The birthday banquet was held in Fengfu. When Yu Xing and his group arrived, there were already carriages outside the mansion.
The lanterns are decorated with colorful lanterns, with hand-woven knots hanging on both sides, and strings of unique and exquisite lanterns hanging on them.
A middle-aged man with a smile stood by the door, clasped his fists at every guest entering the door, receiving gift boxes and gift lists, while responding to congratulations. The breeze blew through his clothes made of precious fabrics, causing his wide sleeves to whirl slightly.
"Congratulations--"
"Oh, Mr. Jin is polite, please come in quickly."
"Butler Feng is also radiant today. I parted last time..."
He said politely about the car wheel, and it was a little noisy for a while.
It was the time for guests to enter the door, and there were a lot of people. Yu Xing could see several members of the wealthy business family who had been patrolled by him the night before yesterday.
But what is more conspicuous than these people is the huge resentment that covers the entire Feng Mansion. The invisible resentment is slightly like a wisp of smoke in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Yu Xing's eyes, it is like a surging black tornado, almost covering the color of the sky.
This is a cloudy day, or in other words, the closer you get to Fengfu, the more gloomy the weather becomes.
Among the surging black resentment, some dim golden characters occasionally flashed, embedded on them, as if there was no rule, but when you look closely, these characters are like chains, locking the resentment in a hemispherical space, like an upside-down bowl, holding the entire building of the Fengfu.
First, we gather resentment and prevent it from spreading out. Second, we will hold back the dead and keep all the existences without "invitation letters".
People who have no birthday party invitations will never be able to enter.
To put it more intuitively, the Fengfu was only open to outsiders today for one day throughout the year.
It is precisely because of this that the birthday banquet is so important, because Master Feng and even all masters are extremely mysterious and do not go out often. This is the only opportunity for those wealthy businessmen to meet with all masters.
As long as you are attracted by all the masters and mention a few more words, you may be a lifetime of wealth.
Everyone wants to seize this opportunity.
Ren Yi looked at everything outside the carriage with Qian San's face, and his spine was faintly cold.
The rich businessmen painted an absurd portrait of one hypocritical and flattering smile after another, and the shrewd and arrogant expression of the Fengfu butler.
No matter how rich or high your status is, when facing a butler, you will automatically put yourself in a lower position, put your stern and bow your knees.
He whispered: "The madness of these people is like being brainwashed."
"Maybe not like." Zhao Mou's role is more dedicated. He grasped Mrs. Xue's tone and expression, snorted and said disdainfully, "When a person is deified and something is given meaning beyond common sense, those followers become crazy believers."
Those who don’t love money so much should regard money as their lives.
The general environment will distort a person's thoughts, and if everyone is doing it, strange things will become orthodox.
In this cursed town, the rich businessmen's love for money and their admiration for all masters have obviously reached the limit of being sought after, becoming a sick branch. If they continue, sooner or later, this branch will pollute the main trunk and destroy the entire town.
Those who resisted, those poor and those who were treated unfairly, might have felt this pathological atmosphere that they were alert to the perception of danger and determined to break the current situation.
"It's all marketed." Yu Xing's beautiful maid showed a smiley expression on his face. "Master Wanban is a god who was created. Mrs. Xue came to Fengtou Town early to build momentum for him, and then saved the town that was about to be flooded in the public eye. Maybe the cause of the flood was also written by Wanban Master, and the evil spirits in the river could not be formed naturally in a short period of time."
"The firefighters set fire by themselves, and the detectives kill by themselves. This is an ancient town. The people here have never seen the intrigues in the prosperous capital. How can they tell whether the gods created by all the masters are true or false?"
Zhao Mou shook his head slightly: "The high-pressure environment needs a vent. When the curse has not dissipated, the stronger the person is, the more likely he is to be regarded as a pillar of the mind. They cannot be blamed for being stupid."
"Let's go, it's time to get off the bus."
They had been waiting in the carriage for a while, and many wealthy ladies had already entered, and the outside of the door became a little quieter.
Yu Xing took the lead in getting off the carriage, stretched out his hand diligently next to the carriage, and served as the focus for "Mrs. Xue" when getting off the car.
Zhao Yijiu followed his brother's footsteps and left "Qian San" at the end. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Qian San, who got off the car in the end, had a low status and was not even looked down upon by Mrs. Xue.
Butler Feng, who was welcoming guests, listened to all directions and saw this scene in his eyes, without thinking that there was nothing wrong with it.
Even compared to those wealthy businessmen, he smiled at Mrs. Xue’s group more sincerely. After all, he was an accomplice in the organization. When doing business, he really needed to establish a good relationship.
"Mrs. Xue! It's a big visit, I'm not welcome!"
Zhao Mou waved his hand, and the maid Yu Xing immediately delivered the gift box he was holding. There was actually nothing there, just to be a good look. After all, there were many guests today. Although Mrs. Xue is one of the most capable subordinates of the masters, the wealthy businessmen could not see this.
Butler Feng took the gift and his eyes remained on Yu Xing.
Compared to the false gift list, he was still more interested in this maid he had never seen before.
Among these four people, Mrs. Xue and Qian San are members of the organization. They were invited on the surface, but in fact they each had tokens that could enter and exit the Xue Mansion at will, and were not affected by the sealed gate formation.
The men of the Xue family are Mrs. Xue's husband. Today, they can only get invitations as partners and come in to eat the table.
But the maids who appear here are strange because they are not allowed to take care of their servants at this birthday party. Even Mrs. Xue has never brought any extra pomp on such occasions.
What's more, he is a strange woman he has never seen before.
Thinking of this, Butler Feng's eyes became gloomy. However, before he could ask, the little maid who handed the gift box to him giggled. The voice was not loud, and it sounded cutely and strangely in his ears: "Do you want to give your eyes to me for food?"
The taste is right!
The butler was not angry at all for being offended, but instead felt relaxed.
This tone, this feeling, what else can it be if it is not a friend in the organization?
Mrs. Xue whispered in a low voice: "This is a newcomer. I'm temporarily pretending to be a maid in my mansion. Don't ask too much questions if you shouldn't ask. I gave her an invitation."
The housekeeper knew that because there were outsiders around him, he only took back his gloomy eyes and changed into a smile: "Hahaha, Mrs. Xue's gift is as generous as ever, please come in quickly!"
As for Qian San, after he handed over the gift box, he only received a slightly perfunctory greeting.
Chapter completed!