The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 33

The two sets of Jiang Che's evening dresses were made by the same person, and the various details can be traced back to the density of the needlework. It looks very much like a couple's outfit.

Before Song Yuanzhou opened the gift box, he was particularly afraid that Jiang Che would give him a set of women's evening dress like they first met.

On the way there, Song Yuanzhou asked him: "Don't you usually bring a female companion at the banquet?"

Jiang Che looked out the window with a sideways face: "I don't need a female companion."

Song Yuanzhou: "!"

Jiang Che turned his face, his pupils were deep and bottomless: "Or, do you want to wear women's clothing?"

Song Yuanzhou waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no..."

Jiang Che looked at his nervous and bewildered side face, and said with a light smile, "This time the dress size is wrong, so it's just for you. If you like women's clothes, I'll make a suit for you next time."

Song Yuanzhou's eyes were dazed: "Thank you, no need, this is very good."

Mr. Zhao specially arranged the largest resort in the city to be the scene of a dinner party. The countless rooms can also provide a suitable place for some distinguished guests who have traveled long distances, or those who are drunk at the banquet .

This mountain villa is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a beautiful environment, and the scenery is everywhere.

Today, the villa closed its doors to thank guests, and there were two security guards standing at the closed gate to maintain order.

Song Yuanzhou and Jiang Che got out of the car.

The security guard checked their invitation cards and bent down in a respectful gesture of invitation.

The security guard was used to such scenes, so he naturally knew to watch people order dishes.

Mr. Zhao's invitations are very particular, and the ordinary invitations are basically gold-rimmed with a red background.And only the VIPs among the VIPs, distinguished or well-connected guests, are the golden primer.

Their invitations are hot gold.

The people in front of them are either rich or noble, so their attitude is naturally more respectful.

The door of the villa opens automatically to both sides, revealing the green vines on both sides of the road covered with erected wooden shelves, and a few small red and purple flowers in the middle of the vines.

They didn't know what technology was used. These plants, which should have died naturally in this season, were thriving.

Song Yuanzhou sighed: "It's really magnificent, and there are these seasonal flowers, how did you do it?"

Jiang Che whispered, "It's a glass greenhouse."

Because it was night, the glass dome above the resort was shrouded in darkness.

When Song Yuanzhou raised his head, he could only see many colorful lights hanging in the air.

It turns out that there is a transparent dome.

No wonder, they were wearing thin dresses, and they didn't feel cold all the way.

The resort under the glass dome is fully heated and full of greenery, which is very interesting.

Jiang Che passed his arm over.

Song Yuanzhou was stunned for a second: "Do you... want to hold it?"

Jiang Che nodded.

A red tide appeared on Song Yuanzhou's face with a "boom".

He used his other hand as a fan to keep fanning his head: "It's... a little hot."

Jiang Che looked over with eyes like the deep sea.

Song Yuanzhou didn't dare to look at him, his eyes seemed to be very interested in everything around him, and he glanced randomly.

Jiang Che leaned closer, and breathed his words into Song Yuanzhou's ears, "I still have a few villas, all of which have their own big yards. If you like, you can add a dome on top."

This temperature directly turned into the heat on Song Yuanzhou's face and neck.

Here again, here again!

Why not marry me!

I like?I like to add a dome.

What is our relationship, hey.

Wouldn't it be nice to be honest?

This path is designed to be winding and winding, and it is some distance away from the main venue.

Song Yuanzhou seriously suspected that Mr. Zhao did it on purpose in order to show how much wealth his family had.

He remembered that there seemed to be such a person in the original book.

Miss Zhao's family is heroic, smart and intelligent.But the bad thing is that they want to compete with the heroine for Jiang Che, and of course they end up being reduced to cannon fodder.

Who dares to rob a man from the heroine?

The protagonist Halo teaches you how to be a man every minute!

Mr. Zhao's birthday banquet had ulterior motives, and he seriously suspected that Mr. Zhao chose to ride a dragon to make his son-in-law more convenient.

The hand holding Jiang Che's arm tightened involuntarily.

Damn, isn't the most dangerous man in the world who is the easiest to be chosen by his side?

Fire prevention, theft prevention and heroine prevention, and now also other cannon fodder.

He is too difficult.

Oh, it seems that there is also a vicious stepmother.

As the only person in this world who has read the original work, he said that in the later stage, he will bring his male god to survive from the vicious stepmother.

Alas, it's even harder.

The door to the main venue remains closed.

The lights inside were brilliant, the cups were interlaced, and the sound of music and people was loud, but it didn't spread outside for a moment.

I don't know if the road to the venue is a bit long or they arrived a bit late, but there are very few people along the way, and the security guards at the entrance of the venue are wearing black uniforms and standing like pine trees.

