When Duan Feifei walked into the banquet hall, he found that he had turned a corner.
He stopped quickly and adjusted his pace.
Under normal circumstances, he is not afraid of any social scenes, and he can withstand any size.
The key point is that this scene in front of me has nothing to do with social interaction. The pianist is playing the piano, but he doesn't look here. There are only six waiters watching them, and they don't look too seriously. After all, they have to go to the same 100-meter track. Next to the table.
But it will be tense.
Because it's so fucking advanced.
It is the kind of high level that Duan has never experienced before.
"Do I still need to order?" Jiang Kuo, worthy of being the young master of a big family, walked in very freely, "Have my secretary already explained it?"
Jiang Kuo's words successfully made Duan Feifei return to his daily state because he wanted to hold back his laughter.
"Yes," the waiter brought the two of them to the table and pulled out a chair at the end, "we have prepared the menu according to your secretary, Mr. Hu, just let us know when you need to start your meal. ."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo sat down and looked at Duan Feifei, "I don't know what he ordered."
"Mr. Duan, please." The waiter made a gesture of invitation and took Duan Feifei to the chair opposite the table.
"Do I really sit there?" Duan Feifei followed him, looked back at Jiang Kuo, and raised his voice, "Mr. Hu must not send his walkie-talkie to each of us?"
The waiter saw that he was not professionally trained, and laughed out loud beside him.
"You sit down first," Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone, "try first."
"What," Duan Feifei walked over to the other side and looked at him, "Talking on the phone?"
Jiang Kuo put down his phone, leaned back on his chair, and couldn't stop laughing for a long time.
After a while, he picked up the phone again: "Don't make me laugh, I'll record this scene. President Jiang probably has never eaten like this."
"The key to President Jiang is that there is no secretary surnamed Hu." Duan Feifei also took out his mobile phone and took a picture of him.
"Help me take the flower in the middle and go up," Jiang Kuo said, "since you sit upright, you can't see anyone."
"Okay." The waiter removed several small flower baskets and vases in the middle of the table.
Jiang Kuo sat here and looked at Duan Feihan. The table was about six or seven meters, and it wasn't too long. It was a little longer than a normal car. Uncle's minivan was even longer than it.
But the feeling of sitting on both sides of the table like this is not the same.
It's really vast.
It doesn't matter if it is vast, this distance, plus the waiters standing upright on both sides, the two of them ate this birthday dinner like a part of the CEO's speech at the company's annual meeting.
"I'll look at the menu first, what's there?" Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand.
The waiter handed over the menu arranged by Cannon.
He looked at it, if you don't fall in love and just eat it, this is a good meal. From the appetizer to the dessert and tea, it's the same, the arrangement is very detailed, and even considers the two of them to drive, so he changed all the wine. Became drinks and juices.
"Then what," Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifei, who was opposite, "Do you want to serve food?"
"Go on," Duan Feifei raised his voice, "Aren't you hungry?"
"Would you like to sit here?" Jiang Kuo said.
"No," said Duan Feifei, "I want to experience the feeling of having a meal in the middle of a negotiation."
"Nervous." Jiang Kuo laughed.
"Hu Zhenyu is fucking crazy." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"Then let's serve." Jiang Kuo glanced at the menu, "The first dish is... Baked snails and... "
"I don't want snails." Duan Feifei said immediately.
"Then you can eat foie gras." Jiang Kuo said.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
The waiter began to serve the food and poured the wine. Although the grape juice was poured, the rack was still full.
"Shou Xing." Duan Feifei raised the cup.
Jiang Kuo also picked up the cup and looked at him. "Happy birthday." Duan Feifei said.
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said with a smile.
Duan Feifei took a sip of the grape juice, put down the glass and continued to look at him. If it weren't for the fact that there were seven people talking in a beautiful voice across a pickup truck, Duan Feifei must have something else to say. .
Hu Zhenyu was really not at ease.
A couple had a birthday dinner and were forced to negotiate by Hu Zhenyu.
And Duan Feifei was also ill, so he had to sit opposite him, but if he was a little short-sighted, he couldn't see his expression clearly.
