Mountain and Sea Museum

As a hairpin family, the Yong'an Ling family has great energy in Huaguo. Even though Mr. Ling has passed away, Ling Zhishen's face is still given by each family.

Therefore, there were quite a lot of people who came to the banquet of Ling Zhizhuan's wife's [-]th birthday, and those who couldn't get along with Ling's family sharpened their heads and wanted to enter the venue.

However, the Ling family's security is very strict. The invitation card scanning code verification and the smart security portrait system are two-pronged, making it impossible for those who want to take the opportunity to sneak in.

Kou Rong in a pink dress and her friend Ye Tingting were the second people stopped by the security guard. Kou Rong told the security guard that she was Ling Jue's girlfriend, and even showed the security guard a group photo on her mobile phone. The two had good things to say. However, the security guard still dutifully stopped the second daughter from entering.

"Sorry, I can't let you in without an invitation. Or you can call Er Shao Ling to come out and pick you up."

Kou Rong and Ye Tingting frowned and looked at each other, wanting to scold this security guard who doesn't know how to adapt. If they let Ling Jue come out to pick them up, they wouldn't be talking nicely to a security guard here.

The security guard did not move, and the two women got angry in a hurry. At this moment, a sudden sound came from far and near, and everyone at the door saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes driving a dark red agricultural tricycle. Come.

The security guard, the guest who was verifying the invitation, and the passer-by who wanted to sneak into the venue all stared at the tricycle, their eyes were as big as copper bells, and their expressions were blank.

The tricycle stopped at the gate of the garage, and the man in the car said to the security guard, "Please open the door, I'm Ling Muyu."

"Ah? Oh... Please wait a moment." The security guard came back to his senses, quickly compared Ling Muyu's portrait on the surveillance camera, and then opened the gate.

Ling Muyu was driving a tricycle and was about to go in. Kou Rong and Ye Tingting looked at each other, their eyes were firm, and they shouted in unison: "Handsome guy who drives a tricycle, wait a minute."

The tricycle had just started and was stopped by a foot. Ling Muyu turned to look at the two women and asked, "You called me?"

Kou Rong hurried over, "I'm Ling Jue's girlfriend, can you take us in?" She said and turned out the photos on her phone to show Ling Muyu, "Look, this is Ling Jue and I's girlfriend. Photos, that's all."

Ling Muyu squinted casually, and a kiss photo came into view. In the photo, a man and a woman kissed so muddy that their tongues could be seen.

ah!Eyes hurt!

"You are Ling Jue's girlfriend, so let Ling Jue take you in." Ling Muyu turned his head and put his foot on the gas pedal. He wanted to wash his eyes quickly.

Kou Rong and Ye Tingting watched the tricycle drive in, and couldn't help but want to curse. When they got to the point of speaking, they saw the tricycle reversed, and the man in the car asked through the gate, "Did Ling Jue give you an invitation?"

"If I have an invitation card, do I need you to bring it?" Kou Rong said angrily.

The corners of Ling Muyu's mouth curled up inconspicuously, signaling the security guard to let the two girls in.

Ling Muyu was one of the hosts of the banquet here. Since the hosts agreed, the security guards did not object, and opened the gate to let the two women in.

The other people who wanted to sneak into the banquet were dumbfounded, regretting that they didn't seize the opportunity.

After Kou Rong and Ye Tingting went in, there was still a distance from the entrance to the banquet hall, and they wanted to ride the tricycle, but Ling Muyu was not interested in picking up Ling Jue's girlfriend, so they ran away in the tricycle.

When he arrived near the parking lot, Ling Muyu handed the tricycle to the sluggish parking attendant and asked him to find a parking space for him to park. Then he straightened his suit and walked towards the banquet hall expressionlessly.

There were quite a few guests around here, and they were all surprised to see Ling Muyu and his tricycle, but they concealed it very well, not as dumb as the parking staff.

Ling Muyu smiled secretly, the curator's sleeves are very useful, even a tricycle can be loaded, and he helped him to the old house, let him drive all the way to pretend to be aggressive.

He didn't intend to come to his mother's birthday party, but he couldn't stand the phone bombardment from his uncle, aunt, and cousin. The cousin even said earnestly: "Anyway, you still have to show up at this time, otherwise we The face of the Ling family was trampled on by other families, show your face, give your aunt a gift, and then you can eat by yourself, we don't care about you, okay?"

