Feng Xiaoyong walked into the crowd first and quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Her sister Feng Yuyan asked angrily: "Where have you gone? I don't know what day it is today. There are no rules at all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zheng led Wang Sisi and slowly appeared.
Feng Xiaoyong glanced at his sister with some pride and smiled at his father: "Dad! Is this birthday gift I prepared for you okay?"
"Wen Zheng?"
Feng Shixiong murmured and stood up from his chair. The people who were originally surrounding him immediately stepped aside.
He patted Feng Xiaoyong's arm and said with a smile: "Yes, you are more capable than me. I spent money and found connections but couldn't invite Wen Zheng out of the mountain, but you actually invited him here."
"Dad, I have a reliable relationship with him, it's just a matter of words."
Feng Xiaoyong pretended to be relaxed and said.
Wen Zheng took a deep look at Feng Shixiong, who was about sixty years old, and thought to himself that this old man might have known about his return.
"oh?"
Feng Yutang deliberately spoke loudly and looked at Feng Xiaoyong with a half-smile, "So, our dad is not as proud as you? Can you solve the things that my dad can't do with just one sentence?"
Feng Xiaoyong was stunned for a moment and wanted to explain, but when he came in front of his elder brother, his words became unscrupulous.
In fact, you can't blame him for this. He has been bullied since he was a child, which is considered a natural suppression.
"Okay, brothers, stop picking on each other."
Feng Shixiong said lightly.
Feng Yutang quickly lowered his head and smiled.
Feng Shixiong strode to Wen Zheng's side, stretched out his hand and said: "Welcome, welcome. It's really hard for you to invite me. Oh, this is your girlfriend Wang Sisi, come on, sit down and talk."
Wang Sisi was flattered and nodded hurriedly.
After Wen Zheng shook hands, he subconsciously glanced at Feng Shixiong's hand.
It stands to reason that such a business leader, even if he is over sixty years old, should have some strength in his hands. However, when the two shook hands, he did not feel how much strength the other party had.
Why did it become like this?
Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Shixiong pulled him to his seat.
"It's time to disperse, everyone go back to their places."
Feng Shixiong said as he walked, pulled Wen Zheng to sit next to him, and then motioned to Wang Sisi to sit next to Wen Zheng.
When the two Feng Yutang brothers saw Wen Zheng and Wang Sisi occupying their own seats, they wanted to sit down one after another. After all, it was their father's arrangement, and they couldn't say anything.
However, Feng Xiaoyong was obviously one step ahead of them.
The two brothers and sisters looked at each other. Although their faces were unhappy, they still did not have an attack and sat down next to Feng Xiaoyong again.
Without waiting for Feng Shixiong to speak, Wen Zheng directly explained the purpose of his visit, "I often hear Feng Xiaoyong mention you, and I learned that today is your birthday. I originally wanted to prepare some small gifts, but after thinking about it, I don't have much to offer as a singer.
It's just a good thing for singing, so I have to give it to you as a CD. You can order whatever songs you want to listen to."
Feng Yuyan murmured in a low voice: "Apart from the great value, there really is nothing worth getting."
Although her voice was low, the people at the table heard her clearly.
Everyone knows that the old man failed to invite Wen Zheng before. It is said that he does not care about money, and the relationship behind him is extremely hard. The old man and his son came forward and were met with disgrace.
The scene became awkward instantly.
Wen Zheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "The company rarely lets me take on events. For many things, I have to go to my agent. I really don't know about this."
"Everyone has difficulties, I understand."
Feng Shixiong waved his hand and sighed, "I'm very happy that you can come. Forget about singing, let's just drink tea and chat. I have always been curious about how you wrote the song "Broad Sea and Sky". I will wait for you to come.
You have to explain it to me later."
Wen Zheng was quite surprised and couldn't help but glance at Feng Xiaoyong. Seeing that he was also quite confused, he could only agree with a smile.
At this time, he was sure in his heart that the old man not only knew in advance that he would come, but he had also studied him!
