Since its opening, the Oriental Hotel has had business almost every day. Probably because of its location, service, and reputation, it is one of the top hotels in Hong Kong City. There was plenty of sunshine on the morning of the 18th, which dispersed the dense atmosphere. of chill.
Today, Xiao Hongwei, the deputy director of the city's Public Security Bureau, hosted a banquet here. The hotel manager personally took care of the details, trying his best to leave a good impression on Director Xiao so that we could at least strike up a conversation when we meet again in the future.
A bright banner has been hung at the main entrance.
"Happy 20th birthday to Xiao Hongwei and Lu Yuqing's beloved daughter Xiao Rongyu!"
This is the custom in northern Jiangsu. The 20th year is a very important day, and that's all. At weddings and funerals.
At around 9 o'clock, a group of people appeared one after another at the door of the hotel. Some were old ladies wearing gray and white cotton-padded jackets, some were women holding children, and some were smoking cigarettes. Of course, there were also some who were very cold. A young man wearing only a thin leather jacket.
Everyone shook hands and greeted each other from a distance, calling each other affectionately.
These are all relatives of Xiao Hongwei's family. Although Lao Xiao and Lu Yuqing have a good family background, some relatives are just simple farmers, but they are very enthusiastic. I heard that the younger generation or cousin is over twenty years old. We took a ride to the city very early.
In fact, rural people pay more attention to etiquette and have a deeper sense of family.
After 9:30, another group of relatives came over.
Most of them drove here. They all seemed to be middle-aged couples with successful careers, and their children were neatly dressed. The cigarettes they took out all cost more than 20 yuan. There’s even a lot of Chinese.
In fact, it is very strange. Obviously everyone is a relative, but the rich relatives will first go to Xiao Hongwei's house to sit and sit, as if to show off; those who are more ordinary, everyone They all came to the hotel first with a tacit understanding.
This is also an interesting manifestation of society’s rural outlook.
At around 10 o'clock, Lao Xiao's family also came over. Because relatives kept coming, it was delayed for a long time.
Lao Xiao is a big figure in the small city of Hong Kong, so even if some relatives wait for an hour, they will not be angry, especially the hotel manager who is very good at being a good person and constantly asking the waiters to bring tea and water.
After getting off the bus, Lao Xiao apologized one by one: "Sorry, sorry, we're late."
"It's okay, cousin, where is the eldest niece?"
"It's not too late, it's only 10 o'clock."
"That's right, we just arrived."
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The relatives comforted her thoughtfully. Xiao Hongwei exchanged greetings, took out Zhonghua from his pocket and started to smoke. At this time, Xiao Rongyu's grandmother, mother and herself all got out of the car.
Grandma is wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket, with pearls dotting the sleeves, which looks very festive;
Mom is wearing a brown woolen windbreaker, which is even more luxurious;
Xiao Rongyu is dressed in pinkDown jacket, some light makeup, delicate oval face as crystal clear as jade, curled eyelashes flickering, lips pink and shiny, and her iconic ponytail, swaying from side to side as her body sways, showing that she is 20 years old Lively and youthful.
The relatives gathered around with smiles.
"Second Grandma, you are celebrating your birthday."
"Sister-in-law, your windbreaker is so beautiful."
"Xiaoyu My son is already 20 years old, and he is always so beautiful."
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Next, Xiao Hongwei took Xiao Rongyu to greet his relatives.
Because we don’t have much contact with some relatives, and because she goes to school, we may not have met her a few times, but since they are attending the banquet, they must be addressed politely.
Xiao Yuer has a sharp tongue, a sweet voice, and a good family. Many elders want to give red envelopes. Lu Yuqing quickly stopped him. It has been more than a month since the Spring Festival, how can he receive more red envelopes? Red envelope.
My brothers in their 20s reacted coyly when they saw how beautiful their sister was.
Before the greeting was finished, Xiao Rongyu was already followed by a large group of little kids, all primary school students and kindergarten teams. When they saw that her sister was beautiful, they all circled around the bottom of her thighs and looked up. Xiao Rongyu looked at Xiao Rongyu.
The hotel manager knew that Mr. Xiao was coming and hurriedly came out of the lobby to say hello. He specially took out the Jianye Nine-Five Supreme and said respectfully and warmly: "Director Xiao, there are a lot of people today."
"Yes."
Xiao Hongwei was a little dizzy from work. He asked in a short and long tone: "Have everything been arranged?"
"Okay. "
The hotel manager patted his chest and promised: "There will be no problem."