He has lived with his grandparents since he was a child, and his relationship with his parents and elder brothers is not good, especially his mother, but he still gives the face of his uncle's family.

Because my heart is unwilling, I have to be a little demon to vent my dissatisfaction. The tricycle is one of the props for being a demon.

When we arrived at the main banquet hall, a group of people surrounded the main seats, and the one in the center was the protagonist of the banquet, Ling Zhizhuan's wife Kang Bingjie, who was also Ling Muyu's mother.

Ling Muyu stood at the entrance of the banquet hall, looking at the smiling parents from a distance, really wanted to turn around and leave without giving anyone face.

"Why don't you come back after the banquet is over." Ling Jue greeted the guests at the door, and when he saw Ling Muyu, he became angry and choked. Anyway, everyone knew that their brothers were at odds, and he had nothing to hide of.

Ling Muyu clasped her hands behind her back, cast a sidelong glance at Ling Jue, and walked straight in as though he was nothing.

Ling Jue's expression was distorted with anger, but it's not easy to show up on such an occasion.

"Oh, that's right." Ling Muyu walked three steps, stopped again, turned her head and said to Ling Jue, "I brought your girlfriends in for you, two."

Ling Jue was startled, and growled in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"The woman said she was your girlfriend, and she showed me the passionate photos with you. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. It's really a shame." After Ling Muyu finished speaking, she quickly left like avoiding the plague.

Ling Jue was so angry that he still stayed where he was and greeted people with a smile on his face, and stared at Ling Muyu's back in the interval between welcoming guests, wishing to eat his flesh raw.

Ling Muyu walked to the main seat, surrounded by a lot of people, he didn't say anything, and he didn't push through the crowd to go in. It was his cousin Ling Ying who saw him, held his hand, and brought him in front of the protagonist of the birthday banquet.

"Happy birthday." Ling Muyu handed over the lacquer box with black background and red pattern in his hand.

When Kang Bingjie saw him, the smile on his face faded, he didn't speak, he glanced at the lacquer box, but didn't answer it.

The atmosphere was tense and awkward, Ling Ying hurried out to smooth things over, helped to take the lacquer box, and said with a smile, "What did Xiaoyu give Auntie?"

"Shatanguo." Ling Muyu said.

"I've never heard of it." Ling Ying opened the box and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, like ruby."

"I heard that eating it can prolong life. It is rich in collagen, multi-vitamins, calcium, zinc, iron, selenium and other trace elements. This fruit is very rare. The conditions for planting fruit trees are very harsh and it is difficult to bear fruit. I also I found out by chance that I bought two after going around many times." Ling Muyu opened his eyes and told such nonsense that he almost believed it himself.

The guests at the side saw that the birthday gift from Ling Muyu was actually two fruits, and they secretly laughed in their hearts that the fourth son of the Ling family was unwilling to do any superficial kung fu, but it didn't seem like that from his description, and the two fruits were real. It is very beautiful, warm and transparent like red jade.

Regardless of whether they were sincere or not, the guests all praised Ling Muyu for his filial piety.

Ling Zhizhuan listened, his expression finally relaxed, he patted Ling Muyu's shoulder with a smile, and patted Ling Muyu the second time, but Ling Muyu avoided it without a trace.

Kang Bingjie's expression remained calm, and she turned her head to talk to a young woman next to her, but she didn't talk to her youngest son from the beginning to the end.

Ling Muyu didn't intend to talk to her mother, and she withdrew from the crowd after completing the gift-giving task. Ling Ying also walked away with him, and asked in a low voice as she walked, "Your Shatang can really prolong life?"

"Ha ha."

"I know you're fooling people." Ling Ying pushed him, and said angrily, "I don't even look at the occasion."

Ling Muyu said indifferently, "I'm not interested in bothering about her birthday presents, they're not worth my trouble."

Ling Ying persuaded: "It's a family after all..."

"When will they return my grandfather's relics to me, let's talk about the family again."

Ling Muyu's face was very ugly, Ling Ying wisely changed the subject and talked about his current job.

Speaking of work, Ling Muyu looked a lot better, she relaxed, and told her cousin what she could say, making Ling Ying laugh non-stop.

The two were talking, when Ling Jue was passing by with a few men, and when he heard the words "Shanhai Museum", he stopped immediately, and subconsciously said, "Ling Muyu, haven't you learned from that bird not shitting?" The museum resigned!"

