Chapter 126 Little Duck Card Tips~

In the box.

Mr. Liu was so anxious that he started taking out his wallet.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Zhou grabbed his arm and said, "Do you think that Mr. Sheng and his gang are trying to blackmail you?"

"Then..." Mr. Liu had never seen such a scene before, and he had no idea what to do.

Mr. Zhou said helplessly: "You should be thankful that Mr. Sheng arrived in time."

Mr. Liu's brain finally regained some clarity from the panic.

So... everything is alright?

At this time, Sheng Yuxiao pressed the button on the table.

The waiter pushed the door open and spoke in a tense tone, "What do you need?"

"Order the food." Sheng Yuxiao said.

Wei Wenjuan nodded: "Well, let the duck eat first."

In just a blink of an eye, Mr. Liu became the most insignificant person in the room.

Mr. Liu, who naturally likes to be sought after and flattered, and wishes that everyone would listen to him, now feels like he has survived a calamity and wants to cry for joy.

"Look... who's going to order the food?" the waiter said weakly, looking around, feeling that the room was full of big shots and it wouldn't be appropriate to serve to anyone.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Give it to her!"

They almost spoke in unison.

The waiter quickly handed it to Li Xiaoya.

Li Xiaoya didn't refuse. She first asked how to order. After learning, she began to ask one by one: "What does the second uncle eat?" "What does the youngest uncle eat?"

"What does Mr. Zhou eat?"

When Mr. Zhou heard this, he felt a little frightened.

I wondered how I could deserve to be ranked ahead of Young Master Sheng and Young Master Qin.

He cleared his throat and said, "Just order whatever you like."

Qin Sui said slowly, "The most annoying thing is the word 'whatever'."

Mr. Zhou immediately changed his mind: "Steamed turbot, please. Pine nut corn is also good."

They should all be edible by Li Xiaoya.

Seeing that most of the questions had been asked, only Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui were left.

Mr. Zhou couldn't help but breathe harder. Who should go first and who should go second? This could easily lead to conflicts.

Li Xiaoya hooked her hand and selected the two dishes that Mr. Zhou mentioned. Then she raised her head and asked softly, "What do you two want to eat?"

You two.

You two...

OK.

These two words sum up the two people together and perfectly avoid disputes.

The expressions on Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui's faces froze at the same time, and then they spoke first: "Scallop stewed with fish maw."

“Truffle morels.”

“Foie gras in red wine.”

“Baked short ribs with cheese…”

Li Xiaoya: "Enough, enough."

She quickly pushed the menu back to the waiter.

The two people over there looked at each other and fell silent.

But there is another problem... Mr. Zhou thought, who should sit next to Li Xiaoya?

Li Xiaoya patted his left side: "Second uncle, come here." Then he patted his right side: "Little uncle, sit down."

Mr. Zhou was silent. Well, don't worry about her at all.

After saying this, Li Xiaoya looked at Mr. Zhou and said, "You sit down too."

Mr. Zhou suddenly had an epiphany and he understood!

He pulled out a chair and sat down, then imitated Li Xiaoya and patted his left side: "Mr. Sheng, please."

Then he asked Qin Sui to sit on his right.

Look, this separates the two mortal enemies.

Li Xiaoya has a little trick in his bones. Mr. Zhou sighed.

Finally, everyone sat down, and only Mr. Liu was left standing there.

Sheng Yuxiao raised his eyelids: "You sit down too."

"I'll just forget it..." Mainly because he didn't dare, and because it was too oppressive, Mr. Liu was afraid that he would choke to death.

Of course Sheng Yuxiao would not persuade him, he just raised his chin towards the waiter and said, "Give him a small table."

Waiter: “Hey.”

The boss asked for nothing, and there was nothing that could not be done.

After a while, the waiter came in carrying a baby dining chair, turned the table side towards Mr. Liu, and said, "You can use it."

Mr. Liu was angry but dared not speak out.

Use it, anyway, it's better than sitting with them.

The meal was finally finished.

Although the atmosphere was weird, the ending was satisfactory under the "hosting" of Lai Siu-ya.

The little girl wiped her mouth, and without waiting for someone to pick her up, she quickly jumped off the chair and said, "Let's go home."

With two uncles around, Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui don't have to fight over who should take her home.

Great! Another bloody storm has been avoided. Mr. Zhou sighed.

A group of people stood at the steps of Rong Xiang Restaurant, watching Li Xiaoya's car leave.

When she was completely out of sight, Sheng Yuxiao turned around and glanced at Mr. Liu: "Don't look for her anymore, do you understand?"

“I understand, I understand…”

"You can go now."

"Okay, okay, bye!"

Mr. Liu walked outside, and when he reached the sidewalk, he broke into a run. He ran a long way before calling the driver to come and pick him up.

Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui didn't say anything to each other and got into their cars, leaving Mr. Zhou standing there.

"Is this... the matter finally concluded?"

