Zhang Jian looked at the empty hall and said to his father in front of him with confusion on his face: "Dad, why aren't everyone here yet? The chef has asked me three times."

Zhang Jian's father, Zhang Laosi, was dressed in a golden Tang suit, with a frown on his rosy face.

Could it be that his name as "Fourth Brother" is no longer popular?

It shouldn’t be, we obviously had an appointment to have tea together last week.

"Zhang Jian, why don't you wait a little longer? The traffic may be bad and we are stuck in a traffic jam." Zhang Laosi casually gave a reason.

Rather than telling Zhang Jian, it was more like comforting myself.

"Dad, did something go wrong that caused these seniors to miss their appointment?"

Zhang Jian thought about it again and again, but still couldn't figure out why he had agreed to treat guests to dinner, but the food had been reheated twice, and there was no sign of any guests.

Although it is human nature for people to drink cold tea, it can be considered that I have taken over my father's business, and I can still make a living on the road.

Are these old-timers just not showing any respect?

Zhang Laosi thought for a long time and asked: "Zhang Jian, what did these guys say when you called them?"

"Call? Dad... shouldn't you be the one calling them to inform them of the treat?" Zhang Jian asked doubtfully.

If he hadn't only had this son, Zhang Laosi would have wanted to kill Zhang Jian right now.

Good guy, I've been doubting myself all afternoon. I didn't even think it was your kid.

How can the host come to treat a guest and the meal is ready, but fail to inform the guest?

"Didn't I ask you to call to inform me? Where did your call go?" Zhang Laosi asked bitterly.

Hearing his father's question, Zhang Jian suddenly realized and said: "I thought you asked me to make a phone call. You were calling the restaurant to place an order."

Zhang Laosi was about to cry at this moment. He only regretted that he did not fool around too much when he was young. If he had an illegitimate child, it would be better than this stick in front of him.

Zhang Laosi glared at his son, then took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, Tiger? I, the fourth child, come to the Grand Hyatt Restaurant...what? I'm not asking you to pay for me...I'm here to treat you to a meal, so come quickly."

"Hey, Boss Jin, my fourth brother, I invite you to come to the Grand Hyatt Restaurant... After lunch, can we have dinner... What? It's too early for dinner?... Go to bed early and get up early, so

You need to have dinner early, come quickly."

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Watching his father keep dialing the phone, Zhang Jian raised his thumb in admiration.

After Zhang Laosi made the call, he scolded his son and said, "You little bastard, you can't even do this. Get out of here and wait to pick up the guests."

Zhang Jian didn't dare to talk back. He just retorted in his heart: If you call me a little bastard, no one of us will suffer.

Another hour passed like this, and it was already past three in the afternoon.

A few scattered guests at the table have arrived.

Looking at the table full of guests, Zhang Laosi held up his wine glass and said, "Brothers, please come here this time. I have something important to discuss with you."

Scarface, nicknamed Tiger, is usually the closest to Zhang Laosi and has the best relationship.

When he heard Zhang Laosi raising his glass and saying that he had something to discuss, he quickly said: "Fourth brother, don't worry, your business is my tiger's business."

Hearing that someone was cheering, Zhang Laosi was quite satisfied. He continued: "Thank you for your support, brother, but I still have to discuss this matter with you."

Tiger waved his hand generously and shouted loudly: "What else is there to discuss? Fourth brother, you are also... How do you say that word? Well, by the way, I have been a widow for many years, so fourth brother, when do you say you will do it?"

At the wedding banquet, I, Tiger, was the first to arrive to help."

Huh? What Tiger said confused Zhang Laosi? Why did it mean I want to get married? Zhang Laosi looked at his son Zhang Jian blankly.

Zhang Jian was also speechless at this time, because his parents were obviously divorced, so why did his father become a widow?

Zhang Laosi thought about it and realized that the rhythm was wrong, so he quickly explained: "Tiger, I didn't say I wanted to get married. Who did you listen to?"

When Tiger heard that he had said something wrong, he quickly explained: "I heard it from Li Dazui. He told me that you brought the brothers together to announce their marriage."

"Tiger, what the hell are you farting? When did I say that the fourth brother was going to get married? I was talking about the fourth brother's son getting married, right, fourth brother."

A short-haired man in a white suit retorted loudly. He was Li Dazui in the mouth of the tiger.

"When will I tell you that my son is getting married?" Zhang Laosi quickly asked Li Dazui.

Li Dazui pointed at Zhang Jian and said, "I just called you. Didn't you ask the brothers to come over and say something happened to your son Zhang Jian?"

Due to the instigation of Li Dazui and Tiger, the eight or nine people at the table were so noisy that their faces turned red.

Some people say it’s a son getting married, some say it’s me getting married.

We even started discussing whether Zhang Laosi should wear a pink shirt since this is his second marriage.

