Chapter 326: Love bragging?
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Zhang Yifeng touched Zhang Kexin's head lightly and said that he was okay. Then he looked at Old Man Wen with regret and said, "Are you sure you don't want my gift? Just heard your son said that you seem to like Fang Keting's voice. Originally, I wanted to call Fang Keting to come over and sing a few songs to help everyone. Since you don’t want my present, then forget it."
What Zhang Yifeng said, Wen Junjie, Wen Junchi and others were all shocked. Horses, I've seen anyone who brags, I have never seen such a brag, this cow is not only blowing into the sky, it's blowing into the outer sky!
After a brief consternation, everyone sneered.
"Zhang Yifeng, don't brag about it. Can you have Fang Keting's phone call? It's a big joke. Do you think you are Fang Keting's relative?"
"Hmph, my dad contacted Fang Keting, and they made it clear that he had no schedule, so stop bragging here."
Zhang Yifeng's face was still flat, and said: "I Zhang Yifeng speaks, and it counts as if I speak."
"Grandpa, I can't stand it anymore, please allow us to ask someone to carry this pretend b off! He is here, like a pile of shit, affecting my mood!" Wen Junchi's voice came, even the word **** It's all used, which shows how much he hates Zhang Yifeng. Even if this poor ghost has no identity background, he still loves to brag so much.
Zhang Yifeng ignored Wen Junchi at all, instead he took out the phone and dialed Fang Keting directly.
"What is he doing?" The Wen family were all taken aback.
"It seems to be calling Fang Keting. Damn, if I didn't know how much this kid is, I would almost believe it!"
"Zhang Yifeng, don't pretend."
Not to mention that the Wen family didn't believe it, even Zhang Kexin, who was on the side, subconsciously pulled Zhang Yifeng's clothes by hand, and didn't seem to believe it either.
The gift she prepared for Zhang Yifeng was obviously a pen. How did it become Fang Keting?
Even though she said that she would be more face-saving on her face, but if Fang Keting didn't come, she would just slap herself in the face.
Just when Zhang Kexin was worried, the phone seemed to go through, and Zhang Yifeng's voice came afterwards: "It's me, I'm sure, I need you to help me today. Will there be no schedule?"
This Yifeng, the play is really like that!
The next moment, people heard a woman's voice faintly coming from the other end of the phone.
"Originally there were schedules, but I postponed everything today, just to wait for an uncertain call from you, and thought you would not make the call anymore, right? Okay, I'll go over immediately, just the Wenjia The eldest son contacted Sister Liu, but I rejected it all at once. Will it be bad for me to go to Wen's house now?
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "There is nothing wrong with this effect. Come on, how long will it be?"
"The road outside doesn't seem to be blocked, I will be there in ten minutes."
"Okay, let's talk about it when it comes."
With that, Zhang Yifeng hung up directly, and said flatly to the Wen family: "Fang Keting will be here in ten minutes."
Huh!
After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, everyone on the scene finally couldn't help laughing.
Several women smiled even more.
"Brother Jie, who the **** is this guy, why is he so funny, he can act so well, why not apply for the Central Film Academy, I almost believed it.
"Haha, don't say you believe it, I almost believed it. This is the funniest joke I've heard today."
Just as everyone was laughing, Wentai led an old man over.
"Dad, the old man from the Du family has come to celebrate your birthday in person."
As he said, Wentai glared at several juniors: "What are you laughing at here? It's not polite at all. Don't say hello to Grandpa Du."
"Grandpa Du..."
Only then did the juniors stop their smiles and salute the old man.
"Old Du, I didn't expect you to come in person."
On the seat, the old man from the Wen family finally got up and greeted the old man personally, which shows that the old man's identity is extraordinary.
The Du's family in Kyoto is a family of officials, belonging to the third-rate family, ranking sixth. The position far exceeds the seventh-class writer. (It was wrong. The literary family is in the lower third-rate and seventh-rate family, not the third-rate and sixth-rate family.)
The Kyoto family is divided into three, six or nine classes, and the gap in each class is visible to the naked eye. The sixth-class family is definitely stronger than the seventh-class family. Besides, the sixth class and the seventh class are two different levels.
"Old man, you and I have grown up together. They are old bones. How can I not come in person when you have a big birthday? How old can our old bones live? Live and cherish it."
"Yes. Now I can still think of scenes from when I was a child. When I was a child, I felt that time flies slowly. When I look back when I am old, I realize that my life is not long. If you talk too much, come, I will take you to your seat."
Old man Wen seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness, and the two old men walked side by side and went to the chief. The old patriarch of a third-rate family is absolutely qualified to sit as the chief.
The old man obviously didn't want to see Zhang Yifeng.
When the old man left, Wentai coldly said, "What's the matter with you, everyone is busy, but you are here hippie and smiling."
