Chapter 1320

Wei Shaoyong's phone rang. The bar was too noisy. He stood up and went to the door to answer the phone.

"Believe it or not, I demolished your bar."

Wei Shaoyong shrunk his eyes and thought he was wrong.

"Old man, if you do this again, I'll call the police!" The security guard was tortured and had no choice but to move the police out.

Wei Shaoyong walked over, and his eyes turned a little sharp: "stop."

"Wei Shao?" The security guard was stunned. He quickly stepped back and dared not face the man's eyes.

"Uncle Wanyan, why did you come here?" Wei Shaoyong felt a little puzzled.

Master Wanyan said quietly: "take my granddaughter-in-law out for a stroll. Unexpectedly, I met this watchdog and said nothing to me. Shaoyong, you came just in time. You judge for me..."

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"It's been more than half an hour. Is your grandpa lost?" Luo Yanrong asked suspiciously.

Song Zhen was really going to call and ask. He saw the old man walking towards them excitedly with a crutch: "here we are. The card seat is reserved. Let's go in."

Luo Yanrong Shi ran asked, "do people know you?"

Old man Wanyan adjusted his collar, which was rather self admiring: "nonsense, who am I?"

Song Zhenzhen and Jiang Xiaomi couldn't help admiring the old man.

After the group walked into the bar, the manager greeted them at the door, nodding and bowing, eager to kneel and lick them.

Luo Yanrong squinted, half flattering and half sneering: "old man, you can."

Old man Wanyan said proudly, "it's said that tea is cool when people walk. Ha ha, my cup is still warm."

Luo Yanrong twitched twice and the corners of his mouth didn't speak.

Some of the guests in the bar are Wei Shaoyong's executives, but the vast majority are individual guests. Luo Yanrong is actually sitting in Wei Shaoyong's position.

"The distinguished guest said he would treat him to this dinner tonight." The manager said that, handed over the wine list and asked them to order their own wine.

Luo Yanrong said, "old man, I didn't expect you to have a big face. There's not only a seat for you, but also someone invited you to drink?"

Old man Wanyan coughed gently: "waste what words, order wine quickly."

The traffic lights were red and the laser light was splitting like lightning. The DJ pressed the headset in one hand and shouted with the microphone in the other hand, which made the young people under the stage scream wildly.

Old man Wanyan looked disgusted: "I can't speak clearly, and I have the face to sing on the stage. What is it?"

Luo Yanrong shook his body with the rhythm on his seat and replied in a more disgusting tone: "you know a fart. It's called rap."

Old man Wanyan was shaking like Luo Yanrong. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand the essence. He sat upright below his neck, only his head was shaking.

He looked at Luo Yanrong's side face with high interest: "what rap is not rap, it was not an allegro before!"

Luo Yanrong shook his head and said in his heart, why doesn't the old man stay at home?

When the wine came up, the waiter knelt down to serve and pushed the prepared wine into the middle of the table.

Fruit plate snacks came up one after another and covered the whole table. A love lantern stands on the table, which is the treatment of VIP in the bar. Lighting a lamp costs at least 100000.

"Old man, take one."

It's strange to say that they quarreled with each other in the car, but when they sat on the wine table, they were incomparably harmonious.

Old man Wanyan touched her, then stared at the young people jumping around on the dance floor and sighed: "what's dancing? It's like a ghost upper body."

Luo Yanrong said, "it's popular now. You can't understand it."

Old man Wanyan has always refused to obey the old man. Now he can't accept it. Depressed, he picked up his glass and drank it clean in one breath.

Song Zhenzhen and Jiang Xiaomi ran to the dance floor without taking a few drinks.

"Old man, can you come out and have fun? Don't look like a bitter enemy."

Old man Wanyan glanced at her: "what do you know? You have everything now. Of course you are in a good mood."

When he said this, Luo Yanrong immediately understood.

"Let nature take its course. Some things can't come in a hurry."

"Alas, Jiang Zheng's old man is really lucky to sit at home and do nothing and hold his great grandson."

There is no lack of envy in words.

Luo Yanrong said, "you don't look at the sons of old man Jiang."

Luo Yanrong's words poked the master's heart. After drinking all his glasses angrily, master Wanyan said, "do you think I don't want to? The ancestors have a rule that the Wanyan family can only have one son."

"What's the reason?"

"Hey, the ancestor of Wanyan was afraid that he would kill each other when there were more children. That's why he made this rule. We don't have a fuel-efficient lamp in our family."

Luo Yanrong raised her eyebrows: "I said how your Jiatai's hand was so owed when she was a child. It turned out to be so."

Old man Wanyan frowned, "what do you know? It's a strong sense of self territory."

"Grandpa, Grandpa -" Song Zhenzhen hurried over, holding a phone in his hand: "Jiatai called."

The old man: "

"Grandpa, why don't you answer it for me?"

Old man Wanyan quickly blocked it with his hand: "no, no, I told Jiatai that I had slept."

Song Zhenzhen: "

"Never say I'm with you." Master Wanyan hurriedly ordered.

His grandson asked him to look at Song Zhenzhen, but in the end he accompanied her to the bar to go crazy, which undermined his respected image.

Song Zhenzhen had to go out to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

East Asia is night, but Germany is day. Wanyan Jiatai holds the phone in one hand and buttons his shirt in the other.

"What are you doing?"

Song Zhenzhen's eyes turned and hurriedly said, "I'm walking."

Wanyan Jiatai changed to hold the phone between his shoulders, his hands flexibly tied a tie, the receiver was close, and he even heard a faint Hello song from the other end.

The prince tightened his eyebrow: "take a walk? Go to the bar street?"

Song Zhen said sincerely, I've run to the main road. Can you hear it?

Wanyan Jiatai immediately roared, "Song Zhenzhen, you go to the bar behind my back?"

"Why are you so excited? I came out with Xiaomi to relax. Why?"

A cold face was reflected in the mirror: "are you good at it? As soon as I'm not at home, you rebel? What? Jiang Xiaomi?"

Song Zhenzhen seems to have found a backer: "yes, and her mother-in-law."

"Shit, are you trying to die in a group?" Wanyan Jiatai was frantic on the other end of the phone. He knew he shouldn't have promised Lou tianqin to come to Germany on business.

"Oh, the signal is bad. I'll hang up first." Song Zhenzhen resolutely cut off the signal.

Wanyan jiataiton, who was hung up for some reason, was angry.

Just say she gave up.

I didn't know what grandpa thought. He told her to run to the bar.

Wanyan Jiatai pulled off her hair and poked at the screen. Soon the phone was connected: "Hey, Lou tianqin, your wife took my wife to the wild. Do you care?"

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