When the security guard saw the person, he immediately pushed the door of the venue open.

In an instant, the bright lights in the house poured out from the open door, spreading bright colored lights all over the floor.

Song Yuanzhou's eyes were closed by the sudden light.

He felt Jiang Che's left hand tightly holding his right hand and leading him slowly forward.

"Don't be afraid, slowly open your eyes." It was Jiang Che's gentle exhortation in his ear.

Song Yuanzhou really slowly opened his eyes, only to see a pair of big hands with distinct joints in front of him, blocking most of the glaring light from the back of the hands.

Song Yuanzhou blinked, and his long eyelashes kept brushing against Jiang Che's palm.There was a numb itching in the palm.

Jiang Che didn't speak, he waited patiently for Song Yuanzhou's eyes to adapt to the strong light in the room.

Under his big palm, Song Yuanzhou grinned secretly.

After laughing enough, he said, "Brother, I'm fine."

Jiang Che withdrew his hand, put it on his side, and used his thumb to lightly touch the area scratched by the feathery long eyelashes.

Song Yuanzhou's hand was still firmly held by Jiang Che, and he didn't let go because Song Yuanzhou got used to the light, and just pulled it in so grandiosely.

Jiang Che led Song Yuanzhou through a red carpet that was neither too long nor too short, and everyone in the venue followed their steps in unison, walking from the door to the brightest place.

Jiang Che is a celebrity in the entire circle, and can be regarded as a legend among the younger generation. Coupled with his outstanding appearance, he is always the focus of the audience.

But Song Yuanzhou, who is now on stage with the focus person, will inevitably receive more attention.

On the field, the eyes of doubt, understanding, interest, or disdain all gathered on him.

Song Yuanzhou is not used to such public occasions where he shows his face, and he doesn't like to be put on the central point like this, allowing people to be judged like they are appreciating goods.

Can……

Song Yuanzhou turned his head and quietly observed the man around him from the corner of his eye.

The man had a solemn face, and under the light, the lines on his side appeared more sharp and cold.

This man is destined to shine everywhere, and if he wants to be with him, he must bear such gazes, or there will be more harsh gazes in the future.

Song Yuanzhou took a deep breath and cheered himself up in his heart.

You can love Song Yuanzhou, as the king's man, you can't be cowardly.

The man next to him was as careful as a hair, and naturally found that under the scrutiny of many eyes, Song Yuanzhou's body was a little stiff and unnatural.

He took a step forward, trying to stay in front of Song Yuanzhou, blocking most of the unfriendly eyes.

Jiang Che took him to a corner where there were fewer people and the line of sight was not easy to fall.

Next to them is a long dessert buffet table, filled with exquisite pastries of different shapes.

Jiang Che took a clean dinner plate and handed it to Song Yuanzhou: "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Song Yuanzhou: "???"

No, brother, why don't you play cards according to common sense... Are you really a person who comes to the banquet to eat?

Song Yuanzhou took the plate, took the tongs from one side, and put the strawberry cream cake cut into small pieces into the plate.

While asking suspiciously: "Brother, don't you need to socialize?"

Song Yuanzhou looked behind him.

Although they are now in a corner, a little far from the huge and beautiful lamp in the center, there are still many eyes that fall on their side unwillingly.

A lot of people were holding champagne in their hands, their bodies were facing in their direction, ready to move.

Song Yuanzhou took another piece of cake, and Jiang Che followed his distant line of sight and glanced at it lightly.

"I don't like socializing."

Song Yuanzhou: "I think they will come soon?"

Jiang Che pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "They dare not."

If it was true what Jiang Che said, the people in the distance could only watch helplessly, but none of them dared to really come over.

"You take some food you like and eat first. When the old man comes out, he will speak on stage. Everyone has to show some face. There may be media invited to report at that time." Jiang Che rarely said a long paragraph The words enjoin.

Song Yuanzhou nodded "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" and kept adding new snacks to his plate.

Song Yuanzhou also took some for Jiang Che, and the two sat down at the nearby table.

Jiang Che didn't like to eat these greasy sweets, so he frowned and put it down after taking a bite.

Song Yuanzhou: "You don't want to eat?"

Jiang Che pushed the plate over: "Go ahead and eat."

Song Yuanzhou used a small fork to fork the strawberries on top, frowned and said, "I won't be able to bear it if I don't eat dinner. If it's too early to go back, I'll fry some noodles for you."

Jiang Che nodded calmly, but he had been looking forward to this meeting for a long time in his heart.

The dinner officially starts at 7:[-], and Mr. Zhao will make a speech on stage.

According to the usual situation, it will take some time in this link.

When the old man finishes his speech, he will come down and talk to his old man, and then chat with him.

