Chapter 875： I don’t look at the face of someone from a small place

Chapter 875 Don't show the face of people from a small place

He made at least ten phone calls, only two or three people agreed to come over for dinner, and the others all found various reasons to shirk.

See how difficult it is.

Beijing has always been a place where people can order food.

Nian-nian had been around the city before, rarely came to Beijing, and she was very low-key when she came to Beijing. Few people knew about the existence of Nian-nian.

This time their family had a sudden treat, saying that they would host a college banquet for the niece he had recovered from around the city. When they heard of relatives from a small place, they made up an excuse to refuse.

He is in his forties, and he is also a man with a face in Beijing. People politely refused. He can't lick his face and beg others to come to eat.

After a phone call, no one came from the slightly better family except for two or three of the small families from the Jiang family.

He can only put hope on his father.

"Dad, how many people are there from your side?"

Old man Jiang's complexion is very ugly, his complexion is not good, he raised his eyelids tiredly, and his always energetic eyes are dull and dull: "...Wen Ruxia is coming, Nie Mi is coming, and President Liang and Lao Huang are coming. , No one else is available."

Jiang Zongnan heard that he was all from academia, and his situation was not much better than him.

Some of the top families in Beijing, except for Wen Ruxia who wanted to come, they contacted a whole circle and no one wanted to come.

This situation is beyond their expectation, and it is reasonable.

How to say, their father has also retired for a few years, and the Jiang family’s status in Beijing is worse than day by day. If it weren't for the combination of Slim and Ye Wangchuan's small circle, the Jiang family would be even less emboldened.

According to the old man, Qiao Nian's college entrance banquet is to be held in a big way. It is best to invite more people with good looks to attend, so that you can introduce Qiao Nian to this circle.

The reality is like a slap in the face, which caught them off guard.

He is a high school student who came around the city.

I didn’t have much reputation before, even if I did well in the college entrance examination this time, I won’t be able to enter the upper-class circle in a place like Beijing, which is very disciplined...

Jiang Zongnan was in a heavy mood, afraid to look at the old man's face, paused, frowned, and said in a difficult tone: "I'll try to contact again to see who else hasn't contacted."

"Yeah." Old man Jiang looked wilted, raised his eyelids, and said in a low voice, "The Yufu... Give them a call and change to the small hall."

"..." Jiang Zongnan was silent for a moment, sighed, and went out to work with his mobile phone.

Everyone refuses to come, they can never force others to come with a knife on their necks, but this situation is somewhat powerless...

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Qin's family, Qin Si just came back from the outside, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water from it, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

Sweeping his eyebrows, he saw a red invitation left on the table, and asked the servant frivolously: "What is that?"

"Shao Shao." The servant was making tea for him. He stopped the movement in his hand and looked in the direction he said, showing a suddenly realized expression: "Ah, that. An invitation from someone from Gangjiang's family. I would like to invite you to dinner at Yufu next Wednesday."

The servant knew that he had always been impatient to attend these dinners in Beijing, and seldom cared about these people's sophistication.

But Jiang Xianrou had a good relationship with their young master. The Jiang family sent an invitation, and he politely accepted it.

I didn't want to tell Qin Si, but I didn't expect Qin Si to see the invitation.

(End of this chapter)