Otherwise, how would you know that you don’t like singing on such occasions?
After all, this old man is indeed not simple. At least in such a position, he can still compare his feelings with his own.
This is like a household with ten thousand yuan, seeing a beggar with a few pieces of change in a broken bowl, and still considering things from his perspective sincerely. This is really not easy, and it goes far beyond the category of being approachable.
When Feng Yutang heard that his father was not going to perform Wen Zheng's performance, he rolled his eyes and understood the general idea in an instant.
He smiled and said: "Dad, it's not easy for Wen to come here. Why don't we let him sing a song? They say his live performance is very stable. It's an eye-opener for us. It's rare to have such an opportunity. I think some of you here will
At least we are his fans, he doesn’t want to disappoint us either.”
Feng Yuyan is also a good person, and immediately echoed: "Wen Zheng, I am an old fan of yours. I like your song "Brother is a Legend" the most, so let's sing this one first." After that, someone took the microphone.
.
Wen Zheng smiled dryly.
If it weren't for the wrong situation, he would have gone crazy.
Sing "Brother is a Legend" here?
Unless he gets kicked in the head by a donkey.
This isn't asking him to sing. It's obviously because he wants to make a fool of himself and treat him like a monkey.
"Nonsense!"
Feng Shixiong stepped forward to rescue him, "I'm here to celebrate my birthday. There are no singers here today."
Feng Yutang pretended not to know, and said: "Hey... the birthday gift Xiaoyong brought was Wen Zheng, but Wen Zheng also came to celebrate his birthday, and he didn't sing. So... how do you calculate this? I'm a little unclear, I always feel
Something is wrong, something is missing."
"Lack of sincerity."
Feng Yuyan answered, "Brother, please don't be so serious. Thank God that Xiaoyong is not angry with our dad. Of those friends around him, which one can stand on the stage? Don't ask for too much." She even glanced at him deliberately as she spoke.
Wen Zheng.
Seeing Wen Zheng looking towards her, she quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Oh, I didn't mean you."
Wen Zheng touched his nose and felt like he was a lost dog. Sure enough, he owed nothing to anyone!
Feng Shixiong didn't know why the brother and sister sang together.
But the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh. Although there are differences in thickness and thickness, it is still my own flesh.
He said calmly: "Don't say a few words. Let's end the family banquet here. I know you are all busy. If you want to leave, you can leave now. Let me chat with my little friends and let me give myself a break."
Fake."
As soon as he finished speaking, many of the Feng family members who really had something to do left one after another, but there were also many people who were already sitting down.
When Feng Xiaoyong saw Feng Yuyan looking towards him, he immediately became anxious.
He yelled: "It doesn't matter what I do, I still want to stay here with our dad, can't I?"
Feng Yuyan raised her eyebrows but said nothing.
Feng Yutang smiled and said: "Don't go out and have a good time? Oh, it's because you have no money again, right? I'll give you hundreds of thousands later, spend it as you like. If you want to honor our father, show some sincerity, don't always think about empty gloves
Bai Lang, you are my brother after all, so it doesn’t matter if you are thick-faced, but where should we put the Feng family’s face?”
Wen Zheng couldn't bear it anymore after listening to Feng's sarcastic remarks.
He looked at Feng Shixiong and asked with a smile: "I heard just now that someone gave you an ancient book?"
Feng Yutang coughed slightly and said: "I gave it as a gift. It's not worth a few bucks when I bought it from overseas. After many twists and turns, it only cost one or two billion. It's all small money. As long as our dad is happy, it's all worth it."
good."
"One or two billion?"
Feng Yuyan pretended to be surprised, "There are so many flowers?"
Feng Yutang smiled and said: "It's not too much. It costs a lot of money just to find clues. The main reason is that the labor cost is too expensive. I believe Wen Zhengshen understands this."
Feng Yuyan added, "How can you compare to Wen Zheng? He makes billions of dollars from just one movie!"
"Oh, haha... I forgot," Feng Yutang patted his forehead, "Look at my memory, I shouldn't show it off. I'm sorry, Mr. Billions."
