"Dingdong Dingdong!" The doorbell rang.

Chen Yao put down the teacup, got up and walked over to open the door.

It was cousin Chen Ruoxi, her daughter Li Mengmeng, and the little girl looked at Chen Yao without blinking while eating lollipops.

When she learned that her cousin was back for the New Year, she brought her daughter to have the New Year’s Eve dinner tonight.

"Happy New Year, uncle." Li Mengmeng said with a smile.

"Come in." Chen Yao turned around and sat back on the sofa.

"Does my uncle have any gifts?" Li Mengmeng blinked her big eyes and looked at him expectantly.

Every year when Chen Yao comes back, he always brings gifts, and the little girl always cares about this.

Chen Ruoxi tapped her head gently and smiled, "It's impolite to ask for gifts as soon as we meet."

Chen Yao turned around and pulled out a box from his backpack. The box opened, and inside it was a brand new legendary mobile phone mate2.

The market price is 6,999 yuan, so I gave it to her as a gift.

"Wow!" Li Mengmeng's eyes lit up. She had long wanted to own one, but her parents were unwilling to buy it for her.

"Thank you uncle." Holding the phone in your hand, Li Mengmeng began to activate the system and started playing.

"Dingdong; Dingdong!" Another guest came.

Chen Yao walked over quickly and opened the door.

A large group of people appeared in front of me, two middle-aged men and women, three young men and women, and two children.

However, Chen Yao didn't even know him, and he didn't look like his own relative.

"Old friend, you are here, you have been missing for many years!"

When Chen Guodong saw them, he immediately put down the newspaper and walked towards them.

Seven people walked in, Chen Guodong asked them to sit on the sofa, and they would come to their house as a guest when they received a call in the morning. They thought he was joking, but they didn't expect that they were really here.

The middle-aged man took the teacup and sighed a little, "Old Chen, I think we probably haven't met for thirty years, right?"

"Yes, we were young men in our twenties back then, and in the blink of an eye we were almost sixty years old." Chen Guodong was also quite moved. He smiled and handed the other party a cigarette.

The middle-aged uncle took a deep breath of cigarette and said, "If it weren't for the state-owned enterprise going bankrupt back then, I wouldn't have gone to America, and I'd even more likely to be a boss."

Chen Yao didn't say anything, sat aside and drank Coke. After listening for a while, he finally knew who he was?

This middle-aged uncle is named Luo Zhifan. Thirty years ago, he worked in the same state-owned enterprise with Chen Guodong and worked hard together to form a deep friendship.

Later, the state-owned enterprise went bankrupt and Chen Guodong had to leave, while Luo Zhifan went to an ocean trading company to work as a cabin worker.

By chance, because of hard work, I was attracted by an American company and became the director of the cabin and promoted step by step, and later became the general manager of the North American branch.

After getting the green card, he stayed in the United States and founded an international marine transportation company, which was considered to be at the peak of his life.

After thirty years, he returned to his hometown again and remembered his good friend back then. He called Chen Guodong and said he would come to visit his home.

The middle-aged woman with wavy curly hair was her wife, and the three young men and women next to her were his son, daughter-in-law, and eldest granddaughter. As for the two children, they were naturally his grandsons.

I haven't seen each other for decades, and there is always a lot of things to say.

Chen Guodong smiled happily and said, "How about we go to a nearby hotel tonight and have the New Year's Eve dinner together?"

Luo Zhifan was stunned for a moment and nodded in agreement.

At night, Happy Hotel.

Local five-star high-end hotels have good natural consumption levels.

Chen Yao, Lin Yuhan, and Ouyang Mei followed Chen Guodong to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

At the same time, Luo Zhifan's family also attended, and other uncles, aunts, cousins, and about fifty people were present for this New Year's Eve dinner.

Chen Yao held Xiao Mengmeng in his arms and took the elevator upstairs. He was surrounded by Luo Zhifan's family.

"You are Chen Guodong's son?" Luo Zhifan asked with a smile and looked over and looked over.

Chen Yao responded casually: "Yes."

"Is that your daughter? So cute?" Luo Zhifan looked at Li Mengmeng.

Chen Yao said: "My little niece."

"Are you not married yet?"

“Not yet.”

Luo Zhifan smiled and wanted to ask more questions. The elevator door opened and he and his family walked out of the elevator.

The restaurant on the ninth floor of the hotel has six tables, each with eight people, just enough to sit.

The food was booked in advance. Soon after sitting down, the hot and fragrant food was delivered.

"Old Chen, have you quit drinking? Why don't you order wine?" Luo Zhifan said with a smile.

Chen Guodong ordered the waiter: "Send two bottles of Erguotou."

"Oh, that one is not enough to be combined." Luo Zhifan said: "If you want to drink, drink Maotai. The waiter will give me two bottles of Feitian!"

During the Chinese New Year, Moutai liquor was sold very much, especially Feitian, which has been sold for 5,000 yuan per bottle.

"Okay." The waiter turned around and walked out quickly.

"Old Chen, you may be feeling sorry for the money, I will pay for this meal." Luo Zhifan said generously.

Chen Guodong felt sorry for the money, but he just didn't like drinking this kind of wine. Not everyone liked the sauce-flavored smell, but he was so generous and didn't be polite to him.

The New Year's Eve dinner was halfway through. A child was full and then jumped down and ran to Chen Guodong to ask him for red envelopes.

"Congratulations on getting rich, bring the red envelope." He is Luo Zhifan's grandson, Xiaobin.

It seemed a bit rude to ask for red envelopes directly, but Chen Guodong didn't mind. He touched it in his pocket and handed him a red envelope with the God of Wealth printed on it.

Xiaobin held the red envelope in his hand with joy and...

He opened the red envelope directly.

Inside, there is a RMB 20.

Xiaobin shook his head, put the money back into the red envelope, and then turned around and went to play.

Chen Guodong was stunned, so embarrassed!

This child who grew up in America did not understand Chinese etiquette at all. He actually opened red envelopes in person and had a disgusting expression on his face.

The relatives and friends around all saw the amount of the red envelope, which was only 20 yuan.

Death of embarrassment.

"Haha." Luo Zhifan smiled.

He took out a big red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Li Mengmeng: "Little Mengmeng, right? The red envelope that uncle gave you."

"Oh." Li Mengmeng reached out to hold the big red envelope in her hand. She was also very curious and wanted to take it apart, but she remembered that her mother said that it would be impolite to unpack the red envelope in front of an adult.

"Disassemble it, take a look." Luo Zhifan said generously.

Li Mengmeng couldn't wait to open the red envelope and pulled out the coins.

Suddenly, the people present were surprised.

All of them are 1,000 Hong Kong dollars. Li Mengmeng moved her mouth and counted how much money it was?

Luo Zhifan asked knowingly: "Li Mengmeng, how much does it cost?"

Li Mengmeng shouted in a tender voice: "20 photos, 20,000!"

This uncle is so rich. He can just give a red envelope of 20,000 yuan.

However, Chen Guodong's old face turned red and he felt really embarrassed.
Chapter completed!