"Dad, you don't know how funny it was just now. This **** actually said that he called Fang Keting and Fang Keting will be there in ten minutes."
Wen Junjie's voice came, and he pointed his finger at Zhang Yifeng.
Wentai smiled after hearing this, and said coldly: "You also believe in an abandoned child. Hurry up and help greet the guests. At this time, many valuable guests will be there. In addition, put the boy and Zhang Kexin outside and let them Sit and don't get in the way here."
Wen Junjie hadn't spoken yet, but Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly: "The outside does not fit my identity. I will sit there."
Zhang Yifeng stretched out his finger and pointed at the chief. The chief dining table is very large, with a huge turntable that can accommodate 30 people. Here you can see Liu Yanyan jumping on the side table up close.
"Where do you want to sit? Dreaming, even I am not qualified there." Wentai snorted coldly.
The old man and the big brothers are sitting there, and even their sons and grandchildren are not qualified to go there.
"You are not qualified. That's because you are useless. There is just for someone like me."
As Zhang Yifeng said, holding Zhang Kexin's hand, he turned around to head towards the chief seat.
"Zhang Yifeng, you are shameless! Don't blame us for being polite. Stop him."
Wen Junjie Wen Junchi gave a cold drink, and was about to step forward to stop Zhang Yifeng. The voice of the male welcoming guest suddenly came.
"The daughter of the dream family in Kyoto, and the neon clothes of the dream come to wish birthday."
Kyoto Dream House, the third-rate fifth-class family! In the middle and third-rate families, strength is neither strong nor weak.
But Mengjia’s reputation is comparable to that of a third-rate family. There is no other reason, just because of Mengjia's dream neon clothes.
Dream neon clothes, but the number one beauty in Kyoto!
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Zhang Yifeng touched Zhang Kexin's head lightly and said that he was okay. Then he looked at Old Man Wen with regret and said, "Are you sure you don't want my gift? Just heard your son said that you seem to like Fang Keting's voice. Originally, I wanted to call Fang Keting to come over and sing a few songs to help everyone. Since you don’t want my present, then forget it."
What Zhang Yifeng said, Wen Junjie, Wen Junchi and others were all shocked. Horses, I've seen anyone who brags, I have never seen such a brag, this cow is not only blowing into the sky, it's blowing into the outer sky!
After a brief consternation, everyone sneered.
"Zhang Yifeng, don't brag about it. Can you have Fang Keting's phone call? It's a big joke. Do you think you are Fang Keting's relative?"
"Hmph, my dad contacted Fang Keting, and they made it clear that he had no schedule, so stop bragging here."
Zhang Yifeng's face was still flat, and said: "I Zhang Yifeng speaks, and it counts as if I speak."
"Grandpa, I can't stand it anymore, please allow us to ask someone to carry this pretend b off! He is here, like a pile of shit, affecting my mood!" Wen Junchi's voice came, even the word **** It's all used, which shows how much he hates Zhang Yifeng. Even if this poor ghost has no identity background, he still loves to brag so much.
Zhang Yifeng ignored Wen Junchi at all, instead he took out the phone and dialed Fang Keting directly.
"What is he doing?" The Wen family were all taken aback.
"It seems to be calling Fang Keting. Damn, if I didn't know how much this kid is, I would almost believe it!"
"Zhang Yifeng, don't pretend."
Not to mention that the Wen family didn't believe it, even Zhang Kexin, who was on the side, subconsciously pulled Zhang Yifeng's clothes by hand, and didn't seem to believe it either.
The gift she prepared for Zhang Yifeng was obviously a pen. How did it become Fang Keting?
Even though she said that she would be more face-saving on her face, but if Fang Keting didn't come, she would just slap herself in the face.
Just when Zhang Kexin was worried, the phone seemed to go through, and Zhang Yifeng's voice came afterwards: "It's me, I'm sure, I need you to help me today. Will there be no schedule?"
This Yifeng, the play is really like that!
The next moment, people heard a woman's voice faintly coming from the other end of the phone.
"Originally there were schedules, but I postponed everything today, just to wait for an uncertain call from you, and thought you would not make the call anymore, right? Okay, I'll go over immediately, just the Wenjia The eldest son contacted Sister Liu, but I rejected it all at once. Will it be bad for me to go to Wen's house now?
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "There is nothing wrong with this effect. Come on, how long will it be?"
"The road outside doesn't seem to be blocked, I will be there in ten minutes."
"Okay, let's talk about it when it comes."
With that, Zhang Yifeng hung up directly, and said flatly to the Wen family: "Fang Keting will be here in ten minutes."
Huh!
After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, everyone on the scene finally couldn't help laughing.
Several women smiled even more.
"Brother Jie, who the **** is this guy, why is he so funny, he can act so well, why not apply for the Central Film Academy, I almost believed it.
"Haha, don't say you believe it, I almost believed it. This is the funniest joke I've heard today."
