Mr. Zhu held the wine glass and his big belly, and walked to Lin Yi and Young Master Xu. When the other people saw Mr. Zhu coming, they all stood up respectfully.

Master Xu glanced at Mr. Zhu, who was five or six, and did not take it seriously and continued to pick his teeth.

Lin Yize didn't notice anyone coming, and was still burying his head to eat grouper. This kind of fish has no thorns and is delicious.

Mr. Zhu was very angry and looked down on me.

So Mr. Zhu shook the fat on his face, smiled, sneered, laughed dryly, and said angrily, "What are you eating well?"

Lin Yi then looked up and saw Mr. Zhu holding a wine glass and smiling. He quickly stood up and said kindly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhu, it's very good." No matter what, I still have to thank others for this meal, right?

Xu Dashou picked his teeth and muttered: "Well, it's okay, it's sloppy."

What, sloppy?

You really treat yourself as a character.

Mr. Zhu's face turned pale, and Lin Yi kicked Mr. Xu with his feet, meaning that he would give him some face.

Young Master Xu then slowly got up, picked up the wine glass, and said, "What's wrong? Mr. Zhu Baishi came over to toast me these two little people. I'm so sorry."

Toast? Do you have the right to let me toast? Mr. Zhu said this in his heart, but he smiled and said, "I'm toasting, how dare you drink it?" He looked at Mr. Xu coldly.

Suddenly, with Mr. Zhu's provocative tone, the atmosphere around him became a little solemn.

But---

"What's the matter?" Xu Dashao raised his neck and drank it all. After drinking it, he still slapped his mouth and said, "That's right, Mr. Zhu's wine is different."

Everyone was stunned.

Mr. Zhu's face turned pale and white for a while, and he couldn't laugh anymore. This was just a bad guy and couldn't understand people's words.

In fact, Mr. Zhu found a wrong person at the wrong place at the wrong time and place.

If you are an ordinary employee of Xu's company, you may be frightened by Lao Zhu's words, afraid of being fired, afraid of being retaliated, afraid of being worn... But who is Xu Dashou, Xu Ji's young master, the future leader, you Lao Zhu will want me to give you a bite of food in the future, and now you dare to be proud of me, who is afraid of whom?

Because he didn't understand the details clearly, Lao Zhu could be said to have caused himself a humiliation.

At this moment, everyone around him stared at the young master Xu who dared to go against the will of heaven, thinking, this guy is over, he is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger, he is a pretty bull.

Mr. Zhu's face was no longer as gray as ever, but red, and he was so angry that he looked at Mr. Xu's face that was not too bad at all, he felt that his face was deeply hurt---

Everyone was sweating because they were afraid that Mr. Xu, who was a careless stubborn, would be retaliated against by Mr. Zhu.

In addition to Lin Yi, Lin Yi shook his head, but what he was worried about was not Mr. Xu, but Mr. Zhu who was about to get angry. Poor this fat man. As long as he dared to touch a hair from Master Xu, he would be afraid that he would not finish eating.

Although the boss Xu Haoming seems to be not interested in his prodigal son, he is a father-son relationship after all, and he is bleeding from the same blood. Even if you, Lao Zhu, is good at licking your butt, can you compare with others' relationship?

Smart people do not do stupid things, especially when they do not understand the other person's background, they should think twice.

Unfortunately, Lao Zhu has been in a state of affairs for so long, but now he has forgotten this one. He doesn’t think about it. If he is really a soft persimmon, would he dare to do so hard with you?

Without three or three, how dare you go to Liangshan?

Lao Zhu forgot this and just thought about revenge at this moment---

The atmosphere is very solemn.

...

Hong Kong is a place that boasts about democracy.

Therefore, there have been many gentlemen in Hong Kong.

Lao Zhu stayed in Hong Kong for three years, but his gentlemanly demeanor had not learned much, but his vengeful temper increased.

Especially in Hong Kong, a society with distinct classes, Lao Zhu is somewhat infected with some bad habits, such as if you lose face, I will kill you.

There are many ways to "kill you", but what Lao Zhu admires the most is the Hong Kong-style move. He puts a bottle of wine on the table and lets you drink the whole bottle, humiliate and humiliate, so that you know what it means to "do not eat toast and eat wine"...

Old Zhu had already thought of a solution and had also thought about the wine. He had thought about the liquor used for this reception on the table, and even the lines he had thought about, "Do you drink it?" "After drinking this bottle of wine, I'm considering it to be a face, otherwise, hum!" "Why are you so arrogant just now, why are you afraid now?" "Where is your mighty?"