At this time, Boss Jin, who had been shaking his fan quietly, was extremely upset by what he heard, so he stood up and looked around coldly.

Boss Jin was the most senior among these people. As soon as he stood up, everyone at the table stopped arguing and just looked at Boss Jin quietly.

Zhang Laosi was now extremely grateful to Boss Jin for his intervention in maintaining order, and was about to stand up and express his thanks.

Unexpectedly, Boss Jin asked with a serious face: "Fourth brother, tell me clearly who is going to get married. I happen to know a blind fortune teller, but he is smart. I will pick a good day for you then..."

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Zhang Laosi hurriedly stopped the enthusiastic boss Jin, stood up and explained: "Brothers, brothers, my son and I are holding a banquet this time to discuss important matters with you. We are in the midst of a big disaster, right?"

When everyone at the table heard what Zhang Laosi said, they all asked with fear and uneasiness: "What's wrong? The country is cracking down again?"

Zhang Laosi quickly explained: "It's not that serious, but it's also about your job. I'll let my son tell you next."

When the seniors at the table heard what Zhang Laosi said, they all turned their eyes to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian was devouring his meal at this time. After all, he had been hungry since morning. He took advantage of the elders to discuss important matters and quickly took a few hot bites.

Unexpectedly, my father came up and asked me to speak.

Looking at the gazes of the seniors, Zhang Jian quickly swallowed his mouthful of food, wiped the oil from his mouth, then stood up and said, "Uncles, to be honest, my nephew has encountered a big event recently."

"Stop being so secretive, just tell me what you have to say. Those here are not outsiders." It was still Tiger who spoke. This sentence of not being an outsider tethered everyone.

Zhang Laosi nodded gratefully towards the tiger, and then motioned to Zhang Jian to quickly talk about the key points.

"Recently, my younger brother had some minor friction with a migrant, and I broke the migrant's younger brother's finger. But in the end, according to the rules of the road, I asked my younger brother to take the medical expenses to apologize. I didn't expect that the other party accepted it.

He took away the medical expenses and broke off my little brother’s fingers.” Zhang Jian told this story in the simplest possible language.

Of course, Zhang Jian would definitely not say anything about things like the orphanage.

After listening to Zhang Jian's narration, Boss Jin slammed the table and said, "The gangs from other places are so rude."

Tiger also echoed: "Yes, after receiving money, they still beat people. Do they still follow the rules? Do they still follow the law?"

"They dare to collect money from the underworld? After taking it, do they dare to beat up the gangsters? What do they think they are?...Wait a minute, Zhang Jian, are you sure these people are gangs from out of town? They sound like rebels to me.

Black group." Li Dazui said with a frown.

What kind of power does Zhang Fugui belong to? Zhang Jian only learned some fundamentally incorrect information from Huang Batian.

But the most important thing at the moment is to gather all the forces in the local area to deal with Zhang Fugui according to Mr. Zhao's arrangement.

So Zhang Jian quickly replied with a very sure tone: "Don't worry, Uncle Big Mouth, they are from out of town, maybe they are just here to grab food."

Everyone frowned after listening to Zhang Jian's words.

With the improvement of the country's legal system, the rice bowl of the underworld is becoming more and more unpalatable. Those with brains and connections are trying to find ways to clear themselves. Even if they don't put down the bowl of rice, they must be doubly careful when eating.

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If someone from outside the country reaches out to the local area, according to the situation in the past few decades, a fight will definitely be inevitable.

But now, it's different. Times have changed.

At the dinner table, a large group of people looked at each other in confusion, and no one wanted to be the first to speak.

In the end, the most senior Jin boss could not save his face and asked Zhang Jian: "Then what do we should do?"

Knowing the reason for the silence at the dinner table, Zhang Laosi quickly explained: "I invite everyone here this time, not to ask everyone to come forward, but to hope that all of you, brothers and sisters, will take care of my son for the sake of my son.

, if I don't show up, it means that I, Zhang Laosi, have not been struggling in the world in vain."

After hearing what Zhang Laosi said, everyone present felt even more embarrassed to refuse.

What's more, not contributing means that the responsibility belongs to Zhang Jian, and everyone else comes to help.

It was Boss Jin who stood up again, picked up the wine glass and said: "This matter cannot be taken lightly. If the other party beats someone after receiving the money, that would be stepping on the fourth son's face, stepping on the fourth son's face."

, it just tramples on our face, everyone needs to help out people, make efforts where needed, this glass of wine has been drained."

After saying this, everyone felt strange, but the atmosphere had reached this point, so they all had to raise their glasses and drink it all.

After a glass of wine was finished, the atmosphere on the table became even more lively.

Everyone was discussing enthusiastically which massage was the most comfortable and which one had the best massage skills.

Looking at the lively scene on the table, Zhang Jian whispered bitterly: "Zhang Fugui, let's wait and see."
Chapter completed!