I am Really not a Big Shot Chapter 238

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"Uncle Luo, then I'll go ahead."

Han Yiyi smiled and left with several stewards and named disciples from Yaowang's line.

Luo Liang frowned slightly when he thought of something.

Han Yiyi publicly asked his opinion on the seat arrangement, probably deliberately.

If at that time, Han Yiyi arranged for Luo Liang a very forward seat, he would have sat down on Luo Liang's label of "relying on relationship" on Canglian Mountain.

The banquet hall where the dinner was held is a huge venue.

The hall is more than ten meters high and can easily accommodate hundreds of banquets, which is not crowded at all.

At each table, there are two waitresses who will serve them.

In the depths of the banquet hall, there is a large semi-curved stage.

Under the curved surface of the large curved stage, there are five tables of banquets, which are the most central position of the venue.

A half-person high partition made up of vine plants separates the five banquets, and ordinary people outside cannot easily enter.

It can be called a VIP area.

The five tables in the VIP area represent banquets from 1 to 5.

Among them, the No. 1 table is in the middle, the main table, which can be called the "C position" of the audience.

"Brother Luo must be in the VIP area."

Li Yunjie smiled.

The five-table guests in the VIP area are all important guests of the Yaowang family. They are either extremely distinguished or closely cooperated.

"I heard that at today's banquet, the Yaowang family will have big shots. It's just people outside the VIP area and they can't get in close contact."

During the conversation, there was Cang Lianshan's steward in the hall, helping the three to guide the seats.

Luo Liang saw a name sign on each seat.

The names of the participants are written on it, representing power.

Li Yunjie and Windsor were arranged at table 17 and belonged to the inner circle of the hall.

This arrangement and treatment exceeded the expectations of the two.

"Our position is so high."

Windsor said with joy.

Based on the background of the two of them, under normal circumstances, they will be arranged at table No. 80 or 90, which is the bottom existence of participating in the Medicine King Bath.

All this is due to the high-standard invitation letter that Locke's star officer received.

"Mr. Luo, your seat is at table 3."

Respectful reception by a middle-aged manager.

He seemed to have been instructed not to let Luo Liang show the invitation letter.

Take Luo Liang directly into the VIP area.

Luo Liang did not decline and took a seat at table 3.

He can accept this position. Being able to sit in position 3 represents the identity of a distinguished guest of the King of Medicine.

Although it is not low-key, it is not too popular, much better than table 1.

At six o'clock in the evening, there were hundreds of tables in the banquet hall, one after another.

Luo Liang didn't know most of the people at table 3.

One of the couples is a bit familiar. They are the disciples and grandsons of Huang Yaowang. They have a relationship in the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

At tables 1 and 2, you know more people, such as Prince Zhao, Song Zechao, and Gongsun brothers and sisters.

The five tables in the VIP area are accompanied by a core line of Yao Wang.

At table 1, "Lin Donglai," a disciple of the King of Medicine, sits at the seat, an elderly man with a flower beard.

At table 2, there is Zhou Yuanhang, the most respected disciple of Yao Wang.

Zhou Yuanhang saw Luo Liang and gestured with a smile.

Between No. 2 and No. 3, separated by the central table No. 1, neither of them went to each other's seats to chat.

Zhou Yuanhang's status is lofty. In this kind of public occasion, his words and deeds represent the will of the king of medicine.

If you take the initiative to go to Luo Liang's seat, it is an act of self-defeating status, and it is easy to cause people to doubt.

Luo Liang simply didn't want to attract attention.

He participated in the Medicine King Bath. Apart from the opportunity for practice, he mainly eats, drinks and has fun. It is better to do more than less.

The No. 3 table where Luo Liang was at was not full yet, so I don't know which disciple of Yaowang's line was with the guests.

"Luo Liang, admire the name for a long time."

A majestic man with bright eyes and a smile.

"There are rumors on the mountain that you live on the top of the mountain because you have a close relationship with the King of Medicine."

The majestic man paused, and the atmosphere on the table was stagnant.

"It looks like now, it's a rumors! Otherwise, you should be at table 1 and 2, and you won't be dignified and sit with us at table 3."

"who are you?"

Luo Liang didn't look good.

The majestic man seemed to excuse him, but in fact it was getting darker and darker, full of yin and yang, full of irony.

