The four gold stamping invitation cards are: Mao Sanlong, the richest man in Huzhou City; Ms. Du Liping, his wife; Mao Shiqiang, the eldest son; and Mao Rongrong, the second daughter.

Huzhou City is a county-level city with the most backward economy in the north of the Yangtze River. Although it is not poor, it is definitely no better than those poor counties.

The richest man in Huzhou City is said to be the richest man in the city, but he has just passed the threshold of tens of millions. He can be regarded as the poorest among the richest people in the city.

So Mao Sanlong wanted to pay a visit to Meng Xianshi, the famous master of Wuyin villa. However, on that day, Xiufeng mountain was already full of rich people in Jiangbei City. With his worth of ten million yuan, he was not qualified to enter the villa. How could he talk about meeting Meng Xianshi.

"Xiaoran, don't you want us to pretend to be Mao Sanlong's family members and sneak into the wedding banquet?"

Su Da beauty with exquisite mind almost immediately guessed Meng Ran's intention and pursed her red lips.

"No! What if Wan Zhibin and Mu yuan have seen Mao Sanlong? Isn't that a flash of truth? " Song Shuling immediately shook her head and objected.

Although Mao Sanlong is almost the least impressive among the rich in Jiangbei, he is the richest person in the city after all. In the rich circle, he will get to know some contacts more or less.

Meng ran Ruo chose to take the place of an impostor, 100% of whom would be exposed.

Su Fangfei and Zhang Tao are all against it. Obviously, they think this is too risky and do not want Meng ran to take risks.

Seeing this, Meng ran could not help shaking his head and laughing: "what do you think? Of course I won't go in so directly. "

Meng ran asked Su Fangfei to search the Internet about Mao Sanlong, the richest man in Huzhou City.

Mao Sanlong, the richest man in the city, is naturally the focus of news media in Huzhou. This column is about the official website of Mao Zedong.

"This beer belly is too..."

Seeing the appearance of Mao Sanlong, Meng ran immediately showed black lines on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

With a sigh of helplessness, Meng ran changed his body. After the glow of the whole body flashed, he immediately turned into the "Third Master of Mao" with a beer belly and a pitted face.

"Wow, Xiaoran, do you know how to change your face?"

Su Fangfei, who has witnessed such a marvelous scene with her own eyes, has become a big "O" shape with her delicate red lips.

"Teacher, is your beer belly real? It's just like being pregnant. "

"Xiaoran, you are so fat now. It seems that Fangfei's car can't hold you any more..."

A group of people who saw the appearance of the new world came forward one after another, touching and pinching. For Meng ran now this pair of appearance, is obviously very interested.

"Elegance must be intentional, it must be." Meng ran pulled a face, only feel crying and laughing.

He's a handsome and elegant man, and now he's become a greasy uncle with a beer belly

"There are four invitation cards. Which of you would like to go to the wedding banquet?" Meng ran said with a smile.

After a discussion, Zhang Tao and song Shuling decide to stay in the hotel.

Originally, song Shuling also wanted to go. After all, this powerful woman can't rest assured that she is a troublemaker.

But song angqi was too worried about song Xiaohui, and begged Meng ran to take her with her. This strong woman simply gave the invitation to song Anqi.

About three or four minutes later, Meng ran turned into a handsome young man like Fang rubing, pitifully pulling his teacher's arm.

"Teacher, I don't want to be Mao Shiqiang..."