Chapter 233 There Was No Good Banquet

Suddenly, the banquet hall quieted down. Everyone stood up and turned to look at the entrance of the banquet hall. A few people came in.

At first, there was an old man with beautiful hair, his slightly hunched body was still tall and sturdy. His face was not angry and arrogant, making everyone's breathing a little lighter. He was dressed in a tang suit and cloth shoes, which made him look so suitable, just like he was supposed to wear this.

On the left side of the old man was wang ya, who was holding one of his arms. He was dressed in a pale blue qipao and was graceful and elegant. Although he was supporting the old man, wang ya man's body was still half way behind the old man's.

On the right side of the old man was the current head of the wang family, wang chaoyang. At this moment, he was also dressed in a brand new tang suit and his hands naturally drooped as he smiled and nodded at everyone in the banquet hall.

Behind wang zhaoyang was ming dynasty. At this moment, she was wearing a tang suit with a smile on her face, but a cold gleam flashed across her eyes.

Behind wang yanan was wang yaliang, the young master of the wang family.

Behind them were Wang Yaping, liu shishi, wang yazheng, and a beautiful young married woman. Wang Yaping and wang yazheng were also dressed in a chinese tunic, while liu shishi was dressed in a pink qipao, which perfectly displayed her figure.

The beautiful young lady was dressed in a tight white qipao, and her figure was hot. Her long, snow-white legs exposed outside attracted the attention of the male audience in the banquet hall.

Zhang xiao bai took a look at the beautiful young married woman and his gaze was fixed on the old man supported by wang ya. He secretly sighed in his heart. This person should be the man's grandfather, the king of the mountain, and the old man of the wang family. It was rumored that old master wang had returned to the fields in his later years and lived a pastoral life. Now that he saw her, the tiger's might was still there.

Old master wang looked at the banquet hall and his eyes met with zhang xiaobai's. He smiled kindly and zhang xiaobai hurriedly returned the gift with a smile.

When old master wang arrived at the main table and sat down, everyone sat down. On the right side of the old man was wang chaochaoming, and on the left side of the old man was not wang yaliang, but wang yanan, who was wang yaliang after wang yanman. It was obvious how important wang yanan was in the wang family.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for putting down your work to attend the family banquet because the asian man came home. If you don't say anything more, the banquet will begin!" Wang zhaoyang opened the venue in a simple and straightforward manner, and old master wang made the first move. Everyone started to change their glasses.

"Uncle, today is a family banquet. Why is there an outsider at the table?" Everyone had just started eating, but before they could take two bites, a dissatisfied voice sounded.

Zhang xiao bai took a look at the red fur who spoke and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"They are my friends, and brother bai is my brother." Wang ya looked at red fur with anger in his eyes. Everyone was not blind. They could all see zhang xiao's table. Originally, wang ya wanted to introduce zhang xiao and the others after everyone ate something, but he didn't expect red fur to be so eager to lure them out.

"Ya man, this is your fault. The family banquet is all our own family. Are you letting a group of outsiders attend our family's banquet so that they can all join our wang family? Is the wang family so easy to join?" The dynasty put on an elder's face and frowned at wang yaman.

Zhang xiaoyao looked at the dynasty ming opposite him with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Second uncle, they are my family. Today was a family banquet because I came home. Can't my family come?" Wang yanan stared straight at dynasty ming without any fear.

Dynasty ming smiled gently, "Does asian man have a boy he likes? That's great! Tell me, which one is it? Isn't that little white brother you're talking about? He's a talented man, but his looks are useless. If he wants to marry the little princess of our wang family, he has to be capable, don't you think?"

"Yes!"

"It's not that easy to marry our little princess!"

"That's right. If you have the ability, show it to us."

A group of people who didn't know anything started to cheer, and the corners of ming dynasty's mouth curled up, revealing a trace of a cunning and successful smile.

"Stop making fun of me. I just said that brother bai is my sworn brother, not my boyfriend." Wang ya's face was flushed red as he ran two steps towards zhang xiao, "Brother bai, don't mind. They were shouting."

"I know. Don't worry, I'm not that petty." Zhang xiaobai smiled lightly and raised his glass to dynasty ming, drinking it dry in one gulp.

Dynasty ming was slightly stunned. He glanced at the entire cup of old maotai in front of him and gritted his teeth.

