The banquet had already begun, and Xing Luo, Zhang Xiyu, and two little guys greeted them at the door of the hotel.
However, because all those present were the top figures in China, the Xiao family had taken precautions within a mile of the hotel, prohibiting reporters and media from coming over, and the Xiao family's guards would report anyone who came in.
After all, the identities of these people are too sensitive and must be taken seriously.
Xing Luo looked at the old people, middle-aged people, and young people who were coming over one after another with a smile on his face, but these were all bosses above the ministerial level, and bosses with greater status and weight. Come here so quickly.
At the ministerial level, the representatives are all provincial governors and above. These people are at least high-ranking officials in the border areas.
But Xing Luo's expression was still dull, and Zhang Xiyu also showed a professional smile. Although they were ministers, they grew up in wealthy families and were already familiar with these powerful bosses. Moreover, the Xiao family and the Zhang family were not Most people can pinch it.
Moreover, those big bosses also know that the power of the Xiao family does not need to please anyone, and they are used to this banquet, and regard it as a occasion to build good relationships, so they are naturally decent.
Everyone who walked in praised Xiaoyin and Xiaolin'er, but Xingluo also smiled and nodded without saying much. Those people also knew that their weight was not big enough, so they did not ask for it. Bored, I walked into the lobby.
After walking in with nearly a dozen powerful people, Xing Luo was very energetic at this time. The next people who came in were all old foxes and oily men, so he had to treat them carefully.
Zhang Xiyu also showed a hint of solemnity, but seeing Xing Luo's calm expression, she felt a little relieved. As long as Xing Luo was by her side, she believed that some difficulties would be solved.
"Dad, how long do you have to stand here? Xiaoyin is already hungry," Xiaoyin shook Xingluo's arm and protested.
"Yes, yes, Lin'er is hungry too. Why don't you just let others take care of you? Why bother us to come out? It's so annoying," Xiao Lin'er pouted, expressing dissatisfaction.
However, Zhang Xiyu hurriedly covered Xiao Lin'er's mouth and whispered in his ear: "Lin'er is good, these people invited by Grandpa Zu are the top people in China. They must be treated with caution and not be careless. ,do you know,"
"But they have disturbed Lin'er's meal time," Xiao Lin'er's face was still dissatisfied.
Xing Luo shook his head helplessly, rubbed Xiao Lin'er's head, glanced at the old people walking outside, looked stern, and said with a slight smile: "It will be fine soon, Lin'er just stand there for a while, My uncle will have someone bring the KFC up to you later, okay?"
"Okay then..." Xiao Lin'er heard Xing Luo's promise and agreed without any anger.
Smiling, Xing Luo took a step forward, greeted the elderly people in front of him, and the middle-aged and young people behind them. He smiled and said to the elderly people: "Mr. Wu, Mr. Yang, Mr. Pan , Mr. Bai, Mr. Liu, I haven’t seen you for many years. Your bodies are getting stronger day by day. I would like to wish these old men a long life and may you be as blessed as the East China Sea."
"You are..." Several old men frowned. It's no wonder that Xing Luo hasn't appeared in the capital for more than ten years. A little blurry.
"Xiao family, Xingzi generation, Xiao Xingluo," Xingluo was not surprised, smiled, cupped his hands, and said softly.
Hearing this, several old men suddenly realized, and they all looked at each other immediately. They did not expect that the youngest son of the Xiao family was actually the king of killers. The younger generations of the Xiao family are really getting stronger with each generation.
"When did you return to the capital? I haven't seen you for so many years. You look like a talented person." Mr. Wu smiled slightly, leaning on a cane, and a warm smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, but it made him look very talented. People cannot see what the old man is thinking.
Xing Luo doesn't mind if the old people call him boy. After all, in terms of seniority, these old people can be regarded as his great-grandfathers.
"Old man Wu, this boy has grown up and even has children. How can he be said to be talented?" Mr. Liu smiled slightly, then took out two bulging red envelopes from his pocket and stuffed them into Xiaoyin and Xiaoyin. In Lin'er's hand, he said with a smile: "Xiaoyin, Lin'er, this money will buy you food, don't be polite to grandpa,"
However, Xing Luo's expression changed and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Liu, you can't do it, you can't do it. The child is still young and can't use so much money. You'd better take it back."
There must be a reason why Xing Luo doesn't accept red envelopes. At their level, some red envelopes are not about bribes, but accepting this red envelope. On the surface, it means that the Liu family and the Xiao family have an affair. A touch of friendship.
Therefore, Xing Luo just quickly refused.
Xiaoyin and Xiaoliner looked at each other, nodded secretly, and at the same time stuffed two bulging red envelopes into Mr. Liu's hands. Xiaoyin said in a sweet voice: "Grandpa Liu, daddy said You can't take money from the elderly. It's not easy to make money for others, and dad will also buy KFC for Xiaoyin. If he accepts this red envelope, he may never buy KFC for Xiaoyin in the future."
Xiao Lin'er was not stupid either, and continued with the next paragraph: "Yes, Grandpa Liu, my uncle also told me that every dollar is hard-earned, and you can't just ask for other people's money."
Hearing what these two little guys said, Xing Luo and Zhang Xiyu also breathed a sigh of relief. They also secretly praised the two little guys for being so clever. As a father, he was embarrassed to say such words, but the child was. Can.
After all, Xiaoyin and Xiaolin'er are only two and three years old. They are childish and have no inhibitions. Moreover, it is also the beginning of their teaching. The two little guys also pushed these things onto Xingluo. As long as Xingluo says no, things will happen. solved.
Moreover, Xiaoyin's words about KFC showed that Xing Luo did not teach them such things. If Xing Luo taught them, they would definitely say some official words, such as what kind of influence they have.
Mr. Liu and the other four old men also showed a look of surprise, which passed away in a flash, but if Mr. Liu continued to insist on stuffing red envelopes into the hands of the two little guys, then Mr. Liu underestimated the financial resources of the Xiao family.
Then, Mr. Liu laughed, rubbed Xiaoyin's head, and said with a smile: "Okay, then Grandpa Liu will take it back. If Xiaoyin is free, you can come to Grandpa Liu's house. Grandpa Liu Can you please eat KFC, please?"