After getting off work, Zhang Yushu's son Zhang Shubai drove over with his wife and son. In fact, the living conditions of the Zhang family are quite good. It is amazing that the family can afford a car these days.

Zhang Shubai and He Xiangdong also met him, a middle-aged man with eyes and very elegant eyes. Although he did not work in art, his things he did were related to the art world because he was in charge of the art world.

Although artists have turned over now and have a higher social status, they have become the people's artists in the minds of the people, and are no longer popular in the old society like beggars and prostitutes, many old artists still don't want their children to be art.

Now society has become better, so what can I do? The artist industry has always been a circle of fame and fortune, and everyone comes to compete for fame and fortune. Although other industries are also fame and fortune, the competition is really not as fierce, dark and dirty as the artist industry.

Many old artists hope that their children will do some decent and stable jobs, such as being a teacher or a doctor, or working in a government unit. Even if they cannot become famous and make a lot of money, at least they have a decent job and stable income, which is enough.

It's really hard to mess with artists.

So when Zhang Shubai was still very young, Zhang Yushu asked his children to study hard, but he did not teach him any verbal skills, so he asked him to finish college. Later, the country assigned a pretty good job, and now he is quite promising.

Zhang Shubai's lover is a doctor in a Shanghai Yi Hospital. Although he is busy with work, he is very decent. The couple's income is not low after adding up.

Their son is Xiaofeng, who is nine years old this year and is still in elementary school. He looks pretty and cute.

When He Xiangdong saw Xiaofeng, he immediately gave him a big red envelope. This was a meeting gift. The Zhang family refused a little and accepted it.

The supper was booked at Qingyun Hotel. Zhang Shubai had a car himself and hired a taxi. All of these talents squeezed in.

Zhang Shubai drove his wife, children and his old father to Qingyun Hotel. He knew that he was driving very steadily in the traffic and his face was a bit serious. This was a more serious person.

He drove the car and asked, "Dad, that He Xiangdong is a crosstalk actor, right?"

Zhang Yushu was playing with his grandson in the back seat. When he heard the words, he replied, "Yes, he is talking about crosstalk."

Zhang Shubai asked again: "Where is he working now?"

Zhang Yushu replied: "Now, the official job is to speak crosstalk in the railway art troupe, and also in the Yijia small garden in Beijing."

Zhang Shubai asked again: "There is no other job?"

"there is none left."

"Oh." Zhang Shubai responded and stopped asking.

Zhang Yushu teased his grandson for a while, thought for a while, and asked, "What are you doing when you ask Xiao Dongzi's job?"

Zhang Shubai said: "No, I just think he invited us to the Qingyun Hotel for dinner. This is a big deal. I wonder if this person has a high income. Now it seems, I'm afraid hehe."

Zhang Yushu frowned. He also felt that He Xiangdong was a little too generous, but he didn't want to say much. He Xiangdong knew very well. This child just wanted to express his gratitude, but it really didn't have to be like this. His friendship with his master was a waste of his life.

Zhang Yushu thought about it and said, "This child is also very dedicated, let's just take it."

Zhang Shubai shook his head slightly: "You don't have to be so extravagant. Just find a small restaurant next to you for a meal. We won't be able to choose him, just have to get his mind. Now when you go to such a big hotel, you may have to eat his salary for about half a year. Alas, this child is still too young."

Zhang Yushu also fell silent, and his son was right. He knew very well that this was a newly built five-star hotel in Shanghai. It is said that the consumption inside was famous for its high prices. Now he can only secretly decide that he would have to control ordering at the table.

While talking, the car arrived at Qingyun Hotel. He Xiangdong and his team got off the taxi and waited at the hotel door, while Zhang Shubai went to park.

He Xiangdong looked at the hotel. The floor of the hotel was not high, only eight floors, but it was positively large. It was a square foundation. Half of the foundation was a restaurant, and the building was right-angled, occupying half of the area of ​​the foundation, and the other half was a garden artificial lake, an open-air coffee bar and other buildings.

The entire hotel showed a Western style. He Xiangdong looked at Zhang Shubai who was parking. He walked to the gate and said to the doorman: "Are your manager here? Tell your manager and tell your manager that He Xiangdong has come."

The doorman obviously knew about this, so he immediately asked He Xiangdong to wait here, and then ran in quickly to report the matter.

The manager wearing formal clothes also came out soon. When he saw He Xiangdong, he stretched out his hand enthusiastically, held He Xiangdong and shook it hard, and said enthusiastically: "Oh, Mr. He has come here. My surname is Wang, just call me Xiao Wang."

He Xiangdongdao: "Manager Wang, you are polite. Are you ready for the private room?"

Manager Wang said: "Don't worry, you have prepared a long time ago. The best private room here in Qingyun Pavilion."

"Private room?" Zhang Shubai also parked the car and walked over. He heard such a sentence as soon as he came, and his brows frowned.

Zhang Yushu took his grandson's little hand and advised him: "Hi, what private room should I go to? Just eat in the lobby. It's so crowded to go to the private room, and the air is not circulating."

Manager Wang immediately said: "Our Qingyun Pavilion private room has installed the best air dredging and purification equipment in the world. Not only is it not stuffy or blocked, but the equipment can also effectively remove dust and impurities in the outside air."

Zhang Yushu's heart was secretly quenched. Just a broken air was so powerful that the price was not as high as the sky.

Zhang Shubai thought silently in his heart. If this situation continues, this kid will not pay all his annual salary?

What can a young man do?

Xiaofeng, the child, didn't understand what these adults were thinking. When he heard such fun things, his eyes lit up: "Wow, it's really so powerful."

Manager Wang was obviously also a good person. He immediately said to Xiaofeng: "Yes, there is a complete set of Transformers toys in the private room."

Xiaofeng covered his mouth with his hands: "Wow, is there really? Can I play with it?"

Manager Wang smiled and said, "If you want it, I can give it to you all."

"It's great, I'm going, grandpa, I'm going." Xiaofeng quickly grabbed Zhang Yushu's hand and began to beg. He knew that his grandfather loved him and that his father was too fierce, so he didn't dare to ask for it.

Zhang Yushu's face turned black, and even gave away this thing, how much does it cost?

Zhang Shubai's wife quickly pulled the child down and advised softly: "Good Xiaofeng, okay, let's not go to the private room? Grandpa is old and not suitable for staying in a small room."

After saying that, she even gave Manager Wang a fierce look. This person had no limit on doing business, and he actually hooked up with a child so despicable.

Manager Wang was amused and laughed at that time.

Xiaofeng pouted his mouth, his face full of unhappiness, but he didn't dare to yell. His father was very strict.

Seeing this, He Xiangdong quickly said, "Okay, okay, let's go to Qingyun Pavilion."

Zhang Yushu said: "Just be in the hall."

He Xiangdong smiled: "It's okay, just go to Qingyun Pavilion."

Zhang Shubai frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

He Xiangdong nodded with a smile.

Fang Wenqi also looked at He Xiangdong with some concern, but when he saw He Xiangdong insisted so much, he stopped talking.

Zhang Shubai nodded: "Okay, then go to Qingyun Pavilion."

Seeing that they all said this, Zhang Yushu could only sigh silently.

"Okay." Xiaofeng jumped up happily, to be continued.
Chapter completed!