Just as everyone was laughing, Wentai led an old man over.
"Dad, the old man from the Du family has come to celebrate your birthday in person."
As he said, Wentai glared at several juniors: "What are you laughing at here? It's not polite at all. Don't say hello to Grandpa Du."
"Grandpa Du..."
Only then did the juniors stop their smiles and salute the old man.
"Old Du, I didn't expect you to come in person."
On the seat, the old man from the Wen family finally got up and greeted the old man personally, which shows that the old man's identity is extraordinary.
The Du's family in Kyoto is a family of officials, belonging to the third-rate family, ranking sixth. The position far exceeds the seventh-class writer. (It was wrong. The literary family is in the lower third-rate and seventh-rate family, not the third-rate and sixth-rate family.)
The Kyoto family is divided into three, six or nine classes, and the gap in each class is visible to the naked eye. The sixth-class family is definitely stronger than the seventh-class family. Besides, the sixth class and the seventh class are two different levels.
"Old man, you and I have grown up together. They are old bones. How can I not come in person when you have a big birthday? How old can our old bones live? Live and cherish it."
"Yes. Now I can still think of scenes from when I was a child. When I was a child, I felt that time flies slowly. When I look back when I am old, I realize that my life is not long. If you talk too much, come, I will take you to your seat."
Old man Wen seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness, and the two old men walked side by side and went to the chief. The old patriarch of a third-rate family is absolutely qualified to sit as the chief.
The old man obviously didn't want to see Zhang Yifeng.
When the old man left, Wentai coldly said, "What's the matter with you, everyone is busy, but you are here hippie and smiling."
"Dad, you don't know how funny it was just now. This **** actually said that he called Fang Keting and Fang Keting will be there in ten minutes."
Wen Junjie's voice came, and he pointed his finger at Zhang Yifeng.
Wentai smiled after hearing this, and said coldly: "You also believe in an abandoned child. Hurry up and help greet the guests. At this time, many valuable guests will be there. In addition, put the boy and Zhang Kexin outside and let them Sit and don't get in the way here."
Wen Junjie hadn't spoken yet, but Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly: "The outside does not fit my identity. I will sit there."
Zhang Yifeng stretched out his finger and pointed at the chief. The chief dining table is very large, with a huge turntable that can accommodate 30 people. Here you can see Liu Yanyan jumping on the side table up close.
"Where do you want to sit? Dreaming, even I am not qualified there." Wentai snorted coldly.
The old man and the big brothers are sitting there, and even their sons and grandchildren are not qualified to go there.
"You are not qualified. That's because you are useless. There is just for someone like me."
As Zhang Yifeng said, holding Zhang Kexin's hand, he turned around to head towards the chief seat.
"Zhang Yifeng, you are shameless! Don't blame us for being polite. Stop him."
Wen Junjie Wen Junchi gave a cold drink, and was about to step forward to stop Zhang Yifeng. The voice of the male welcoming guest suddenly came.
"The daughter of the dream family in Kyoto, and the neon clothes of the dream come to wish birthday."
Kyoto Dream House, the third-rate fifth-class family! In the middle and third-rate families, strength is neither strong nor weak.
But Mengjia’s reputation is comparable to that of a third-rate family. There is no other reason, just because of Mengjia's dream neon clothes.
Dream neon clothes, but the number one beauty in Kyoto!
Zhang Yifeng touched Zhang Kexin's head lightly and said that he was okay. Then he looked at Old Man Wen with regret and said, "Are you sure you don't want my gift? Just heard your son said that you seem to like Fang Keting's voice. Originally, I wanted to call Fang Keting to come over and sing a few songs to help everyone. Since you don't want my present, then forget it."What Zhang Yifeng said, Wen Junjie, Wen Junchi and others were all shocked. Horses, I've seen anyone who brags, I have never seen such a brag, this cow is not only blowing into the sky, it's blowing into the outer sky!After a brief consternation, everyone sneered."Zhang Yifeng, don't brag about it. Can you have Fang Keting's phone call? It's a big joke. Do you think you are Fang Keting's relative?""Hmph, my dad contacted Fang Keting, and they made it clear that he had no schedule, so stop bragging here."Zhang Yifeng's face was still flat, and said: "I Zhang Yifeng speaks, and it counts as if I speak.""Grandpa, I can't stand it anymore, please allow us to ask someone to carry this pretend b off! He is here, like a pile of shit, affecting my mood!" Wen Junchi's voice came, even the word **** It's all used, which shows how much he hates Zhang Yifeng. Even if this poor ghost has no identity background, he still loves to brag so much.Zhang Yifeng ignored Wen Junchi at all, instead he took out the phone and dialed Fang Keting directly."What is he doing?" The Wen family were all taken aback."It seems to be calling Fang Keting. Damn, if I didn't know how much this kid is, I would almost believe it!""Zhang Yifeng, don't pretend."Not to mention that the Wen family didn't believe it, even Zhang Kexin, who was on the