On that night, all parties were moving.

The next day, it was a little brighter.

All the undercurrents last night were covered in the sun. The residents opened the doors of the house and courtyard, and turned off the lanterns that had been lit all night, and looked at the neighbors on the left and right habitually.

There are quite a few people, and everyone has been through another day.

As there were fewer people, I observed two seconds of silence for the unfortunate neighbor, and by the way, I determined the topic of today's women's conversation - what was going on with the family who disappeared last night.

The areas where wealthy businessmen live are opened by the doorkeeper. No matter whether anything happens at home or not, they will look cold when they open the door, and will definitely not lose face to the master.

Unless it is the kind of disaster that almost destroyed the family, nothing can shake the atmosphere of these wealthy merchants except to make money.

Today is a little different.

Not long after the conciers opened the door, the wives of the masters and wives from each family dressed up and got on the carriage prepared early.

There was even an uncontrollable excitement and tension on their faces. The beautiful and luxurious lady held the heavy solid wood gift box in her own hands, and her voice disappeared into the gradually moving carriage.

Except for the coachman, no servant was able to travel with him. Several servants with high status stood in a row at the door and watched the master leave.

They have long been accustomed to the rule that the annual Feng Family Birthday Banquet is not allowed to bring servants, but they must whisper after the master left: "I really don't know what to do so mysteriously. I am the maid of my wife's dowry, aren't qualified to take a look at the birthday party?"

"Sister Cuizhu, the maid who is dowry is helpless. My father, as the housekeeper of the mansion, has never been there."

"Okay, okay, can you expect a birthday party for the family? Instead of gossiping here, it is better to hope that the master and wife will bring back good news at home. What will happen to our family's industry in the coming year depends on today!"

Soon, the servants dispersed.

On the other hand, Qian San, who was not a wealthy businessman, but also had birthday banquet invitations, also opened the gate of the courtyard.

He had no servants and did everything himself. He was soon stopped by his neighbor: "Mr. Qian, I saw several carriages passing by. Are they all going to attend the birthday party?"

Qian San smiled: "It should be."

"Hey, it's not that I want to inquire, I'm just curious. Didn't the birthday party start at noon? It's just dawn now, why are they going so early?"

Qian San thought for a while: "Oh, although the banquet was held at noon, most of the guests were businessmen. Naturally, he wanted to use the time before the banquet to contact each other. Maybe he could negotiate a few more businesses."

"Hehe, do you have to take advantage of this opportunity to flatter who is—?"

That person who doesn’t understand naturally doesn’t understand, but the person who understands knows who he is talking about as soon as he hears it.

I can only live in the Feng family forever, a master who is too mysterious!

Qian San stopped answering, took off the lantern, and stared at the questioning neighbor with a smile.

The person stared at me suddenly felt pressure and smiled angrily: "I have no other intentions, and I don't want to find out anything. What are you doing when you look at me like this?"

Good temper Qian San's temper seems to be not that good today, and it may be because the topic is really sensitive.

Those around him who were pricking their ears and eavesdropping saw Qian San's smile fading a lot, and patted his decent and formal clothes: "I really want to know, wouldn't it be enough to just get an invitation."

The neighbor's face turned red and he was still a little angry.

Those who live nearby know that he always wanted an invitation to go to the banquet to curry favor with the master and come back with an opportunity to make a fortune, but the invitation could not fall on him.

On the contrary, Qian San, who even had no business in the shop, had invitations every year. It is said that because Mr. Feng appreciated his personality and wanted to make this friend.

How jealous!

But the neighbors can't say anything. Qian San is not a poor man without power. Just talking about Master Feng's appreciation is enough for Qian San to walk sideways.

I didn't dare to say anything now, so I went home for breakfast.

Qian San ignored the eyes that were peeping around him, lifted up the symbolic gift box, locked the courtyard door, and shook his legs and walked towards the Fengjia Courtyard.

He did not provide himself with a carriage. He usually rented a carriage from the street car shop next door when he had to travel far, so the neighbors staring at him did not feel any doubt about his behavior.

He walked along the road without going to the car shop, and just crossed two streets and bought two buns amid the noise of the city.

A carriage passed by him, and then suddenly stopped. The curtain was lifted, revealing the beautifully dressed young woman inside. The woman smiled at him, and her voice was sweet and sweet: "Isn't this Mr. Qian~ Mr. Qian, since they are on the same road, my wife invites you to get in the car and go with you."

This woman turned out to be a maid.

But only in terms of his dress and appearance, he is more precious than many ladies.

Qian San was silent for a moment, turned his head and bought a few more buns, and then he took them onto the carriage.

The carriage was wide, and when he entered, there were already three people sitting inside, two women and one man.

One is Sister Xue, a celebrity around Master Wanban, or the famous Mrs. Xue.

One is Mrs. Xue’s husband, a man with a very management mind, but within Yi Ren, this man is no different from the controlled puppet, and no one can look down on him at all.

At this moment, the "husband" had a cold face and sat upright with his spine, his eyes coming from sharp and cold.

Another one is the maid named Qian San got on the car. Compared with Mrs. Xue's dress, she was indeed a little simpler, but you could tell at a glance that she was pretending.

The maid pinched an orchid finger, giggled, and took two buns from Qian San's hand very easily, one gave to the man from the Xue family who was air conditioning, and the other gave to Mrs. Xue: "Mr. Qian is so pitiful. He doesn't even have a carriage when he goes out. If my wife wasn't kind-hearted, Mr. Qian would have to walk over, so there would be no more placings~"

"...Yes, thanks to Mrs. Xue." Qian San turned his head and said to Sister Xue, "This maid's mouth is too broken, so it is recommended to chop it and feed it to the dog."

Sister Xue smiled naturally: "How dare I chop off my captain?"

"She" glanced at the side: "Ajiu, eat some cushion first, otherwise you will be hungry."

The man in the Xue family obediently bit the bun, but his eyes remained on the maid. Looking at the other person's words and deeds that were not restrained, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Qian San's eyes turned around and sighed for a while: "Yu Xing, you really don't mind women's clothing at all."

The maid held her hands: "Hey~Where is it, I'm just doing something and loving something. But Ren Yi... No, Mr. Qian, your words and deeds today are not right? In the past, you never bought buns on the roadside, and your smile is a little shallow."

Ren Yi, who was wearing the three-shelled gold, smiled: "Everyone knows that I am a facial paralysis. It is already the limit to be able to give such a facial nerve reaction. Please don't make things difficult for me, okay?"
Chapter completed!