"..." Zhang Yang looked at the naked one hundred yuan and he didn't feel that it was less. For him, one hundred yuan was already a lot, but he felt that the naked one hundred yuan was not worth it without a red envelope.
Great.
"Are there any red envelopes?"
"No, what are you afraid of? Look, many people don't use red envelopes." Liu Biao pointed at those who were receiving red envelopes.
"Ahem..." Zhang Yang suddenly sweated profusely. He couldn't hold a handful of banknotes in his hands. Naturally, he didn't use red envelopes. At this time, Zhang Yang noticed that those who received red envelopes had whole stacks of banknotes in their hands.
This can't help but make Zhang Yang a little shocked.
"Go ahead, I'll go first."
Liu Biao was thick-skinned and pulled Zhang Yang into the crowd, with Zhang Yang following closely behind.
"Liu Biao!"
Liu Biao quickly pushed through the crowd, slammed the little red envelope on the table and shouted, which made Zhang Yang's face heat up, while the other people who were interested in favor looked at the table in astonishment.
The red envelope was stunned for a moment, and I looked at it arrogantly. However, this was the first time I saw such a small red envelope being so loud.
"What? I know Seventh Brother!" Liu Biao's triumphant expression made even Zhang Yang feel ashamed.
However, Liu Biao's words had an effect. Immediately, the eyes around him were different. Even the few people who recorded the red envelopes looked like they didn't dare to take it lightly. They quickly opened the red envelopes and took Liu Biao's one hundred yuan very seriously.
The money and name were written down, and a very special symbol was made behind the name.
"It's your turn." Liu Biao smiled happily and pushed Zhang Yang with the cigarette he got in exchange for the red envelope.
"Oh...Liu Biao's friend Zhang Yang..." Zhang Yang took out the one hundred yuan from his pants pocket and said weakly.
"..."
The people around him couldn't help but were stunned for a moment. However, although the person who recorded the note hesitated, he still accepted the one hundred yuan and wrote down Zhang Yang's name. After thinking for a while, he wrote a row of small characters behind Zhang Yang's name.
:Liu Biao’s friend.
"Give it to me." Liu Biao pulled Zhang Yang out of the crowd and snatched the cigarette from Zhang Yang's hand and said, "If you don't smoke, give it to me. Hehe, this cigarette is the top product in the Furong King series, Diamond
Furong King costs more than one hundred oceans..."
"Ah... ah... these cigarettes cost more than 100 yuan?" Zhang Yang's eyes widened. For him, a pack of cigarettes worth tens of yuan is already too expensive, but a pack of cigarettes costing more than 100 yuan is simply too expensive.
Incredible.
"Of course, when the boss serves wine, he must use this kind of cigarette!" Liu Biao looked down on the flamboyant little citizen.
"..." Zhang Yang looked at Liu Biao with a proud face and was speechless. He knew clearly that the cigarette was worth more than one hundred yuan, but he actually took two hundred yuan as a red envelope, and finally divided it into two parts. I guess Liu Biao is the only one in the world who can do this.
scandal.
"By the way, do you know the boss serving the wine?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.
"...Ahem...this...I know him..."
"He doesn't know you, does he?" Zhang Yang immediately saw through Liu Biao's trick.
"Well..." Liu Biao said weakly.
"Then you still call me here to make a living?" Zhang Yang was very depressed. This guy was just here to make a living, but you still called him.
"Didn't you say you were hungry? ***, now it's my fault. Look at it...it's all delicacies from mountains and seas. Didn't you stop eating? We got red envelopes!" Liu Biao looked like a dog biting Lu Dongbin.
I don’t know what a good heart looks like.
"Eat! Why don't you eat?" Zhang Yang touched his stomach. The bit of moldy bread he started to eat made him hungry again.
"Brothers!"
Liu Biao laughed, and Zhang Yang followed a group of people and sat at a remote table. No one at this table knew Liu Biao, which made Zhang Yang wonder whether Liu Biao was hanging around outside.
