Chapter 122 Song Yifei's family of three apologized and went to Wang Shiyu's house to find the spiritual tree
"Xiaoyu, did you call me for something?"
Liu Qianqian asked excitedly, feeling her little heart pounding.
Xiaoyu actually took the initiative to call himself.
Hong Yu said: "I really want to trouble you with something."
Liu Qianqian said quickly: "If anything happens, just say it."
Hong Yu said: "My uncle is going to hold a banquet for his 70th birthday at the Wanlong Hotel in Gangneung. Unfortunately, there is no separate banquet hall. Do you think you can ask Manager Gong to arrange it?"
Liu Qianqian smiled and said: "I thought it was something. It's a simple matter. I'll call Manager Gong now and ask him to arrange it himself."
Hong Yu said: "Sissi, thank you."
Liu Qianqian smiled and said: "Look, you are being polite to me again."
Hong Yu shook his head and smiled: "Okay, you're welcome then. I'll hang up first."
As soon as he hung up the phone, Song Yifei beside him couldn't help but asked curiously: "Xiaoyu, who were you calling just now?"
Not only him, but everyone was very curious and looked at Hong Yu.
Hong Yu said calmly: "The boss behind the Bandung Hotel, the daughter of Boss Liu."
"What, do you know Miss Liu?"
Song Furen asked in surprise. He felt that Hong Yu was bragging.
Because of his status as a second-generation official, he was not qualified to know the daughter of the Liu family. How could Hong Yu, a countryman, possibly know her?
Hong Yu nodded and said, "It's a bit of a friendship."
Song Furen chuckled and said, "Isn't it the kind of friendship where you meet twice and no one else knows who you are?"
Hearing that the other party was sarcastic about him again, Hong Yu shrugged his shoulders and didn't even bother to talk to Song Furen.
He turned to look at his uncle Song Wenbing and said, "Uncle, let's wait here for a moment. I believe Manager Gong will come over and arrange the banquet hall for us in person later."
Song Wenbing frowned and said worriedly: "Xiaoyu, will this Miss Liu family really sell you face?"
Hong Yu nodded: "It shouldn't be a problem. She agreed on the phone anyway."
Being ignored, Song Furen was a little angry. It was unreasonable for a country bumpkin to not take his cousin seriously despite making a fortune.
He said in a sinister tone: "Maybe someone just said a few perfunctory words to you, and you just believed it."
"I have dealt with this kind of rich people a lot. They often say one thing but do another thing behind their backs."
Song Shangxiang also looked down on Hong Yu from the bottom of his heart. He thought how could such a countryman know the daughter of the big boss behind the Bandung Hotel? He said with some jealousy:
"Fu Ren is right, why does Miss Liu sell her to you to save face?"
"The few millions you have left in your hand are probably not enough to cover Miss Liu's pocket money for a year."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a middle-aged man running over in a hurry.
This middle-aged man is none other than Gong Yuanhua.
He just received a call from his lady Liu Qianqian, saying that Mr. Hong's uncle was celebrating his seventieth birthday and asked him to prepare a banquet hall immediately.
When he heard about his seventieth birthday, he immediately understood what was going on.
After hanging up the phone, he hurried towards the banquet hall No. 206.
Yesterday, he met Hong Yu once and knew that the relationship between Hong Yu and the lady was extraordinary. How could he dare to neglect it?
"Manager Gong?"
Song Yifei's family of three had dined at the Bandung Hotel many times and were relatively familiar with the hotel's general manager Gong Yuanhua. They recognized him at a glance and looked stunned for a moment.
They thought of what Hong Yu had just mentioned on the phone and asked Manager Gong to make arrangements, and now Manager Gong is here. It can't be such a coincidence, right?
Just when they were suspicious, Manager Gong had already arrived in front of Hong Yu, bowed ninety degrees, and apologized:
"Mr. Hong, I'm really sorry. I didn't know you and Director Song were related."
"If I knew, I would never dare to give up the banquet hall reserved by Director Song to anyone else."
"I hope you can forgive me once and don't tell the lady about this. Otherwise, the lady will have to punish me."
Song Yifei's family of three were stunned to see this scene.
His eyes were bigger than copper bells.
The general manager of Wanlong Hotel in Jiangling County actually wanted to pay such a big gift to Hong Yu. Isn't this too unrealistic?
As far as they know, even if a billionaire comes, Gong Yuanhua does not have to be so groveling.
How could it be possible to give such a big gift to Hong Yu, a young man who had made a fortune?
"No, this must be an illusion."
The three of them pinched their thighs secretly, and after gritting their teeth in pain, they had to accept this fact.
