Fugui Hall

Huilin Zhang was in a bad mood and walked to the Fugui Hall.

She originally wanted to get along with Qu Qinghuan and the big guys around Qu Qinghuan when she was giving gifts.

But she didn't have that opportunity.

Big people, you can see them wherever you want.

There are people who specialize in receiving gifts on the first floor, only ordinary people.

In other words, the gifts and brides given by ordinary people are simply registered and placed there, and the person can leave.

Those who do not need to be introduced by others and are invited into the main hall by special reception staff from the entrance will naturally receive a great thanks from the owner.

If Huilin Zhang had a father who was the district chief or a top student at Longzhou No. 1 Middle School, she would not need to worry about it, so naturally someone would invite her to the main hall.

The girl doesn’t think it is, but today you all think it is.

The girl who likes to shine, likes to be noticed, and pursues the limelight, has her self-esteem humiliated.

In fact, it has been like this in previous years, so it’s not that Zhang’s parents don’t want to come.

Huilin Zhang, who originally wanted to dance, now just wants to leave here as soon as possible.

She walked into the Fugui Hall and was about to call Long Qingyun to go with her. The man had been an orphan since he was a child. He must be a withdrawn person and couldn't get along with others. He was waiting for him to leave quickly.

Thinking of this, Huilin Zhang felt better. She looked around and looked for Long Qingyun's figure.

There were a lot of people in the Fugui Hall. Huilin Zhang searched in the corner, but there was no Long Qingyun's figure in her eyes.

After searching for half a minute, he didn't see Long Qingyun, so Huilin found an acquaintance.

"Xiaogua, have you seen a brother wearing our school uniform, who is as tall as me and has short hair."

Xiaogua is a little boy wearing open-crotch pants, about four or five years old. At this time, she was playing with the children while waiting for the meal.

"I saw it, there..." Xiaogua pointed, the child was still very obedient.

Huilin Zhang looked over and searched for several seconds before finding Long Qingyun's back.

Because Long Qingyun was sitting on the chair and his school uniform was covered by the chair, he couldn't find it.

Huilin Zhang walked over and soon found Long Qingyun chatting with a group of big men.

She felt very strange because the table was full of men and the kind of family members of each family!

Basically, they are in their fifties and sixties, and the youngest is the kind of person who is a grandfather.

At this time, Long Qingyun was chatting happily with a group of big men here, and the group of big men listened to the young man talking.

"Different places need different policies. Why can Muzhou quietly change its industries and solve the treatment and work problems of millions of workers?"

"Of course it's because someone is giving advice later!"

"In the past century, Muzhou has basically not changed much. It has been replenishing the old capital left by the Wang Lanling period a hundred years ago, and even economic policies have continued at that time."

"But I can't live for many years. In my opinion, the changes in the Blue Star pattern are in our generation!"

This group of people also wanted to rely on their seniority to talk about politics with Long Qingyun. Long Qingyun is best at reasoning with others. He refuted all these people in just a few words.

The story of laid-off workers is over, and it is time for key politics!

"Long Qingyun... Why are you sitting here?"

Huilin Zhang called Long Qingyun, and the people at this table were all the same generation as her grandparents, or even higher-level people.

Long Qingyun tilted his head and saw that Huilin Zhang was back, he casually said, "It's okay, I'll just sit here. If you have nothing to do, please call the waiter to bring me a cup of tea. The pot is empty."

A group of people were talking about politics, and the water in the teapot was drunk.

Huilin Zhang paused and said awkwardly: "We should leave."

Long Qingyun was having a happy chat and didn't want to leave.

"Why did you leave so quickly? You haven't eaten this food yet. Besides, aren't you going to dance? Why don't you go to the dance floor to dance?"

Huilin Zhang was watched by people at a table and several tables around her, and she was extremely embarrassed.

"Let's go, let's go." Huilin Zhang didn't want to say much. She just wanted to go home now.

However, Long Qingyun is not the only one here. Now there are many adults around Long Qingyun who are having fun chatting with Long Qingyun.

An uncle looked at Huilin with a bad expression, "What are you doing?! I'm here before I can eat it, so I'll keep going, get out of here!"

Talking with warm voices is not the style of this place or this era. It is not as respectful to the elderly, loving the young and civilized as it is.

"You girl doesn't understand the rules." An old man also looked at Huilin Zhang, "We elders talk here, how can you talk?"

"Whose kid is this?" The old man glared at Huilin Zhang bluntly.

This is the true nature of these people in the eyes of the rest of the people, and it also makes Long Qingyun look so weird that a young young man can talk and laugh with the people at this table.

The old women and young men around them dare not approach these people, and no one dares to mess with them in all senses.

"This is the little girl from the old Zhang family." A middle-aged man who knew Huilin Zhang explained to the old man who was asking.

The old man frowned, "Which old Zhang?"

There are many people in the fertilizer factory’s surname.

The person next to him explained: "Old Zhang from the Construction Bureau, his wife is the accountant of our factory's finance."

"I don't know you!" The old man was not a reasonable person. He directly said to Huilin Zhang with a cold face: "Get out!"

These masters are getting more and more difficult as they get older. Although they have a low position in the factory and don’t make much money, no one dares to mess with them.

If the finance department dares to count them a penny less, it would definitely be the family who blocked the door and cursed the streets.

Neither Zhang Huilin’s parents dared to offend these people, let alone the ignorant little girl.

The little girl was already full of grievances, and she felt even more uncomfortable at this time.

"Hahaha, why are you doing so serious? I came with her, why can't she say a few words?"

Long Qingyun spoke, and he thought that Huilin should have encountered something.

The little girl did not go to see the old men, but said to Long Qingyun: "You are here, I'll leave first."

Huilin Zhang's expression is wrong now. The little girl seemed to have encountered something, but she seemed to be scolded and cried by a group of stinky old men.

After thinking about it for a moment, Long Qingyun roughly understood something, and he could guess what she and he were assigned to this hall.

Long Qingyun stood up.

He could leave, and he didn't mind the attitude of the so-called upper class people, but he couldn't let Huilin leave just like that.

After leaving like this, I will always remember the humiliation of this day.

A girl’s youthful life should indeed be diverse, bitter and sweet.

But Long Qingyun doesn't allow that kind of humiliating thing to happen for the rest of his life!

Whether it is in yourself or others, as long as he sees it, it won’t work!

"Since we came together, we must go together, but before we leave, we have to dance and then leave, right?"

"How can I dance without a stage?!"

Huilin Zhang turned her head aggrievedly and refused to look at Long Qingyun. At this time, she exhaled all her anger on Long Qingyun. She didn't want to stay for a moment, but just wanted to find a place to stay quietly for a while after going out.

"Who said there is no stage?"

Long Qingyun stepped on the chair beside him and smiled confidently.
Chapter completed!