Chapter: 224
He also wanted to hold a banquet this time, and invite all relatives and friends to make it lively.
Let everyone know that he, the second master of the Song family, is not that bad.
He heard that Chen Ning and Song Pingting had already booked a hotel, so he was busy calling his relatives and friends in the afternoon and evening, asking everyone to have a banquet at the Peony Hall of Zijin Pavilion on time at noon tomorrow.
But when he called his eldest brother Song Zhongxiong, Song Zhongxiong said with a smile: "Coincidentally, I also plan to celebrate my fifty-fifth birthday tomorrow at the Lotus Hall of the Zijin Pavilion Hotel."
Song Zhongbin was stunned: "Brother, isn't your birthday three days away?"
Song Zhongxiong said with a smile: "Tomorrow is the weekend, so I plan to arrange the birthday banquet a few days earlier. Otherwise, it's not the weekend, and the guests have to go to work, so it's inconvenient to come to the birthday banquet."
Song Zhongbin was dumbfounded, and said in a chattering voice, "But if we two brothers hold birthday banquets at the same time, or in the same hotel, what will our relatives and friends do then?"
Song Zhongxiong grinned and said, "Although we are serving wine in the same hotel, you are in the Peony Hall and I am in the Lotus Hall, so they have nothing to do with each other."
"As for relatives and friends, they would like to drink in your Peony Hall, or in my Lotus Hall, as they like, do you think so?"
Song Zhongbin had no choice but to hang up the phone, feeling faintly worried.
The next day, Zijin Pavilion Hotel.
Song Zhongbin's family and Song Zhongxiong's family held banquets in the Peony Hall and Lotus Hall of Zijinge Hotel respectively.
Song Qingsong, Song Zhongping and a large group of members of the Song family naturally all went to Song Zhongxiong's Lotus Hall.
The relatives and friends who rushed over one after another first came to Song Zhongbin to hand a small red envelope, and then carried the precious gift and ran to Song Zhongxiong's side.
Seeing that it was time for the banquet to start at 12:00 noon, Song Zhongxiong's lotus hall was full of guests, and there was an endless stream of people who came to celebrate his birthday.
On the other hand, Song Zhongbin's Peony Hall is deserted.
Except for the waiters in the hotel, Song Zhongbin and his wife, Chen Ning, Song Pingting and Song Qingqing didn't have any relatives, friends or guests.
Suddenly, a man in a suit came in, it was Song Zhongbin's cousin, He Jiahao.
It was rare for a guest to appear, and Song Zhongbin brought his family members to greet him. Song Zhongbin said very politely, "Cousin, you are here."
He Jiahao smiled and took out a red envelope, handed it over, and said, "Congratulations to my second cousin on his fiftieth birthday, here, here is my red envelope."
Song Zhongbin handed the red envelope to Song Pingting to accept it, and at the same time said affectionately: "It's good for my cousin to come, why are you so polite, come and sit down first, we must have a good drink today. By the way, sister-in-law Why didn't you come together?"
He Jiahao waved his hand and said he couldn't sit down anymore. He said a little apologetically, "My sister-in-law and the children are at the lotus hall of my cousin. I'm here to give a red envelope, and I'm still with my cousin after dinner." Eat over there, Second Cousin, you don�t have to entertain me.�
After He Jiahao finished speaking, he left and went to Song Zhongxiong's side.
Song Zhongbin couldn't stop calling.
What does it mean to be warm and cold, although Song Zhongbin has experienced a lot in the past.
But today I held a birthday banquet with my elder brother, and the elder brother's place was full of friends; he has no relatives or friends here.
He finally realized what it means that soup without salt is not as good as water, and people without money are not as good as ghosts.
With shame on his face, Song Zhongbin complained to Chen Ning and said to Song Pingting: "Look, I told you not to mess with any birthday banquets. Fifty tables have been reserved, and now there are no guests. It's a joke, right?"
At this time, the manager of the hotel next to him came over and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Song, there is still half an hour before the banquet. Why are none of your guests gone? Can you still start the banquet on time for the fifty tables you reserved? ?�
Song Zhongbin looked at the manager and the waiters with strange eyes, his cheeks were hot, he wanted to say that he could order the kitchen to cancel the banquet, and he would bear the burden. JrNovels.com