Chen Tong also smiled and said: "Is Chen Yue still far away from the realm that Brother Yan said?"
Yan Shirong smiled and stopped talking. The big shot he was talking about was certainly not Chen Yue.
Next, Chen Tong and others chatted with Yan Shirong for a while, but most of the time it was the Chen family who complimented Yan Shirong.
Chen Mo drank tea quietly and listened quietly without speaking.
However, when the little girl Chen Keer heard Chen Tong and the others complimenting Yan Shirong, she couldn't help but curl her lips and secretly whispered to Chen Mo: "I didn't expect that even brother Chen Tong was so tacky. It seemed like it was me before." Look up to him, he only puts on that aloof attitude when facing us!"
Chen Mo did not answer. Some people's aloofness is truly aloof, but some people's aloofness is just a show of superiority in front of those who are inferior to them.
And Chen Tong is naturally the latter.
Seeing Chen Tong, Yan Shirong and others chatting happily, the other Chen family juniors were a little jealous, and they also wanted to make friends with Young Master Yan.
A junior from the Chen family suddenly stood up and walked to Chen Tong's table with a glass of wine.
Chen Mo glanced at him and knew that he was from the great grandfather's lineage. His name was Chen Qing, and he was also a relatively well-established person.
However, his abilities were far inferior to those of the people at Chen Tong's table, otherwise Chen Tong would have called him to this table.
"Chen Qing, here's a toast to Young Master Yan!" Chen Qing picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, turned the glass upside down, and said, "Do it first as a token of respect!"
Chen Tong frowned slightly. In his eyes, Chen Qing's behavior was obviously a bit reckless.
Yan Shirong's expression was calm and he did not move. Instead, he looked at Chen Qing and asked, "You and I have never met, and you want to come and respect me for peace?"
Chen Qing said: "I have admired Young Master Yan for a long time, and I am lucky enough to meet him today. I was so excited that I couldn't help but come over."
Seeing that Yan Shirong had no intention of drinking, Chen Qing looked a little embarrassed and whispered: "Please give me some thin noodles, Master Yan."
Yan Shirong tapped the table with his fingers and smiled without saying a word.
Chen Tong shouted in a low voice: "Chen Qing, that's enough! Don't back down yet!"
Chen Qing didn't move, his face looked ugly. There were many people watching behind him. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if he just retreated
However, he did not dare to offend Yan Shirong, otherwise Chen Tong would report to the family after he returned, and if his father knew that he had offended the young master of the Yan family, his legs would have to be broken.
Chen Qing was unable to get off the horse and could only show a pleading expression: "Young Master Yan, I have always admired you..."
Yan Shirong raised his hand to stop Chen Qing from continuing: "I don't need anyone to admire me. If everyone comes to toast me like you do, how can I bear one drink per person?"
"Stay back!" Yan Shirong's face showed a touch of cold pride, and his aura as the young master of the Yanjing family was clearly revealed.
Chen Tong, Chen Kexin and others couldn't help but be surprised: "I'm afraid this is Young Master Yan's true face, and his previous gentleness was just superficial."
Chen Qing still refused to give up and stood in a dilemma.
Chen Tong could see that Yan Shirong was a little angry, and immediately shouted coldly: "Chen Qing, don't back down yet!"
Chen Qing was suddenly awakened by Chen Tong's drink. It was a small thing to lose face. If he offended the eldest son of the Yan family, it would be a huge loss to the entire Chen family. He didn't want to have his legs broken by his father when he returned home.
"I was the one who was rude. Please forgive me, Young Master Yan. I'll leave now!" Chen Qing bowed to Yan Shirong and then walked back to his original position dejectedly.
The juniors of the Chen family looked at Chen Qing and couldn't help but sneer. Some even whispered: "You are really overestimating your abilities. This Chen Qing really takes himself seriously!"
"Hmph, this is embarrassing. Who does he think Young Master Yan is? What qualifications does Chen Qing have to befriend Young Master Yan?"
A group of juniors from the Chen family beat Chen Qing to a pulp.
Chen Qing sat in his seat, his face livid, his fists clenched tightly, looking at Yan Shirong with deep hatred in his eyes.
However, he did not dare to show it at all. The Yan family was indeed not someone he, a junior of the Chen family, could offend.
With Chen Qing as a precedent, other Chen family disciples who also wanted to make friends with Young Master Yan gave up their thoughts.
Chen Qing's status in the Chen family is not low, and he is also well-known throughout Nansu Province, but Young Master Yan doesn't give him any face, so they must be asking for trouble if they go there.
Yan Shirong's move directly solved countless troubles. Although it seemed a bit overbearing, he had to admit that this was the most effective way to prevent troubles.
Chen Tong raised his glass and said apologetically: "Brother Yan, the younger members of the family are ignorant, I hope Brother Yan can forgive me!"
Yan Shirong said calmly: "It doesn't matter."
Seeing that Yan Shirong was not angry, Chen Tong felt relieved.
At this time, Yan Shirong suddenly picked up a glass of wine, stood up and left his seat.
Chen Tong and others were stunned. Seeing Yan Shirong's actions, he was clearly preparing to propose a toast. However, who in this hall deserves a toast from Young Master Yan himself
The other Chen family juniors in the hall also looked at Yan Shirong in surprise, wondering in their hearts: "Who is Young Master Yan going to toast to? Who in the scene can be worthy of Young Master Yan personally toasting?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Shirong, full of doubts.
Yan Shirong turned around, walked slowly to Chen Mo and Chen Ke'er, and bowed respectfully to Chen Mo: "Mr. Chen, Yan Shirong drinks to you!"
"What!"
"Young Master Yan actually toasted to that loser Chen Mo!"
"Did you just hear that Young Master Yan used the word "you" to refer to that good-for-nothing Chen Mo just now?"
"What's going on? How can Chen Mo, that loser, deserve to be treated with such caution by Young Master Yan!"
The juniors of the Chen family were shocked and looked at this scene in disbelief.
Yan Shirong still stood in front of Chen Mo, maintaining the posture of bowing and saluting, which made everyone extremely surprised.
Even the people at Chen Tong's table had dull faces and did not understand Yan Shirong's actions.
Chen Kexin looked at this scene with a hint of panic in her eyes. Although she had long suspected that Chen Mo's identity was not simple, she had been deceiving herself. She did not want to believe that Chen Mo could be a great person.
However, from the racecourse of Yanjing Xiangshan Club, to Chen Keer's birthday party, and today Yan Shirong behaved respectfully in front of so many juniors of the Chen family.
Every time he seemed to be telling people about Chen Mo's unusual identity.
"No, this is impossible! He is a loser who was expelled from the Li family's door. Why!"
Chen Kexin looked ugly. In order to make friends with the super aristocratic Li family, she was very courteous to Chen Mo and gained Chen Mo's favor. But later, Chen Mo was expelled from the Li family, and the relationship was at loggerheads. Chen Kexin felt that Chen Mo had no use value anymore, so his true colors were revealed.
Later, Chen Kexin's attitude towards Chen Mo changed completely and she kept suppressing Chen Mo. Most of the reason was that she hated Chen Mo for not living up to expectations and destroying her dream of making friends with the Li family.
If Chen Mo suddenly became a big shot that Young Master Yan Jingyan tried his best to please, Chen Kexin would probably regret it so much that her intestines would turn green.
So she would rather deceive herself than believe that Chen Mo's identity was extraordinary.