---The tone should be harsh, the expression should be serious, and the feeling of being condescending and furious.

Just as Mr. Zhu was ready and was about to get angry, a voice suddenly came, "Hey, that's not Zhu Asheng, is it here (Isn't that Mr. Zhu? Why are you here)?" Then a white middle-aged man walked over with a smile.

When Mr. Zhu saw the person coming, his anger that had been bulging before immediately burst into a thousand miles. His fat face was filled with a bright smile like a chrysanthemum. He ignored Mr. Xu and Lin Yi and went straight to meet him and said in Cantonese, "Mr. Hai, it's a matter of yours. It's a great honor to see you!"

Judging from Mr. Zhu's servile and smiling posture, this "General Hai" should be a big shot, but the other party did not take the airs and looked very well-educated. He talked to Mr. Zhu in Cantonese affectionately.

Just when the people around him didn't understand what was going on, Lao Zhu hurried over to introduce him and said, "This is the famous Mr. Hai Baichuanhai, a famous entrepreneur and philanthropist in Hong Kong... This hotel is his property, and the venue for our calligraphy and painting exhibition this time was also provided by him for free..."

Hearing Lao Zhu boasted so much, Mr. Hai waved his hand with a smile and said, "I don't dare to take it or not, I just do some small business and do my best to communicate with the cross-strait art." This time he used Mandarin, which was not very standard, but seemed very sincere.

Next, Mr. Hai had a few cordial conversations with the three old men Yue Han and asked about their physical condition specifically. He was used to eating and living here, and just spoke if he needed anything, etc. He seemed very polite.

Not only that, Mr. Hai also smiled and shook hands and talked with staff from the mainland one by one. He had no airs and was approachable. He was like an elder in his family talking to you, which made people feel very friendly and natural.

I have to say that Lin Yi has a good impression of him. Even a playboy like Young Master Xu, who is not arrogant, can't help but respect Mr. Hai.

Mr. Hai Baichuanhai only stayed for a while before leaving. At this time, the waiter brought a few desserts and some fruits, saying that this was specially given to the hotel by Mr. Hai.

Mr. Zhu was proud of this, as if he had long forgotten the "bangmao" of Mr. Xu, and bragged to everyone about how good his relationship with Mr. Hai was, otherwise he wouldn't even have to give a toothpick, let alone the dessert fruit plate.

At this time, some people couldn't help asking, Who is this Mr. Hai?

Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "Who can it be? A famous entrepreneur in Hong Kong. It is nicknamed "Hai Sanbao". It has many assets, but the most precious ones are only three things. First, this big hotel, second, its auction company, third, its baby daughter... I heard that his daughter is a big beauty, smart and capable, and extremely powerful---"

This time, Lao Zhu did not brag.

Speaking of which, this Hai Baichuan is also a genius in the Hong Kong business world. He started from scratch and built a huge business in just a few decades. He is very low-key and likes to donate to charity, but does not like to show his face in newspapers and magazines. Therefore, there are very few people who know him.

The more Lao Zhu talked, he became more and more excited. People who liked to listen to gossip surrounded him. Young Master Xu and Lin Yi couldn't help but come over. After all, they were young people, and they both had a very good impression of Hai Baichuan just now, so they also hoped to know more about this person.

"You may not know what else you said. Among the newly established auction companies in Hong Kong, Boss Hai's New Century Auction Company is famous. What are the words of Liu Luoguo and Zheng Banqiao's paintings all sold at his auction house, with tens of millions of pieces... Three masters, maybe when your calligraphy and paintings can also be put on this auction house, it will be very valuable--" Mr. Zhu was beating and didn't forget to hold the three old men.

Yue Han and others hurriedly shook their heads as if they were rattles, with a humble look on their faces, and said, "How can we compare with others?" But their eyes were full of hope...

Speaking of interest, Mr. Zhu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, kindly handed a few to the three old men, and took out a lighter, and helped light the cigarette skillfully.

After lighting the cigarette, Mr. Zhu was about to take out another one and take a sip, when a person next to him suddenly said, "I'll have one too."

Mr. Zhu was stunned for a moment, and looked up and saw that it was Mr. Xu's "stick" who just now because Boss Hai didn't pay much attention to him, and now he is still arrogant.

Can you afford to smoke?

However, in order to show his generosity, Mr. Zhu still "hummed" and touched and threw it over.

