The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 416
These few laughs seemed to tear apart the harmony of the banquet, breaking in extremely abruptly.

Everyone looked back together and saw a group of men in white robes coming in at the gate, and they couldn't help but feel a surge.

The visitor is not good.

Even if they quit the Yaoshi lineage, the Bai family still likes to wear white robes to show people, as if they have put on an advertising trademark, for fear that others will not know their ostentation.

According to the information Song Ye learned, it was a collateral lineage of the Bai family that broke into the antique world, and it was the second relatively large force after Bai Dechang. After competing with the opponent for a while, the result was that the strength was very different, and the opponent could not get any benefit, so he turned to the antique world.

It can be said that this collateral branch was forced away by Song Ye, but in the end it bit the Meng family and brought disaster to Meng Ziheng.

"Haha, Mr. Meng won't mind coming here uninvited, right? If so, Bai will turn around and leave right away." The head of the Patriarch, Bai Hua, has very well-maintained gray hair, and his voice is like a bell. The bold atmosphere of the rivers and lakes.However, according to Song Ye's information, when this person was in the Yaoshi circle, he had plotted against many people because of the raw materials of the medicine stone.

Although Mr. Meng's face turned green when he saw the Bai family, he raised his smiling face again in an instant, and greeted him in a friendly way, holding the big hand of the other party, "Welcome, welcome, it's an ordinary family banquet, for grandson It's just an introduction from Heng, it's a great honor for Mr. Bai to come."

The two came and played Tai Chi back and forth, and after a while they came to the table and saw the Four Treasures of the Study.

"Hey, this is for girls to write. I heard that Young Master Meng's calligraphy is good, but I didn't expect even girls to be so good." Bai Hua deliberately pretended not to know Fu Tong'er, and laughed exaggeratedly.

"This is the granddaughter-in-law I just appointed, Fu Tong'er. Today, I will make a fool of my uncles, and I will give you some pointers." Mr. Meng couldn't help but smile, so he had to introduce it again.

"Oh, this is the child bride-in-law in the legend of the Meng family." Bai Hua pretended to suddenly understand, and said the word child bride-in-law straightforwardly. Now, no matter how good Mr. Meng is, his temper will explode. They are not happy with this kind of statement, especially if it is a big family like the Meng family.

But before he sprayed it back, Bai Hua said softly again: "Since it's writing calligraphy, it happens that I have a kid here who can write calligraphy well, so let him go up and write a couplet as well, and treat it as a celebration of Meng Meng. A good thing is coming for the young boy. Mr. Meng shouldn't mind, right?"

Gritting his teeth, Mr. Meng felt a little uneasy when he saw that the other party was obviously coming prepared.

The experience of several confrontations told him that this Bai Hua is a sinister thing, he really makes people play, and accidents will happen if he doesn't keep it all.

"It's really hard to say. I just arranged for two juniors. If Mr. Bai arranges someone else to go up, the young man may not agree." Mr. Meng kicked the leather shoes to Meng Ziheng.

"Haha, what's the matter? Young people like presents the most." Bai Hua is also a shameless person. He bypassed Mr. Meng, walked straight to Fu Tong'er and Meng Ziheng, and said with a loud smile, "How about it, Meng Young boy, let my grandchildren also come up and write a congratulatory letter, and I will never interfere with you young couple. Of course, I won’t overwhelm your little fiancee’s limelight."

By the time Mr. Meng realized that he was going to stop him, Bai Hua's words had already been blocked.

Meng Ziheng had dealt with Bai Hua before, so he naturally knew the other party's virtue, and he was a little uncertain at the moment, and from the corner of his eye, he unconsciously glanced at Song Ye, who seemed to be able to read minds, but his eyes were cold in an instant She nodded her head towards him, signaling him to accept this round.

"Okay, thank you very much." Meng Ziheng didn't even think about the consequences, as if he was bewitched by that look, he agreed with a nod.

"Haha, okay, it's better for Young Master Meng to be upright. Come on, Wenbo, and show your shame to everyone." As soon as Bai Hua finished speaking, he saw a little white robe walking out from among the white robes. He was only ten years old. About two or three years old, with a haughty look.

The two parties were writing on the same stage, originally there was a sense of competition, but now the Bai family sent a 12-year-old child out, clearly slapping the Meng family in the face.

"Here, the younger brother of the Bai family is still young, and it's not easy for Tong'er to accept gifts as an elder sister. My sister should write a copy for the younger brother of the Bai family." Fu Tong'er's reaction was extremely fast, and she bent down in an instant, extremely friendly and gentle. He said like coaxing a child.

It's really disgraceful for her to compare with a 12-year-old child, whether she wins or loses.

It's a pity that the image of her good sister is not accepted by the child. The child raised his head and said arrogantly, "You don't have to say so much. If it is a congratulatory gift, you must write it. Don't be afraid of losing, I will let you. "

The second half of the sentence directly exposed the essence of the competition, but it's hard for anyone to say that what the child said was Bai Hua's bad intentions.

"Well, that's good, my sister likes whatever the younger brother of the Bai family writes." Fu Tong'er couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and turned around to ask Meng Ziheng for comfort, but found that the other party was looking in another direction.

And in that direction, standing impressively was Song Ye.

Every time she sees that delicate and perfect face, Fu Tong'er always feels a sense of uneasiness and crisis in her heart.

Seeing Meng Ziheng's expression now, she hated Song Ye even more.

The position of the hostess of the Meng family is hers, and so is Meng Ziheng, and no one can take it away, so she must win, win beautifully.

After calming down, Fu Tong'er began to dip the pen and ink on the rice paper, and began to write without distraction. With every stroke, she imitated Mencius Heng's handwriting perfectly. The results obtained, but also have enough confidence to defeat a fledgling child.

Even if Song Ye was standing in the crowd, he could recognize Fu Tonger's handwriting at a glance, and he couldn't help shaking his head inwardly. It's no wonder that Meng Ziheng looked down on her. According to his temperament, the person he dislikes the most is people who don't have independent thinking and personality. The handwriting has been imitated, no matter how beautiful Fu Tonger is, in the eyes of Meng Ziheng, she is probably just a marionette.

And in this world, apart from hard work, there is also talent.

As time passed bit by bit, the exclamation around her became more and more obvious, so obvious that Fu Tong'er wanted to notice the difficulty without distraction.

As a result, she turned her head and saw that the calligraphy on the child's table was as sharp as a knife stroke by stroke, which made her panic instantly, and a drop of ink dripped from the pen, and there was already a failure.

"Don't be distracted when practicing calligraphy." Meng Ziheng's faint voice came from behind, like a wake-up call, waking people up instantly.

(End of this chapter)