Feng Xiaoyong couldn't stand it anymore.
He slapped the case and stood up, shouting: "Who can show you this weird behavior! My brother Wen Zheng made billions in less than half a month, can you do it?"
"It really doesn't work."
Feng Yutang nodded and said with a smile, "With the few companies under my control, sometimes it only lasts a few days. But money, no matter how much you earn, you have to spend it to make it interesting. If you just earn but don't spend it, wouldn't you become an iron rooster?"
He looked at Wen Zheng and asked seriously: "Do you agree with my point of view?"
Wen Zheng nodded and said: "To me, money is just something external to me. If I don't bring it with me when I am alive, and if I don't take it with me when I die, it doesn't mean anything."
He looked at Feng Shixiong, whose face was ashen, and then smiled and said: "Old man, can you let me see that ancient book? It's really shameful for me to come here to celebrate my birthday with nothing, so I'll give you the whole life. It's also good for everyone.
Busy and lively.”
Feng Shixiong was stunned for a moment, then asked someone to fetch the ancient music score, and said with a wry smile: "I'll make you laugh. It doesn't matter whether the gift is a gift or not. Just make yourself comfortable. Don't force it."
Wen Zheng nodded and reached out to open the box.
"You should take your time with your tricks."
After Feng Yutang reminded him, he gradually came back to his senses and asked in a dumbfounded voice, "You don't think the ancient music score I bought is fake, do you?"
Wen Zheng just rolled his eyes at him.
Wang Sisi had a worried look on her face and some reproach in her eyes. She had already reminded her to prepare gifts, but Wen Zheng refused to listen.
It's fine now, and it's a delightful sarcasm.
Feng Xiaoyong came to Wen Zheng's side and whispered: "Brother, why don't you forget it? This thing is really expensive and I can't afford to pay for it."
Talking room.
Wen Zheng had already spread out the ancient music scores with the help of people around him.
As he read it, he couldn't help but admire: "What a good thing. What our ancestors left behind are all good things. Judging from today's knowledge of music theory, this music score can be said to have very exquisite chords."
Feng Shixiong knew the words but couldn't understand them, so he could only laugh along.
Feng Yutang said proudly: "You get what you pay for, this is a foreign country..."
"Isn't it ours?"
Wen Zheng interrupted unceremoniously, "What happened abroad? Even if they stole it, how could they learn it? If you look at Japanese music, it's all minor chords, mostly simple chords. It sounds eerie, without any grandeur or solemnity.
Learned.”
Feng Yuyan nodded subconsciously, but others couldn't quite understand.
Feng Yutang said angrily: "If you want to do tricks, do them quickly. This is not a place for you to show off your knowledge."
Wen Zheng looked at him and said blankly: "Who said I'm going to do tricks? My whole job is to do tricks?"
After saying that, he looked at Feng Shixiong and said with a smile: "Are there pens, paper, piano and flute here?"
"You want to play this ancient score?"
Feng Shixiong suddenly became interested and immediately ordered, "Find the things quickly."
Wen Zheng shook his head and said: "No, it's just that it's not interesting to play, and you might not like to listen to it. I plan to compose a new song based on this."
Everyone was stunned.
After a few breaths.
Feng Yutang, who had calmed down, couldn't help but ridiculed: "Although I don't understand music, I know that this is different from current music. Are you sure you want to get rid of the essence and waste this music score? I have found someone to play it before,
Although I don’t quite understand it, I can feel the momentum in it, which is far from comparable to today’s music. I advise you not to insult our ancestors, I can hear the good and the bad.”
Wen Zheng curled his lips, turned to look at the people around him, and asked loudly: "Who knows how to play the flute? I need someone to help me."
The whole hall was silent.
"I can."
Feng Yuyan blurted out subconsciously. Seeing that only Wen Zheng said "good", she was a little confused.
At this moment, everyone was petrified.
This young man doesn't care about the situation, he speaks like a tiger or a wolf, he absolutely speaks like a tiger or a wolf!