After a while, downstairs.

"Zhang Fan, I'm still worried that you are not at home, it's best if you are at home!" Jiang Huiqin smiled and looked behind Zhang Fan, asking, "Where is Xiaomi Li? Why didn't it come with you? I haven't seen you for so long, I want to die of it."

"Xiaomili?"

Zhang Fan was stunned, and then he remembered that Xiaomi Li was Jiang Huiqin's Pomeranian.

When Zhang Fan's face suddenly became a little unnatural when he thought of the Pomeranian.

He suddenly thought... it seemed that he hadn't seen the Pomeranian for two days.

She was locked in a small room on the second floor. She hadn't been fed for two days and didn't even shout, which made Zhang Fan almost forget it.

Jiang Huiqin frowned slightly: "Zhang Fan, shouldn't Xiaomili be sick?"

"No, okay! Sister-in-law, please go into the house and sit for a while, and I will take it out immediately!"

Zhang Fan quickly greeted with a smile, then trotted upstairs and quickly walked into a small room on the second floor.

"Bang!"

When Zhang Fan opened the door and saw the scene in the room, he was shocked.

I saw that in a room less than 30 square meters, there were several piles of poop everywhere on the ground, there was urine on the bed sheets, the vase beside the windows were broken, the bed sheets were also shattered by dogs, and the toilet paper, cigarette butts and other garbage on the ground were even full of garbage.

"I'm damn?"

Zhang Fan was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but when he looked at the white Pomeranian crawling out from under the bed, he had a headache again.

It turned out that the Pomeranian sent by my cousin's wife was about ten pounds, but what happened? She was at least two laps than before. She was as thin as a cat at home, and her hair was no longer white. She became yellow, not yellow or white, and she seemed to have a lot of shit and urine.

What made Zhang Fan the most headache was that the dog seemed to be really sick. When he saw Zhang Fan enter the house, he didn't shout, but just crawled out tremblingly, licked his little tongue, and shook his tail weakly, as if he was about to hang up at any time.

"Is this... Xiaomili?"

Jiang Huiqin, who followed, saw that her face turned dark. She immediately stepped forward and picked up Xiaomili, staring at Zhang Fan with an ugly expression: "Zhang Fan, I ask you to take good care of you, that's what you took care of?"

Zhang Fan looked very embarrassed and scratched his head: "Sister-in-law, it's my fault. I have forgotten it when I went out these two days."

"What's wrong with Zhang Fan?" Zhou Yingying also followed him. When she saw it, she frowned and looked at Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan, what are you doing at home every day? Are you just caring about picking up girls and picking up girls? You can't even see a dog I have raised at home?"

When Zhang Fan heard this, his face turned red and he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, Zhang Fan, Yingying, Xiaomili should be sick, I have to take it to the pet hospital to take a look."

Jiang Huiqin said with a stiff face, then she was too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Fan. She hugged Xiaomili and quickly went downstairs. As soon as she went out, she got into the Porsche. With a "boom!", accompanied by the deafening exhaust sound, she drove away.

Two minutes later, in Porsche, Jiang Huiqin drove the car and cursed constantly on the way to the hospital: "If I had known this, I would have given it directly to the pet hospital for custody. Novice is novice, and it is not reliable!"

Less gossip, and in a blink of an eye, it will be two days later.

Two days later in the afternoon.

Grandma Zhou Yingying’s 90th birthday party was booked at the Huatian Hotel in Hecheng, and it included a three-story hotel.

The birthday party written on the invitation started at 3:00 pm, but in fact, people came one after another after 12:00 noon that day, all kinds of people, people in suits and laces, people with jewels, various luxury cars, and BBAs (BMW, Mercedes-Benz and Audis) were only common. Among them, there were many Bentley Maybach and other cars. In the large parking lot, the cars were basically full at 2:00 pm, and by about 2:30, the cars could only be parked outside.

The hotel security guards were very busy, and more than a dozen security guards came out. They stood outside the hotel sweating profusely, carefully directing the reversing.

At around 2:45, when Zhang Fan drove the Beetle, carrying his wife, father-in-law and mother-in-law, Zhang Fan was shocked when he looked at the endless convoy of cars, he said: "I, is this at the auto show?"

Mother-in-law Tang Yulian had expected it and said with a complaining look: "I have told you to get early, early! I have to listen. Now I can't even squeeze in."

Zhang Fan was a little speechless: "I didn't expect there would be so many cars! How many people do you have to do?"

"What did you think you didn't expect?" Tang Yulian shouted with a stern face: "You don't know who your uncle is! That was the former third-rank official!"

"Okay, please say less." In the back seat, Zhou Daxun glared at Tang Yulian, "I've come here, find a place to park first."

Zhang Fan was thinking about finding a roadside to park on the side of the road, and a "beep" sound came from behind. Then, after a while, a snow-white BMW X7 forced a car away and overtook it.

"Okay, okay." Tang Yulian behind him looked at it and said again: "I looked at it and saw that there weren't a few cars less than 800,000 yuan in this car. Let's not drive in front of us to embarrass you. Zhang Fan, hurry up and find a place to park."

Zhang Fan had no choice but to search for a long time, and finally found a remote alley that had to be one mile away from the hotel to park. Then everyone got off the car and walked straight towards the hotel.

After arriving at the hotel, Zhang Fan found that the person in charge of the guidance was a middle-aged man of 37 or 38 years old. He was slightly fat, over 1.7 meters tall, wearing a straight suit, with a red face, and a smile to greet the guests.

Zhang Fan also knows this person, Ye Hui, the eldest son of his uncle Ye Yong.

Ye Yong has two sons and a young daughter. His daughter is studying abroad, his eldest son is doing business, and his second son is in the army and is a senior officer in the Northern Theater Command. Today, his second son Ye Tang did not attend.

Logically speaking, Zhou Yingying and her grandmother are three direct blood relatives. There is no need to queue up for such a close relationship, but there are too many people, and the reception entrance is almost full of people. It seems that it is not appropriate to find a gap to penetrate it.

Therefore, Zhang Fan and others could only queue up to enter the venue.

While queuing, Zhang Fan observed behind for a while and found that there was a clear difference between Ye Hui during reception.

For most people, Ye Hui had a formulaic smile on his face, just nodding with a smile, which was considered a greeting. And this small group of people seemed to understand their position, and did not forcefully stop for awkwardly, just say hello and brush his face, and then enter the venue.

Ye Hui obviously had a warm smile on his face to a few people. When he treated a few people, he would deliberately chat and greet with the other party for a while.
Chapter completed!