Chapter 322 Wen’s Birthday
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Wan Li Yu
Hou Chengguo said excitedly: "Oh? Tell me quickly, so that I can come and thank you in person."
Li Jun nodded and said, "This Zhang Yifeng is the former young master of Tianhe Group."
"Tianhe Group? Never heard of it." Hou Chengguo looked confused.
Li Jun explained: "It is a bankrupt group. Zhang Yifeng is still studying in Hangyang City. I think this visit is mostly to attend the birthday celebration of Mr. Wen's family."
"Mr. Wen, who is it?" Hou Chengguo spoke again. He focused on scientific research and knew little about outside families and companies.
"That's Wen Shanhai, vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association."
"Oh, it turned out to be him, I know."
……
At the same time, Zhang Yifeng lived in the small courtyard in Hangyang City.
Meng Nishang's phone suddenly rang. He looked down and saw that it was Feng Mei calling.
"Hey, Sister Mei, why did you remember to call me?"
"That's right, I have something to ask you. Are you in Jincheng?" Feng Mei asked.
Meng Nishang replied: "No, I'm in Hangyang City. As you know, I don't like Jincheng."
"Oh, then Zhang Yifeng is no longer in Jincheng. That's right, the Wen family won't invite him."
"Sister Mei? What do you mean by that?" Meng Nichang trembled slightly, why did she mention Zhang Yifeng?
"It's like this. Mr. Wen's eightieth birthday has caused quite a stir. Even people from the Meng family came to congratulate him. It seems like you don't know about this yet."
Meng Nichang frowned slightly after hearing Feng Mei's words. Could it be that Zhang Yifeng went to Jincheng this time to celebrate the birthday of Mr. Wen's family?
However, with Zhang Yifeng's identity, the Wen family would never treat him well.
Meng Nichang suddenly remembered what Zhang Yifeng asked her before leaving. Zhang Yifeng asked her if she wanted to go back to Jincheng to see. Did Zhang Yifeng want her to go back to Wen's house at that time? But Zhang Yifeng's character was not good at speaking. She was If he just said not to go back, Zhang Yifeng would not have a chance to say what he said next.
This is a typical big man idea.
Thinking of this, Meng Nishang quickly asked: "Sister Mei, when will the old man of the Wen family celebrate his birthday?"
"it is tomorrow."
"address?"
"It seems to be the Wen family's mansion, Nishang, why are you asking so many questions?"
"Nothing. That's it, Sister Mei."
Meng Nishang said and hung up the phone directly. She immediately opened the app and checked the online tickets.
……
Three days passed quickly.
At ten o'clock in the morning on the fourth day, Zhang Yifeng finally went out and took a taxi to the Wen family's mansion.
Although it was not the rush hour for work, there was still some traffic in Jincheng. The originally 10-minute journey ended up taking more than an hour, and Zhang Yifeng arrived at Wen's house around [-]:[-]. Fortunately, this time is not late at all, but a bit early.
Today's Wen family mansion is extremely lively and everyone is very busy. There are at least a hundred tables set up in Wen's courtyard.
There are also more than a dozen tables set up in the Wen family's inner hall. This inner hall must be for people of high status to dine.
Since it's still a little early, most of the people coming now are relatives, seven aunts, eight aunts, etc...
After these relatives arrived, only a few went to the inner hall, and most of them were arranged in the courtyard outside. It can be seen that there is still a gap in the identities of these people.
Almost all of these people were holding invitations. Only those who hold the invitation are eligible to attend Mr. Wen's birthday banquet.
Of course, this is not absolute. Zhang Yifeng saw a man driving a luxury car without an invitation in his hand, but the Wen family happily went out to greet him.
"Hey, Mr. Fang, when I called you and you didn't reply, I thought you weren't coming. I didn't expect you to arrive so early."
"Haha, what are you talking about? It's Mr. Wen's birthday, how could I not come?"
"Mr. Fang, please come in and take a seat."
The Wen family laughed loudly and introduced this boss-level figure into the inner hall.
The old man of the Wen family had been sitting on the grand master's chair in the inner hall. After this person came in, he said to the old man: "Dingsheng Technology Fang Zhihe came to pay homage to Mr. Wen on his birthday. This is a small gift, not a sign of respect."
As he said that, Mr. Fang took out a big red envelope. The red envelope was bulging, and he didn't know how much money was stuffed inside.
Butler Wen's housekeeper accepted the red envelope for the old man.
