Zhang Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and turned to Qiao Nian and said, "Ms. Qiao is usually busy and rarely seen, so we don't have much chance to have a meal with you. I think the people who come to your birthday party must be those who really want to celebrate your birthday. Since it's a birthday, everyone should get together happily. Everything else is just a formality."
Qiao Nian was not a person who would dwell on trivial matters. Seeing them trying to persuade her, as if they were afraid that she would not be able to get over it, she found it funny and raised her lips with an unruly look in her eyes: "I didn't say I didn't celebrate my birthday."
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "That's settled. I've prepared all the gifts! My parents also want to come."
He thinks very quickly.
Ye Wangchuan was also willing to give back to the smart people, so he hummed and said, "Then ask uncle and aunt to come along."
Zhang Yang was overjoyed, but smartly did not say polite words like thank you. He just smiled and enthusiastically put food into the hot pot for everyone.
"Have you booked a hotel?" Qin Si glanced at him, then turned to ask the man.
Ye Wangchuan calmly put the boiled tripe into Qiao Nian's bowl, put down his chopsticks, drank a sip of tea leisurely, and said, "No, I will discuss it with Mr. Jiang and my uncle tomorrow and then decide."
Qin Si raised his eyes and was about to wonder if time was too tight, but when he saw that person's calm and composed look, he finally came to his senses.
In Beijing, it is not easy for Wang Ye to book a hotel. It is just a matter of a word.
Morning and night are the same.
He was smart enough not to ask any more questions, and kept muttering, "I'm going to bring my mom along, too, and call a few more people to make it more lively."
Ye Wangchuan's handsome face showed no expression. He put down his teacup and said calmly, "Remember to make the red envelope bigger."
“Didn’t you just say that it all depends on the feeling?!” Qin Si cursed.
Ye Wangchuan glanced at him sideways and said slowly: "You are a bastard if you don't make money."
"… "
"… "
Qin Si and Zhang Yang were speechless. Gu San had long been accustomed to someone's dog-like behavior and became the only one who was as steady as an old dog.
*
The next day at noon, he actually invited Jiang Zongjim and Mr. Jiang out.
Ye Wangchuan booked a private restaurant that was relatively close to Mr. Jiang’s nursing home, and the dishes he ordered were mainly light-flavored ones suitable for older people.
Throughout the meal, he took care of the two elders and behaved in a very appropriate manner.
The more Mr. Jiang and Jiang Zongjim looked at him, the more satisfied they became.
The three of them then talked about what to do for Qiao Nian's birthday. This part was mainly discussed by Ye Wangchuan. He proposed a general plan, including where to hold it, who to invite, and what the process was...
Mr. Jiang and his colleagues listened to the entire process, only occasionally interrupting to ask about specific details, and almost never raised any different opinions.
The main reason was that the process proposed by Ye Wangchuan was so perfect that it seemed like it had been planned for a long time, and they couldn't find anything unsatisfactory at all.
Until the end, Mr. Jiang asked, "Who should we invite as a witness for Nian Nian?"
The only people he was familiar with were Ye Maoshan, Xu Jishen's grandfather, Mr. Shen, and Nie Mi... These three had approached him separately and hinted at wanting to be witnesses for Qiao Nian's coming of age.
Among them, Mr. Ye cared the most. He called him every few days and even went to the nursing home to visit him yesterday.
Jiang Weishang thought Ye Wangchuan would mention his grandfather, but the noble Young Master Ye had no intention of choosing Old Master Ye. He smiled and said, "This is a secret for the time being."
"Who is it?" Mr. Jiang wanted to ask again.
He still didn't say anything, remaining mysterious: "When the time comes, you will know."
(End of this chapter)