This meeting with Luo Xiaobei left a deep impression on Wang Jie.

This person is not simple.

But Wang Jie had a vague hunch that Luo Xiaobei would not be his enemy.

The next day, Wang Jie rarely made a high-profile time. He set up ten tables at the Imperial Hotel that had been mortgaged to Datang Jianye, and invited all the neighbours in Qianyuan Hutong over.

In the eyes of outsiders, these people are engaged in inferior trades, which is a bit ugly, a mob. But for Wang Jie, it was these people who had given him infinite courage, all kinds of survival skills, and a good enough double-skinned face during these eight years.

"Little blind man, you are wide now. According to the unwritten rules of Zhu Zhiwen Village, do you have to buy a car for us alone! Haha!"

"Hey, yeah, if you want us to say hello, one meal is no good, and it's not justified if you don't share one wife with one person."

"Don't listen to them, go back this time, don't be driven back, otherwise, we will all follow you ashamed."

"Yeah, the people in Qianyuan Hutong have the same ability. They have thick skins. Even if they fall into the cesspool, they will have to do two freestyle swimming. When you return to Wang's house, don't worry!

The neighbours were also not welcome, and they sat down and talked about Wang Jie's teasing.

Wang Jie smiled and said: "Don't worry, if I really can't get on anymore, I will definitely die in Yancheng, and I will definitely not come back to add to the trouble for you. Everyone eat and drink today, because I have caused you all these years of mischief. The soul hurt is eaten back."

Aunt Xiao grabbed Wang Jie and stared: "Don't listen to this group of stinky old men. They can't spit out ivory. Listen to Aunt Xiao. This time I will go back as a tourist. If you really feel wronged there. Well, why not come back to be the mascot of our alley. There is no grandchildren here, and there is a place for grandchildren. What is the Wang family? As long as you bully you, you will not wait. By the way, you say you, the boss is not young anymore, the Liu family Let you recite a notorious reputation. Now that you are relieved, it is time to get a target. Remember, you have a girlfriend, so report to me first. I was a famous matchmaker in the past, and I will give you a good check. . There is a way that a big **** is good for health, big feet do not sway, fatness is a blessing, and big bones do not go out of shape..."

Wang Jie smiled and said: "Aunt Xiao, did you say this is a girl? Isn't this a pig... Besides, your conditions don't match this, I think Robby is quite rare..."

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Wang Jie specially offered a glass of wine to Robert, Uncle Shi and Uncle Niu. The three old men were full of emotion and wept bitterly. The scene once made the audience sad, and those who heard it shed tears. It’s said that Wang Jie’s leaving, there is less scourge around him, think about it, no one will steal their mutton anymore, no one will smash their cricket pot anymore, no one will call them stinky chess baskets anymore. It was weeping with joy, and the three old men said that now they all want to go back and set off a few firecrackers...

Heheh, a meal turned into a running water table. From noon to nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Jie took Zhang Dabiao and Lin Huang to successfully confuse the last few old men before sending out a few buses. Sent people back...

At the checkout, the waiter typed out more than ten orders...

"Twenty-three Aolong..."

"Thirty-six Arras King Crabs..."

"Eighteen Greenland ivory clams..."

"..."

"Eighteen bottles of Maotai..."

"Thirty-six bottles of Wuliangye..."

"Three bottles of Lafite in 1982...Today's consumption totals 1,280,000..."

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Dabiao said in surprise: "Have you ever had red wine today? Why didn't I remember."

The waiter said innocently: "The old men said foaming dentures before meals, disinfection... just the little old man who smells of traditional Chinese medicine, said that it is best to use Lafite soaking, and the person who called for 82 years..."

"This old Luotou has a lot of spooky ideas!" Zhang Dabiao smiled bitterly: "That would not use three bottles!"

"Oh, the old man was so excited that he soaked his feet again, saying that it was red wine to invigorate blood, pour in two bottles..."

Zhang Dabiao was happy, and murmured: "The Prodigal Son is not the way to play, this little old man, this is really awesome!"

"Zhang Damao, what is the ink? Check out quickly and leave!" Wang Jie urged.

The waiter said: "Mr. Wang, our young master said that today's meal is free."

Wang Jie said: "That won't work, this meal has a different meaning, I have to ask for it."

After speaking, he signed a check and handed it over.

The next day, I really have to go.

Wang Jie asked Zhang Dabiao, Lin Huang, Zan Xichuan, and Hao Meng to put on new clothes customized in advance, and even the prince wore a private Italian handmade children's suit.