Mr. Wen was very happy. This person should be the CEO of a company. It was a very honorable thing for a boss to come to wish him a birthday. He waved his hand and said: "You're welcome, you're welcome. Please sit down."
Fang Zhihe nodded and sat at the table slightly away. Although he is the boss of a company, his company is not big because there are too many large companies in Kyoto, and he is relatively self-aware.
"Whose guest is this?" After Fang Zhihe sat down, Mr. Wen asked the housekeeper in a low voice.
The butler whispered: "We are guests of the Wen Tai."
"Wen Tai? Yes, yes. Among my sons, he is the one who gives me the most face."
The old man of the Wen family smiled. Although the Wen family claimed to be from a scholarly family and did not need to socialize, on a day like his birthday, it was definitely better to be surrounded by people than to be unknown to others.
Outside the door, Zhang Yifeng looked for a while and found that the people coming now were all bosses of small companies or people from calligraphy and painting associations.
The gifts they gave were also varied, including direct gifts of money, poems, calligraphy, paintings, and decorative vases.
Some antique vases are even more valuable. There wasn't much in the Wen family's mansion, just a lot of bookshelves. Instead of placing books, there were only vases and other decorations.
The entire Wen family's residence can be described as antique and quite characteristic of the Xia Kingdom. The Wen family's residence alone is worth more than one billion! There is still a price but no market. Nowadays, few people in Jincheng will sell the courtyard house where they live unless they encounter a major event and need to sell their property.
Zhang Yifeng took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already eleven forty, and it was almost time for him to go in.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng reached the door, he was stopped by the beautiful receptionist outside.
"Hello, guest, please show your invitation."
Zhang Yifeng pointed to a boss next to him and said, "Why doesn't he need an invitation?"
"These are all welcomed by the Wen family in person. If you know the Wen family, you can also call them to inform them of your arrival, and then come out to greet you in person. Otherwise, we will have to read the invitation. Please forgive me."
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly and said calmly: "What if I want to go in?"
"Then we can only ask the security to ask you away."
"Really? You can try it."
Zhang Yifeng sneered and was about to rush in when a joking voice suddenly came.
"Hey, I was wondering why this person looks so familiar. He turns out to be the Zhang family's lost dog."
A young man walked out of the yard. He was only 25 or [-] years old, but he was also very handsome. It is Wen Junchi, the third grandson of the Wen family.
Li Jun nodded and said, "This Zhang Yifeng is the former young master of Tianhe Group."
"Tianhe Group? Never heard of it." Hou Chengguo looked confused.
Li Jun explained: "It is a bankrupt group. Zhang Yifeng is still studying in Hangyang City. I think this visit is mostly to attend the birthday celebration of Mr. Wen's family."
"Mr. Wen, who is it?" Hou Chengguo spoke again. He focused on scientific research and knew little about outside families and companies.
"That's Wen Shanhai, vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association."
"Oh, it turned out to be him, I know."
……
At the same time, Zhang Yifeng lived in the small courtyard in Hangyang City.
Meng Nishang's phone suddenly rang. He looked down and saw that it was Feng Mei calling.
"Hey, Sister Mei, why did you remember to call me?"
"That's right, I have something to ask you. Are you in Jincheng?" Feng Mei asked.
Meng Nishang replied: "No, I'm in Hangyang City. As you know, I don't like Jincheng."
"Oh, then Zhang Yifeng is no longer in Jincheng. That's right, the Wen family won't invite him."
"Sister Mei? What do you mean by that?" Meng Nichang trembled slightly, why did she mention Zhang Yifeng?
"It's like this. Mr. Wen's eightieth birthday has caused quite a stir. Even people from the Meng family came to congratulate him. It seems like you don't know about this yet."
Meng Nichang frowned slightly after hearing Feng Mei's words. Could it be that Zhang Yifeng went to Jincheng this time to celebrate the birthday of Mr. Wen's family?
However, with Zhang Yifeng's identity, the Wen family would never treat him well.
Meng Nichang suddenly remembered what Zhang Yifeng asked her before leaving. Zhang Yifeng asked her if she wanted to go back to Jincheng to see. Did Zhang Yifeng want her to go back to Wen's house at that time? But Zhang Yifeng's character was not good at speaking. She was If he just said not to go back, Zhang Yifeng would not have a chance to say what he said next.
This is a typical big man idea.
Thinking of this, Meng Nishang quickly asked: "Sister Mei, when will the old man of the Wen family celebrate his birthday?"
"it is tomorrow."
"address?"