Several men were young children of Ling Jue. Hearing this, he burst out laughing, and one of them said, "We even opened a bet on when you will resign from the museum. I bet for a month, so you have to be more confident." Son, don't let me lose."

Ling Muyu was not annoyed as they imagined. Instead, she spread her hands with a smile, and stretched out in front of them, "As much as the gambling money, give it all to me, the banker."

Ling Jue's friends: "..."

"Ling Muyu, don't go too far!" Ling Jue's eyes were on fire.

"It's not too much for you to gamble with other people's work?" Ling Muyu sneered: "You are the second generation ancestor at home, what right do you have to laugh at others for self-reliance?"

A man smoothed things over: "Brother Ling Si, we didn't mean that, we were just joking."

"Your jokes are not funny at all." Ling Ying supported Ling Muyu from the side.I can't get used to Ling Jue's gang of cronies for a long time, what kind of people they make friends with, the Ling family's good reputation is almost ruined by Ling Jue.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and went to look at Ling Jue again.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jue was dumbfounded. He had always been afraid of this cousin. When he was a child, he was tied to a tree by her cousin and hung for half an hour.

Ling Muyu stretched out his hand longer, and said: "Hurry up, if you don't want to give money for gambling, just donate to the museum of 'Birds Don't Shit'. A roll of honor will be set up in the museum to commend everyone for their generosity."

The few men were stunned, as if they had never thought that someone would "rob" so blatantly.

Ling Muyu stopped in front of them, with her hands stretched out under their noses, making it clear that it was—I, the administrator of the Shanhai Museum, paid the money, and was not allowed to leave without the money.

The situation here has already attracted many guests to watch. Under the inquiries of everyone, Ling Muyu smiled and opened his eyes and said nonsense: "The elder brothers heard that the museum I work in is remote and the facilities are backward, and they deeply feel the importance of education and science popularization. Sex, no, the big brothers donate with emotion and plan to donate at least 10 yuan each to support the construction of our Shanhai Museum."

Everyone was dumbfounded, and couldn't believe that these people would donate money, especially some young people who had heard of their private gambling, looked at them as if they were looking at aliens.

Ling Ying helped and said: "It's really rare that you are so caring. Let's applaud them together!" She was the first to applaud.

Everyone applauded one after another, and some people took the opportunity to make a fuss and asked a few people to transfer money on the spot.

The few people were riding a tiger, and the movement here had already attracted the host. After Ling Zhishen came over and heard his daughter tell the ins and outs, he also expressed his appreciation to the few people.

Helpless, they had no choice but to take out their mobile phones and transfer the money to Ling Muyu face to face one by one.

Comrade administrator looked at the extra 60 in the account with satisfaction, and then turned his attention to Ling Jue, "Aren't you going to support the construction of our Shanhai Museum with your friends, brother?"

A few of them made a small fortune, so naturally they refused to let Ling Jue go, and coaxed and said: "We are all a family, so donate more."

Ling Jue gritted his teeth angrily, took out his mobile phone and transferred one hundred thousand and one yuan to Ling Muyu, so angry that he didn't even say a word to Ling Zhishen, turned around and left.

Ling Zhishen immediately played the role of the patriarch, and invited the guests to go to the venue to chat and dance, and stop watching here.

"It's really a little too much." Ling Muyu pouted and put away the phone.

Ling Ying said: "Okay, that narrow-minded Ling Jue, he suffered a disadvantage here, you should be careful of him getting revenge elsewhere."

Ling Muyu put her hands in her pockets, smiled, and asked her cousin to talk to her best friend, while she turned around and went to the dining table to eat, thinking: I'm still afraid of him, I'm not even afraid of monsters, if you dare to provoke me, just let him Taotie, Wuwu and Qiongqi took turns swallowing him and spitting him out.

"Mr. Ling, can I bother you?" A man in his early thirties followed Ling Muyu to the dining table and handed out a business card with a smile, "I know Mr. Dan Xiao, the curator of the Shanhai Museum. A new administrator, nice to meet you."

Ling Muyu took the business card, which simply stated his name, phone number, and a company name——Yongan Huaan Supermarket Management Co., Ltd.

This business card and this company...he was suddenly blessed, and said in a low voice, "Cultivation Management Committee?"