Li Siwen smiled calmly, his expression like a peaceful lake, without a trace of ripples. If he only faced Lu Shaofeng today, he would be too lazy to answer him. What can he say to a pig?
But Zheng Jiayu was different here. This cold and arrogant woman would be his future opponent, and he also understood clearly that Zheng Jiayu showed up at the party because she came after him.
"What kind of person you are with, you have to say what kind of things, and analyze the future situation with you. To be honest, I'm afraid you won't understand." Li Siwen said to Lu Shaofeng.
Lu Shaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then counterattacked with a cold face: "I don't understand the joke? Do you think I'm deaf?"
"It has nothing to do with your ears, but everything to do with your knowledge." After Li Siwen finished speaking, his expression suddenly became serious, and his voice was cold and he said: "Do you understand when I talk to you about the stock market? Do you understand when I talk about investment with you?
Do you understand when I talk about technology with you? Let me ask you the simplest question, do you know what the Internet is?"
"What...what network?" Lu Shaofeng was obviously stunned, while Zheng Jiayu on the side looked obviously surprised.
When Li Siwen said these words one by one that were basically only used in the West, her first reaction was who is this person?
Before coming to Caozhou, she did some research on Li Siwen and heard from some gossip that this Li Siwen was a local citizen and had never gone to school.
But when she thought about Li Siwen's influence in Caozhou Shopping Mall, she felt that there must be something wrong with it, so she attended this class reunion.
At this time, she was more convinced of this idea. How could these words come from the mouth of an illiterate? Even international students may not know so much, right?
At this moment, she finally heard words that shocked her.
On the other hand, Li Siwen ignored Lu Shaofeng, but looked at Zheng Jiayu and asked with a smile: "Miss Zheng, are you back from studying abroad?"
"How do you know?" Zheng Jiayu calmed down the restlessness in his heart and asked in a low voice.
"It's very simple. You are the CEO of Delisi. The trademark of Delisi was registered in 1989, which is a homophony of the English word delicious. It must be that only Miss Zheng has such an avant-garde idea." Li Siwen explained.
Zheng Jiayu secretly took a breath. Her father had asked her for her opinion on this name, and Li Siwen had indeed chosen it right.
But what really surprised her was not Li Siwen's guess, but the other party's English pronunciation. The standard of the delicious sentence was even worse than her own.
"I really didn't expect that Mr. Li knew so much." Zheng Jiayu was silent for a while before saying this, and then asked tentatively: "Mr. Li also studied abroad?"
"I only know a little bit about it, and besides, I haven't studied abroad either," Li Siwen replied.
"Then where did you get all this knowledge?" Zheng Jiayu frowned.
"Of course I read it from the book. There is an old Chinese saying that the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade." Li Siwen explained.
Zheng Jiayu glared at Li Siwen with some dissatisfaction. Only a ghost would believe it if he read it in a book. However, she did not continue to ask, but the seeds of curiosity had been planted in her heart.
Lu Shaofeng, who was sitting aside, felt a little embarrassed watching the two chatting. He wanted to take this opportunity to insult Li Siwen and let everyone see the gap between them.
But now it seems that not only did he fail to succeed, but the other party's words about the Internet made him confused.
The dinner ended in this atmosphere, and Lu Shaofeng then arranged for everyone to go to the entertainment hall in the club to sing and dance.
After everyone left one by one, Lu Shaofeng asked Zheng Jiayu in a low voice: "Miss Zheng, what on earth is this Internet?"
"Future technology, to make it easier for you to understand, should be called computers." Zheng Jiayu replied softly.
"Damn, it's just a computer, and the entire Internet, do you really think I'm illiterate?" Lu Shaofeng said very unhappily.
Zheng Jiayu sighed helplessly. She finally saw that the gap between Lu Shaofeng and Li Siwen was not just a tiny bit, but a world of difference.
The entertainment hall in the club is very large. It is mainly a place for rich people to drink and dance. As soon as everyone entered, they were immersed in the dazzling spotlights.
In this era, dancing is one of the rare entertainment items, and there are very unique classic dance steps.
Fast four, slow four, and very old-fashioned disco are extremely popular in this era.
So as the dance music played, everyone jumped on the dance floor to dance, which was very lively.
However, Li Siwen and Zhou Wenjing were always sitting in the corner, the former enjoying the wine, and the latter timidly staring at the dance floor.
"I have never been to a place like this." At some point, Zhou Wenjing muttered in a low voice, and suddenly asked: "Sven, can you dance?"
"Me?" Li Siwen was stunned, and just about to answer, he saw Zheng Jiayu walking over. She was holding a glass of red wine and walked directly to Li Siwen with a cold smile on her face: "Mr. Li,
Won’t you ask me to dance?”
"Asking you to dance?" Li Siwen was stunned. What kind of medicine was this woman selling?
"Yes, for such a lively gathering, as the master of Caozhou, of course you must behave like a master." Zheng Jiayu smiled: "Don't say you can't."
The following words seemed to be sarcastic and provocative. In Zheng Jiayu's opinion, after she said these words, Li Siwen would jump even if she had to bite the bullet, because she could see from the dinner table that Li Siwen
His character is very tough.
But what she didn't expect was that Li Siwen just smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't dance, and I really can't fulfill my friendship as a landlord."
"Miss Zheng, I just said, he is just a country bumpkin, why do you have to embarrass him." Lu Shaofeng walked over and looked at Li Siwen with a sarcastic face, and looked at Li Siwen from time to time with his sinister eyes.
Zhou Wenjing next to Wen seemed to be conveying something intentionally.
Lu Shaofeng was still polite at the dinner table. After all, he viewed Li Siwen in a high-dimensional manner at that time.
But I was at a disadvantage when discussing the topic of development. Naturally, I felt resentful and my words were not as polite as before.
"Miss Zheng, let me ask you to dance." Lu Shaofeng said, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The exciting music suddenly became soothing, and then Lu Shaofeng politely stretched out his right hand.
Zheng Jiayu glanced at Li Siwen gently, put the wine glass in his hand helplessly on the coffee table, and placed his slender fingers on Lu Shaofeng's hand.
For some reason, after she and Lu Shaofeng walked onto the dance floor, there was a trace of resentment in her eyes. It was an emotion that even Zheng Jiayu could not express.