"Mr., wait. I'll call my dad to ask about the invitation letter now!"

Zhang Jisong walked happily to the side to call me.

The phone went through very quickly.

"Hey, Dad, that's the case..." Zhang Jisong quickly reported to me about the promise that Xie Zhengxun had just asked for the invitation letter.

I thought it was a sure thing, but I didn't expect him to explode on the spot! "Zhang Jisong, are you stupid?

Do you think the invitation letter to the banquet is so easy to ask for?"

Zhang Jingsen scolded his son on the phone.

"Do you know that it's a state banquet? Even our Zhang family is not qualified to get the invitation letter. I spent 50 million to buy these two photos from someone else. You can't help but agree to give them two photos directly. Why are you so generous?

?”

Facing Zhang Jingsen's roar, Zhang Jisong was a little stunned.

Fifty million, two?

Wouldn't one piece cost 25 million?

So expensive?

"But Dad, didn't you say that you were the invitation letter that the leader Toshaw asked for?

Why…” “Are you stupid? Who should you ask for to do things nowadays?

Why did I give birth to such a stupid son?”

Zhang Jingsen continued to roar: "I don't care anyway. If you want an invitation letter, you can get it yourself. Don't come to me. I only have two more pictures, not even one more!"

Zhang Jisong looked ugly, then glanced around, with a little embarrassed expression. He covered the microphone with his hands and whispered: "But Dad, I have already agreed to the Xie family. Aren't you let me get out of Taiwan?"

"Fuck! If you get off the stage, will you have to make me bleed?

Anyway, things are what you promised, you can find a way! Humph!"

After Zhang Jingsen said that, he hung up the phone directly.

Although he asked his son to contact the Xie family, he had no head heat to the point where he could spend money on the Xie family casually.

What's more, that's 50 million. Is the entire Xie family worth 50 million?

Zhang Jisong was hung up on the phone, and his face suddenly collapsed.

When he turned around, he saw that the Xie family around him were looking at him, looking forward to it.

This face suddenly became more and more embarrassing.

"What's wrong with Jisong?

What did your dad say?

Could it be that there is no difficulty, right?"

Xie Zhengxun frowned. After all, no one could tell that the conversation between Zhang Jisong and himself seemed to be not going well.

"Grandpa, don't worry, my family's successors say nothing. Since we promised us, we will definitely do it!"

Xie Meimei walked over with a smile, took Zhang Jisong's arm, and said in a coquettish way: "Yes, Jisong, am I right?

Can this little thing still stump you, Master Zhang?"

"That's what kind of person is Jisong? Among the eldest young masters in Jiangcheng, there are a few who can compare with each other. Grandpa, I think you are too worried. If Jisong promises you, you will definitely be able to do it!"

At this time, Xie Yuntao also stood up to praise him.

Zhang Jisong's face kept thrusting.

Damn, do you need to wear a high hat for me like this?

I have to make me unable to get out of Taiwan, right?

Zhang Jisong was indescribable at this moment.

After all, he had already released what he said just now.

He patted his chest and promised that there was no problem. If he broke his promise at this time, where should he put the face?

Besides, this is the father-in-law's family in the future. If he loses face now, he may not be able to raise his head in the Xie family in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jisong could only bite the bullet and smiled and said, "Haha, how could that be! Old man, you are too worried, just two invitation letters, a little bit, my dad said, I can get you two soon!"

"I really got it?"

"Two?"

Everyone's eyes were bright and excited. The Xie family was really about to develop! However, when they said this, everyone began to think about a problem.

There are only two invitation letters in total. There are so many people in the Xie family, who will let them go?

Zhang Jisong pursed his lips and said, "That's right. I heard from my dad that one invitation letter could only bring one person in. In other words, two invitation letters could only allow four people to enter the ban banquet!"

"How to arrange it depends on your Xie family!"

Zhang Jisong sighed and said, but his heart was in pain at this moment.

