I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Several people were instantly embarrassed, their cups held stiffly in their places.

They were all friends of the woman with the small nose, and were not very familiar with Wen Jingyi, but the woman with the small nose often talked about Wen Jingyi in front of them in words and deeds.

Because of preconceived notions, they think everyone is a friend.

I didn't expect that Wen Jingyi would really show her displeasure even though it was just a joke.

Thinking of her identity, they knew that they would disappear in Kyoto with just a flick of her finger, so no one dared to speak.

The woman with the small nose was also very embarrassed. It was her birthday today, and she had finally begged Wen Jingyi to attend her birthday party.

She actually had her own selfish motives, which was to show off to her friends that she was Wen Jingyi's good friend.

Wen Jingyi is the granddaughter of Wen Lao, a big shot in Kyoto's political circles. Her status is much higher than those second-generation rich people, second-generation demolition people, and so on.

She thought she was Wen Jingyi's good friend, but unexpectedly, Wen Jingyi didn't give her any face at all.

It would be fine if he was late, but he started to show displeasure as soon as he arrived.

If she wasn't the daughter of the Wen family, the woman with the small nose would rather lick a beggar on the street than lick Wen Jingyi.

The woman with the small nose bit her lip and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, Jingyi, they were just joking. For my sake, please don't argue with them, okay?"

The small-nosed woman coaxed, gently shaking her arm.

Wen Jingyi shook her hand off. "Humph, since you're the birthday girl today, I won't bother with you. I don't want there to be a next time."

"Thank you, Jingyi, you are so good to me. I promise I will never do it again." The woman with a small nose was grateful and licked sincerely.

Wen Jingyi snorted coldly and walked towards the main seat. The others were afraid of the Wen family's power and hid to the side, as far away as they could.

Wen Jingyi sat down, and only the woman with the small nose was left around her.

The woman with the small nose was just a dog she raised, and she was giving her enough face by attending her birthday party.

Her messed-up friends were nothing but slum rats trying to get close to her.

Just ridiculous.

She felt like she was catching some dirty disease if she spoke a word to them.

In other words, it is unlucky to associate with women with small noses.

Wen Jingyi crossed her arms and said condescendingly, "You are my friend, Wen Jingyi. You are not allowed to associate with these people in the future. It's a lower grade."

Even if the dog she raises wants to be friends with someone, it shouldn't be a poor loser or a low-class person like this.

"Jingyi, don't be angry." The woman with a small nose coaxed her.

I'm afraid Wen Jingyi will be angry, and her father still wants to rely on the Wen family's connections to climb up the ladder.

"I know, they are all my classmates. They said they wanted to celebrate my birthday. I couldn't refuse their kindness. I won't do it again next time."

The woman with a small nose was good at coaxing people, and she coaxed Wen Jingyi into submission in no time.

"You are just soft-hearted. Never mind. Just let it go."

"belch."

Qin Zhizhi burped and gave a thumbs-up, saying, "The chef of Yunzhou International deserves to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple."

She wanted to lick all the remaining soup on the plate.

Wen Wan stared at her and saw that her eyes were still green with joy even though she was full. He was afraid that she would really lick the plate, so he quickly asked someone to take the plate away.

While wiping his mouth with a tissue, Qin Zhizhi said to Manager Luo bluntly, "There are three of us, and each of us will provide ten high-quality male models."

Manager Luo's temples were throbbing.

The word "good guy" almost popped out of his mouth.

Qin Zhizhi's momentum seemed to be calling for ten more pig's trotters.

"Miss Qin, this place is too narrow. It can't accommodate thirty people." Manager Luo said objectively.

"Then eight per person, no less."

This was the first time that Manager Luo negotiated terms with a customer. In the past, he always complained that customers ordered too little.

Manager Luo looked at Wen Wan undecidedly. Wen Wan was sitting aside, jumping and dancing happily like a parent watching his own child.

"Give her ten."

"Ok?"

Qin Zhizhi tilted her head. She could understand why Wen Wan didn't want a male model. After all, the ones around her were all top-notch.

But Meng Fu was there too, and she couldn't be left out.