"It seems to be the Wen family's mansion, Nishang, why are you asking so many questions?"
"Nothing. That's it, Sister Mei."
Meng Nishang said and hung up the phone directly. She immediately opened the app and checked the online tickets.
……
Three days passed quickly.
At ten o'clock in the morning on the fourth day, Zhang Yifeng finally went out and took a taxi to the Wen family's mansion.
Although it was not the rush hour for work, there was still some traffic in Jincheng. The originally 10-minute journey ended up taking more than an hour, and Zhang Yifeng arrived at Wen's house around [-]:[-]. Fortunately, this time is not late at all, but a bit early.
Today's Wen family mansion is extremely lively and everyone is very busy. There are at least a hundred tables set up in Wen's courtyard.
There are also more than a dozen tables set up in the Wen family's inner hall. This inner hall must be for people of high status to dine.
Since it's still a little early, most of the people coming now are relatives, seven aunts, eight aunts, etc...
After these relatives arrived, only a few went to the inner hall, and most of them were arranged in the courtyard outside. It can be seen that there is still a gap in the identities of these people.
Almost all of these people were holding invitations. Only those who hold the invitation are eligible to attend Mr. Wen's birthday banquet.
Of course, this is not absolute. Zhang Yifeng saw a man driving a luxury car without an invitation in his hand, but the Wen family happily went out to greet him.
"Hey, Mr. Fang, when I called you and you didn't reply, I thought you weren't coming. I didn't expect you to arrive so early."
"Haha, what are you talking about? It's Mr. Wen's birthday, how could I not come?"
"Mr. Fang, please come in and take a seat."
The Wen family laughed loudly and introduced this boss-level figure into the inner hall.
The old man of the Wen family had been sitting on the grand master's chair in the inner hall. After this person came in, he said to the old man: "Dingsheng Technology Fang Zhihe came to pay homage to Mr. Wen on his birthday. This is a small gift, not a sign of respect."
As he said that, Mr. Fang took out a big red envelope. The red envelope was bulging, and he didn't know how much money was stuffed inside.
Butler Wen's housekeeper accepted the red envelope for the old man.
Mr. Wen was very happy. This person should be the CEO of a company. It was a very honorable thing for a boss to come to wish him a birthday. He waved his hand and said: "You're welcome, you're welcome. Please sit down."
Fang Zhihe nodded and sat at the table slightly away. Although he is the boss of a company, his company is not big because there are too many large companies in Kyoto, and he is relatively self-aware.
"Whose guest is this?" After Fang Zhihe sat down, Mr. Wen asked the housekeeper in a low voice.
The butler whispered: "We are guests of the Wen Tai."
"Wen Tai? Yes, yes. Among my sons, he is the one who gives me the most face."
The old man of the Wen family smiled. Although the Wen family claimed to be from a scholarly family and did not need to socialize, on a day like his birthday, it was definitely better to be surrounded by people than to be unknown to others.
Outside the door, Zhang Yifeng looked for a while and found that the people coming now were all bosses of small companies or people from calligraphy and painting associations.
The gifts they gave were also varied, including direct gifts of money, poems, calligraphy, paintings, and decorative vases.
Some antique vases are even more valuable. There wasn't much in the Wen family's mansion, just a lot of bookshelves. Instead of placing books, there were only vases and other decorations.
The entire Wen family's residence can be described as antique and quite characteristic of the Xia Kingdom. The Wen family's residence alone is worth more than one billion! There is still a price but no market. Nowadays, few people in Jincheng will sell the courtyard house where they live unless they encounter a major event and need to sell their property.
Zhang Yifeng took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already eleven forty, and it was almost time for him to go in.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng reached the door, he was stopped by the beautiful receptionist outside.
"Hello, guest, please show your invitation."
Zhang Yifeng pointed to a boss next to him and said, "Why doesn't he need an invitation?"
"These are all welcomed by the Wen family in person. If you know the Wen family, you can also call them to inform them of your arrival, and then come out to greet you in person. Otherwise, we will have to read the invitation. Please forgive me."
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly and said calmly: "What if I want to go in?"
"Then we can only ask the security to ask you away."
"Really? You can try it."
Zhang Yifeng sneered and was about to rush in when a joking voice suddenly came.
"Hey, I was wondering why this person looks so familiar. He turns out to be the Zhang family's lost dog."
A young man walked out of the yard. He was only 25 or [-] years old, but he was also very handsome. It is Wen Junchi, the third grandson of the Wen family.
