Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 891 I want to come to participate now, but I have no place

He has always been shrewd and knows how to be a human being. He can see Qin Si's attitude, and he becomes more and more determined in his heart which side he should fall on. He immediately imitates Qin Si's appearance and slowly sends messages in the group.

[I also came to Ms. Qiao's school entrance banquet. Mr. Wang and the others are all here, Mr. Ye and Wei's family are all here, but it's a pity that Ms. Jiang can't come back because she has no time. ]
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In the group, no one spoke for a long time, but no one cared about face. Seeing the photos and the news sent by Zhang Yang in the group, they couldn't control so much, so they called one after another to inquire.

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On the other side, at Mr. Jiang's place, ever since Yuan Yongqin and Qin Si came, plus people from the Ye family and the Wei family, and people from the top circles in Beijing have come here, his mobile phone has been ringing non-stop. stage.

Many people who he personally refused to call and invite before all changed their faces and flattered to ask if the banquet had started and if he could still come.

An hour ago, Mr. Jiang wished a few more people could come.

Now it's different from before, he didn't answer a single call, and let the phone ring incessantly, and later felt that the ringing of the phone was too annoying, so he turned the phone to silent mode, out of sight and out of sight!

He has retired from the circle and can not answer the phone.

Jiang Zongnan was in his prime of life, and it was possible that he could go further, so he had to answer the calls that came to his mobile phone.

There were too many calls, he answered a dozen of them, walked back with some headaches, and said to his father: "Dad, Jian's family and Huangfu's family all called, saying that they have time again, and want to come to Niannian's school entrance banquet, I pushed them all, wouldn't it be good?"

He licked his face and called over, exchanged a lot of pleasantries and wanted to come to the school entrance banquet, but he refused all of them, which was somewhat offending.

Mr. Jiang has been immersed in Vanity Fair for many years, and he has long cultivated a calm heart.

Hearing him asking himself anxiously, he picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, raised his eyelids, and could tell what he was worried about just by looking at him.

However, Jiang Zongnan was good to Qiao Nian, he loved Qiao Nian from the bottom of his heart, he didn't say much, and pointed him a few words: "What's wrong, when we called them before to ask them to come, they said they were not free, this time We'll be free again later, of course we can't have a 'position', otherwise how would people think about our family, if someone slaps us in the face, someone else can put our face back together with some sunshine?"

"Remember, people, you need to have some backbone. The more spine you have, the more people will look up to you! If you have no spine, you think you are giving others face, but they may not take you for it. They think you are easy to bully !"

Holding the phone, Jiang Zongnan gradually relaxed his brows. He was not as worried as before. After thinking about it, he felt a headache again when he thought of Jiang Xianrou who had killed him before and refused to come back.

He was embarrassed to mention Jiang Qianrou in front of Mr. Jiang, and he only said, "I just heard that Young Master Qin and Yuan Yongqin said that they came here for Nian Nian. When did Nian Nian know so many people..."

He was worried that no one would come to Qiao Nian's college entrance banquet, but he didn't expect so many people to come, the small hall they reserved would be full.

So when he said 'there is no room here' when he rejected those who called him back and wanted to come over, he didn't just want to humiliate him back.

It's that there are not many vacant seats at the place they booked, and they are all filled up by people who come one after another.

(End of this chapter)