His driver also drove over to pick him up, rolled down the window and asked, "Mr. Zhou? Are you okay? Miss Gang called me, and I was wondering if Miss Li is okay?"

"Okay! Okay! It's fine! Everything is fine!" Mr. Zhou came back to his senses, his tone unable to hide his excitement. He opened the car door and got in, saying, "Let's go! Let's buy a bag for my wife!"

The driver didn't expect the topic to take such a sharp turn. He was stunned: "Huh?"

"Drive, hurry up, before the mall closes."

The whole thing really feels like a dream.

It was just because his wife bought a bag outside and it happened to be bought by Li Xiaoya.

Good buy! Great buy!

All of a sudden, he was given resources that he might never be able to obtain even if he worked hard for eight lifetimes.

The company was originally named "Dream Making", which was intended to fulfill his own dream and was also taken from Liu Meng's name.

And today, the company has reached a new peak as if in a dream.

The encounters in life.

At this moment, Mr. Zhou really wanted to go back to see his wife and children with the gifts as soon as possible.

And the other end.

"It doesn't matter if you follow Young Master Sheng, but why didn't you call home today?" Wei Lin said puzzledly.

He had just finished speaking.

Wei Wenjun came in right after and said, "It's to give you a surprise."

Surprise? What kind of surprise? And it was so strange to hear these two words coming out of Wei Wenjun's mouth.

The little duck Li ran all the way to Wei Xuanming with his small schoolbag on his back.

If Wei Xuanming's expression was originally 70% cold, now seeing her running and sweating profusely, it was only 30% cold.

Li Xiaoya put the schoolbag in Wei Xuanming's arms.

She was not the kind of child who would act like a spoiled brat. She and Wei Xuanming had more tacit understanding than intimacy.

Putting it like this now, it seems more intimate.

Just like what Wei Xuanming had seen on the street, those children who couldn't walk, crying and begging their grandparents to carry their schoolbags for them...

Wei Xuanming's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he looked at Li Xiaoya unzipping his pants and said, "It's for grandpa."

Wei Lin's lips curled down inadvertently, and soon returned to normal.

I was really taken advantage of.

I know every time to avoid it by giving gifts...How many times can I use this trick?

Wei Xuanming lowered his eyes and asked, "What is the gift this time?"

Li Xiaoya said, "I don't know."

Wei Xuanming paused: "You don't know?"

"Well, because my second uncle and youngest uncle bought it for grandpa."

Wei Xuanming was unable to utter the next sentence for a long while.

Of course, the rift between father and son cannot be repaired in a day or two. They had a big fight on the island, so how could this...

Wei Xuanming's breathing paused, and his chest was filled with the sound of his heartbeat becoming more intense.

Wei Lin was also nailed there.

With Wei Wenjun's temperament, how could he suddenly show goodwill to the old man? Wei Wenqing is the same. Although he looks weak, he is actually very firm and stubborn...

But at this time Wei Wenjun spoke, further confirming what Li Xiaoya said.

"In the past, the gifts I gave were always watches, paintings, calligraphy, antiques..."

yes.

But that was before the father and son had a falling out.

After Wei Wenyu disappeared, the relationship between father and son became increasingly worse, to the point where they no longer saw each other.

"Now I think the duck's gift is better, so I bought some too." Wei Wenjun bent down, pulled out a blanket, and covered the old man's knees.

Wei Xuanming's body trembled imperceptibly, and he raised his wrinkled and spotted hand to press a corner of the blanket. He asked, "Why did you suddenly think of giving me a gift?"

Under normal circumstances, Wei Wenjuan would be angry after hearing this.

Because Wei Xuanming is a thoughtful person, asking this question usually means that he thinks the other person is being attentive because he has something important to do.

Today, Wei Wenjun calmly replied, "There are happy things worth celebrating together. ... The game company invested by Xiaoya launched a new game today, and the daily turnover reached 5 million."

Wei Lin's facial muscles twitched and he almost jumped up.

Wei Xuan was obviously much calmer.

Five million was, after all, too small a number for him.

"Xiaoya has good vision." He praised calmly, "If you keep going like this, the monthly turnover should be over 100 million. You should thank your niece for not forgetting to take you to make money at times like this. It's not much, but it's a thoughtful gesture."

Wei Wenjun lowered his eyes and said nothing. Anyway, he was used to his father's tone.

At this time, Li Xiaoya grabbed a corner of the blanket and said, "Yes, it's not much, but it's a thoughtful gesture. So grandpa also has to thank uncle."

Wei Xuanming paused, stared at her, with a hint of helplessness and surprise in his eyes.

She is really... smart.

Wei Xuanming finally said something soft and conciliatory: "Thank you, Wen Jun, and Wen Qing."

Li Xiaoya turned around and said, "How are the uncles going to thank me?"

Wei Xuanming's eyelids twitched, and he felt that this kid seemed to have some other ideas.