Some people seem to be born with wealth.

For example, Chen Yonghong.

When he was wearing a leather trench coat, a suit and sunglasses.

The moment I got off the red flag car, it attracted everyone's attention.

The first point is Chen Yonghong's handsomeness.

He is very tall and has a moderate figure.

Especially this outfit gives people a sense of being the best among people.

Second, he is the cynical and even a bit arrogant temperament.

Anyone who looks at it will think that this person is quite famous.

During the pig-selling banquet the night before, Mining Manager Cui talked to Hu Zhongquan.

Today, the son of an important leader in the province is coming to Qita River.

Let Hu Zhongquan prepare for the reception, and they will pay the fees from the mine.

Mine Chief Cui was already waiting under the steps early.

As soon as the convoy stopped, he immediately stepped forward and helped open the door.

Mine Manager Cui introduced to Chen Yonghong:

"This is Mr. Hu, the boss of Coral Hotel..."

Hu Zhongquan immediately nodded and raised his hand to shake hands with Chen Yonghong.

Chen Yonghong, on the other hand, had a little touch with Hu Zhong, and then took his hand back.

I was watching next to me and was secretly yelling, this kind of young man's style.

Chen Yonghong didn't seem to be a performance at all, as if he was born like this.

But the more this happens, Hu Zhongquan admires Chen Yonghong's eyes more and more.

Then, Mine Director Cui introduced Qi Lan and me to Chen Yonghong.

After hearing Qi Lan's name, Chen Yonghong took his leather windbreaker slightly and said with a faint smile:

"I have heard of Mr. Qi's name for a long time. Although we are all in Habei, it's a pity that we didn't have the chance to meet him. Not only do I know Mr. Qi, I also know your father, Mr. Qi Kangjian, and your younger brother, Mr. Qi Chengqiao. In the future, we must contact us often..."

Chen Yonghong's words.

Not to mention others, even Qi Lan was stunned when she heard it.

If she hadn't known about it in advance, Chen Yonghong's identity.

Now I will definitely think that Chen Yonghong really knows her family.

While talking, the crowd arrived at the VIP room.

Everyone sat down in the lounge area.

The lobby manager walked up to Hu Zhongquan and asked respectfully:

"Mr. Hu, are you going to eat now?"

Hu Zhongquan dared not make decisions by himself, so he immediately looked at Mining Chief Cui.

Chief Cui nodded and said:

"Let's serve the food, Mr. Chen eats lunch in the car. I must be hungry now..."

The waiter started serving the dishes, and we sat aside and waited.

Hu Zhong is a personal talent, and he now believes that Chen Yonghong is a young master from the province.

He naturally would not let go of this opportunity to flatter.

Hu Zhongquan opened a box of cigars, handed them to Chen Yonghong, and said with a flattering smile:

"Mr. Chen, this is a cigar brought to me by a friend who went abroad. I don't understand this thing either. Look, do you give me a gift?"

Chen Yonghong took out one and opened the plastic seal.

Put it under your nose and smell it.

Then, he said casually:

"The thing is pretty good, but it's not well preserved. The reason is that your cigar is not enough. Cigars have high requirements for temperature and humidity. If you use this ordinary cigar, it's equivalent to ruining things..."

Chen Yonghong said it very well.

I was next to me and I was confused.

I don’t know when Chen Yonghong even brought this cigar in his bag.

I even thought to myself, if it were me who would be the one who pretended to be this young master today.

It is definitely not as calm and confident as Chen Yonghong.

But what surprised me was still behind me.

Chen Yonghong raised his hand. Lao Hei, who was standing beside him, immediately opened his handbag.

Take out a cigarette from your bag and respectfully hand it to Chen Yonghong.

Chen Yonghong took it in his hand and looked at it, then handed it to Hu Zhongquan.

"This is a gadget I usually use. It's not worth much, it seems to be only more than one thousand. I'll give it to you..."

More than a thousand is definitely nothing in Hu Zhongquan's eyes.

But he still deliberately put on an exaggerated look and said:

"Wow, such a cigar can cost more than one thousand. Mr. Chen, this is too expensive..."

Chen Yonghong's mouth raised, showing a hint of sneer.

"What I'm talking about is the American!"

The people in the room couldn't help but be stunned.

No one expected that such a seemingly ordinary cigar can be so expensive.

In my heart, I gave me a thumbs up.

Mr. Hong pretends to behave in this wave, just two words.

Perfect!

The dinner begins.

The big round table of twenty people was filled with various delicacies.

In addition to us, Mining Manager Cui also specially called several private enterprise bosses to accompany him.

The goal of everyone's toast is naturally Chen Yonghong.

Mr. Hong refused everyone, but he just took a symbolic sip and stopped drinking more.

Even so, Chen Yonghong drank a lot.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone was a little drunk.

When it comes to speaking, I don't feel as scruple as before.

While chatting, Chen Yonghong didn't pay any attention.

The soup bowl at hand suddenly sprinkled.

The waiter hurried forward and handed over the towel.

Chen Yonghong took the towel and began to wipe his hands.

Washing.

Suddenly, the cell phone on the desk rang.

I couldn't help but frown.

Mr. Hong’s phone is not silent.

Chen Yonghong took a look and said casually:

"My brother called, no need to answer, I'll reply him later..."

But unexpectedly, Hu Zhongquan actually held his cell phone and pressed the answer button.

Then, he put his phone in Chen Yonghong's ear and said with a smile:

"Young Master Chen, I'll help you take it, just say it!"

I don’t know that Hu Zhongquan suddenly did this.

It was because I wanted to flatter Chen Yonghong after drinking.

Or he just wanted to hear the content of Chen Yonghong's phone number.
To be continued...