"Everyone, Mr. Zhang and his friends are asian men's friends, and Mr. Zhang is asian man's elder brother. Is there any problem with them attending the family banquet?" Wang ChaoYang Railway Station stood up and glanced at everyone before finally fixing his eyes on red fur's face, "Wang jiang, is there a problem?"

Red hair was shocked and quickly waved his hand, "No problem, no problem."

"Chaoming, do you have any questions?" Wang zhaoyang turned to look at ming dynasty.

Dynasty ming opened his mouth and was about to speak when he suddenly shut his mouth and shook his head unwillingly.

The coldness in wang zhaoyang's eyes disappeared and she turned to look at zhang xiaobai and the others, "Mr. Zhang, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for sending the asian man back. I would like to propose a toast to all of you."

"Uncle wang is too polite." Zhang xiaobai smiled lightly and filled his glass. He stood up and raised his glass. Xu Zhengyang and the others also stood up and raised their glasses.

Wang zhaoyang smiled and downed the wine in one gulp.

"Brother bai, drink slowly. Don't get drunk." Wang yanan whispered.

Zhang xiaobai comforted her gently, "Nothing."

Wang yanan nodded and sat down beside old master wang.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you for sending the asian man back. I wonder where you are." Dynasty ming yao looked at zhang xiaobai.

Zhang xiao bai raised his eyebrows, "I don't dare to be high. I just started a small company myself."

"Small company? How small is it? Is it as big as our wang shop?" Red hair looked at zhang xiaobai provocatively.

Zhang xiaobai smiled lightly and ignored red fur. He picked up his glass and walked to old master wang's side, "Old master wang, I've long heard of the reputation of backing the king. I'm honored to see you today. Let me give old master wang a toast."

Old master wang stood up and picked up his glass as he looked at zhang xiaobai with a deep meaning in his eyes, "Little friend zhang is young and promising. He's much better than when I was young. He makes me sweat!"

"Old master is too polite." Zhang xiaobai smiled humbly and downed the wine in his glass once again.

Old master wang's eyes lit up as he gulped down the wine in his glass.

Everyone in the wang family looked at this scene in surprise. They all felt that it was inconceivable how powerful old master wang was to actually be so loyal to zhang xiaobai. Not only did he stand up to greet him, he also admitted that he was not as good as him and drank up the wine in one gulp. All of this made everyone in the wang family gape in surprise.

Zhang xiaobai didn't have any other thoughts, but he felt that the old man was quite forthright. He returned to his seat and made it. Zhang xiaobai glanced at dynasty ming and frowned slightly.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes when he looked at old master wang. How is that possible? Old master wang was his father! This...

Zhang xiaobai was confused for a moment and hesitated. He opened his eyes and looked at the dynasty ming.

Ming dynasty picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. A qipao woman stepped forward to fill the water.

"Damn old man, today is your last dinner. It's so delicious, so tasty, so full of food and food to send you on your way. Coincidentally, that group of xiao bai is here. I don't need to find another scapegoat, and because of their appearance, my plan is not lacking. Don't blame me. Who told you to always turn to the damned wang zhaoyang?" I'm your son too, but ever since I was young, I've always been wang chaoyang's son. Even the master is his. Do you have a son like me in your eyes? Even a bastard like wang yaman can ride on my head. Have you ever thought about my feelings?"

Dynasty ming turned to look at wang ya man, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Little b* tch, your good days are over. When the old thing dies, I will reveal the details of your bank account. Haha, do you think they will believe me or you? A little slut like you can have tens of billions of dollars in savings. If you say that they are not jealous, I will be jealous. That's all my money. When the time comes, I will add fuel to the fire What will happen to people and your father? When the time comes, I will have the hu family as my helper. Who can compete with me? The wang family is mine after all!"

When they caught sight of ming dynasty's thoughts, zhang xiao could not help but emit a cold murderous intent. Xu Zhengyang and the others were stunned. They glanced at zhang xiao and followed zhang xiao's gaze. At this moment, the corners of ming's mouth curled up into a sneer.

"Xiao bai, what's wrong?" Xu Zhengyang asked in a low voice.

Zhang xiaobai controlled his emotions and picked up the teacup as a cover, "Brother xu, tell rose and rose that she's closest to old master wang and received my signal to block the rest of the people outside of wang chaoyang and ya man from old master's safety. It's not peaceful tonight, so ming ming ming has a murderous intent towards old master!"

Xu Zhengyang's heart trembled. He glanced at dynasty ming, gave a look to rose and rose, and lightly tapped on the table, then quickly made a few gestures.