Chapter 121 The reserved banquet hall was occupied, and Hong Yu was ridiculed when he came out
"Shou Changshou, since you came by car, it's just right. You ask Xiaoyu to drive behind Fu Ren, and we go to the hotel together."
Song Wenbing spoke.
"Okay, uncle."
Hong Changshou nodded.
Afterwards, the group of people headed towards the hotel.
On the road.
Sun Shangxiang sat in the car and said in a strange tone: "That boy from the Changshou family is really ignorant. He finally made some windfall, but he didn't know how to save it for future emergencies. In order to compare, he bought a Mercedes-Benz to show off his dignity.
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Song Yifei said: "Rural people are like this, they have too much vanity."
Sun Shangxiang nodded in agreement: "Indeed, he deliberately bought a Mercedes-Benz. I heard people say that it is very impractical to buy a Mercedes-Benz worth two to three hundred thousand yuan just with a car badge."
"It's nothing like our Fu Ren, who spent more than 700,000 yuan to buy this Mercedes-Benz. It's so comfortable to sit in."
Sun Shangxiang leaned on the back seat enjoying herself very much.
"Auntie, you may have made a mistake. I just checked Xiaoyu's car on my mobile phone and it cost more than three million yuan."
At this time, Song Furen's girlfriend Huang Jiajia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around and said.
These words almost made Sun Shangxiang jump out of his skin. He opened his mouth wide, "Three million, my dear."
Song Yifei and Song Wenbing were also shocked and looked at Huang Jiajia.
Sun Shangxiang reacted and asked hurriedly: "Jiajia, are you kidding?"
"Didn't Changshou just say that that car is much cheaper than Furen's?"
Song Furen, who was driving, heard this and was too embarrassed to speak.
Huang Jiajia said: "Auntie, I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, check your phone yourself."
"The car on the phone is exactly the same as Xiaoyu's. The price of the naked car is 2.9 million. If it is sold, it will probably cost more than 3 million."
Sun Shangxiang quickly took the phone and looked at it carefully.
It turned out that the pictures on the phone and the appearance of Hongyu's car were exactly the same, and everyone was immediately dumbfounded.
A Mercedes-Benz costing more than three million yuan, she just laughed at people for just buying a car badge.
Just thinking about it makes me blush.
Song Yifei couldn't help his curiosity and grabbed the phone to confirm, but then fell into silence.
Song Wenbing was the last one to take the phone and look at it, with a happy smile on his face:
"Okay, this little guy Xiaoyu is really low-key and calm enough. He bought such a good car and he didn't even make a move just now. If it had been anyone else, he would have been so embarrassed."
There was something in these words, Song Furen's face turned red, and he felt that his grandfather was calling him blind.
"Yifei, Shangxiang, you should keep your mouth shut and put away those colored glasses from now on, otherwise it will be you who will be embarrassed in the end."
Song Wenbing glanced at Song Yifei and Sun Shangxiang, and then closed his eyes.
"Yes, Dad, we know."
Song Yifei and Sun Shangxiang blushed and nodded.
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Twenty minutes later, everyone arrived at the entrance of Bandung Hotel.
After parking the car, everyone got out of the car one after another.
Song Wenbing took the initiative to walk up to Hong Yu and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, to be honest, how much did you sell your century-old wild ginseng?"
Hong Yu didn't expect that Song Wenbing would suddenly ask him this question. He shrugged and said with a smile, "Uncle, not much."
Song Wenbing laughed and said: "Not much? Isn't that the truth?"
"I already know that your Mercedes-Benz cost more than three million yuan to buy."
Hong Yu smiled awkwardly, he didn't expect his uncle to even know this.
"What? That car costs more than three million?"
Hong Changshou and Hong Xiulian happened to walk over and were shocked when they heard Song Wenbing's words.
They always thought that Hong Yu's Mercedes-Benz cost only a few hundred thousand.
Song Wenbing frowned: "What? You two don't know?"
Hong Changshou shook his head: "I really don't know."
Hong Xiulian said: "Xiaoyu has always told us that the car only cost more than 300,000 yuan."
Song Wenbing laughed and said, "Then you have all been deceived by Xiaoyu."
Hong Changshou turned to look at his son Hong Yu, frowned and asked: "Xiaoyu, does your car really cost three million?"
The matter has been exposed. Hong Yu couldn't admit it or not, so he nodded helplessly, "Dad, it's true."
Hong Changshou couldn't help complaining, "You kid, why did you buy such a good car? It's such a waste of money."
Hong Yu smiled and said: "Dad, isn't this just to give you face?"
