Originally there were many people waiting to see the joke, but at this moment, they were all disappointed.
Qin Fei looked incredulous: "How is this possible? What qualifications does he have to receive an invitation from an official?"
Mr. Qin spent a lot of money to get two invitation letters, but now Yang Chen also got an invitation letter, which made him unable to accept this fact.
The security captain glanced at Qin Fei coldly: "You'd better pay attention to your words and deeds. I have personally verified this gentleman's invitation letter. Do you still want to question it?"
"Shut up!" Qin Fei was about to explain when he was stopped by Mr. Qin's scolding.
"I'm really sorry. It was my grandson Qin Fei who made a mistake. I, Qin Kun, am here to apologize to everyone." Mr. Qin stood up and apologized to the guests around him.
Even though he is just a security guard for the official family, it still represents the official family, and Mr. Qin does not dare to offend easily.
Qin Fei's face was extremely ugly, and he felt like everyone was mocking him.
Yang Wei watched all this with great interest and remained silent. Seeing that the matter had calmed down, he deliberately said: "I'll just say it! Mr. Yang is a distinguished guest of my Yang family, how could he come uninvited?"
This made Qin Fei's expression even more ugly: "Young Master Yang, I'm afraid you are mistaken. This guy is a good-for-nothing son-in-law of my Qin family who was expelled from the family. What qualifications does he have to get an invitation letter from an official family? Maybe he got an invitation from someone else.
It was stolen from me."
Yang Chen remained silent, picked up the white porcelain tea cup, and took a sip.
"Young Master Qin, you said that this kid is the good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Qin family. Could it be that he slept with your cousin's little security guard five years ago?" A young man at the same table suddenly asked with a smile.
"Young Master Xu's guess is correct. It's this bastard. If it hadn't been for this, our Qin family wouldn't have been humiliated for so many years."
Someone asked about these old things. Qin Fei was very cooperative and looked at Yang Chen with a mocking look: "What's even more disgusting is that this bastard disappeared for five years after getting married. Guess, he went
where?"
"Master Qin, please stop being so secretive and tell me quickly!" someone urged.
"He went to serve as a soldier. He has been there for five years and he just came back a month ago." Qin Fei said with a smile.
"You have been a soldier for five years! You must be pretty awesome, right?" the young man from before asked in pretended surprise.
The people who can sit here are all rich or noble, so why would they look down on a peer who has been a soldier for five years?
“It’s pretty cool!”
Qin Fei said sarcastically: "It is said that they are pigs that have been raised in the army for five years, hahahaha..."
"Hahaha......"
Everyone at the table laughed exaggeratedly.
"Young Master Qin, how can you say that he is also the son-in-law of the Qin family? Is he really so unbearable?"
Another young man joked, his words full of joking.
"Son-in-law of the Qin family?"
Qin Fei sneered and said disdainfully: "His bitch wife is also a fool, and she still wants to be with this kind of trash. Now that their family has been expelled from the family by my grandfather, you must never bring him with her again.
The Qin family counts as one."
"When did my wife become your subject of conversation?"
Yang Chen spoke calmly, gently put down the white porcelain tea cup, and stared at Qin Fei.
His face was as sharp as a knife, with a hint of indifference hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his dark pupils were shining with a frightening luster.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Qin Fei seemed to see a flash of purple cold light in Yang Chen's eyes.
Suddenly, the temperature of the entire banquet hall seemed to drop several degrees, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.
Qin Fei, who was being stared at by Yang Chen, felt even more clearly and trembled all over, as if he was not facing a person, but a demon from Jiuyou, which made him extremely frightened.
But only for a moment, he threw this unrealistic thought out of his mind and said angrily: "This is the truth that everyone in Jiangzhou knows, did I say something wrong?"
"wrong!"
The expression on Yang Chen's face has completely disappeared, and his voice has become much colder.
Qin Fei raised his eyebrows and argued: "This is the fact, why is it wrong?"
Yang Chen responded indifferently: "Aren't those things all done by the Qin family in cooperation with you in order to obtain the Sanhe Group from Qin Xi?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a deathly silence all around!
Even the conversations at the nearby tables stopped, and everyone looked at Yang Chen in surprise.
Mr. Qin and Qin Fei were also shocked. Qin Fei was indeed behind this incident. Mr. Qin only found out about it later, but in order to get Sanhe Group, he still suppressed the matter.
Except for their grandfather and grandson, no one knew about it. How did Yang Chen know?
If this matter is really exposed, the Qin family will really lose their face.
These days, the Qin family has received investment from the Yang family, and has established relationships with some good families and companies in Jiangzhou, and is developing very rapidly.
Recently, many people have taken the initiative to invite Qin Fei to dinner in order to establish a relationship with the Qin family. He has been distracted for a long time and has almost forgotten that Yang Chen almost killed him before.
At this moment, Yang Chen scolded him and told the truth about five years ago, and he was immediately ashamed and angry.
"How dare you talk nonsense in an official's house? Do you know how to write the word "death"?"
Qin Fei suddenly stood up, his eyes full of anger.
Yang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flickered: "Indeed, I don't know how. How about you teach me how to write it?"
Qin Fei's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent. After all, he was still confident. He took a few steps forward and came to Yang Chen, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth: "Since you don't know how to write, I will teach you how to write!"
After he finished speaking, he grabbed an unopened bottle of Romanée-Conti red wine and smashed it hard on Yang Chen's head.
The moment the wine bottle just fell, Yang Chen stretched out a hand like a ghost and grabbed his wrist fiercely.