Everyone moved into the banquet hall, and the birthday banquet was about to start.

After exchanging greetings with Ye Chen, Mr. Song took the main seat.

Sitting next to him were his eldest son, third son, and fourth son.

Among the second generation heirs of the Song family, Song Honor's father is the eldest son, and Song Wanting's father is the second son, but Song Wanting's father died young, so only Song Wanting is left in this line.

As for the families of the third and fourth sons, because they are relatively young, the oldest of their children is in their teens, and the youngest is only six or seven years old. They are still in school, so they have little competitiveness in terms of successors for the next generation.

The rest of the guests also sat down at several other tables in turn.

Ye Chen naturally sat at the same table with the Qin family, Wang family, Hong Wu and others.

The Wu family sat with another group of local families. The Zhao family and the Kong family who had kneeled and licked them before surrounded them directly, flattering them constantly.

A whole table of delicacies, as well as vintage wines, have long been prepared on the table.

Ye Chen also sat down at the VIP seat, and Song Wanting couldn't sit with him, but her beautiful eyes were always on him, never shifting a bit.

Sitting on Ye Chen's right was Qin Aoxue, and sitting on his left was Wang Zhenggang.

After Wang Zhenggang sat down, he whispered to Ye Chen: "Master Ye, Tomson Yipin's villa is almost finished, when do you plan to move there?"

Ye Chen said: "I'll move in after the decoration is completed."

He had already discussed with Xiao Churan that he would move in when the villa was finished. Not only would the environment be much better, but more importantly, he would be able to isolate himself from his mother-in-law Ma Lan from the floor, avoiding her disturbance as much as possible.

When Wang Zhenggang heard this, he hurriedly said: "Master Ye, do you want me to buy some furniture and appliances in advance? Then you and Mrs. Ye can move in with your bags."

Ye Chen thought about it, although Xiao Churan is not usually too extravagant and wasteful, but in fact he has a high pursuit of life taste and style. Apart from decoration, the most important thing for a house is the selection and placement of furniture. If Wang Zhenggang was to do it for him, it would save trouble, but Xiao Churan might not like it.

Therefore, it would be better for Xiao Churan to choose this kind of thing according to his own preferences.

So he said to Wang Zhenggang, "Don't bother you about furniture and appliances. I'll take my family to pick them out. After all, everyone has different preferences."

Wang Zhenggang hurriedly said: "I also thought about it that way, so I didn't take the liberty of buying home appliances and furniture. However, I prepared a 10 million shopping card for you in advance, which can be used freely in all furniture and home appliance malls in Jinling."

Ye Chen waved his hand and said with a smile: "You have a heart, but I won't accept this money, it's not appropriate."

In fact, Ye Chen was not short of money. The 10 billion Ye family gave him was hardly spent, and then he blackmailed more than 10 billion from Japan's Kobayashi Pharmaceutical.

Now more than 20 billion is lying in the bank card, and I really don't know how to spend it.

This is not counting the net profit that the Emgrand Group keeps pouring in.

If God's net profit is counted, it will be a larger sum.

Seeing that Ye Chen rejected his offer, Wang Zhenggang knew that Master Ye was definitely not short of the money, so he hurriedly said: "Then I will keep it for you first, and if you need it, you can ask me anytime."

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

At this time, he received a message from Song Wanting on his WeChat: "Master Ye, don't worry about what happened just now. With the Song family here, the Wu family will not be too presumptuous."

Ye Chen smiled slightly and replied to her: "Don't mind, they are just some clowns."

At this time, Wu Donghai and his son were sitting in the VIP seat on the other side.

Wu Xin looked at Song Wanting, then at Ye Chen, and saw that both of them were fiddling with their mobile phones, one put it down, the other picked it up, the other put it down, the other picked it up again, it looked like they were chatting on WeChat. JrNovels.com