For 50 million, some of his small vaults can be borrowed from other friends.

But this time it was a heavy bleeding.

When the Xie family heard what he said, their eyes began to flash, and they looked at Xie Zhengxun with anticipation.

After all, the old man is the head of the family. How to determine these four places depends on the old man’s meaning.

At this moment, Xie Zhengxun's brows also frowned deeply.

There are only four places, so it is a bit embarrassing to whom you want to go and not whom you want to go.

It is the supreme honor to be able to go to a state banquet. Perhaps you can make more connections, so you must bring the better children of the Xie family.

Xie Zhengxun thought for a moment and glanced down, "Well, Meimei must go, and Yuntao, my eldest grandson, plus me, these are already three places!"

Xie Meimei made an invaluable contribution to getting the invitation letter, but it was unreasonable to not bring Xie Meimei.

And Xie Yuntao is his favorite eldest grandson, so he naturally has to take care of him.

Others... He glanced at it and his eyes passed by Xie Nianwei's family.

Xie Nianwei and her mother couldn't help but become nervous, with both expressions of hope.

After all, they all hope to be able to enter the celebratory banquet. No one does not yearn for such a rare opportunity.

But Xie Zhengxun's eyes only fell on Xie Nianwei and hurriedly turned elsewhere.

He said in the direction below: "Guangkun, you have made great contributions to our Xie family recently. I will give you the last quota!"

Xie Guangkun represents another branch of the Xie family. This branch also has a considerable weight in the Xie family. If it is not given a pair, many people will definitely be dissatisfied.

So after thinking about it, Xie Zhengxun had to give the last place to Xie Guangkun.

Xie Guangkun quickly stood up, tucked a few sparse hairs on the Mediterranean, bared his big teeth that leaked, and said with a smile: "thank you, my grandfather!"

Everyone immediately cast envious eyes.

The old man's quota allocation is quite reasonable.

Only Xie Nianwei and his family felt very uncomfortable.

Especially Zhao Ailan, her eyes were so sour, and she curled her lips and said, "Hmph, the old man is just partial. My Nianwei contributed so much, and we should have a place in our family. What's this? If something happens, our Nianwei will always resist, but good things are never the turn of our family!"

Zhao Ailan said sourly: "Nianwei, you are really thankless, just like the stepmother raised you!"

Xie Nianwei pursed her lips tightly, and naturally felt very uncomfortable.

She asked herself that she has always been diligent in the family and that her contribution to the family is no less than that of her two cousins.

But my grandfather has always been partial, and the rewards never fall on her.

"Hmph, it's all that little beast! If it weren't for that little beast, you'd be my grandfather's favorite child since you were a child!"

The more Zhao Ailan thought about it, the more angry she became, and had nowhere to vent, and then she pushed the blame on Tongtong.

Xie Nianwei frowned and said, "Mom, what does this matter have to do with Tongtong! Since my father left, grandpa has never taken care of our family! What's more, Tongtong is the most precious treasure to me. No matter how gifted a banquet is, I don't care about it, and I don't care about it!"

Thinking of his daughter's cute face, Xie Nianwei's face was filled with happiness. In comparison, it doesn't matter what the gift of a banquet is.

Jiang Beichen's eyes looked guilty. After thinking about it, he grabbed Xie Nianwei's jade hand and said, "Nianwei, do you want to give the invitation letter to the banquet, right?

How about I ask for a few?"

Hearing this, both the mother and the mother couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhao Ailan curled her lips and couldn't help but sneer in contempt: "Jiang Beichen, are you not good at using your brain, right?

That is an invitation letter to the banquet, not a coupon for the buffet. You said you would come if you were to come. Who do you think you are? Are you still capable than Zhang Shao?"

Jiang Beichen frowned and said, "It's just an invitation to give a banquet. To me, it's just a matter of one sentence. As long as I have a phone call, I can send ten copies immediately!"
Chapter completed!