This guy pretends to be perfect, but he can only score 99 points. One more point would make him really proud.
Even several chefs in the restaurant stopped cooking.
Suddenly there was a burst of warm applause, mixed with sharp whistles.
The beautiful pianist in white clothes could no longer care about anything else. She suppressed her shyness and ran up to block Su Mu's way. She held her heart in her hands and looked infatuated.
The animals in the restaurant suddenly howled.
What rhythm?
Is there such a defiant little driver?
How many handsome, young, rich and passionate rich men sent flowers to this beautiful piano girl to woo her, but they ignored her.
The jealousy in the hearts of the animals.
Isn't it just singing? I can do it too.
Ouch!!
"Sir, can I...have your contact information?"
Su Mu grinned, looked at the girl's plain and beautiful face and shook his head:
"Girl, don't be fooled by men's so-called art. Those big and small perverts can't help you except they want to sleep with you."
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving the girl with a decadent back.
The men who were close were dumbfounded.
If he could be shot if he pretended to be cool, he would have bullet holes all over his body.
When it comes to playing hard to get to this level, Nima is a master.
The girl stared blankly at Su Mu walking away, and said loudly:
"What about you? Are you this kind of person too?"
Su Mu staggered, turned around and said angrily:
"You ruined the atmosphere created by me, goodbye."
The girl in white giggled and bent over.
Humph, Ye Wanqiu’s driver? I remember you.
At this time, the lights in the restaurant suddenly flashed and focused somewhere again.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
A man walked out from behind the stage.
As he walked, he applauded.
When people in the restaurant saw him, there was a sudden commotion.
"Oh my God! Young Master Zhao!"
"Why is he in Dongyang?"
"You ask me who I'm going to ask? But no one knows about Young Master Zhao's return."
Under the spotlight, the young man strolled over.
The handmade shirt is buttoned casually, a pair of dark slim-fitting trousers, and the black leather shoes on his feet are obviously from the top shoemaker in Italy.
His hair is perfectly trimmed, his angular face has a pair of eyes shining with deep light, the bridge of his nose is as straight as a razor blade, and his eyebrows are also trimmed extremely well. Everything is the perfect match. Any handsome guy will feel ashamed in front of him.
Feel!
Wherever he is, he is the absolute king!
Zhao Muting, the leader of the four great sons of Dongyang, and the first person in the Zhao family for three generations.
Behind him, an old man in his sixties followed step by step. His aura was restrained, like a spear wearing a gun jacket.
"Yes, yes, I didn't expect that a young driver could be so versatile and highly accomplished. No wonder he dared to fight Pei Yang."
Zhao Muting came to Su Mu with calm eyes and a slight smile:
"Your piano skills have almost caught up with your ability to seduce women. You deserve my applause."
The restaurant fell into an eerie silence again.
Ye Wanqiu's expression changed on the side, and he was about to stand up, but was stopped by Ning Yan:
"Be patient and don't be impatient."
Ning Yan's eyes also flashed with a dignified look.
Among the so-called four major families in Dongyang, the Zhao family has always been the only one.
The other three families, combined, can probably compete with the Zhao family.
Because the focus of the Zhao family is no longer in Dongyang.
There are Zhao family group companies in the Imperial Capital, Magic Capital, Hong Kong Island, and overseas, and any one of them can be ranked in the top ten locally.
Even in Dongyang, the Xiwang Group owned by Dafang of the Zhao family is incomparable to the Ye Group.
The Zhao family, under the first generation of Mrs. Zhao, has four families in the second generation and nearly a hundred people in the third generation.
Rich families are also divided into different grades.
It's no secret that Zhao Muting likes Ye Wanqiu.
"If you go out from here now and disappear in Dongyang, I can pretend that everything has happened, how about that?"
Su Mu smiled faintly, his eyes passed over him, and landed on the old man behind him:
"Why?"
Zhao Muting burst out laughing, then pointed at his face:
"I am Zhao Muting, and I will be the future head of the Zhao family."
Su Mu's expression became extremely playful, and he asked with a smile:
"What if I don't agree?"
Zhao Muting seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him:
"Then I'll throw you out of here."
boom!
People in the restaurant were extremely shocked.
So domineering.
Su Mu shrugged, turned around and left.
The people present looked at him, a little unable to keep up with the rhythm.
What does this mean?
Did you shrink back or retreat?
Don't mention it, this guy is really awesome. A small driver actually worked for three young masters. It is also a legend if word spreads.
Su Mu returned to his position and said to Ye Wanqiu with a smile:
"Boss, it's your turn to appear. What's going on today? Do I have any conflict with these young men?"
Ye Wanqiu snorted, stared at Su Mu and was about to get up, but suddenly his whole body trembled.
Su Mu's eyes instantly turned cold.
He smiled sarcastically.
Looking at the entire country of China, and even the whole world, there are definitely no more than twenty people who dare to talk to him like Zhao Muting.
Zhao Muting?
Which onion?
The old man behind Zhao Muting walked up to Su Mu at this time.
The air solidified again.
Ning Yan, who was leaning against Su Mu, felt a wave of cold air sweep over her, making her whole body feel cold.
"The young master ordered me to send you on your way."
Su Mu looked up at the old man with a smile.
He was obviously sitting there carelessly, but the old man's eyes narrowed sharply.
The next moment, the old man felt as if his soul began to tremble.
The hair all over his body exploded in an instant.
He no longer dared to hesitate, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, all the strength in his body concentrated on his fist.
Even a pile of iron ingots would probably be blown to pieces by his punch.
Su Mu smiled and raised his orchid fingers.
Put your middle finger under your thumb, face your fist, and flick it lightly.
It all happened so fast that no one saw it clearly.
Everyone only saw the old man take action, and then the old man flew backwards, hit the restaurant passage, and rolled away again.
Impartial, stopping right at Zhao Muting's feet.
Su Mu curled his lips, blew on his fingers lightly, and said disdainfully:
"That's it? I thought it was so awesome."
The old man turned into a dog chewing shit, feeling mixed with shame, anger, and fear. When he heard these words, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
The handsome young man, Zhao Muting, looked so gloomy that he was about to shed tears.
He took a deep breath, then came to Su Mu, looked at Ye Wanqiu and said softly:
"Wan Qiu, don't be angry. I'm worried about your safety. It seems I misunderstood. I thought this gentleman approached you for a purpose. I didn't expect him to be your bodyguard. This must be a master invited by Mr. Ye.
Bar?"
Zhao Muting then gave Su Mu a very sincere smile:
"It was a misunderstanding and a test that offended you. I'm sorry. Let's get to know Zhao Muting again."
Su Mu picked up the boiled water at hand, took a slow sip, then raised his head and smiled:
"Mr. Zhao, are you a chameleon?"
I don’t know how many people’s brains are down.
This guy... no! Is this guy a joke invited by the monkey?
You don’t take Young Master Dongyang seriously, right?