Except for a few guests on the top of the mountain, the perception of Luo Liang by other guests is still on the surface.

Luo Liang is sitting at table 3, and some people still think he is not worthy of his name.

What's more, Han Yiyi deliberately consulted Luo Liang for seating arrangements at the entrance of the hall.

This is even more suspicious.

"My fellow Qiu Xiong."

Qiu Xiong's expression sank.

Luo Liang didn't even know who he was, and he didn't seem to be pretending.

When Qiu Xiong was surprised, his face was blank.

As the son of the President of the Purple Star Country, wherever he goes, he is in the center, and the stars hold the moon.

At this moment, it was regarded as a passerby, and it would become a joke for people in the upper circle.

Luo Liang really didn't know the identity of this person. It seems that I met this person on the first day when I checked in and passed the mountainside.

"Qiu Xiong's words are very bad."

Luo Liang shook his head and smiled lightly.

"Why are those rumors spreading rumors? Obviously they are telling the truth! I have a very good relationship with Yaowang."

Luo Liang almost made Qiu Xiong choke.

Luo Liang admitted the rumors.

Qiu Xiong suddenly discovered that even if Luo Liang admitted, he couldn't do anything to him on Canglian Mountain.

This is the territory of the Medicine King family, how to arrange it is the owner's business. It is human nature to place representatives of more closely related forces in good positions.

Just doing so, it won't sound good to spread, especially the person involved.

Luo Liang's current posture does not care about outsiders' opinions, nor does he care about face.

I don't have that strength, I just rely on the relationship to live on the top of the mountain and arrange it at table 3.

How can you drop me?

"Furthermore, everyone here can participate in the Yaowang bath and arrange it in the VIP area. Which one has a bad relationship with Yaowang?"

Luo Liang suddenly smiled, then turned the words back.

"cough……"

When the guests heard this, several people were drinking tea and choked directly.

Was fooled!

Qiu Xiong's heart burst into flames, and the blue veins on his forehead faintly beat.

The guests at the table laughed secretly, understanding Qiu Xiong's psychology.

As the son of the President of the Purple Star Country, Qiu Xiong is indeed a gold medalist.

Qiu Xiong didn't live on the top of the mountain, and was pressed by an unknown junior, so he was definitely not angry.

At the moment at the banquet, Qiu Xiong wanted to give Luo a little bit of color, so that the latter would be ashamed and vent his unhappy heart.

Who knows, Luo Liang doesn't care about his face at all, nor does he take him as the son of the president in his eyes.

Actually.

At this moment, Luo Liang didn't know the identity of Qiu Xiong.

None of the people present in the VIP area are ordinary people who can recognize Qiu Xiong.

Only Luo Liang didn't know.

Qiu Xiong can't directly introduce "My dad is the president" and "My dad is the director." That would only make people laugh.

Only the second generation of the middle and lower levels, and individual alternatives, will have this kind of operation.

Qiu Xiong felt aggrieved. Perhaps Luo Liang didn't know his identity, coupled with the close relationship of Yaowang's lineage, it seemed to have no scruples.

"Ah! I'm late. Uncle Yin is busy with alchemy, so I can't spare time. I'll accompany you, so I don't want to be offended.

Han Yiyi came over and said with a smile.

"Haha! Girl Han is an escort, we can't ask for it."

"The little princess under Yaowang's family will accompany the wine in person. It is our honor."

All the guests here are welcome.

Han Yiyi is the core family member of the Medicine King family, with sufficient status, and all the young people present here can speak freely at the wine table.

When Luo Liang saw Han Yiyi at the same table with him, he was sure that this must be arranged deliberately and would not have any kindness towards him.

"All of you here come from different countries and planets, and you don't necessarily know each other. Let Yiyi introduce to you."

Han Yiyi smiled.

"The one next to me is Ms. Lai Yunyue from Jingtian Group..."

Han Yi followed an elegant black dress woman on the left and introduced it clockwise.

"Jingtian Group, this is a giant group developed by the Freedom Federal Mining and Immigration Star."

"It is reported that there are more than 10,000 immigrant stars and resource stars led by Jingtian Group."

Many people at the table sighed secretly.

Any inconspicuous person who can be seated in the VIP area is a giant in a certain field.

Han Yiyi introduced several people in succession, and it was Qiu Xiong's turn.

