Ultimate Shenhao Face Slapping System

When Chen Gao came to Hualian Hotel, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The gate of the Hualian Hotel is very imposing. The resplendent neon lights outshine all the surrounding merchants and restaurants. A few flying and phoenix characters are very eye-catching from a long distance.

Chen Gao managed to find a place to park the car, and when he raised his eyes, he saw his parents pacing in front of the hotel, and he hurried up to meet them.

"Dad, Mom! Why don't you go up."

Song Xia was not in good health, she was really tired after standing for so long, she sighed and said, "Aren't we waiting for you?"

Chen Gao blamed himself a little, and said, "You don't have to wait for me! I was stuck in traffic for a while."

"Today is your grandpa's birthday. It would be better for the three of us to be there together." Song Xia said.

"Okay, okay, let's go up when we're all here!" Chen Jianguo said.

Chen Gao nodded, pulled his mother and walked inside,

Song Xia has been in poor health for the past few years, and she rarely goes out. She has never been to such a high-end place, and she can't help but feel a little faint.

Chen Gao also felt this, and comforted him: "Mom, don't be nervous, it's actually not a big deal, you can just treat it as having dinner in a small restaurant."

Song Xia nodded, and grasped her son's hand tightly, feeling much more at ease in her heart.

After entering the gate, a welcoming lady in a red cheongsam walked up enthusiastically and asked, "Do you have an appointment?"

Song Xia was a little flustered, but Chen Jianguo took out an invitation card from his pocket and handed it to the welcoming lady.

Miss Yingbin took a glance and said, "Chunxiang Pavilion, on the second floor, please follow me."

Walking through the brightly lit corridors along the way, the glass textured walls reflect the colorful luster, and the waiters who come and go are all handsome men and women, and the treatment here must not be low.

When they walked to the door with the three big red characters of Chunxiang Pavilion, the welcoming lady smiled and made a gesture to invite you in.

Chen Gao took out a one-hundred-dollar red bill from his pocket and handed it to the welcoming lady. The waiter accepted it without any surprise, said "Thank you," and turned to leave.

Song Xia looked at Chen Gao in surprise, "Son, it's just a guide, why did you just give me 100 yuan?"

Chen Gao explained with a smile: "Mom, this kind of place is generally managed according to the way of European and American countries. It is normal to give a little tip. Don't all the gentlemen on TV act like this?"

"Mom's knowledge is short." Song Xia laughed at herself, not caring about money.

"Hey! Mom, what are you talking about, we won't mention this matter anymore." Chen Gao didn't want to continue on this issue.

As soon as the door to the second floor was opened, there was a lot of noise inside.
"Bless Mr. Song to live longer than Nanshan, Brother Qiang will make a fortune!" A slightly pudgy man complimented Song Qiang.

Song Qiang said with a red face: "Thank you very much!"

There were seven or eight tables in Chunxiang Pavilion, and they were almost full at the moment. Looking at the three members of Chen Gao's family standing in front of the door, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all cast contemptuous glances.

"Sister, you are here." Song Qiang said something indifferent, but did not come forward to greet her.

But Song Xia didn't mind, she brought Chen Gao and Chen Jianguo to the main table, and there was an old man wearing a shroud sitting there, who was Chen Gao's grandfather Song Wenxue.

"Dad! My daughter is here to see you." Song Xia said only when she approached.

"Dad, I wish you good luck and good health." Chen Jianguo said next to him.

Chen Gao didn't have much contact with this grandfather since he was a child, but anyway, this is also his grandfather. He took out the wrapped clothes and handed them over, "Grandpa, I bought this for you. I hope you like it." !"

"Oh! Come here! Don't buy these messy things, you don't have much money now, so you don't need to spend money on grandpa." Song Wenxue said kindly.

"Dad, Chen Gao gave it to you, so you can continue!" It was Chen Gao's aunt Wu Xiaodan who said this.

Wu Xiaodan calculated in his heart, probably Chen Gao's family would not give big red envelopes, and inviting them here was due to relatives, Chen Gao could send a piece of clothing, no matter good or bad, as long as he could wear it,

This can be regarded as saving her a sum of money, otherwise she would have to buy clothes for this bad old man.

"Sister, come sit with me here." As she spoke, Song Xia led Chen Gao's family of three towards the table in the corner.

After walking into Chen Gao, he found that there was only one person sitting on this table, a man in his early 50s, and he was dressed a little poorly.

More than that, unlike the delicacies on other tables, there were only four home-cooked dishes on it, and the drink was not very good wine, only a five yuan bottle of Coke.

"Sister, I hope you don't mind the poor hospitality." Wu Xiaodan said hypocritically.

Song Xia said helplessly, "It's okay, brothers and sisters, go and do your work."

Chen Gao's expression changed, isn't this clearly for them to see?

A total of eight tables were opened, and all seven tables were opened decently. Only this table was like a small stall in Nima Alley.

Their family is a bit poor, so they can be regarded as relatives after all!Is there any need to treat them differently?
Seeing that Chen Gao was about to get angry, Song Xia pulled his hand and gave him a wink.

Thinking of his parents, and grandpa's birthday today, it's not good to make a fuss, Chen Gao endured it!

As soon as Chen Gao sat down, the door of Chunxiang Pavilion was opened, and a man wearing a Price shirt walked in. He looked about the same age as Chen Gao, with neatly combed short hair and a Rolex on his wrist. The watch has an elegant temperament.

Just when everyone was wondering who this person was, Huang Dalian walked in following Yang Xia.

Yang Xia put down her ponytail today, her soft straight hair hangs down in front of her chest, slightly covering up that delicate and charming face.

The white off-the-shoulder dress is just right on her wrists, with natural folds on the chest, and the lace pattern extends along the graceful waist to the fluffy skirt.

The skirt covered with tulle glowed with a light golden color under the light, and it set off the pink and delicate calf exposed below, making it extraordinarily jade-like and moist.

A pair of white sandals wrapped her fair jade feet, and her lovely pink toes were painted with sky blue nail polish.