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The poorest rich man novel (Chen Hao) novel Chapter 438

“Birthdays, birthdays, birthdays! That’s all that Yang Xiaobei knows! What can be more important than the Yang family’s banquet?” Madame Yang said, close to passing out.

“Grandma!” There was only heavy silence in the foyer when Xiaobei arrived and saw the Long family in the middle of a standoff with her grandmother. Realizing what was going on, she rushed to Madame Yang’s side, and her party guests followed suit.

“Explain yourselves! What do you—” Madame Yang was about to start yelling when her gaze zeroed in on the men who were standing behind Xiaobei and giving her a surreal feeling. In an instant, all two hundred guests at the banquet erupted in chaos.

“Isn’t that Mr. Zhang, the richest man in Jinmen?”

“Oh, dang! It is him!” Some of the guests shot to their feet with surprise.

“Wait, that’s Mr. Yang from our Yan Jing area! How would a man of this caliber come to this party?”

“And that guy! He’s Mr. Guo, the wealthy baron from the North!” everyone exclaimed.

Madame Yang herself recognized every single one of these men. Under normal circumstances, the family wasn’t even fit to lick their boots? Why were they here to celebrate Xiaobei’s birthday?

Ashen seemed agitated. “It’s true, ma’am. Mr. Zhang and the others arrived quite early specifically to celebrate Miss Xiaobei’s birthday. I was worried the servants wouldn’t serve them well enough, so I’ve been personally serving them the whole time.”

“What?” Madame Yang’s expression wavered, and everyone else’s eyes went wide with disbelief.

“Everyone, please have a seat!” Madame Yang did not expect such an overwhelming surprise and had completely forgotten about the depressing situation she was in.

“Oh, you’re being too modest, Madame Yang. We didn’t want to disturb your banquet, but since Miss Xiaobei has brought us here, we have no choice but to play the gatecrashers. I do hope you all don’t mind us old folks.” Mr. Yang smiled.

“Yes, of course!” Mr. Miao and the others immediately agreed, but Long Shaolei wasn’t surprised. These guests were important enough to warrant a personal meeting from his own grandfather, so he was usually in no position to approach them.

“Long Shaolei, it’s a big day for our family. Is there anything else you need to do before you leave?” Yang Xiaobei asked coldly.

“No, nothing more. It’s Uncle Zhang and Uncle Yang, right?” Long Shaolei smiled and tried to approach them for a toast.

“If there’s nothing else, why are you still here?” Zhang Bonian replied in a frigid tone.

“Oh? Of course, I’ll take my leave then,” Long Shaolei answered and broke out in a cold sweat, clearly embarrassed. Of all the factors he had taken into account, the unseemly Yang Xiaobei of the Yang family was the one who took him by surprise. Because of this, he didn’t dare stay long and retreated with his pitiful entourage.

“You were awesome, Xiaobei! That was Young Master Lei you just talked back to.” Mei Mei and the girls tugged on Xiaobei’s arm excitedly.

“My cousin hates them and so do I. Besides, my cousin is right here!” Yang Xiaobei said happily.

“Oh, him? Then, spill the beans. What were you two whispering about just now?” Mei Mei and the others suddenly found the mysterious Chen Hao interesting.

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