"The son of Qiu Xiong, I want to come to everyone to know him, he is the son of the president of the Purple Star Country."

The President?

Luo Liang was also slightly surprised when he learned of Qiu Xiong's identity.

After being introduced, Qiu Xiong smiled.

He glanced at Luo Liang from the outside of his eyes, and saw the latter's expression with a hint of pride.

After a while, it was Luo Liang's turn.

"This is my Uncle Luo. Luo Liang, from Sky Blue Star."

Han Yiyi's voice is very sweet.

"Uncle Luo?"

Everyone present was shocked.

"Yiyi, how do you call him Uncle Luo?"

Ms. "Lai Yunyue" of Jingtian Group asked puzzledly.

Han Yiyiqiong's nose wrinkled slightly: "I don't know the reason. Uncle Zhou made me call this."

Everyone at the banquet was surprised and guessed the origin of Luo Liang.

Could it have anything to do with Zhou Yuanhang, a disciple of Medicine King?

If it comes from the relationship between the King of Korean Medicine, Han Yiyi, as a descendant of the King of Medicine, cannot be unaware.

Han Yiyi smiled and looked at Luo Liang again: "I don't know anyway, you are really curious, just ask him."

Luo Liang secretly slandered himself, daring to call his uncle unhappy with this girl, and wanted to probe his heels in disguise.

Seeing everyone's eyes cast.

Luo Liang coughed lightly: "The reason is very simple. I talked very happily with Uncle Yiyi, and we met each other of the same generation. Therefore, Yiyi called me "Uncle Luo", which is considered to be well deserved."

After listening to the explanation, many guests were amused, but there was no doubt.

Because Zhou Yuanhang was at the No. 2 table not far away, only one seat away, Luo Liang didn't dare to lie under the eyes of the opponent when he wanted to come.

The people at the table laughed at Han Yiyi's generational losses, and Luo Liang took advantage.

Han Yiyi was also laughing, but grudgingly.

"Chuckish! Whatever deserves it, just want to take advantage of my generation."

Han Yiyi's lungs were about to explode, and his teeth were itchy with hatred.

He deliberately arranged Luo Liang and Qiu Xiong at the same table to accompany him personally, in order to make Luo Liang unsightly and to test his heels and feet.

Although Luo Liang's explanation is reasonable, there is no clue to determine its true origin.

The corner of Qiu Xiong's mouth raised slightly, and he saw that Han Yiyi was actually not dealing with Luo Liang.

If Luo Liang's relationship is a personal disciple from Yaowang, Qiu Xiong really doesn't need to take it seriously.

At this time.

"Lin Donglai", the first disciple of the king of medicine at table 1, boarded the meeting stage in front of him.

Lin Donglai's simple speech was nothing more than welcoming guests from all sides.

After Lin Donglai delivered a speech, the food was served quickly in the hall.

"Yiyi, let me see that there is an empty seat on table 1. Who hasn't arrived?"

During the dinner, a guest asked curiously.

There is a vacant seat on table 1 and Luo Liang is also paying attention.

The empty seat was next to Lin Donglai, the first disciple of Medicine King.

Lin Yiyi hesitated: "Listen to my Master, Master may show up at this dinner. This position is reserved for Master."

Master?

The seat of the King of Korean Medicine?

The guests here were shocked.

The guests participating in the Medicine King Bath are basically the younger generation (not to exclude some elderly people), and the first disciples of the Medicine King come to sit down, which is completely enough.

As the king of Korean medicine, he is unlikely to show up, right?

"The dinner party has already started. Wouldn't Yao Wang senior come?"

Qiu Xiong smacked his mouth and said ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Lin Yiyi nodded. The possibility of Master's appearance was originally not high, but if he hasn't arrived now, he probably won't come.

Luo Liang ate the food and drink without paying attention.

If the king of Korean medicine comes in person, he will also be under pressure. It is best not to come.

He just had this idea.

The spiritual heart suddenly felt.

In the empty seat of Block 1.

I don't know when, there will be an old man in a green robe with a childlike look, like a fairy.

A layer of dark blue ripples flowed around the old man in the green robe, converging into his body, stabilizing the water-like body.

Luo Liang's heart burst.

The Medicine King's deity did not come, but an external incarnation.

Chapter end