Xiao Hongwei was relieved and took the initiative to shake hands with the hotel manager: "Then leave it to you. "Yes."
Lao Xiao took out a red envelope from his pocket: "This is for the master of ceremonies, please convey it to me."
The hotel manager took the red envelope and was very confused: Isn’t it the emcee you invited? It’s not the hotel who invited it. How can I convey it to you?
But Xiao Hongwei didn't have time to explain, because around 10:30, he and Lu Yuqing's colleagues came over.
These are all "big shots", at least in Hong Kong City.
The titles of various directors and directors are flying all over the place. The eight regulations have not yet come out. Children of leaders can still hold birthday parties. Lao Xiao quickly left his relatives behind and took Xiao Rongyu and a bunch of uncles with him. Auntie says hello.
Relatives will not feel left out, but rather envious, because how well a person is doing can be seen from the friends he associates with.
Lao Chen and Liang Meijuan also came over. Their units were close and they made an appointment to walk over.
"Why did you show up?"
Xiao Hongwei said in a hurry:"My voice became hoarse when I talked."
"Uncle Chen, Aunt Liang."
Xiao Yu'er also came over to say hello.
"Girl~"
Liang Meijuan didn't know what to say, so she reached out and hugged Xiao Rongyu, and Xiaoyuer obediently leaned her head on Liang Meijuan's shoulder.
They all knew that Chen Hansheng would be absent from the banquet.
But Xiao Hongwei didn't know, he even looked behind him: "Where is Han Sheng, where did this kid go to play?"
"He, he..." ····”
Liang Meijuan didn’t know how to explain it.
Fortunately, Xiao Hongwei just asked casually. He absolutely did not believe that Chen Hansheng would be absent today. He turned to Chen Zhaojun and said: "Old Chen, I have to take care of my relatives. Please help me comfort me." Colleagues in the unit, Xiaoyuer, you follow dad, there are some elders here who need to know each other."
After Xiao Hongwei left with his daughter, Liang Meijuan looked at her husband: "What should I do? The dog is still here. If you don’t answer the phone, why don’t we put down the gift money and go back..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Chen Zhaojun directly interrupted his wife: "My son ran away. Can my parents run with me again?"
Lao Chen took out his social cigarette and began to help Xiao Hongwei greet the guests.
If you say where Chen Hansheng learned his social and entertainment skills, half of it came from his independent personality, and half of it was from Old Chen.
I saw Chen Zhaojun quietly "infiltrating the inside". When he met guests in the system, he would first introduce his identity, and then talk about some anecdotes about the officialdom of the port city; occasionally he met Xiao Hongwei's rural relatives , he would talk about this year's harvest; when he met those relatively wealthy relatives, Lao Chen would talk to them about the changes in the market economy system.
Lao Chen has been practicing calligraphy for many years, and he has good self-cultivation and tolerance. In addition, the company is good, so everyone gives him a bit of face when he greets him.
We stood under the sun like this until 11 o'clock. The hotel manager said it was almost time and the banquet officially started at 12 o'clock. Only then did Xiao Hongwei call for everyone to enter the main hall.
"Hurry up, my dear, you are the protagonist today."
Lao Xiao saw Xiao Yu'er standing at the door, looking south.
"Got it."
Xiao Rongyu responded silently. There was no red Xiali in his sight, only a gray bus slowly driving in.
This bus is very inconspicuous, it just bears the Jianye license plate of "Su A".
In the carriage, the discussion was all about the life of college students.
"We are changing dormitories this semester. I have been having insomnia in the new dormitory. I didn't expect that I would sleep very comfortably in Hong Kong City."
"I didn't expect that I would be a sophomore in the blink of an eye. Wow, time flies so fast.”
“Xiaomeng, what was your score in the CET-4 exam last December?”
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A dark-skinned boy also asked his companions: "What is your level 4 score? "
"More than 100 points. "
A voice replied with a smile: "In short, everyone is in three digits, but the difference is actually not that big. ”
“Can a level 4 with more than 100 points be the same as a level 4 with more than 500 points? "
The dark-skinned boy said dissatisfiedly: "I didn't answer the listening test well, but fortunately I barely passed Level 4." ”
“Awesome, I can’t get a few points in English listening even if I wear headphones, I might as well rely on my senses.” "
This boy who scored more than 100 points in the Level 4 exam stood up. He was actually wearing a formal suit and leather shoes. He looked out the window and said, "We have arrived at the hotel. Please pay attention. We quietly enter the village and shoot. Don't. ”
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