The head plate came up, and it was exquisite.
They both finished their meal in silence.
"Duan Feihan," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "I'll give you three seconds."
"Come on." Duan Feifei got up quickly and trotted to his side, "Is that what you mean?"
"Where's the chair!" Jiang Kuo said.
"For a while," Duan Feifei said, "what's behind the head plate?"
"Soup." Jiang Kuo said.
"I'll give you a birthday present before serving the soup." Duan Feifei said.
"That," Jiang Kuo leaned into his ear, "do you have any other performance procedures? Do you need the waiter to avoid it?"
"No," said Duan Feihan in a low voice, "Even if I have a performance process, is that a shameful process? I don't take off my clothes."
"Your performance is more ruthless than undressing." Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing when he remembered it.
"It's alright, don't worry, I just took a look at the venue," Duan Feifei looked at the door, "It's alright, the guests who eat dinner don't come here..."
"What do you want to do?" Jiang Kuo became vigilant.
"This is your first birthday since we were together," Duan Feifei said, "a surprise for you."
Before Jiang Kuo could speak, Duan Feifei waved at the service, a young man approached them, Duan Feifei pointed at the window: "If the curtains are drawn and the lights are turned off, how dark can it be?"
The boy glanced at the curtains: "Ours are blackout curtains, with 90% shading."
"What is the concept of 90 percent?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It's basically dark," the boy said.
"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "Secretary Pao... Secretary Hu has packed this hall, right?"
"Yes, it can be arranged by pulling the curtains, turning off the lights and closing the door." The young man responded quickly.
"Then please turn off the lights and draw the curtains," Duan Feihan went over and took his bag, "The door is also closed, I'll come in later."
"Duan Feifei," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "the real you?"
"Wait." Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows at him and went out with his bag.
Jiang Kuo was very uneasy. When he first entered this hall, he could feel that Duan Feifei was a little restrained, but it was really a little, a little. Once he got used to it, the nature of a social maniac would not allow him to keep a low profile.
Jiang Kuo could only watch a few waiters draw the curtains with great interest.
Of course, the waiter was very enthusiastic. This meal was very lively and enjoyable to watch, and now there is an added drama part, which is even more exciting.
The only one who was still calm was the violinist. The violinist was a girl, wearing a beautiful long dress. Since they came in, he hadn't looked this way, and just focused on playing the violin.
"The lights are going to be turned off now, Mr. Jiang, please don't move around. The curtains are very shading, and it will be very dark after the lights are turned off." The young man reminded Jiang Kuo.
"Well." Jiang Kuo glanced at the piano player.
"She's fine." The boy smiled.
"Okay," Jiang Kuo waved his hand, took out his mobile phone, and started recording a video at the door, "Turn off the lights and watch the show."
The waiter over there turned off the lights in the banquet hall one by one.
The switches are all together. Originally, it could be turned off with a slap, but the waiter was very ceremonial. He just pressed the switches one by one. After pressing them for twenty seconds, the light in the hall dimmed little by little. , and finally all blacked out.
This shading curtain is good, Jiang Kuo feels that he can install one in his bedroom on the tenth floor, an artifact of lying in bed in the morning.
The boy walked to the door and said, "Ready."
Two seconds later, the door was pushed open.
Although the banquet hall was already darkened, it was still noon outside. As soon as the door opened, the silhouette of Duan Feifei leaning on the door frame with his elbows immediately appeared clearly.
It's not a silhouette anymore, it's so bright, the big ball in his hand and the rose in his mouth are already in sight.
"Ah..." Jiang Kuo held his forehead with his hand, sighed and let out an uncontrollable laugh.
"Why is it so bright," Duan Feifei hurried in, "close the door."
A few waiters went over and closed the door again while having fun.
Darkness returned to the hall.
"What did you take?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile.
"Wait for me to show you." Duan Feifei said vaguely while biting the rose.
Two seconds later, Jiang Kuo saw a soft light shining in front of him, the big ball held by Duan Feihan.
This fucking should be a lamp.
