Under One Person: Damn it, I have all the magic to defy the heavens

"Xiao Chen?"

"Mr. Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Do you want to call a doctor?"

The people around him noticed that something was wrong with him and asked questions.

However, at this moment, Chen Bin could not hear any sound.

His eyeballs bulged, his lips trembled, and cold sweat quickly seeped out of his forehead and nose tip, and slid down his cheeks.

What should I do? Should I turn around and pretend nothing happened?

However, the devil's eyes lit up when he looked at me, and he smiled and nodded at me.

He...he actually recognized me!!!

How to do! ! !

In extreme panic, Chen Bin's brain was working with difficulty, thinking about ways to survive.

Run out now?

Will I run into that devil when I get to the door, and get slapped to death by him?

No, no, we have to stay where there are more people. It seems that he is here to attend the banquet and he will not kill me here.

Thinking of this, Chen Bin tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened. He forced a smile and said to the people around him:

"It's okay, it's okay. I just had a heart attack, but I'm fine now..."

"Please take care of yourself, Mr. Chen."

"You young people shouldn't stay up late all the time."

Everyone saw him sit down and said a few more words of concern to him, without making any further fuss.

Five minutes after Chen Bin arrived, the last two guests also arrived. One of them was particularly eye-catching, she was the daughter of Mr. Peng of Shenghai Group, Peng Huihui.

Peng Huihui is seventeen years old this year. She has long black hair and fair skin. She has a slim and slender figure and is full of the vitality of a young girl.

She greeted her Uncle Wang in a bright voice, and then sat between her father and Qin Feng.

All the guests have arrived.

Wang Weiguo began his pre-meal speech.

"Thank you all for coming to my Xiaoye's welcoming party."

"Xiao Ye has been away from home for so many years, and now he is finally back... I am really happy."

"Tonight, everyone should be drunk and eat as much as they want. If you want anything to eat or drink, you can ask the waiter next to you... It's a happy day, so don't be too reserved."

"Since Mr. Wang has spoken, we will not be polite..."

Everyone could see that Wang Weiguo was in a really good mood and they all congratulated him.

Wang Ye, who was sitting next to him, laughed in his heart. His father wanted to put pressure on him by hosting a big banquet. He made a big fanfare about his return and announced it to everyone so that he wouldn't regret it.

After everyone chose their drinks, Wang Weiguo took the lead in raising his glass to celebrate Wang Ye's return.

At this time, among the many famous wines, the drinks of two people were very discordant.

One is Wang Ye.

He actually took out an old cadre thermos cup that he had used for who knows how long, which was still filled with bland tea.

The other one is Qin Feng.

This guy actually chose happy water.

You are not a child under ten years old. Do you know how to read the expressions of your elders when choosing happy water?

In the Chinese drinking culture, what kind of wine to drink and how to persuade others to drink are actually a reflection of class and a test of obedience.

If your leaders and elders ask you to drink, you must drink. Drinking means that you obey the group, recognize their class status, and are on the right track. Then your leaders and elders will be willing to look at you more and support you.

Wang was also the protagonist of the banquet and the son of Mr. Wang, so it was fine and everyone just followed his lead.

Qin Feng, as the youngest person attending the banquet and with the lowest status, how can you drink happy water?

Immediately, a middle-aged man stood up and advised:

"Hey little brother, everyone is drinking, it's not appropriate for you to drink..."

He thought highly of himself and gave Qin Feng a way out.

"Maybe you don't drink much, so let me pour you a glass of white wine. The alcohol content is not high, so you can drink this."

Qin Feng smiled and refused in a calm tone:

"No need, Mr. Wang told us to do whatever we want, I'll just drink Coke."

The middle-aged man was a little angry, thinking that the boy was a fool who didn't know how to read the atmosphere around him.

The other guests also frowned slightly and looked at the strange young man secretly.

However, Wang Ye's second sister-in-law Yang Feng curled up the corners of her mouth and was secretly happy.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice rang out.

"I, I want to drink Coke too..."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found it was Mr. Chen!

what's the situation? ? ?

Chen Bin called the waiter and replaced his Moutai with happy water.

"I...I saw Brother Qin holding a Coke, and I suddenly wanted to drink it too...Hahaha, I hope you don't mind."

Amid the complicated looks of the crowd, the somewhat messy toasting session just passed.

In fact, Qin Feng was not ignorant of these social etiquettes, he was simply too lazy to deal with them. Because now he no longer needed to please anyone present.

Some people present were not very happy with him and even showed this emotion on their faces.

But others were a little curious about him.

Because his reaction was so nonchalant.

For example, if a junior employee is invited to a banquet hosted by the company's CEO, he will be terrified. He will either behave humbly and bow to other CEOs, or pretend to be calm. He will unconsciously imitate others and their dining style, fearing that others will notice his disharmony.

Qin Feng is different. His every move reveals a calm confidence, as if to say, "I am just like this. I don't care what you think."

Either his status is not low, or he is a complete, high-purity rookie.

......

Soon, exquisite dishes were served one after another.

Everyone was eating and chatting.

It's just that Mr. Chen was a little strange today. He seemed very nervous. He glanced towards Qin Feng from time to time. He looked nervous and even dropped his eating chopsticks twice.

Peng Huihui was sitting next to Qin Feng. Qin Feng's appearance added a lot of points to him, so Peng Huihui had a good impression of him.

She lowered her voice and whispered to Qin Feng:

"Actually, I want to drink Coke too...but I'm afraid of gaining weight."

"It's okay to drink a little occasionally." Qin Feng said.

Peng Huihui looked at the dark brown bubbling drink and shook her head with regret.

Mr. Peng, who was sitting on the other side of her, was a little anxious.

He brought his daughter here because he wanted her to meet Mr. Wang's son.

But why didn’t my daughter go talk to Wang Ye, but was whispering with this boy?

At this time, Wang Weiguo's voice interrupted.

"Huihui just finished the college entrance examination this year, how did you do?"

"Uncle Wang, I did OK on the test. I think I performed normally..."

Mr. Peng said:

"I remember that Xiaoye was admitted to Tsinghua University with high scores. How about asking Xiaoye to recommend a better major?"

"Humph, he chose mathematics as his major, but he didn't study hard. He just wanted to fulfill the bet with me so that he could become a Taoist priest."

"She's good at math... Unlike my daughter, who wants to study chemical engineering just because she watched "A Flowing River" and thought Song Yunhui was handsome."

"Chemical engineering, is this something girls study?"

"If you ask me, it's best to choose a career in financial investment. You'll be able to work in an office and manage your assets in the future."

"dad!"

"Industry is the lifeblood of the national economy, so how can it be bad? Besides, it is so magnificent to see the steel city with bright lights and stars at night."

"You, you, you have been brainwashed by the TV series!"

"Besides, what era was that? What era are you in now? If you really go to study chemical engineering, you will come back crying within half a year."

"Alright, alright..." Wang Weiguo hurried out to mediate.

"It's a good thing that Huihui has ideals. Can't a family like ours afford her attempts?"

"As for Xiaoye, humph, if he really wants to do something, let alone chemical industry, I will support him in agriculture... I'm just afraid that he will not be interested in anything and will go to the Taoist temple again."

Wang Ye smiled slightly and did not respond.

Seeing that he couldn't pry him open, Wang Weiguo turned around and asked Qin Feng.

"Xiaofeng, I heard you are starting a business, what project are you working on?"

"How about I pay for it and let Xiaoye do it with you?"