G of L Chapter 98: Wang Yan's New Label.

 

"Dear Wang, this is what I make, Lin Bozhou, can you guess who it is?"

"You have said so, so should I guess?"

Wang Yan politely stretched out his hands: "Hello, Brother Lin, I am Wang Yan."

Lin Bozhou didn't stretch out his hand, and he just gave Wang Yan a hug, very warm.

"Little Yan, big grace don't say thank you. I'll give you a good drink later, and we will have a light meal at home some other day."

"We are all friends, and you should be, you’re welcome."

"It's really very polite. Weiwei is like a little princess at home. She is spoiled by a large family. Where has she ever suffered this kind of loss? In the afternoon, I went to visit her, and the wound made me worried. If it hadn't been saved by you, the consequences would have been unthinkable. You can afford to call you a lifesaver."

Wang Yan shook his head guiltily, "I've just done my best... Brother Lin, don't blame me for not stopping Weiwei from making a fool of me, and I feel much better in my heart."

Huang Xu: (⊙?⊙)! ! !

"Wang Yan, you fucking doomed! I’m the one who proposed her to races and rolled over. If you are all wrong, what brother?”

"Do I just have to remove the dog's head to serve?!"

Wang Yan seemed to be loyal, but in fact, he had knocked Huang Xu into the ditch in a single sentence - and it was still a big ditch with no bottom.

"Don't blame you." Lin Bozhou had shaken his head without even looking at Huang Xu.

"Sorry, sorry, the porridge, it's all my fault! When the results from the parking lot come out, I will definitely come apologizing, I admit the punishment!"

Huang Xu had put his hands together, bowed his head, and admitted his mistake, feeling frustrated he wanted to vomit blood.

"Wang Yan, I'm going to sell blood just to treat you to a big meal, just play with me like that?!”

However, when Huang Xu had raised his head and looked over, the young man was stunned. The little confused eyes seemed to ask: "Why did you suddenly apologize when we were chatting?"

Huang Xu was also dumbfounded.

'Brother Dog, are you intentional or unintentional? You look like this, and I can't even find an object of hatred, and I am even more embarrassed!'

After stealing a glance for a long time, without finding any flaws, Huang Xu had to swallow a mouthful of old blood and put a new label on Wang Yan.

'Death Star! It's nothing good to meet you! After eating this meal today, we will say goodbye forever!'

Wang Yan thought so too. At this point, the two had a rare understanding. Well, let's go for a breakup meal... So, there was not much meeting between them most time, then the waiter informed everyone that they could go to the banquet hall for dinner.

The quality of the service at the State Guest House was really different from the outside. The average height, appearance, and manners are all about the five-star brother, which would make the guests have a kind of fascinating satisfaction and sigh the trip.

Counting a total of 22 people with Wang Yan, they just sat at two tables and were still very relaxed, and when Wang Yan saw the wine bottles on the table, his eyes lit up. It really was a Moutai!

Although he couldn't recognize which one, it was, it doesn't matter, it was definitely not cheap, and the irrigation was over.

Chi Haomiao, Wu Fanlin, Bai Fumei, Wang Ge, and the little fat man were all at this table. Everyone could have a chat with Wang Yan, but he was unlonely. When they went to seat, Huang Xu sat down on the main seat of the table inside, pulling Wang Yan and Lin Bozhou, wanting to be left and right, but Lin Bozhou waved his hand and sat beside Wang Yan.

After everyone was seated, they opened and poured the wine, and Huang Xu raised the first glass saying a word. The theme was "Survive a disaster, don't die in a catastrophe thank dear Wang. Thank brother Wang and other brothers for your efforts to save us. We will all be brothers in the future and will not come back until we are drunk today."

After the toast, Wang Yan frowned. The sauce-flavored liquor had a weird taste, and it was not as good as the dry red and sweet white that he had often drunk recently.

Huang Xu raised the wine, thee respect was for three glasses, and then everyone started to move their chopsticks.

The first dish was a small piece of salmon before cold, but the presentation is super nice. When Wang Yan finished his first bite with his knife and fork, Huang Xu immediately asked enthusiastically: "Dear Wang, how does it taste?"

The people at the table also smiled.

Wang Yan frowned slightly and said frankly: "The ingredients are fresh, but the taste is worse than expected. It may be that my expectations are too high."

Huang Xu was a little embarrassed, and Lin Bozhou helped to make a comeback: "Dear Wang at first glance, I'm used to eating the delicacies of mountains and seas of famous chefs. The state guesthouse is characterized by lightness and health. It is really difficult for young people in the north to adapt."

Wang Yan smiled and nodded: "Lin brother said something reasonable, and it is indeed a matter of personal taste."

Then Lin Bozhou generously raised the glass to respect Huang Xu: “Brother Huang, I’m sorry, I’m speaking straight, thank you for your kindness.”

Not hurriedly, concisely, the action of drinking was simply not coy, and the whole behavior was extremely decent and the rest of the people looked at Wang Yan a little admiringly. 

Oh, this demeanor was indeed like a child of a wealthy family, and it doesn't look rough at all.

Wu Fanlin joked: "Dear Wang, today this game was saved because of you, and you have to raise a glass of wine!"

"Okay."

Wang Yan did not decline and waited for the waiter to fill up the wine and stood up generously.

Huang Xu, Lin Baizhou, and others brought their glasses to their chests, and the next table calmed down, looking at the younger teenager collectively.

Wang Yan actually did not have much experience in leading banquets and offered wine to everyone, but it was not enough to speak cautiously without jitters.

"Today we are gathered here to celebrate the survival of brother Huang. I played a role, but the fruits of this victory are that we had worked together to grab from the hands of Hades over, not an individual credit. Hand of Those who didn't reach out, for those who were too late, in fact, we all have the same worries and the same blessings. We have the same goals and the same mood. So, now let us toast together... Three glasses of wine; one, respect for friendship, two, respect for luck, and three, respect for life; I wish brother Huang a very happy life! "

"Good!"

"Cheers!"

"Shao Wang is particular about it!"

"I wish Xu's brother will be very happy!"

Everyone applauded loudly. Following Wang Yan's rhythm toast, in five seconds, toasted three glasses in a row. 

The one that inspired the participants' enthusiasm most at the banquet was the one with the arms swiping the toast at a moment, after drinking three glasses of wine, the atmosphere became more and more prosperous. In this case, if you look at the initiator, you will feel the other person is surrounded by a halo.

Not handsome, but a higher level of charm.

Handsome often, the charm was rare.

Now, not only the single Bai Fumi was interested in Wang Yan, but the rest of the masterful girls glanced over from time to time. To say that love was insulting people, there were not many women who were easy going, but little curiosity and little worship were real.

Even, I can’t help but compare with my boyfriend and keep the results in my heart.

Men’s minds would not be so sensitive and delicate. The focus was completely different. It was just that Wang Yan had money and righteousness, spoke nicely, and it does no harm to hold a handful.

That is, now the dishes were unfinished, and there was no time for free activities, otherwise many people would like to toast alone. Request contact information. On the other hand, Wang Yan, after sitting down, he had just eaten food and observed the surroundings silently, with a smile on his face, but no longer crushing the guests. After all, today’s protagonist was still Huang Xu. The important task of promoting the atmosphere was unyellow. 

Xu was not. Knowing advances and retreats and knowing how to measure were Wang Yan's biggest gains in recent times. Maybe the rhythm was almost meaningless, but he had already had that kind of mature style with ease.

Therefore, everyone's perception of him was getting better and better, young, rich, righteous, but not arrogant, how many such excellent second generations had these qualities?

It's good to have a chance to make friends seriously.

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