The banquet hadn't started yet. Although the dishes were almost served, the chopsticks were not put away. They should have started the banquet together. After sitting down, Zhang Yang had the opportunity to take a closer look at the restaurant.
The restaurant is very large, with at least sixty tables set up. Now there are only a few tables left, and the flow of people at the door is still coming in continuously. The scene is very chaotic, but it is also very quiet, which makes Zhang Yang feel very strange.
There was actually no sound coming from this hall with hundreds of people, which was indeed a bit strange.
Zhang Yang has little experience in decoration, but he can still tell that this is a very high-end hotel. The huge space is decorated with splendor and splendor. In the middle of the hall, there are several huge pillars entwined with long golden dragons, which are lifelike and make people feel like they are here.
The feeling of wanting to fly.
There is a tall glass curtain wall facing the outside of the hall. The glass is very clean without any stains. Below it is a row of magnolia flowers, which embellishes the entire luxurious and glorious hall with a ray of green, making people feel relaxed and happy in the midst of wealth.
After looking at the decorations, he looked at the people again. With just one glance, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that he was the only one wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt in the entire hall. Whether he was elegant or tall, he was wearing a neat suit. At most, the color and shirt tie were a little bit different.
Just the difference.
"There don't seem to be many gangsters here?" Although Zhang Yang usually doesn't fool around with Liu Biao outside, his eyes are still quite poisonous. This is completely different from some gangsters he usually sees. Most of them have friendly faces.
Occasionally, there are some who look fierce and have low eyebrows, which is completely different from those of Liu Biao's bad friends who look like they would rather have no one else in the world.
"Keep your voice down. Most of them are businessmen or bosses in some places. Even though they are all kind-hearted, they are not easy to mess with." Liu Biao quickly pulled Zhang Yang's sleeves and said.
"Oh... By the way, who do you think Brother Seven is?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.
"I don't know, I've never heard of him, but he seems to be no worse than Boss Xiao."
"Who is Boss Xiao?"
"I'm so dizzy, isn't Boss Xiao the boss serving the wine today... Hey... I don't know when I can get to the level of Boss Xiao, who can receive millions of red envelopes just by being promoted and serving the wine, woo hoo...
...When will I be able to get over it..."
"How many million yuan?"
Zhang Yang's eyes almost popped out. Millions is an astronomical figure to him. Although he often hears people talking about how many millions he has, he still doesn't have a clear outline of how big a million is.
heap?
"Hey, let me tell you, Boss Xiao earned at least tens of millions from hosting a banquet this time. Look at how many people there are in this hall, and the private rooms on the second and third floors. There are tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people there.
The red envelopes... Apart from the banquet expenses, you can earn at least about eight million..."
Liu Biao said it with excitement, as if the tens of millions of banknotes were all his. In fact, he was just hearing what Liu Biao said. However, when Liu Biao said this, Zhang Yang thought of the scene when they gave the red envelope just now, and he also believed what Liu Biao said.
There is some basis. If we analyze it from the number of people, three to five million should be easy.
"Why did Boss Xiao get promoted? Why do you have to hold a banquet?"
"This...ahem...I'm not very sure...it's said that several underground casinos in City C are managed by him, and all the underground forces in City C are here to congratulate him..."
"Lower your head, lower your head..."
Suddenly, Zhang Yang grabbed Liu Biao's neck and pushed him under the table. He also squatted under the table. The guests sitting on the table were stunned.
"What are you doing?" Liu Biao broke away from Zhang Yang's hand and got up, smiled at the others and said angrily to Zhang Yang.
"Xiao Yiran, Xiao Yiran..."
Zhang Yang raised his head with a sad face and motioned to Liu Biao to look outside the glass curtain wall. He saw a tall girl wearing a white dress in the corridor outside walking towards the door of the hotel. Obviously, she wanted to come in here. However, the girl
The child did not look inside, but seemed to have a thoughtful look on his face.
[The number of updates is pretty good. Brothers, please vote. Woohoo, I didn’t make the list. I’m so heartbroken.]
