He made at least ten calls, but only two or three people agreed to come for dinner, while the others all made excuses to decline.
You can see how difficult it is.
Beijing has always been a place where people are treated differently based on their personalities.
Nian Nian had always stayed in the ring road and seldom came to Beijing. When she did, she was very low-key and almost no one knew of her existence.
This time, his family suddenly invited guests to a graduation party for his niece who they had found across the city. When they heard that they were relatives from a small place, they made up a reason to refuse without waiting for him to finish.
He was in his forties and a well-known figure in Beijing. People had politely declined, and he couldn't just beg them to come for dinner.
After making some phone calls, except for two or three small families that wanted to curry favor with the Jiang family, no one from the slightly better families came.
He could only place his hope on his father.
"Dad, how many people are coming from your side?"
Old Master Jiang looked unhappy, and he raised his eyelids tiredly. His usually energetic eyes were dull and lifeless. "… Wen Ruxia from the Wen family is coming, and Nie Mi is coming too. In addition, Principal Liang and Old Master Huang will also come. No one else is free."
When Jiang Zongnan heard this, he realized that they were all people from the academic world and their situation was not much better than his.
Among several top families in Beijing, except for Wen Ruxia who came out of respect, after contacting a lot of people, no one was willing to come.
This situation was beyond their expectations, but also reasonable.
After all, their old man has retired for several years, and the status of the Jiang family in Beijing is getting worse day by day. If Xianrou hadn't been able to fit in with Ye Wangchuan's small circle, the Jiang family would probably have been even more lacking in confidence.
According to the old man, Qiao Nian's graduation banquet should be held in a grand manner, and it would be best to invite many important figures to attend, so that Qiao Nian can be introduced to this circle.
But reality was like a slap in the face, catching them off guard.
The one who came from around the city was another high school student.
I didn’t have much fame before. Even if I did well in the college entrance examination, I still couldn’t be seen by the upper class in Beijing, where family background is important…
Jiang Zongnan was in a heavy mood and didn't dare to look at the old man's face. He paused, frowned, and said with difficulty: "I'll try to contact them again to see if there is anyone else who hasn't been contacted."
"Yeah." Mr. Jiang looked listless, raised his eyelids, and whispered: "Over at the Imperial Mansion... give them a call and change to the small hall."
"..." Jiang Zongnan was silent for a moment, sighed, took his phone and went out to do some work.
No one wants to come. They can't put a knife on someone's neck and force them to come, but this situation is a bit helpless...
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At the Qin family, Qin Si had just returned from outside. He opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.
He glanced up and saw a red invitation card casually thrown on the table. He asked the servant frivolously, "What is that?"
"Master Si." The servant was making tea for him. Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction he said. He showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "Ah, that. Someone from the Jiang family just sent an invitation. They want to invite you to dinner at the Yu Mansion next Wednesday."
The servants knew that he was always impatient to attend banquets in Beijing and rarely cared about these social etiquettes.
But Jiang Xianrou had a good relationship with their young master, so when the Jiang family sent him an invitation, he politely accepted it.
I didn’t intend to tell Qin Si, but I didn’t expect that Qin Si saw the invitation himself.
(End of this chapter)