After eating the last breakfast in Yuncheng, the two extended Lincolns ordered by Luo Xiaobei came. Several people looked back and looked at them, and finally got into the car reluctantly.

And in the Purple Tone Manor on the other side of the city, the elderly Lu Yuliang is also busy.

He is directing his last few servants, hanging balloons and colorful lights.

"Master, it's your birthday today, so just rest!" The butler cautiously said, "Leave it to us."

"Shut up!" Although Lu Yuliang was downhearted, his dictatorship and domineering style remained the same, and he shouted, "I am counting on you trash, will you succeed? It will only hinder me. I, Lu Yuliang, are all you today. These are the unfavorable results of subordinates to do things."

The old butler sighed helplessly. In fact, he could have left, but considering that after so many years of master and servant, Lu Yuliang was alone again, so he stayed to take care of him, but Lu Yuliang didn't seem to realize his situation at all, instead he became more arrogant and domineering.

"The world is so cold! In previous years, everyone in Yuncheng would like to wish me a birthday on my birthday. Which one of the political and business circles does not sell my face? Now I am down. There is no such thing as a snobbery on my birthday. Snobbish, villain, this A group of scumbags!" Lu Yuliang slapped the table bitterly and scolded: "It's all caused by Wang Jie. It's all this **** who harmed me. Otherwise, how could I do this?"

As he said, he picked up a few needles, stuck a few more needles at the scarecrow with Wang Jie's name on the table, and mumbled: "I don't believe that you can't be killed!"

The old housekeeper shook his head helplessly.

After a while, a servant rushed in and happily said loudly: "Master, here is someone. There are several cars in the yard, all of them are famous cars..."

"Is someone giving me a birthday?" Lu Yuliang's eyes lighted up, and he immediately said with a complacency: "Wang Jie, have you seen it? This is the influence of my Lu, who has been in charge of Yuncheng for 30 years. Lao Tzu is Begging is better than what you want!"

As Lu Yuliang said, he hurried out with a kidnapper. When he saw the people who came, he was a little excited. He even said loudly from a long distance: "Mr. Yang, Mr. Xu, Lao Ma, they are all here. I thought this year. It’s not coming, everyone, thank you, thank you for coming to the humble house."

Speaking hard, a few more cars drove in. Almost all the top 20 families in Yuncheng sent representatives. This is simply bigger than the previous year's battle.

It's just a little strange that these people who came are all standing in the yard, and no one is willing to enter the house.

Lu Yuliang was about to cry in excitement, and hurriedly greeted him: "Everyone, sit in the hall, sit in the hall, someone Lu did not send you an invitation this year, and you can still come, indicating that you still remember me... See the truth in it!"

Lu Yuliang's greeting finally attracted everyone's attention!

Someone smiled unexpectedly and said, "Yeah, Lu Yuliang, you still live in Zidiao Manor..."

"Yes, didn't you say that you were admitted to the hospital and admitted to the ICU a few days ago? I thought you died!"

"Lao Lu, do you have the face to go out? It's cheeky enough to live to your level!"

The tone was wrong, and the style of painting changed drastically. Lu Yuliang was stunned for a while, before he was surprised: "You... didn't you give me my birthday?"

"Birthday? Who is it for? Are you?"

"Lu Yuliang, you have crushed us all these years, you still have the face to ask if we will give you a birthday?"

"That's right, haven't you counted what you have done yourself? It's really unknowing."

Lu Yuliang instantly turned around between great joy and great compassion. He couldn't get out for a while, and he couldn't get rid of his anger and cursed, "You don't give me the life of the **** from the rocks in the well. Why did you run into my yard on purpose? Shame, am I here? Get out of here."

"Don't you know?" Someone deliberately smiled and said, "Today, the son of the second master of the Wang family is leaving Yuncheng. He is going back to Yancheng. Helicopters are now on this grassland as an apron!"

"Yes, it was organized by the Cloud City Chamber of Commerce. Come and see Master Wang off."

"Who would have thought that Wang Jie is the heir of the Wang family. He has been scolded for eating soft food for three years. He is indeed a rich family."

"Lao Lu, I advise you to hide quickly, so as not to make others unhappy, you don't need to say more about what you have done to them!"

"Wang Jie, Wang Jie, it's you again! You deliberately embarrassed me on purpose!" Lu Yuliang roared, "The old man is dead, and he must be at odds with you!"