and the handle of the knife is wrapped in gold and silver threads, which is extremely exquisite.

It is truly a great power to hold a man in his hands.

Su Chengya smiled and said, "Young Master Chen, this is something I have worked hard to get from Sotheby's Auction. It comes from the tomb of Prince Yide, the Tang Dynasty, which has a history of more than 1,200 years."

The blade was quite heavy, and Wei Chensi held it in his hand, rubbing the slender blade, and exclaimed: "Good knife, good knife!"

Su Chengya smiled and introduced: "Tang sword is the pinnacle in the history of swords in my country. This is a kind of Tang sword, called Yidao. It often appears in important ritual occasions during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It is a weapon of the Royal Guard. Mr. Chen, you see, this Yidao is made of cloud steel, and there is no trace of rust until now. The blade is still extremely sharp and the forging technology is very superb."

Wei Chensi wiped the knife with his thumb and said, "Yes, it's not an exaggeration to say that he cuts iron like mud!"
Chapter completed!