Gong Yuanhua really paid tribute to Hong Yu.
Doesn't this also indirectly prove that what Hong Yu said just now is true, and he really knows Miss Liu.
"It's incredible that this country bumpkin really has such a good relationship with Miss Liu."
Song Furen secretly thought that he was a little jealous of Hong Yu.
Hong Changfu's family and Hong Changan's family also had very complicated expressions on their faces.
Originally, they wanted to see how Hong Yu would be embarrassed.
Now, it's great that he is allowed to pretend.
"Why did this kid get all the good luck?"
Hong Changfu couldn't help but muttered.
Hong Changshou, Hong Xiulian and Song Wenbing saw that Hong Yu was so proud that even the manager of the Bandung Hotel was willing to bend down. They felt very proud and had a happy smile on their faces.
Hong Yu looked at Gong Yuanhua in front of him and said with a smile: "Manager Gong, we meet again. Anyone who doesn't know is not guilty. I won't tell your lady what happened today. Please get up."
"Mr. Xie Hong."
Gong Yuanhua nodded in thanks, pointed in the direction of the door of Banquet Hall 206 and said: "I have made arrangements for this banquet hall. Please come in."
After that, he took the initiative to help Hong Yu push the door open.
Afterwards, everyone walked into the banquet hall.
"Okay, Manager Song, you have nothing to do here, go and do your work."
Hong Yu waved his hand.
Gong Yuanhua understood, nodded immediately, and then retreated.
As soon as he left, Song Wenbing became furious on the spot.
"Yifei, Shangxiang, Furen, I think you owe Xiaoyu an apology."
"I've been getting weird here several times, don't think I didn't hear it."
"Hurry up and apologize to Xiaoyu. If it weren't for him today, my seventieth birthday would probably not have gone smoothly."
Song Wenbing said in a tone that could not be refused.
He is not an old fool yet. His son's family of three are targeting Hong Yu at every turn, and he has seen it all.
I had always suppressed my temper and said nothing, just to save some face for my son and his family of three.
After all, today is a happy day.
Who knew that these three people would go even further.
He really couldn't bear it anymore.
Song Yifei's family of three were so shocked that their faces turned red.
Song Yifei said: "Dad, we know we were wrong and we shouldn't look down on Xiaoyu, but it's not very good for me, an elder, to apologize to him, right?"
Hong Changshou was also trying to smooth things over, "Brother-in-law, today is your birthday. Don't say such unhappy things. Guests are coming soon. It's not good to see you."
"There's nothing wrong with having a long life and being seen by others. It's just right for everyone to comment on."
After saying that, Song Wenbing said to Song Yifei again: "If you don't apologize to Xiaoyu today, I won't even bother to celebrate my seventieth birthday."
"Dad, you can't help but, I just apologize."
Song Yifei was very helpless, and his relatives and friends had notified him. If he suddenly changed his mind, he would be embarrassed.
Others will only poke his spine and say he is unfilial.
Looking back at Hong Yu, Song Yifei reluctantly said a few words of apology to Hong Yu.
Later, Song Furen and Sun Shangxiang also apologized to Hong Yu.
Hong Yu's expression remained calm. To be honest, he didn't care at all about Song Yifei's hypocritical apology to the three members of his family.
Because they are not worthy yet.
Today, if it weren't for his uncle's relationship, how could he have been listening to these three people yelling in his ears, and he would have been slapped a few times.
No matter what, dare to chirp in front of him.
Soon after, the guests arrived one after another.
Most of them are Song Yifei's colleagues or related subordinates, and they have received a lot of gifts.
Although Song Yifei, the second-in-command of the Education Bureau, is nothing in front of Gong Yuanhua, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a big shot and they all want to fawn over him.
Otherwise, how could his family of three have the arrogance to look down on Hong Yu's family everywhere?
After drinking and eating, Hong Yu said hello to his uncle Song Wenbing and drove back to Qingxi Town with his father and sister-in-law.
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Three days later, in the early morning, a phone call woke Hong Yu up from his meditation.
He picked up his phone and looked at it, and found that it was the college counselor Teacher Wang.
Teacher Wang would not call me for no reason, there must be something going on.
Hong Yu immediately answered the call.
Soon, a sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Is it classmate Hong Yu?"
Teacher Wang's real name is Wang Min. She is a graduate student at Jiangnan University. She is a famous talented woman and very beautiful. She is the dream goddess of many male compatriots in Jiangnan University.
As soon as she graduated last year, Wang Min was assigned to teach at the school and concurrently served as a counselor in the Department of Economics and Management.
And Hong Yu is a student about to graduate from the Department of Economics and Management.