Hong Changshou couldn't laugh or cry: "My face is not worth three million."
Song Wenbing tried to smooth things over, "Okay, Changshou, I've already bought the Xiaoyu car anyway, so it's useless to talk about it."
Hong Changshou shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.
Song Wenbing looked at Hong Yu, "Xiaoyu, now it's time to tell the truth, how much did you sell your century-old wild ginseng for?"
Hong Yu scratched his head and was about to speak.
Hong Xiulian next to her had already spoken first.
"Brother-in-law, Hong Yu sold it for 10 million."
When she spoke, her eyes deliberately looked towards Sun Shangxiang and Song Furen.
She had been holding these words in her heart for a long time.
Now look at the mother and son, do they dare to laugh at Xiaoyu?
When the Song family heard the price of ten million, they were all shocked and their eyes widened.
Although, they had already been mentally prepared.
After all, if you can afford a three million luxury car, you must have a lot of money.
But ten million was actually a bit beyond their expectations.
Song Furen's face, at this moment, became extremely ugly, like a bitter gourd.
Before, he actually showed off to Hong Yu that he had earned two million. He even boasted that he asked Hong Yu to come to work in his training institution and earn three thousand a month.
Now that I think about it, it feels very ridiculous.
How can a multi-millionaire value your salary of 3,000 yuan?
Sun Shangxiang even lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Hong Yu's family. This time he was really embarrassed.
"Brother-in-law...uncle."
At this time, several voices suddenly came from not far away.
Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.
I saw Hong Changfu's family of four and Hong Changan's family of three walking this way.
"Changfu, Chang'an, when did you arrive?"
Song Wenbing laughed.
Hong Changfu glanced at Hong Yu's family and replied: "Uncle, I just arrived not long ago."
Song Wenbing said: "Okay, let's go to the hotel and sit and chat for a while, don't stand outside."
Afterwards, a group of people walked into the hotel and arrived at the door of a banquet hall on the second floor.
Just as he was about to enter, a waiter suddenly came over and stopped him: "Gentlemen, I'm sorry, this banquet hall has been booked in advance."
Song Yifei stood up and said, "I made the reservation in advance."
The waiter frowned: "Sir, may I ask what your last name is?"
Song Yifei said: "My surname is Song."
The waiter immediately looked apologetic: "Sorry, Mr. Song, the information I have here shows that this banquet hall was booked by Mr. Wang."
Song Yifei's face darkened, "Impossible, I clearly said hello to your Manager Gong yesterday, please get out of my way."
The waiter said: "Mr. Song, please don't embarrass me. If you don't believe me, you can call our manager Gong personally to confirm."
"Okay, I'll make a call."
Song Yifei took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of hotel manager Gong Yuanhua.
Soon, the call was connected.
Song Yifei sounded a little unhappy: "Manager Gong, what is going on? I didn't agree yesterday that you would reserve the banquet hall No. 206 for me. I will celebrate my father's 70th birthday here today."
Gong Yuanhua on the other end of the phone: "Bureau Song, I'm really sorry. Today is the weekend. There are really too many guests who come to my hotel to book banquets, and they are all distinguished guests. I don't want to offend you, so I made the reservation for you yesterday.
The banquet hall was given to someone else.”
"So, why don't you feel aggrieved and hold your old man's 70th birthday in the hall on the third floor, and I'll give you a 10% discount."
Hearing this, Song Yifei was extremely angry.
The meaning of Gong Yuanhua's words is obvious. He is not an honored guest, so he can be offended.
It doesn’t matter whether you have made a reservation in advance or not, if we don’t give it to you, we won’t give it to you.
Holding back the anger in his heart, Song Yifei said: "Manager Gong, today is a special day. It is my father's 70th birthday. For the sake of past friendship, please help me and give me the banquet hall No. 206, okay?"
Gong Yuanhua said in an embarrassed tone, "Song Bureau, it's not that I won't help, but I can't afford to offend the distinguished guests who are here today, so you just have to make do with it and let the old man celebrate his birthday in the hall on the third floor, where anyway
There are many people, and the elderly like the excitement the most."
"Okay, Director Song, I still have some things to do, so I'll just say that for now."
After that, Gong Yuanhua hung up the phone without giving Song Yifei any face.
Song Yifei was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone. This guy named Gong was so disgusting.
He wanted to leave. Anyway, this was not the only hotel in Jiangling County.
But when I thought about it, I had already notified all my relatives and friends to come here. It would be too troublesome and unlucky to change the hotel before leaving.
