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The thoughts passed through my mind and flew in a flash.

What many people like Zhao Biao say is nothing more than playing the piano to the cousin. Looking at my cousin's expression full of admiration.

Zhang Sanyang smiled lightly and shook his head, glanced at him gently, and a few traces of contempt streaked across the corners of his narrow and long Danfeng's eyes. He never liked people who pretended to be fat.

For example, Zhao Biao, who is now proud and is being held by the stars.

People are more popular than others.

Tang Wan looked down on this cousin, Yu Guang swept Zhang Sanyang's look of nothing to do with him, and his heart was filled with anger. He blushed and shouted: "Look at you! What's the use, you know how to watch the fun..."

I really don't understand why my cousin likes you.

Since meeting this cousin, these swear words have only been cursing back and forth. Zhang Sanyang found it funny, "Didn't you ask me to see this fun?"

You asked me to stand here and watch, right?

"You!" Tang Wan was angry and wanted to curse a few more words.

Zhao Biao, the flower protector, stepped forward. A useless person like Zhang Sanyang is not worthy of Tang Wan's scolding.

"Why, if you can't solve this problem, you will know that you can vent your anger on a woman? It's so amazing!"

His voice was loud, as if he was deliberately telling it to others.

Sure enough, the people around him burst into laughter. Now, in the eyes of these young people, Zhang Sanyang is also worthless in the eyes of his brother.

Several young men quickly continued to talk and said, "Brother Biao is still brave and powerful."

"Yes, yes. If I were a woman, I would definitely agree to you!"

“…”

Zhang Sanyang sneered, and he really treated the chicken feather as a commanding arrow. "Do you think it can be solved by you?"

He said it loudly.

Let’s not talk about what kind of small person Zhao Biao is.

The backer of Dapeng Club, even his father Zhao Song, does not have any power to control. This son is better, here he is pretending to be a tiger's power.

Before he could finish his words, a very deafening sound of driving motors rang in everyone's ears, attracting everyone's eyes.

I saw five or six high and low ink black Mercedes-Benz parked in front of the club, with smooth and beautiful models. Anyone who knows the goods knows that these are the latest series, customized versions, and there are only ten limited editions nationwide.

Not expensive.

A man in a black suit came down with a serious face in the car and respectfully pulled down the door to the back seat.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Zhang Dapeng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, trying to hold back his airs of calmness. God knows that he is really an ant on the hot pan now, up and down.

I was worried all the way, why did I touch the tiger's butt this time?

It was really a boat capsized in the gutter and shot himself in the foot.

When Yang Na saw this show, she looked at the person with a big belly. Isn’t it her immediate boss? Looking at the crowds, she walked over and said respectfully: “Mr. Zhang, you are here.”

Even though those young men had never seen such a big show, and Zhang Dapeng followed several tall and strong bodyguards, they did not dare to come forward to argue for a moment, and looked at each other in a glance.

Tang Wan grabbed Zhao Biao's arm, and she said she was not afraid that she was a lie, but when she thought of the 1 million usury loan, she was anxious, "Brother Zhao, don't you know the boss of this family?"

She didn't speak loudly, but she could hear it for the young people next to her.

Tang Wan’s implication is that if this big boss was really invited by Zhao Biao, the person who tied the bell must be untied.

All his eyes were delivered to Zhao Biao.

"Brother Biao, you are the one here with the most identity, otherwise you will ask about it with a high platform and a noble person?"

"Brother Biao, you have helped you with this. You are simply our reborn parents!"

"Yes, yes. Brother Biao..."

Everyone said one by one, and sweet words made Zhao Biao so full of money. He felt so happy that he felt light and his whole body was light, "Don't worry, with me here, your money will definitely be recovered."

Boasted about Haikou.

Zhang Sanyang was standing aside, a little tired. He looked at his phone and time passed unexpectedly. After he was struggling here for a while, it was almost 11:00.

Zhang Dapeng frowned and looked at Zhao Biao who was staring at him. He was ungrateful, but he also took into account the Mr. Zhang who was unable to wave his tail.

He asked, "Is Mr. Zhang?"

The sound is very loud, but there is no sense of strength, but it has a sense of respect.

Mr. Zhang? Or Mr. Zhang?

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you. I don’t know what this big boss meant, and no one answered at once.

Seeing that he turned a blind eye to him, Zhao Biao was about to step forward and ask again, the bodyguard behind Zhang Dapeng stopped him faster.

The bronze skin wraps the muscles and looks hard. It is definitely a critical hit when hitting people.

"you!"

Zhao Biao was so scared that he took out his cell phone and called his father. If he was here to help, this would not be the case.

Unfortunately, no one answered the other end.

It was obvious that his dad didn't want to care about this anymore.

Zhang Dapeng looked at the group of young people and was indeed young! He waved his hand and asked Yang Na to come over, "Take them in and register, and pay them back from the finance department, do you know?"

"Okay, boss."

"If there is a person named Zhang inside, it is the one who has already established the old Zhang, please send his contact information to my email."

"Okay, I know."

Yang Na nodded, with a professional smile on her beautiful face. She took a group of people to the studio.

Several young men looked at the front desk with a 180-degree attitude and couldn't help but feel a little more admiration for Zhao Biao.

Only Tang Wan, she was still standing there, with a deep thought expression on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Although Zhao Biao was not clear about it, it seemed that the matter had been resolved and there was nothing to worry about.

As soon as the crowd dispersed, Zhang Sanyang, who was standing alone in the corner, was very eye-catching, tall and big.

Zhao Biao snorted with contempt from his nose, "Did you see it? Zhang Sanyang, this is the gap!"

"Oh……"

Zhang Sanyang smiled contemptuously. His good temper does not mean that he can recognize someone and point at his nose and curse.

Forget it, my cousin has been spoiled since she was a child, and it is inevitable that she is willful, and she is also a family member.

Zhang Sanyang just thinks that a little girl is more coquettish, but sometimes she is cute.

However, who is the waste Zhao Biao? How could he show off his power in front of him?

It’s just because it’s the rich second generation in the family, which is really ridiculous!
Chapter completed!