Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

After all the dishes are served.

There were waiters to help pour wine and drinks, which saved Yang Zheng the trouble.

Otherwise this would definitely be his job.

He is the protagonist of the night and also the junior.

After seeing that everyone had wine or drinks in front of them.

Yang Zheng stood up and raised his glass, saying, "Everyone here, thank you for coming today. This is my college entrance examination celebration party. Let me toast to everyone first!"

Someone raised his glass.

Some people looked at...Yang Jiaxing.

The meaning of that look probably means: Your prince has ascended the throne?

Yang Jiaxing smiled and said, "Why are you all looking at me? Tonight is Yang Zheng's home game, and he's paying for all the food and drinks."

He then added, "He earned his own money."

Everyone looked at Yang Zheng in surprise.

Yang Zheng explained simply, "My father gave me some money, and I opened a small company in Xingcheng. The profits are pretty good, and I made a little money."

It’s okay to tell your parents about the World Cup.

But of course there is no need to tell others about it.

"How long has it been since you finished the college entrance exam? What kind of company has become profitable so quickly?"

Yang Jiahe asked with a questioning expression on his face.

Yang Zheng said with a smile: "This is my business secret. If uncle is willing to invest some money in me, I can tell you about it."

Yang Jiahe's tone was slightly hesitant: "Then if I invest money in you, how much benefit can you guarantee?"

Yang Zheng feigned surprise. "What nonsense are you talking about? If I could guarantee profitability, wouldn't I just ask my dad for the money? Why would I need your money?"

Yang Jiahe's expression froze when he heard this.

The others all tried to suppress their laughter.

Yang Jiahe's face turned dark, and he scolded with a stern face: "How do you talk to your uncle?"

Yang Zheng feigned innocence: "I'm just standing here and telling you this. Any problem?"

"you!"

Yang Jiahe was angry but didn't know how to express it.

Seeing her husband being angry, Aunt Zhao Juan immediately said, "You said your uncle was talking nonsense. How can you talk to your elders like that?"

"Oh, you care about this?"

Yang Zheng looked as if he had just understood something. He walked over with a glass of wine in his hand and raised it to signal:

"I'm sorry, uncle. I didn't know how to speak properly just now. Since I'm still young, please don't bother with me. I'll offer you a toast to make amends."

Yang Jiahe's expression just improved, and he raised his glass to clink wine with him.

After drinking a glass of wine.

Yang Zheng spoke again: "But then again, uncle, you are too petty, aren't you? I just spoke quickly, why are you so angry with me, a junior?"

Yang Jiahe paused and his face turned dark again.

Yang Zheng pretended to be surprised: "No, uncle, you are not angry again, are you? Why do you get angry so easily? Come on, come on, I will toast you another glass and apologize to you again."

Yang Jiahe was like someone had pressed acupuncture points on him, and he didn't move at all.

He really didn't know how to react now.

Should I accept this apology wine or not?

Don't answer?

Doesn't that just make you look petty?

catch?

He couldn't swallow this!

Zhao Juan pushed him. "What are you daydreaming about? Xiao Zheng is young, so it's normal for him to be tactless. Besides, he's already toasted you and apologized. Are you really mad at him?"

Yang Jiahe glared at her first, then raised his wine glass stiffly.

Yang Zheng clinked glasses with him and drank, then spoke again:

"Uncle, please tell me if you are still angry. If not, I will toast you another glass!"

not angry.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Yang Jiahe couldn't say them.

Because he was really angry!

So Yang Zheng poured another glass and raised it: "Uncle, I'll toast you again to apologize."

Yang Jiahe glanced at him, raised his glass again, took a deep breath, and drank it in one gulp.

"cough."

Yang Jiahe couldn't help but cough.

They drink white wine!

Three cups in a row!

I didn't even smell the food.

"Come, I'll toast you again."

Yang Zheng poured wine again and raised his glass without changing his expression.

Yang Jiahe didn't move.

He was trying hard to suppress the smell of alcohol rising from his stomach.

Afraid that I will vomit if I move.

He somewhat regretted having interrupted.

I also regretted putting on airs as an elder.

I regretted even more that I didn't go down the stairs just now.

Now Yang Zheng didn't even ask him whether he was angry or not, he just toasted him directly, which was like holding him back.

"Okay, three drinks are enough. Go have a few drinks with your uncle and your younger uncle."

Yang Jiaxing spoke up to smooth things over.

Yang Zheng gave his own father half face.

He looked at Yang Jiahe and said, "Uncle, Four Seasons of Fortune, this is the last cup. Drink it to show that you are not angry anymore."

Not drinking means you are still angry.

Then no one can step down today.

Although Yang Zheng didn't say this.

But no one is stupid.

That's what he means, his attitude is clear.

The elders have their own strengths, but the younger generations also have their own advantages.

In the final analysis, it all comes down to who is thicker-skinned.

Can the elders compete with the younger generations?

Anyway, I am just a child, it depends on whether you want to be decent as an adult!

The Yang family still has to be respectable.

After he felt the alcohol subside, he first said, "How could my uncle be angry with you?"

Then he clinked glasses with Yang Zheng and drank it.

He drank four glasses of liquor in a row.

Yang Zheng remained calm, as if he had just drunk four glasses of plain water.

Yang Jiahe kept his mouth tightly shut and did not spit it out directly.

Yang Zheng glanced at him and said with a smile, "Uncle, please eat slowly."

Then he returned to the Chen family's table.

Yang Jiawang happily gave him a thumbs up.

His uncles and aunts also looked surprised, as if they had just met him for the first day.

Grandpa smiled and said, "Xiao Zheng can drink quite well. He's just like me when I was young."

"What was your demeanor when you were young? You couldn't even drink as well as my mother."

Aunt Chen Xin complained, then looked at Yang Zheng and whispered, "You little brat, he's your uncle after all, why are you embarrassing him like this?"

Yang Zheng looked innocent: "What do you mean by embarrassing yourself? Wasn't I toasting him to apologize?"

Chen Xin rolled her eyes at him and said nothing more.

Yang Zheng smiled, picked up his glass and toasted everyone at the table individually.

The reason why he was so angry with Yang Jiahe just now.

Besides being unable to stand the fact that they are trying to take advantage of others and that they like to act like superiors.

It's also a bit like... establishing authority.

Most elders have the habit of being arrogant in front of their juniors.

Also likes to point fingers at others.

For example, my uncle Chen Lin who arrived first.

If Yang Jiawang hadn't arrived in time.

He will definitely attack Yang Zheng.

They may not have bad intentions, they just do it for your own good.

But Yang Zheng didn't want to listen.

Moreover, most of the time, what you think is for my good is just what you think.

So Yang Zheng was actually using Yang Jiahe as an example: Don’t tell me what to do in the future!

After two rounds of drinks at this table.

Yang Zheng took the bottle of wine again and went to the Yang family's table, toasting several aunts and uncles.

Although he also disliked these families.

But they also came to support him.

But he is the younger generation, so of course he cannot be impolite.

After all, we are relatives, there is no need to make things so awkward.

Yang Zheng played with his wine glass in hand and passed the level more than once.

After a few laps.

People at both tables looked at him as if he were a monster.

This is not the first time we have met him.

We have been relatives for more than ten years.

But I've never seen him drink before.

This was his first time to officially sit at the table.

And this drinking capacity was demonstrated the first time the dish was officially served.

Everyone was naturally surprised.