Hong Yu replied: "Teacher Wang, yes, I am Hong Yu."
Wang Min asked with concern: "How is your father's illness? Has it improved?"
Hong Yu said: "Thank you, Teacher Wang, for your concern. I'm basically fine."
"Oh, that's good."
Wang Min's tone was very gentle: "I'm calling you because there will be a graduation thesis defense on the 1st of next month. You have to prepare well and come to the defense meeting then."
Hong Yu said: "Teacher Wang, I know, I will prepare well."
"Um!"
Wang Min said: "If there are no big problems with your dad, you should rush back to school as soon as possible. Although there are no courses to attend now, the spring recruitment here at the school has basically started. You can't do anything."
Never miss an opportunity.”
Hong Yu said: "Teacher Wang, thank you for your reminder. I understand and I will rush back to school as soon as possible."
"Okay, let's just say this first, bye."
The other person hung up the phone.
Hong Yu held his mobile phone and fell into memories.
Speaking of which, it has been more than a month since he left school, and he really misses campus life.
"When the house at home is built, I will go back to school. No matter what, I will get a diploma."
Hong Yu talked to himself.
Although, with his current ability, a college diploma is no more useful than a piece of waste paper.
But what that piece of paper represents is extraordinary.
That is the result of more than ten years of hard study in my humble life, and it is hard-won.
That is what my father is most proud of. His son is a famous college student, the only one in Hongjia Village.
He could even imagine how happy he would be if he took this diploma home and photographed it in front of his father.
Putting his thoughts away, Hong Yu walked out of the room, stretched out in the yard, and played a few sets of ice boxing.
Ice Fist is simple and crude, without too many fancy moves, and often delivers a fatal blow with one punch.
After these few days of practice, the power seems to be much stronger than before.
Moreover, in the past few days, with the help of the Spiritual Heart Fruit, his cultivation level has also successfully reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.
He is already a high-level Qi refiner.
Putting away his boxing skills, Hong Yu walked to the east courtyard wall, looked at the branches of the planted spiritual heart tree, and showed a satisfied smile on his lips.
The buds seem to have grown a little bit more.
This shows that in the near future, this branch is very likely to grow into a strong spiritual tree.
"Can I plant a few more branches? Not only will this increase the survival rate, but if they all survive, then I will be rich."
In Hong Yu's mind, he couldn't help but imagine a scene where the mountains were covered with spiritual fruit trees.
Just thinking about it makes me feel excited and excited.
After practicing these days, he finally discovered that the further you go, the more spiritual fruits you need to improve your strength.
Only a quarter of the basket of Spirit Heart Fruits bought from Wang Shiyu is left.
But his cultivation level only stayed at the sixth level of Qi Refining. It is estimated that after swallowing it all, he could reach the seventh level of Qi Refining at most.
The result of reaching the ninth level of Qi refining was far worse than what he had expected before.
Therefore, the spiritual fruit of this tree is not enough for him.
Especially after breaking through the Qi Refining Stage and entering the Foundation Building Stage, the spiritual energy required is more than ten times more than that in the Qi Refining Stage.
The more he thought about it, the more Hong Yu yearned for the Spiritual Heart Fruit.
This thing is the guarantee of his future strength.
Without thinking much, he got up and walked out of the yard, got in the car, and arrived at the door of Wang Shiyu's house in Shangyang Village.
Before he even got out of the car, Wang Dezhong, who was squatting at the door eating noodles, spotted Hong Yu.
He immediately stood up and greeted him.
He walked to the car window, smiled at Hong Yu and said, "My good uncle, you know that you will never forget my Shiyu, and I finally look forward to having you here."
Hong Yu: "..."
He glared at Wang Dezhong and warned: "I advise you not to call people random names, otherwise I will be merciless."
Wang Dezhong was so frightened that he trembled all over and said quickly: "Okay, I won't call you uncle. Don't be angry."
After saying that, he immediately turned his head and shouted towards the room at the top of his lungs: "Shiyu, come out quickly, Xiaoyu is here."
Wang Shiyu was washing clothes in the yard. When she heard what her father Wang Dezhong said, she thought he was lying to her.
In the past few days, her father Wang Dezhong has been encouraging her to take the initiative to go to Hongjia Village to find Hong Yu, saying that such an outstanding man might become the husband of another woman at any time if she didn't take the initiative.
She didn't know what Wang Dezhong was thinking. He wasn't thinking about her feelings at all. He just wanted to catch up with Hong Yu, a quick son-in-law. No one in Qingxi Town would dare to bully him in the future. Maybe he could get some money from Hong Yu from time to time.