"When the old man finishes talking, I'll go away for a while. You stay here and eat something. Don't walk around. If someone comes to talk, don't talk too much."

It was rare for Jiang Che to finish two long instructions in a short time. Song Yuanzhou was very helpful and nodded obediently.

He has a pair of innocent wet deer eyes, and no one can stop him from pretending to be good.

Mr. Zhao is not very old, but his hair is already all gray, and he is holding a dragon head crutch in his hand.

Fortunately, the spirit is bright, and when he delivered the speech, his voice was firm and hearty.

There was a microphone in front of Mr. Zhao, who usually started with some old-fashioned polite speeches, and the whole process was unscripted, talking with eloquence.

Everyone stood, and the spotlight of the media slammed on Mr. Zhao.

Song Yuanzhou felt a little drowsy when he heard this kind of speech since he was a child.

In school, Song Yuanzhou practiced the skill of "sleeping standing up" every Monday in response to the headmaster's tirade.

Mr. Zhao opened and closed his lips, but Song Yuanzhou didn't hear a word. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the center of the stage. In fact, half of his mind had already dreamed of seeing Duke Zhou.

Song Yuanzhou's skill, people who don't know it can be fooled by his "serious" appearance at first glance.

Jiang Che was also cute for a short time by the kid Zhouzhou who listened carefully.

It wasn't until Mr. Zhao finished his speech that everyone applauded, but Song Yuanzhou, who listened most "fascinatedly", didn't make any movement, and Jiang Che slowly felt it.

Jiang Che moved closer to Song Yuanzhou, and lightly touched Song Yuanzhou's head with his hand.

Song Yuanzhou tilted his head, and it really landed on Jiang Che's shoulder.

Jiang Che couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Zhao on the stage paused for a moment, did not step down, but started another topic, bringing up his precious granddaughter.

"Finally, I would like to thank my precious granddaughter——Zhao Si. My health has not been as good as before. Thanks to my family, Sisi, I took all the burdens of the family away. Finally, I have time to recuperate and enjoy happiness. You see , your body is stronger than before, right?"

"Today's special big dinner was also organized by my capable baby Sisi. Now let's ask Sisi to come up and tell us a few words, okay?"

Immediately, the word "good" was heard in unison and resoundingly, and applause rang out simultaneously.

Zhao Si came to the stage and held Mr. Zhao who was about to step down, took the microphone and began to speak.

Song Yuanzhou was also awakened by the sound of "good" that resounded throughout the world.

When he opened his eyes, he met a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, and he suddenly felt that his soul would be sucked into his deep pupils.

There was a smile at the end of Jiang Che's eyes, and his voice was joking: "Did you sleep well?"

Song Yuanzhou glanced at Jiang Che's shoulder, which he used as a pillow.

He nodded very knowledgeable about current affairs: "It is strong and comfortable, and it is a must for home and travel."

Praise, praise hard.As long as the flattery is good, there will be a shoulder to lean on next time.

Song Yuanzhou frowned at him and smiled happily.

At this time, Zhao Si on the stage had finished speaking concisely.

At the end when he was about to step down, Mr. Zhao held the microphone and burst into tears: "Our precious granddaughter is fine, everything is in order, and I don't worry about anything. But because of the busy work these years, she has no way to take care of herself It’s okay, the old man will tell you about the things that my own baby is ashamed to talk about. Dear friends, if there are young men of the right age, please help the old man to pay more attention to it, and also consider the only jewel in our Zhao family’s palm, ah..."

Zhao Si blushed, grabbed the microphone, and acted like a baby, "Grandpa... what are you talking about... the public..."

At this time, Song Yuanzhou already had [-] beasts roaring past in his head.

Here he is, here he is, with his true love and tears, and his big girl who is like a flower and a jade!

He knew that this banquet was not that simple.

Hmph, but if the people around you are not firm, they may fall into the arms of the Zhao family.

He still remembered that in the original book, Zhao Si and Jiang Che had a slight possibility to have a strong business marriage.

In Nai He's novel, Jiang Che's eyes seemed to be covered with shit, and his head was held up by a pig.

The heroine has tens of thousands of loopholes, she is as shrewd as Jiang Che, yet she let them all go lightly, completely killing herself.

In short, as long as Jiang Che in the original book is not with the heroine, even if he marries an unknown little girl in the countryside, his fate will be several times stronger than that in the original book.

After delivering his speech, Zhao Si left the stage arm in arm with Mr. Zhao.

Jiang Che gestured to Song Yuanzhou with his eyes: "I'll go talk to the old man first."

Song Yuanzhou nodded, then he picked up a glass of champagne from the passing waiter's tray and walked towards the center of the stage.

Song Yuanzhou found a stool on the spot and sat down.

