Shang Huaqiang did not bring any entourage, but came alone.
After entering the box, his eyes immediately fell on Zhou Xing.
Shang Huaqiang has seen his photos countless times.
He recognized this young man with a distinguished family background at a glance.
When Shang Huaqiang was looking at Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing was also looking at him.
His appearance doesn't look much different from when he was young. His wrinkles are just a little deeper, but he is still very young. His hair is slicked back, his face is rosy, and he is energetic.
It was as if the years had not left any trace on his face.
"Mr. Zhou."
A smile appeared on Shang Huaqiang's serious face, and he walked quickly towards Zhou Xingxing, his steps steady and windy... It was impossible to tell that he was over seventy years old.
Zhou Xing also stood up, smiled and shook hands with him, "Mr. Shang."
"This is my girlfriend, Lan Qianqian."
Zhou Xing pointed at Xiao Lanlan and introduced it to Shang Huaqiang.
"Mr. Shang."
Xiao Lanlan stood up and stood beside Zhou Xing, greeted Shang Huaqiang with a smile, and behaved appropriately and generously.
I have been with Zhou Xing for a long time, and although I have not been in charge of the Ferrari Center for a long time, I still have no problem with this most basic social interaction.
"Ms. Blue."
Shang Huaqiang responded with a smile, but this time he did not choose to shake hands.
Although I shook hands, it was just a courtesy and meant nothing.
But because the other party is a girl, and she is also Zhou Xing’s girlfriend.
Rich people have all kinds of quirks.
Some people even regard girls as their taboo. They cannot have physical contact with others, not even shaking hands, as this can easily anger the other party.
He couldn't figure out Zhou Xing's character, and he didn't know if the other party would have any taboos in this regard.
It's always better to be careful.
"Sit down."
Zhou Xing asked Shang Huaqiang to sit down.
Shang Huaqiang nodded repeatedly, but still waited for Zhou Xing and Xiao Lanlan to sit down before pulling out the chair and sitting down.
"Everyone is here, we can start serving food."
Zhou Xing said to the waitress standing beside him.
"OK."
After the waitress responded, she left the box.
"Mr. Shang, this lunch is a bit rushed. There is no time to prepare it. It is just a simple meal... Please make do with it."
Zhou Xing said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhou, are you joking? I'm visiting Xiangjiang unexpectedly... I should be the one to prepare for this."
Shang Huaqiang shook his head, "You don't mind my intrusion, but you still hold a banquet. It really makes me feel a little embarrassed. It's too late for me to be honored."
"It's just a simple meal. It doesn't matter who comes, so Mr. Shang doesn't need to take it to heart."
Zhou Xing smiled slightly and said, "This meal is just the right time to make amends for you."
Shang Huaqiang's expression changed slightly. Just when he was about to respond, Zhou Xing waved his hand and said, "Because I didn't know that Mr. Shang came so early in the morning and kept you waiting for so long."
"So does my bodyguard..." Zhou Xing complained a little bit in his words, "I can't distinguish between big and small things. Mr. Shang, you just came and told me directly. You have to wait for me to sleep."
Awake."
Zhou Xing looked at Shang Huaqiang and said, "Mr. Shang, don't worry. I'll talk to my bodyguards later. They just followed me. They have little experience in interpersonal relationships and are not very good at it."
"Where, where."
Shang Huaqiang smiled to show that he didn't care, "They also want you to rest without being disturbed, Mr. Zhou. They are all very competent bodyguards. I came too early and it was not the right time..."
"Stop speaking for them. You have to talk to them later. What if important things are delayed because of this?"
Zhou Xing looked like he couldn't say anything.
Shang Huaqiang could only laugh and agree.
"It's too early to say anything to you. It's too polite."
Zhou Xing spoke again: "If you don't mind... just call me Xiao Zhou."
"How is this possible?"
Shang Huaqiang's eyes widened and he was a little surprised.
"Why not?"
Zhou Xing looked at Shang Huaqiang with a smile: "Mr. Shang, you have been working in Xiangjiang for so many years. Everyone knows about it. Your business is extremely successful. Even in the mainland, you are famous. You can be regarded as my senior. I am so young. , you as the elder."
"Wouldn't it be a disservice to me to call me that?"
"When outsiders see me... they will definitely say that I have no manners."
Shang Huaqiang hesitated.
Zhou Xing tapped the table with his finger again and said, "That's it. I have admired Mr. Shang for a long time. It doesn't hurt to call me Xiao Zhou."
Shang Huaqiang saw that Zhou Xing's expression did not seem to be hypocritical, so he could only comply.
Then I sighed slightly in my heart.
Looking at this sunny boy who is a round younger than his own son Shang Zuo, his words and deeds are many times more mature than Shang Zuo.
Speak without leakage.
It gave him enough face.
Logically speaking, given his status, there is no need for him to be false to his poor self.
Just now Zhou Xing said he was going to reprimand the bodyguard.
He could also hear that this was being said to himself.
As for whether Zhou Xing will actually do it, that is unknown.
But even if he waited below for so long, Zhou Xing didn't say anything, so of course...he didn't dare to have any opinions.
This is the realm, the city.
Shang Huaqiang is a little unbelievable that a young man who is not yet 19 years old can actually achieve this step.
It’s true that comparing people to others will lead to death, and comparing goods to goods will lead to throwing away things.
If his son could be half as mature as Zhou Xing, he would be satisfied.
"Dong dong dong..."
There was a knock on the box door.
"Enter."
Zhou Xing's voice fell.
The waiter led the waiter and placed the dishes on the table one after another.
The dishes are filled with mist.
Fine appearance.
Although it doesn’t look like anything special, it’s just that the ingredients are fresh.
Zhou Xing turned the table and gestured to Shang Huaqiang: "Mr. Shang, please."
"Please."
Shang Huaqiang said hurriedly.
Although Zhou Xingyu said so, asking him not to be so polite, but...if he took it seriously, then his life of more than seventy years would really have been in vain.
People are just saying polite words, but if you touch your nose and face, you will appear to be a bit blind.
The waiter came forward and poured them wine.
The red wine in the goblet is shaped like amber and is rippling slightly.
Mixed with oak barrels, the aroma of grapes is diffused.
You can tell at first glance that this is no ordinary red wine.
However, those present, whether Zhou Xing or Shang Huaqiang, have long been accustomed to this.
"Mr. Zhou, let me toast you and Ms. Lan first."
Shang Huaqiang held the wine glass and stood up first.
Zhou Xing and Xiao Lanlan also clinked glasses with Shang Huaqiang.
After three drinks.
Zhou Xing had almost finished eating, wiped his mouth with the towel handed by the waiter, and then said forcefully to Shang Hua: "Mr. Shang, you came to see me today, but what's the matter?"