Everyone was startled, and Rao Qiang quickly stopped Lin Feilong: "Forget it, don't argue with a loser. It's not worth teaching a loser at my mother's birthday party."
Lin Qiming originally disliked seeing Yang Tian, but now Yang Tian actually exchanged words with Lin Feilong in front of him.
He immediately shouted: "Yang Tian, why are you talking to your brother? Apologize to your brother quickly."
"It's my intention to ask you to arrange a birthday banquet. As my son-in-law, isn't it right for you to spend this amount of money?"
"Swish, swish, if you feel uncomfortable, just pay the money and get out."
Others also echoed: "That's right, I'm just a door-to-door son-in-law. What's wrong with asking you to pay some money? How dare you talk back to me."
"I think you don't want to do it anymore."
Yang Tian's face turned gloomy. He paid for this birthday banquet, but these people didn't contribute at all. Instead, they all blamed him.
Even Lin Xue's pretty face was filled with anger.
After all, Yang Tian is her husband, and she can't look at everyone in front of her and target Yang Tian like this.
Just as he was about to speak, Rao Qiang suddenly said: "This loser sees that we are doing better than him, and his heart is unbalanced. Whatever, for my sake, just keep him. After all, he wants to integrate into our circle."
, let’s give him a chance.”
"Second uncle is still generous. Otherwise, a waste like Yang Tian wouldn't be worthy of attending such a birthday banquet."
Rao Qiang is the manager of Huanxi Media, and everyone in the Lin family wants to curry favor with him, so when he speaks, no one targets Yang Tian anymore.
Then Rao Qiang said proudly: "I know that my mother is old and has difficulty moving, so I spent a lot of money to buy a wheelchair for my mother, which can be regarded as my filial piety."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Lin family burst into compliments again, with Lin Feilong bearing the brunt.
After enjoying everyone's favor, Rao Qiang turned his attention to Yang Tian.
He said sarcastically: "Yang Tian, right? You also know that this is my mother's birthday party. Have you prepared a birthday gift for my mother?"
"If you don't take me seriously, I don't have to worry about you, but if you don't take my mother seriously, then I really have to ask you out."
Yang Tian said in surprise: "What a coincidence, the one I gave to my second wife is also a wheelchair. I wonder what kind of wheelchair you bought for your second wife?"
Everyone turned their attention to Yang Tian.
Then they all shook their heads. What kind of wheelchair could this trash give? It was definitely a million miles away from the wheelchair Rao Qiang gave him.
But Rao Qiang frowned: "My wheelchair will be delivered in a moment. Where is yours?"
"What a coincidence, my wheelchair will be delivered soon."
Rao Qiang frowned again: "How much did your wheelchair cost?"
Yang Tiandao: "It didn't cost much, it was a gift from a friend."
Rao Qiang breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, the wheelchair he sent was just the most common wheelchair on the market, with a total value of less than two thousand.
If Yang Tian gave a better gift than him, his face would be lost.
So he said to Yang Tian: "A friend gave it to you? What good thing could it be? You call your friend and ask him to throw away the broken wheelchair he gave you. My high-end wheelchair is enough."
Yang Tian frowned and said, "How do you know that your wheelchair is better than mine?"
Rao Qiang's face was very disdainful: "You still have the nerve to take out the wheelchair that your friend gave you. I asked you to throw it away because I gave you a step down. Don't be ungrateful."
Lin Feilong also echoed: "That's right, you are a waste and it doesn't cost anything to give you a gift. What a good thing it can be. Let your friends throw it away. Don't bring it out to embarrass people."