Both eyes fixed on Jiang Che's figure.

Mr. Zhao was surrounded by the people below to toast, and Zhao Si saw Jiang Che approaching from a distance.

She raised her glass to the people surrounding her and said "excuse me".

He drank the wine in his hand as if apologizing.Get out of the crowd.

Standing one step away from the crowd, she stopped, watching quietly, waiting for Jiang Che to slowly approach her.

Song Yuanzhou didn't drink anything, but drank a whole vat of vinegar.

The dessert in my hand was no longer fragrant or sweet.

The small cake on the raised fork tastes like chewing wax in your mouth.

"vomit", Song Yuanzhou managed to eat a piece, but was vomited out by himself.

A contemptuous sneer came from the side: "What? Pregnant?"

Song Yuanzhou's eyes were fixed on Jiang Che and Zhao Si in front of him, his eyes seemed to be ferocious, but if there was any change in Zhao Si, he would immediately rush to fight Zhao Si with his life.

No matter how sarcastic or mocking the voices of the people next to him were, Song Yuanzhou didn't even have time to give her a look, let alone be talkative.

When he didn't speak, Ding Nongnong took him as guilty, ashamed, and inferior.

Continuing to be ambiguous: "Yes, you are a man, it seems that you can't get pregnant!"

"Look at Miss Zhao across the way. She has a successful career, but behind her is the entire Zhao family's property, as well as the close relatives that Mr. Zhao has worked hard for most of his life. She is good-looking and smart. Who doesn't like it?"

Song Yuanzhou didn't like to argue with dogs, but he couldn't bear the barking of a dog next to him.

"Then what are you? Miss 38, with your self-proclaimed title of fiancee?"

Ding Nongnong stomped his feet, and was so angry that he poured the wine in his hand over.

But Song Yuanzhou is not a little sheep at the mercy of others.

She stood up long before she poured the wine, and quickly walked a few steps away.

Song Yuanzhou ate the cake on the fork in one gulp: "The bitch just plays too much, but luckily I have the foresight."

It's okay, it's okay, this is the first time my brother brought himself to such a formal occasion, and he actually wanted to dirty our couple outfits!

The mind is vicious!

While the two were bickering, Zhao Si and Jiang Che in front had already started walking towards the back door of the venue.

From a distance, Song Yuanzhou couldn't see Jiang Che's expression, but he seemed very happy to see Zhao Si, even his steps were brisk.

What are they... going to do?

What can't be said at the venue, should we go to the back door together and say it in a secluded place alone?

Song Yuanzhou couldn't care less about Ding Nongnong at the moment, and began to follow Jiang Che's direction with his feet very thoughtfully, and also walked towards the back door.

I'll just take a look, I'm not eavesdropping!

Ding Nongnong put the empty wine glass on the table, looked at Song Yuanzhou who was following, gritted his teeth, and decided to follow along.

Just now she caught a glimpse of Sun Ying in the crowd with sharp and dangerous eyes.

She was so scared that she dared not walk among the crowd with rich children.

Except for some people who spontaneously came over to strike up a conversation with her, she hasn't come into contact with more core and rich people yet.

There is another world at the back door of the venue.

Jiang Che and Zhao Si didn't go very far, there was a lake not far away, and a unique gazebo was built in the center of the lake.

Both hold glasses of wine in their hands.

Zhao Si's forearm was leaning on the top of the railing on the right side of the pavilion, with a smile on his face and the blush and shyness that a girl should have after seeing her sweetheart.

"Brother Jiang, do you still remember the mangrove tree when you were a child?"

Jiang Che leaned against the railing, his eyes were cold and without warmth, "I don't remember."

Zhao Si took a sip of the wine, but didn't feel embarrassed, and laughed, "It's okay, you will remember it slowly. I still remember, under that tree, the little you kissed the little me."

Song Yuanzhou: "!"

Song Yuanzhou hid next to a short tree by the lake.

How did I not know that you still have such a paragraph? ? ?

Liar, there is nothing in this novel? ? ?

Zhao Si continued: "Brother Jiang, what did you say, do you have any impression now?"

Song Yuanzhou: -mouth-!It's nothing more than, I want to marry you when I grow up, this kind of words.

Cut, as if who has never watched an idol drama.

Zhao Si turned his head and stared at Jiang Che seriously, his eyes were full of hope.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

At the kindergarten's cultural evening, the prince played by Xiao Jiangjiang wants to hug the princesses played by other children.

Holding the flowers in his hands, Xiao Zhouzhou ran up with his short legs "da da da".

Huahua gave it to the children, and threw herself into Xiao Jiangjiang's arms.

"No, you can only hug me!"

感谢在2020-06-0200:54:33~2020-06-0300:26:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Ohni sauce;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!