There may also be a glass... A few strings of star lights are stuffed into the crystal ball, because Jiang Kuo can see the light spots in the halo.
"Thank you for some atmosphere." Duan Feifei said.
I don't know to whom this was said. Jiang Kuo was thinking about whether to give him a round of applause. The musician over there quickly changed the tune and played the happy birthday song.
The waiters immediately followed, and the young man took the lead: "Happy birthday to you—"
Everyone slapped and sang together, there were six people in total, and even the slap and singing was quite lively.
Duan Feifei's face was lit up by this light. Although he looked as silly as ever with a flower in his mouth, he couldn't hide his handsomeness. Especially with this kind of side light source, Duan Feifan's beautiful side was outlined very clearly.
what.
Although silly.
But really handsome.
Jiang Kuo stared at the ball of light in his hand, and with his understanding of Duan Feihan, the "surprise" was absolutely impossible to end at this step.
As he expected, Duan Feifei did not walk in front of him, but walked into the middle of the hall.
While singing Happy Birthday, I didn't know if I was pulling or pressing under the ball of light.
The light of the light ball suddenly brightened several degrees.
The light golden light turned into a color.
The whole hall was covered with a layer of fancy light. Then, everywhere on the ceiling, on the wall and on the ground, there were shadows turning.
"Wow—" the waiters shouted together in a very atmospheric voice.
I have to say, they all shouted from the heart. After all, most people might think that it's over here, but they didn't expect that there would be such a thing later.
"Happy birthday Jiang Kuo!" Duan Feifei shouted.
"Happy birthday! Jiang Kuo!" The waiters also shouted.
The pianist over there changed another very cheerful tune, which sounded like a jump.
The swaying light and shadow of the room also followed.
"Look at that shadow." A waiter shouted.
Jiang Kuo also noticed that this one-to-three-year-old children's starlight projection lamp is the same thing, but the pattern projected is not the kind of stars, moon, snowflakes, etc., but a photo.
There are pictures of Jiang Kuo.
There is also a group photo of Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei.
Some are silhouettes.
Duan Feifei did not put his photo in the crystal ball.
Duan Feifei put the photos in the children's starlight projection lamp.
Then cast a room full of them.
At this moment, Jiang Kuo held his mobile phone and didn't know which part to record, so he swiped up, down, left and right.
"How is it?" Duan Feifei walked up to him with the ball of light in his hand, and put the ball in front of him.
Quite dazzling.
Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feihan in a dazzling light.
And the rose that he still holds in his mouth to this day.
"...It's too exciting." Jiang Kuo said.
"It's not over yet," Duan Feifei took the flower from his mouth, put it in his hand, and looked at the waiter, "Don't turn on the light yet."
"Okay." The waiters were very dedicated, and with just such a word, they also brought the atmosphere very cooperatively, and clapped their hands together.
"This can be turned on." Duan Feifei took his hand and touched the base of the light ball with his fingers, "There is a switch, have you touched it?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Click it to open it." Duan Feifei said.
"Is there anything else?" Jiang Kuo was a little surprised.
"Nonsense, am I giving you this thing as a birthday present?" Duan Feifei said.
"Is there a more exciting birthday present than this?" Jiang Kuo said with a smile.
"That's gone," Duan Feifei said. "This is the most exciting thing today. The one inside is unremarkable."
Jiang Kuo was relieved that he was ordinary, and he pressed the switch on the base.
The ball of light clicked, and the four petals were split open in a very unsmooth posture, and slowly opened around.
One of the flaps stopped halfway through, and after all its friends opened, one flap was still stuck in the middle.
"This quality," Duan Feifei forcibly tore off the flap.
Jiang Kuo didn't pay much attention to this, he saw the small round box in the middle.
If he guessed right, it's a ring box.
But with Duan's extraordinary urination, it is unlikely that there is a ring inside.
"What is it?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Ring." Duan Feifei did not keep it secret, and reported the answer in a low voice.
This answer was beyond Jiang Kuo's expectations. He was stunned: "Where did you get the money to buy the ring?"
