After Lin Kun expressed his attitude to Zhang Fugui, he chatted with He Feihong for a few words. The content was probably to ask He Feihong who Liu Qing's current sponsor was.

After learning that Liu Qing does not have much power behind him now.

Lin Kun was a little disappointed again.

Because if something is done too easily, it will appear that you are not paying enough attention to it.

In Lin Kun's heart, he wished that Liu Qing's background was now one that he could not afford to offend.

At that time, in order to seek justice for Yang Yuhuan, he gave everything he had.

Even though he had nothing in the end, Yang Yuhuan saw his sincere heart.

The ending is of course a happy one, and it is the ending that everyone loves to see, in which the hero embraces the beauty and returns home.

It's a pity that everything seems to be going against my will today.

But right now, the most important thing is to hold this banquet well.

After all, I have been planning for so long just for today.

After chatting with everyone for a few more words, Lin Kun left in a hurry, apparently going to prepare for something important.

Later, Zhang Fugui asked Wang Tiehua to take care of Yang Yuhuan for her.

In fact, Zhang Fugui didn't need to ask, Wang Tiehua had already wanted to do this. She had already asked Lin Kun for the room key. After saying goodbye to Zhang Fugui and his party, she hurriedly left the banquet center with some food.

He Feihong seemed to be very interested in Zhang Fugui, and he was always asking about Zhang Fugui's life experience.

After learning that Zhang Fugui was an orphan, He Feihong then asked about Zhang Fugui's age.

"Mr. He, to be honest, even Dean Li can't remember my age clearly. People at the orphanage can only give a rough idea. Do you know why I never ask a fortune teller? It's because of my real birth date.

I can't even remember that my birthday is the day when Zhang Laoyuan picked me up in the orphanage, so when you ask me about my age, I can only give you a rough answer." Zhang Fugui seemed to be talking about an extremely ridiculous thing,

He explained happily to He Feihong.

Only then did He Feihong realize that her question was extremely rude. She, who was always proud, said slowly, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Mr. He. When you stand up for my sister, you are no longer an outsider to me. Since you are one of my own, I can say whatever I want. I know what you think. You just want to understand me.

What is the relationship with Mr. He? To put it bluntly, I just want to find out if I am Mr. He’s illegitimate son. Unfortunately, I am not. How many people in the world don’t want to have a rich father? As for me

I can't tell you too much about the transaction with Mr. He, but please rest assured that Mr. He and I have absolutely no blood relationship." Zhang Fugui understood the purpose of He Feihong's insinuations, so he simply explained it directly.

Make it clear.

He also specifically emphasized that he had no blood relationship with He Peng, in order to express to He Feihong that he had no interest in the affairs of the He Group.

The second master had already finished the food that He Feihong carefully selected for him. He patted his belly and said frankly to He Feihong: "Mr. He, I can testify to this. After all, it was the first time that Fugui and Mr. He met.

At that time, I was present."

Hearing Zhang Fugui's heartfelt words, He Feihong actually said with a hint of disappointment: "Really? That's such a pity, Fugui, believe it or not, to me, if you were really my half-brother,

That’ll be fine.”

After she finished speaking, there was a somewhat lonely look on her face.

Zhang Fugui didn't understand He Feihong's intention for a while, but in order to prevent the atmosphere from getting colder, he still replied: "Impossible, look at my appearance. If I were Mr. He's illegitimate son, then his vision would be much worse back then."

ah."

When He Feihong heard these words, he paused for a moment, then covered his mouth and laughed. Then he seemed to think of something happy, and his movements became bigger and bigger, and he could hardly stand up straight.

"You, you should learn from him." In the end, He Feihong said angrily to Guan Yujiao.

The second master patted Zhang Fugui on the shoulder without saying any words.

"By the way, Fugui, do you know the purpose of Lin Kun's holding this banquet?" I don't know when, like Mr. Guan, He Feihong started to address Fugui directly.

"No, at first I thought this guy was just trying to pick up girls, but then I thought about it and it seemed that the time was not right, so I never asked about it. But I heard Brother Guo calculated that he spent a lot of money to hold this banquet." Zhang

Fugui combined the information he knew and answered He Feihong.

"Don't look at him showing mercy all day long, but this kid is also a powerful person in business. He is famous for being poisonous, quick and ruthless." He Feihong picked up the cake on the table and after taking a bite, he seemed to think it tasted good, and then directly

He handed the rest of the cake to Guan Yu.

This set of actions made Zhang Fugui's eyes twitch.

If this were a poison test, the order would seem to be reversed.

If this is a reward, there is no need to eat it yourself first.

After thinking about it, it seems that only lovers can do such an action.

"Poison? Fast? Cruel?" Hearing He Feihong's comment, Zhang Fugui couldn't help but be a little confused.

After all, from a literal sense, these three are not good words.

"With a vicious eye, a quick strike, and a ruthless attitude, how else could this guy have reached this point at such a young age? Those people in the entertainment industry are all cannibals. How can he carve out his own niche in this world?"

Heaven and earth are definitely not relying on his poor pick-up skills." He Feihong explained to Zhang Fugui, and then handed Guan Yu a tissue, indicating for her to wipe the jam from the corner of her mouth.

Just as Zhang Fugui and He Feihong were chatting, the lights of the banquet suddenly hit the center of the venue.

Then a group of service staff gently took all the guests away from the center of the venue in order to free up the space in the middle.

Finally, Guo Zheng took the microphone and walked slowly to the middle of the venue. It seemed that he was here to guest host.

"Dear guests, let us welcome the organizer of this banquet, Mr. Lin Kun, Chairman of Dafuhao Entertainment Company." After Guo Zheng said this, he walked out of the venue, making Zhang Fugui next to him sigh.

It doesn't seem difficult to be the host.

Lin Kun didn't expect that Guo Zheng would call him on the stage after just one sentence. He had obviously given him the script in advance.

I remember Guo Zheng vowed to himself that he would host without script.

Is this called unscripted?

I am afraid that except for fools and deaf-mute people, everyone can do this.

But since he took the microphone, Lin Kun, who glared at Guo Zheng, had no choice but to go to the center of the venue.

For a while, there were warm cheers all around, and several video machines had even been set up at some point.

Zhang Fugui also shouted to Lin Kun with great support: "Get off! Get off!"
Chapter completed!