Chapter 875

He made at least a dozen calls, and only two or three people agreed to come over for dinner, and the others found various reasons to shirk.

You can see how difficult it is.

Beijing has always been a place to watch people cook.

Nian Nian had been staying in the ring city before, rarely came to Beijing, and came to Beijing very low-key, almost no one knew of Nian Nian's existence.

This time, their family suddenly entertained a guest, saying that they wanted to hold a school entrance banquet for his niece, who had come back from the city. When they heard about the relatives from a small place, they made up a reason to refuse without waiting for him to say anything.

He was in his 40s, and he was also a respectable figure in Beijing. When people politely refused, he couldn't lick his face and beg people to come and eat.

After some phone calls, except for two or three small families who complied with the Jiang family, no one from the slightly better family came.

He could only put his hope in his father.

"Dad, how many people are there from you?"

Mr. Jiang's face was not good-looking, his complexion was not good, his eyelids were lifted tiredly, and his eyes that had always been spirited were dull: "...Wen family Wen Ruxia is coming, Nie Mi is also coming, and Principal Liang and Huang Lao will come. , no one else is available."

When Jiang Zongnan heard it, he was all from academia, and his situation was not much better than his.

Among the several top families in Beijing, except for Wen Ruxia who wanted to come to save face, they contacted for a long time, but no one wanted to come.

This situation is beyond their expectations, and it is reasonable.

Anyway, their old man has also retired for a few years. The status of the Jiang family in Beijing is getting worse day by day. If it weren't for Xianrou and Ye Wangchuan's small circle, the Jiang family would probably be even more lacking in confidence.

According to the old man's meaning, Qiao Nian's entrance banquet is going to be a big one. It's best to invite more prominent people to attend, so that Qiao Nian can be introduced to the circle.

The reality was like a slap in the face, which caught them off guard.

Coming from around the city is another high school student.

I wasn't famous before, even if I did well in the college entrance examination this time, I wouldn't be able to get into the upper-class circles in a place like Beijing that pays attention to family status...

Jiang Zongnan was in a heavy heart and didn't dare to look at the old man's face. He paused, frowned, and said in a difficult tone, "I'll try to get in touch again and see who else I haven't contacted."

"Yeah." Old Man Jiang looked sullen, raised his eyelids, and said in a low voice, "There in the Yufu... give them a call and change it to a small hall."

"..." Jiang Zongnan was silent for a moment, sighed, and went out to run errands with his mobile phone.

Everyone refuses to come, they can't always put a knife on someone's neck and force them to come, but this situation is somewhat powerless...

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In the Qin family, Qin Si just came back from outside, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

Sweeping his eyebrows, he saw a red invitation that was thrown randomly on the table, and asked the servant frivolously, "What is that?"

"Young Master Si." The servant was making tea for him. Hearing that, he stopped his movements and looked in the direction he was talking about, showing a sudden realization: "Ah, that. Just an invitation from someone from the Jiang family. , I would like to invite you to dinner at the Imperial Palace next Wednesday."

The servant knew that he had always been impatient to attend these banquets in Beijing, and seldom cared about these worldly customs.

But Jiang Xianrou had a good relationship with their young master. The Jiang family sent the invitation, and he politely accepted it.

I didn't want to tell Qin Si, but I didn't expect Qin Si to see the invitation.