Young Master Xu was not polite, so he reached out to catch it, then sniffed it on his nose, and praised: "Good smoke!"

Mr. Zhu sneered, "You know the goods too. This is from Hong Kong brand and you can't buy it in the mainland..."

Young Master Xu smiled, held the cigarette in his mouth, and then looked at Lao Zhu: "Is there any fire?"

"Oh, there is..." Mr. Zhu habitually turned on the lighter and prepared to bend over to light a cigarette--

Then, he remembered, it was wrong, why did I light a cigarette for him?

Only then did Mr. Zhu realize that the situation was wrong.

The young master Xu was sitting upright, with an old man's attitude, while he was holding his body and pressing his face, looking very flattering.

I'm grass!

Mr. Zhu hurriedly turned his body, but at this time, Mr. Xu had already "borrowed" his lighter, lit the cigarette, patted the back of his hand and said, "Thank you."

Mr. Zhu's chubby face turned extremely red. He clearly saw "contempt" in the eyes of Mr. Xu--

Mr. Zhu was stimulated in his heart. Before he became a development, Lao Zhu was a cart. In order to make a living, he kept lighting cigarettes and said good things to others. After becoming the manager of Xuji Company, he was very flattering to attract business in the bar. This kind of cigarette lighting job is more skillful than those professional waiters.

It can be said that Lao Zhu has a deep-rooted inferior mind deep in his heart, so he has the habit of serving people to light cigarettes.

Now Lao Zhu has finally gained a foothold and has come to Hong Kong to drink coffee and taste red wine. However, after being mocked by Mr. Xu, the "slavery" in his bones is revealed.

Who is Mr. Xu?

The authentic rich second generation has the kind of inspiring nature in their bones. Compared with fakes like Lao Zhu, they immediately stepped on the other party.

At this moment, the scene was very subtle. Mr. Zhu's old face was hot and he looked awkward. Even the others around him felt very embarrassed to look at him.

As the business representative around Mr. Zhu, Han Meimei also blushed. She couldn't think of how her boss would be embarrassed about it, and she was too careless.

Only Lin Yi knew clearly how bad and bad his younger brother was. Just one simple action made Lao Zhu make a fool of himself.

Fortunately, Mr. Yue said at this time, "I have eaten and drunk. I have some serious work to do tomorrow. Let's break up."

Seeing this, Lin Yi hurriedly pulled Master Xu and said, "Help me help the old man go upstairs---Hey, Mr. Wang seems drunk..."

Wang Zhen blushed, glanced at Lin Yi, and smiled: "I'm not... drunk. I know you... a little brat, are you still my apprentice?"

Lin Yi pushed Young Master Xu over, "I won't do it, he will do it!"

Wang Zhen immediately hugged Master Xu tightly, "Advisor, apprentice" screamed.

Lin Yi looked at everyone with a smile, then spread his hands and said, "Look, they are all drunk."

Mr. Zhu snorted coldly and left with a swing of his sleeves.

The others also dispersed one by one. Mr. Xu was helping Mr. Wang Zhen to support Mr. Wang Zhen in a miserable manner. The old man seemed to be drunk, swaying left and right, and still squirting alcohol in his mouth. While he kept saying that he was not drunk, he also said that he wanted to accept Mr. Xu as his apprentice and teach him to write calligraphy... Finally, he got on the elevator and "sing loudly"--"I was originally a scattered person in Wolonggang, and I was like a silence in the world of the world with Yin and Yang. The late emperor went to Nanyang to invite him to the imperial guards for three times, and it was the Han family business that was full of the Han family..." His voice was loud and melodious.

Such a big show attracted many hotel guests in the elevator to look at each other. Mr. Xu, who has always been super thick-skinned, blushed rarely and couldn't help but explain: "He was drunk, hehe... he was so drunk, hehe."

A ghost guy gave a thumbs up and kept "good" and "good", and even took out his cell phone to take photos. This time, Young Master Xu was even more amused and crying.

...

In the restaurant, seeing that everyone had left, Su Xue stayed for the last time. Seeing that there were no people around, she couldn't help but look at Lin Yi who was eating fruit with her beautiful eyes, then plucked up the courage to walk to Lin Yi, bit her lip and said, "Is there anything wrong in the afternoon? Should I go around together?"

Lin Yi was stunned for the invitation that many men were eager for, then put down the fruit fork, smiled slightly, and replied, "I'm sorry, I don't have time."
Chapter completed!