"Open it first and have a look," Duan Feifei suppressed his voice, "This thing can't reach the level where you need to find money to buy it."
Jiang Kuo picked up the small box and opened it happily.
Sure enough, it was a ring, and it was two.
The silver ring, not the style he imagined, was a simple circle with a delicate hollow letter in the middle, one with J on it, and D on the other.
"Custom made?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "The house that I rented for my dad is a jewelry studio downstairs, and it was made there."
"It's so pretty." Jiang Kuo picked up the J, ready to put it on his fingers.
"That's mine." Duan Feifei said.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"D is yours," Duan Feifei picked up the ring and looked at the waiter next to him when he wanted to put it on his finger, probably still embarrassed, so he hung the ring on his fingertip, "J is mine. "
"Okay." Jiang Kuo put the ring on his middle finger, "It's quite suitable, are the two rings the same size?"
"Well, I pinched your finger, similar to mine." Duan Feifei put the J on his hand. Jiang Kuo looked down at the small ring, and found that there was a very shiny dot on the vertical of D. He put his finger close to the light ball and looked at it: "Is there a diamond?"
"Yes, there is a one-point diamond." Duan Feifei said and let him look at his hand. There was also a small bright spot in the middle of J.
Jiang Kuo laughed.
So fucking cute.
"Happy birthday, I wish one of the most important people in my life. The brackets are in no particular order and the rest of the names are not displayed." Duan Feifei whispered, "Always be happy, always be the eldest young master."
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "Who are the other names not shown?"
"My dad and them," Duan Feifei said, "Actually, I have a ranking in my heart, but it's not very easy to rank, you know."
"I'm number one, right?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "but..."
"But family love..." Jiang Kuo cleared his throat and whispered, "Love, there's no way to stand next to each other."
"Well." Duan Feifei nodded with a smile.
"I'm very happy," Jiang Kuo shook his finger, "really."
"If you wear this finger, don't shake it back and forth." Duan Feifei pressed his middle finger back.
Jiang Kuo suddenly became happy again.
"Is the light on?" Duan Feifei said.
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
The waiter turned on the light. Before Jiang Kuo could understand the star ball through Liang's research, Duan Feifei quickly put the ball on the box and put it back in the bag.
"Why don't you let me see?" Jiang Kuo said.
"To be honest," Duan Feifei zipped up the bag, "This thing can only be seen in a black light. When I received it, when I opened it, I was in despair. The burrs on the plastic edge were not cleaned up."
Jiang Kuole said, "Let me take a look when I go back."
"Go back and talk about it." Duan Feifei walked over to the chair opposite.
The waiter kindly walked over first, moved the chair over, and placed it next to Jiang Kuo.
"Thank you." Duan Feifei sat down.
"Do you want to continue serving soup now?" the waiter asked.
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
This meal was prepared very richly. Although in Jiang Kuo's opinion, the taste was the normal five-star standard, it was quite full.
Jiang Kuo didn't take it too seriously, and kept looking at the ring on his hand.
After the light is on, the whole picture of the ring can be seen clearly, very delicate, and low-key. If the letters are turned to the inside of the fingers, there will be a row of small letters exposed, which cannot be seen clearly without a magnifying glass.
Jiang Kuo took a macro photo with his mobile phone and zoomed in to see it clearly.
LOVE921.
"What is that of yours?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Is it LOVE317?"
"Inevitably," Duan Feifei smiled, "Do you really like it?"
"Really." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Soil?" Duan Feifei asked.
"...No soil," Jiang Kuo glanced at the rose flower in his hand, "Thank you for not taking the ring on the stalk."
Duan Feifei laughed: "It's not that I didn't think about it, but it was revealed, for the sake of mystery."
"You're putting a lot of pressure on me," Jiang Kuo tutted, "What am I going to do on your birthday?"
"I can help you think about it then." Duan Feifei said.
"I'll give you a birthday, and then you help me to recruit?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well, your business is mine." Duan Feifei said.
Although it's a bit strange, it doesn't seem to be a problem. Jiang Kuo thought about it: "...But I don't hold roses."