Moreover, time is tight, and you may not be able to book banquet halls or private rooms in other hotels.
"Yifei, is it not settled?"
Song Wenbing asked.
Song Yifei nodded: "The person named Gong said that the banquet hall was given to someone else and he asked us to hold a banquet in the hall on the third floor."
Song Furen said angrily: "Isn't this guy named Gong so dishonest? We agreed yesterday and changed our minds today?"
Song Yifei said: "Who told us that our portion is not enough? They don't take us seriously at all, and they are not afraid of losing small customers like us."
Sun Shangxiang asked: "What should we do now?"
Song Yifei sighed, "What else can we do? We can only go to the hall on the third floor to celebrate dad's seventieth birthday."
Song Furen said: "The third floor is so noisy, how can you let grandpa spend his 70th birthday there?"
Song Yifei rolled her eyes at her son and asked, "If you don't go there, where else do you think you can go?"
Song Furen was speechless for a moment.
He knew he didn't have the ability to ask Manager Gong to open a banquet hall.
Song Wenbing didn't care much. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if there is no banquet hall. The third floor is the third floor. The banquet can be held anywhere."
"That can only be like this." Song Yifei said helplessly.
When the group was about to go to the third floor, Hong Yu suddenly spoke.
"How about I make a call and maybe we can book a banquet hall."
Hong Yu originally didn't want to meddle in this business, and it wasn't his father's birthday.
But when I think about it, my uncle is pretty good to his family.
The seventieth birthday is also a day worth remembering. The elderly should be allowed to have a good birthday without any regrets.
"What, can you book a banquet hall?"
Song Yifei stopped and looked at Hong Yu with disbelief.
Hong Yu nodded: "It should be okay."
"Cousin Xiaoyu, you don't think that with two dollars, you can ask Manager Gong to give you the banquet hall, right?"
Song Furen said disdainfully: "Wanlong Hotel is the only five-star hotel in Jiangzhou. The guests who come here every day are either rich or expensive, and they will not be short of your money."
"Of course, if you are willing to give a few million directly, there may be some possibility, but I think you won't be willing to part with it." Song Furen said sarcastically.
He had long been unhappy with being slapped in the face by Hong Yu because of the Mercedes-Benz car incident, so he just took this opportunity to vent his anger.
Sun Shangxiang couldn't help but laugh, "Xiaoyu, we admit that you are a little rich now, but you are considered a sudden rich. Compared with those truly rich people, your connections are far behind."
"As the general manager of Bandung Hotel, Manager Gong contacts all the real rich people or important government officials in Jiangling County. Even if your uncle is the deputy director of the Education Bureau, they don't show face, let alone you who have suddenly become rich.
If people don’t know you, they won’t pay attention to you.”
Hong Changfu's family and Hong Changan's family felt happy when they saw Hong Yu being laughed at.
I feel that Hong Yu really doesn’t know how high the sky is and thinks that everyone will sell his face if he is rich.
The manager of Bandung Hotel, can you sell me face like a country bumpkin?
Song Wenbing glared at Song Yifei's family, "Why are you all so sarcastic? It's great if Xiaoyu has such a heart. Why are you saying sarcastic things without thanking me?"
Song Yifei's family of three were so scolded that they stopped talking.
"Xiaoyu, uncle, thank you for your kindness, but the third floor is quite nice."
Song Wenbing laughed.
He also didn't quite believe that Hong Yu had the ability to make the manager of the Bandung Hotel voluntarily give up a banquet hall.
Hong Changshou echoed: "Xiaoyu, we'd better listen to your uncle and go to the third floor."
Hong Yu felt like a mirror, knowing that no one believed in him.
He didn't care, shrugged and said, "Uncle, Dad, to tell you the truth, a friend of mine knows Manager Gong of this hotel, and we have a very good relationship with him."
As he said that, he had already taken out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Qianqian's number.
Since Liu Qianqian had been in contact with Hong Yu for a day yesterday, she has missed Hong Yu more than before, and she always thinks about being with Hong Yu every day.
Even if we are not together, it would be great to hear Hong Yu's voice.
She was sitting on the sofa in her room at the moment, holding her mobile phone in her hand, wondering for nearly an hour whether she should call Hong Yu and chat for a while.
But I was afraid of disturbing Hong Yu.
Therefore, no action has been taken.
Unexpectedly, the phone suddenly rang at this time, and the number showed that it was Hong Yu calling.
She was completely confused and thought she was dreaming.
I pinched my face hard and it hurt so much that I realized it was not a dream, it was real.