side, subconsciously pulled Zhang Yifeng's clothes by hand, and didn't seem to believe it either.The gift she prepared for Zhang Yifeng was obviously a pen. How did it become Fang Keting?Even though she said that she would be more face-saving on her face, but if Fang Keting didn't come, she would just slap herself in the face.Just when Zhang Kexin was worried, the phone seemed to go through, and Zhang Yifeng's voice came afterwards: "It's me, I'm sure, I need you to help me today. Will there be no schedule?"This Yifeng, the play is really like that!The next moment, people heard a woman's voice faintly coming from the other end of the phone."Originally there were schedules, but I postponed everything today, just to wait for an uncertain call from you, and thought you would not make the call anymore, right? Okay, I'll go over immediately, just the Wenjia The eldest son contacted Sister Liu, but I rejected it all at once. Will it be bad for me to go to Wen's house now?Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "There is nothing wrong with this effect. Come on, how long will it be?""The road outside doesn't seem to be blocked, I will be there in ten minutes.""Okay, let's talk about it when it comes."With that, Zhang Yifeng hung up directly, and said flatly to the Wen family: "Fang Keting will be here in ten minutes."Huh!After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, everyone on the scene finally couldn't help laughing.Several women smiled even more."Brother Jie, who the **** is this guy, why is he so funny, he can act so well, why not apply for the Central Film Academy, I almost believed it."Haha, don't say you believe it, I almost believed it. This is the funniest joke I've heard today."Just as everyone was laughing, Wentai led an old man over."Dad, the old man from the Du family has come to celebrate your birthday in person."As he said, Wentai glared at several juniors: "What are you laughing at here? It's not polite at all. Don't say hello to Grandpa Du.""Grandpa Du..."Only then did the juniors stop their smiles and salute the old man."Old Du, I didn't expect you to come in person."On the seat, the old man from the Wen family finally got up and greeted the old man personally, which shows that the old man's identity is extraordinary.The Du's family in Kyoto is a family of officials, belonging to the third-rate family, ranking sixth. The position far exceeds the seventh-class writer. It was wrong. The literary family is in the lower third-rate and seventh-rate family, not the third-rate and sixth-rate family.The Kyoto family is divided into three, six or nine classes, and the gap in each class is visible to the naked eye. The sixth-class family is definitely stronger than the seventh-class family. Besides, the sixth class and the seventh class are two different levels."Old man, you and I have grown up together. They are old bones. How can I not come in person when you have a big birthday? How old can our old bones live? Live and cherish it.""Yes. Now I can still think of scenes from when I was a child. When I was a child, I felt that time flies slowly. When I look back when I am old, I realize that my life is not long. If you talk too much, come, I will take you to your seat."Old man Wen seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness, and the two old men walked side by side and went to the chief. The old patriarch of a third-rate family is absolutely qualified to sit as the chief.The old man obviously didn't want to see Zhang Yifeng.When the old man left, Wentai coldly said, "What's the matter with you, everyone is busy, but you are here hippie and smiling.""Dad, you don't know how funny it was just now. This **** actually said that he called Fang Keting and Fang Keting will be there in ten minutes."Wen Junjie's voice came, and he pointed his finger at Zhang Yifeng.Wentai smiled after hearing this, and said coldly: "You also believe in an abandoned child. Hurry up and help greet the guests. At this time, many valuable guests will be there. In addition, put the boy and Zhang Kexin outside and let them Sit and don't get in the way here."Wen Junjie hadn't spoken yet, but Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly: "The outside does not fit my identity. I will sit there."Zhang Yifeng stretched out his finger and pointed at the chief. The chief dining table is very large, with a huge turntable that can accommodate 30 people. Here you can see Liu Yanyan jumping on the side table up close."Where do you want to sit? Dreaming, even I am not qualified there." Wentai snorted coldly.The old man and the big brothers are sitting there, and even their sons and grandchildren are not qualified to go there."You are not qualified. That's because you are useless. There is just for someone like me."As Zhang Yifeng said, holding Zhang Kexin's hand, he turned around to head towards the chief seat."Zhang Yifeng, you are shameless! Don't blame us for being polite. Stop him."Wen Junjie Wen Junchi gave a cold drink, and was about to step forward to stop Zhang Yifeng. The voice of the male welcoming guest suddenly came."The daughter of the dream family in Kyoto, and the neon clothes of the dream come to wish birthday."Kyoto Dream House, the third-rate fifth-class family! In the middle and third-rate families, strength is neither strong nor weak.But Mengjia's reputation is comparable to that of a third-rate family. There is no other reason, just because of Mengjia's dream neon clothes.Dream neon clothes, but the number one beauty in Kyoto!
