December 18th, the 21st of the winter moon.

Fang Buwei was sitting in the restaurant, listening to the old mixed-race housekeeper talking about American social etiquette.

All my family are here, including the most impatient thing about learning etiquette and rituals.

But under Xiao Zaiming's tyranny, even though he was drowsy, Xiao Zaimhe had to get up to his heart.

If you dare to blink your eyes, Xiao Zaiming and the whip will come over.

After they left, Xiao Zaihe was the head of the family, and he could only rely on him for relationships.

Although Fang Shiqi is more steady, he is automatically excluded, including Fang Buwei.

There are too many lessons, and no one can rest assured.

It is relatively more important to try to show up as little as possible.

Living in such a gathering area of ​​wealthy people, etiquette interaction is essential. If you really dare to stay at home and not show up, your neighbors will doubt you.

So what you should learn must be learned.

Halfway through class, the concierge ran to Fang Buwei and said that Zhang Yonghe had arrived.

Fang Buwei went downstairs in two steps, followed by Xiao Zaiming and Chen Jiang.

Zhang Yonghe was sitting in the hall drinking, while the Chinese butler stood on one side and talked to him.

Two housekeepers, one chief and one deputy, one inside and one outside, and four guards, three servants, one concierge and one driver, were all told by Situ Meitang to find Zhang Yonghe.

It was just that I didn't see you for a month, and Zhang Yonghe felt that the people he had found had obviously changed.

The concierge, driver, and guards obviously had a few military auras.

There is also a maid who has just been to Tu.

Whether it was coming in or out, the maid left on the right.

What's the difference between this?

In the past, the wealthy families came in and went out upside down.

But judging from the maid's appearance, she was not so timid, and she obviously did not follow this path.

"Who trained you after you come?" Zhang Yonghe said, pointing to the maid who was carrying the tray.

"It's the young lady!" the housekeeper replied.

"Where is Junior Brother Qi?" Zhang Yonghe asked again.

"Young Master never asks about these trivial matters!" replied the housekeeper.

Zhang Yonghe blinked his eyes and said nothing again.

What is Qi Wuxiang’s wife’s trick?

Haven't you heard of any woman in the country serving in the army?

Just as he was suspicious, Fang Buwei took Xiao Zaiming and Chen Jiang downstairs.

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Fang Buwei hugged and clasped his fists.

Zhang Yonghe responded, and greeted Xiao Zaiming and Chen Jiang again: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Jiang!"

He always felt that Junior Brother Qi's home was full of weirdness.

My father, father-in-law and uncle are all here, but what is in charge of Qi Wuxiang?

But Qi's father, who should have been the head of the family, looks like a transparent person?

Zhang Yonghe was just confused, but he did not doubt the relationship between these families.

You will know by looking at your appearance.

"The mountain master is back, please come over and meet!" After saying hello, Zhang Yonghe directly said the matter.

Fang Buwei paused and asked again: "Did you come back yesterday?"

"No, the boat got off at noon!" Zhang Yonghe shook his head.

It was just two o'clock, which meant that Situ Meitang had just returned to the main hall and sent Zhang Yonghe over.

Zhang Yonghe came to the door in person and said the words "Yishi", which made Fang Buwei feel a little shocked.

This specification is high enough.

Fang Buwei asked the butler to get a few gifts, and asked the driver to prepare a car.

A tall and thin old man, with almost white hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a sense of elegance, and he could not tell that he was the leader of the community of tens of thousands.

Occasionally, the light in my eyes flashed and I could see a few traces of majestic aura.

How could it be a simple person to be able to start from scratch in a foreign country, lead tens of thousands of people to unite and make unparalleled achievements and be admired by future generations?

Fang Buwei saluted respectfully.

Calculate the age, the old man is already nine out of sixty, but he is still rushing for his motherland. It is hard not to think about it or not admire it.

After Zhang Yonghe was abandoned, only Situ Meitang and Fang Buwei were left in the living room.

"Why do you still have to hide your name when you arrive in the United States?" Lao Xian asked with interest.

After Fang Buwei left Nanyang, Yu Erjun sent another telegram to mention the matter. The old man thought to ask after Fang Buwei came, but unfortunately, the Zhigongtang General Hall opened the incense hall, and he had to go there. It took more than a month to go.

The old man is indeed curious.

Since Yu Erjun did not mention it in the telegram, it means that Fang Buwei's enemy is quite big and can even catch up with the United States.

Fang Buwei pondered slightly and replied, "I offended the Japanese a little harshly..."

He picked up a few things that could be said, such as how to save Yu Erjun, how to destroy the Japanese people who wanted to use the consul to seize the situation...

The old man stared at Fang Buwei steadily.

He was sure that Fang Buwei would not lie in front of him. If he wanted to verify, it would be just a few telegrams.

The old man couldn't believe that Fang Buwei was really that powerful?

He killed the Japanese spies alone and survived the number 40 elites, and finally survived?

He has been in the world for decades, but he has never heard of such rumors.

"How old are you?" The old man looked at Fang Buwei with interest.

“Twenty-one!”

It's actually a false year.

The old man nodded: "No wonder my second brother wants me to go to the altar!"

The second brother that the old man mentioned is Yu Erjun.

Xing Fu takes the homonym of his confidant, which means a general who leads the army and belongs to the first row of "uncle" and sits in the tenth seat.

That is, the red stick of later generations.

Deputy Xing’s immediate superior is the deacon, which means the Minister of War. Later generations combined the two into one, collectively known as the Double Flower Red Stick.

When the founding father started, he sat in this seat.

Xinyi refers to Xinding, who belongs to the half of the thirteenth half-master in the first row. Every time the incense hall is opened, the best among the newcomers will sit in this seat.

It belongs to the end of the practice.

If Xinyi is interested, he can ask the mountain master and the platoon to decide, request promotion to the altar, and compete for the position of deputy prisoner.

To put it bluntly, it's a striking move.

The flames of the arena were decided by the mountain master and the platoon masters.

If Shinichi wins and makes great contributions to the family, country and mountain gate, he or she can be promoted to deacon after discussing with the mountain master and the platoon.

Fang Buwei saved Yu Erjun and destroyed more than 40 Japanese spies, which was enough in terms of credit.

In other words, he has not had enough reputation, otherwise he would have been completely exempted from the challenge. Since the second king was the guarantor, Mr. Situ decided to be promoted directly to the deacon.

But if Fang Buwei didn't tell lies, how bad would he be with his single-handed killing forty enemies?

That's why the old man said it's no wonder.

"In three days, I will ask Yonghe to explain the details to you!" the old man said with a smile, "I asked you to come today, mainly to talk about private matters..."

After the old man finished speaking, Fang Buwei realized why he was in a hurry to see him as soon as he came back from San Francisco.

In three days, the incense hall was about to open. Once you entered the door, you became a newborn child and some things were difficult to discuss.

For example, business!
Chapter completed!