Soon, Liu Yuxin arrived at the agreed location and Major Zhang told Liu Yuxin everything about him. Liu Yuxin did not hesitate and agreed to Mr. Zhang's request very readily.

"Of course there is no problem here, but I need to communicate with Uncle Gen first, wait for my news." Liu Yuxin said to Mr. Zhang like this.

Mr. Zhang nodded and smiled at Liu Yuxin: "Thank you, Liu Yuxin, you have helped me a lot."

What a great person, a very impressive person, can help Zhang Dashen. It is an extraordinary thing. Liu Yuxin smiled and did something amazing. She said that she was quite proud.

After saying goodbye to Liu Yuxin, Mr. Zhang returned to the office. Before he could get off work, he received a call from a madman: "Zhang Tian, ​​I'm here, where should I go to find you."

The madman is really in a hurry to do business, and he is not at all dragging on the slightest.

In fact, the madman was really happy. Although there was a physical training method left by Mr. Zhang in Lizhou that could be practiced, it was really painful for the madman to be unable to fight for a long time.

Now that Major Zhang called him out, it really hit the madman's thoughts.

"I'll pick you up at the airport," said Mr. Zhang. He put on his coat, borrowed Qu Yanhong's car, and headed straight for the airport.

When picking up a madman, you have to look like picking up a madman. Take a taxi, that is just a choice that will only be made under normal circumstances.

Shuimu University is not too far from the airport. About thirty minutes later, Mr. Zhang had already arrived at his destination and did not even need to scan his mind. He discovered the madman's place at a glance.

The madman was like a stick, with no expression on his face, and he just stood in the crowd, completely ignoring the passengers coming and going, as if there was only air in front of him.

The madman looks pretty, and his extremely cold temperament and the arrogance and coldness that come from the heart still have a certain lethality for ordinary girls.

Especially after practicing Zhang Dashao's body refining technique, the madman himself changed a lot, becoming like a half-unsheathed sword. When he stood in the crowd, he felt a sense of sharpness, which made people have to look at him sideways.

After the goods came out, they stood so tremendously at the exit of the passage, waiting for Mr. Zhang to arrive.

I don’t know, when I looked from behind, I thought that some crazy person was sick again and why he stood there blocked the way. But after I walked around the front, everyone was surprised. This person was so strange.

Everyone looked at each other, and the madman ignored it. In his eyes, there was nothing else except fighting.

"madman!"

Young Master Zhang came out of the car, waved to the madman, and screamed in surprise.

After not seeing each other for a few months, the madman has become more indifferent than before, and has become a general. After a glance, Mr. Zhang could see at first that the madman's quality has been significantly improved, which is a good momentum.

"Master!"

The statue-like madman finally had an expression, a joy flashed in his eyes, and responded, and walked towards Mr. Zhang with big strides.

Master? What era is this? Is this a good thing? The madman's voice attracted everyone's attention, and even Master Zhang despised him. Even if he called him Master, at least he could find someone to call him a decent one. That boy didn't even have enough hair, so he got his master? He was two crazy.

Just like a madman, Zhang Dashen automatically filtered these eyes.

"Get on the car!" Zhang Dashao opened the car door for the madman himself. The madman paused for a moment and did not move his steps. In his eyes, he had to respect his master absolutely. This concept was deeply rooted in his mind and almost pedantic.

"If you want to get on, you can get on, why are you still standing there?" Zhang Dashao naturally knew what the madman was thinking, and said to the madman again. Then the madman was honestly entering the car door.

Mr. Zhang did not go back to school. First, he led the madman to the place where he lived. After a while, he drove Qu Yanhong's car and took the madman straight to the best hotel nearby, Longyuan Hotel, to welcome the madman.

Walking into the magnificent hall and walking towards the front desk, a waiter wearing a professional suit and yawning looked up lazily. After seeing two people coming, he yawned.

It was not until Young Master Zhang and the others arrived at the front desk that she looked ahead lazyly, and did not look at Young Master Zhang with her eyes at all. She said in a lifeless manner: "Two gentlemen, is there anything you can serve you?"

Although I was kind, my tone was just the opposite.

These two guys dressed so badly that they dared to come to Longyuan Hotel. I guess they were two local buns who came out of nowhere, and wanted to come over to see them for a long time.

The waiter thought this in his heart, but let alone, these two local buns look pretty good and have unique temperament. It’s just a pity that they are handsome and cannot be eaten as food.

"Give me the best private room." said Mr. Zhang.

This sentence made the waiter stunned immediately. His drowsy sleepiness immediately woke up, with a strange look on his face. Then, he sneered disdainfully and said, "Sir, the best private room here is the VIP private room."

It's just two local buns, but it's ridiculous that they dare to ask for the best private room.

"Then give me a VIP private room." Mr. Zhang frowned and said, the waiter's attitude made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Sir, is it because I didn't say it clearly enough?" The waiter also became a little impatient, his tone became less polite, and he stared at Mr. Zhang with some disgust. "Only VIPs can enter the VIP private room. You two, I'm sorry, our VIP private room was not prepared for you."

"VIP?" Zhang Dashao snorted coldly, his eyes slammed into the waiter like two sharp swords, causing the waiter to tremble for no reason.

What happened just now? That look was so terrible! The waiter swallowed his saliva but couldn't figure out what was going on.

"How do you know we are not VIPs?" As he said that, Mr. Zhang flipped his hand and took out a red thing from the ring, threw it on the front desk with a snap, and fell in front of the waiter.

When the waiter saw it, his eyes immediately became big, and he was so surprised that he couldn't speak. The young man on the opposite side threw out a thick stack of money! After a quick look, there was no ten thousand, and there was eight thousand.

No matter how you look at these two guys, they don’t look like rich guys. They throw so much money out at once. Could it be that they pretend to be big? But there is no such way to pretend to be big.
Chapter completed!