Tang Qing shook his head and said, "Not yet."

As he was talking, many guests came, and one of them had a friendship with Tang Qing, Tang Qing spoke to Mr. Meng and hurried over to greet him.

Mr. Meng sat on the sofa, with his hands on his crutches, and looked at the door.

Tang Qing booked the second floor of this hotel, so everyone who came upstairs was the guests who came to celebrate Mr. Tang's birthday.

There are also a few people whom Mr. Meng also knows.

After all, he had been socializing with the same group of people with Mr. Tang before. In addition, this circle is not that big.

"Isn't this Lao Meng? Alas, Lao Meng, why are you sitting here alone?"

Four or five people walked towards Mr. Meng.

"Brother Gan, you don't know that Mr. Meng offended his grandson and daughter-in-law. Now they don't go home. Isn't Lao Meng just alone?" An old man wearing a Tang suit top laughed and winked at the others.

Mr. Meng raised his eyelids and glanced at them, and his chest felt depressed and depressed.

These people used to call him Mr. Meng, but now they keep calling him Mr. Meng.

Don’t think that if you just miss two words, the meaning will be completely different. Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng.

At this time, Mr. Meng did not have the intention to praise the profoundness of Chinese characters, but was too lazy to speak to them.

In the past, Meng Chaojun was still in power, and Meng Xinian had a very promising family. At least no one in the Meng family dared to say anything, and only the people from the Fang and Lu families in the Gao family dared to do it.

It is evenly matched with those companies and a battle.

But now, Meng Chaojun has come down and has been suffering from illness. He is old and has no strength. In addition, the incidents that happened to the Meng family before have become jokes several times by people in the capital circle. Although Meng Xinian was promoted to deputy commander and had a bright future, he knew that he had almost broken with the Meng family and probably wouldn't be able to interfere with the Meng family.

So the Meng family has also failed like this.

Those who respectfully called him Mr. Meng dared to call him Mr. Meng in such a tone.

"Old Meng, how long has it been since you came out to play chess with us? Look at this body is not as good as before?" An old man with a big nose sat next to him, kicked his crutch with his feet, and said, "I'm afraid I can't throw this thing away, right?"

There was a time when Mr. Meng didn't need crutches anymore, and they thought he was getting younger and younger as he lived.

But that period was not long. Mr. Meng is now even less energetic than before that period.

The crutch that Mr. Meng was pressing was moved by his slight kick. He quickly grabbed it, but the momentum of pressing his hands on the crutch just now suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Lao Lei, what are you doing? You are also two years older than me. I will be older. Don't you grow old?" Mr. Meng said angrily.

Lao Lei laughed and said, "Look at you, what are you anxious about? When did I say I won't get old? However, the descendants of the family are still good, and the two daughters-in-law also stew and ate supplements for me every day, so I feel that my body is still successful, and I am still successful."

"Old Lei, your life is very comfortable," said Mr. Gan: "It's not like me, just smoke a cigarette, my son and daughter-in-law are also in charge, and my grandchildren are helping to stare at me every day. I have no freedom at all!"

Mr. Meng's chest was filled with depression.
Chapter completed!