There was nothing to say all night, and until the next morning, Zheng Man'er was looking up the information.
Until the next night, Zheng Man'er never complained to him, nor did she lose face.
The time to start the dinner is getting closer.
Zheng Man'er finally couldn't sit still and couldn't help but stand up and said, "Ye Hao, I trust you so much, I bet everything on you."
"But how do you tell me to believe you now?"
“Where is the invitation letter?”
"I originally thought you would go out and find a way to get a few invitations."
"But you've been sleeping since last night!"
"You haven't even left the door and haven't called a single phone call!"
"I ask you, where is your invitation coming from? Are you going to fall from the sky?"
At this time, Zheng Jun and Tang Ling couldn't help knocking on the door and entering the room: "Ye Hao, what's going on?"
"What the hell are you going to do?"
"Man'er had already boasted about Haikou last night. If you can't achieve it, we will have no place to survive in the Zheng family in the future!"
Ye Hao glanced at the Rolex on his wrist: "It's almost time, just follow me."
After saying that, Ye Hao took the Zheng family and four out, took a taxi, and arrived at the location of the welcome dinner.
Baiyun Outer Courtyard!
Baiyun Outer Courtyard is not Baiyun Villa, where the Ye family is located, but a private manor in front of Baiyun Mountain, and it also belongs to the Ye family.
This is the place where the Ye family entertains VIPs on weekdays.
On weekdays, first-class families in Lingnan Province are not qualified to come here to attend a dinner.
But today's banquet was held in this place, beyond imagination.
The taxi driver was already weak when he drove to Baiyun Outer Hospital.
He felt extremely terrible.
This place is not something that ordinary people can come to.
If he had known that Ye Hao and his group were coming here for a long time, he would definitely refuse to carry them.
Ye Hao, however, took Zheng Man'er's hand in a slight manner and walked directly to the gate of Baiyun Outer Courtyard.
"Interesting, do you really dare to come?"
Accompanied by the sarcasm, I saw Zheng Zhiyong and others also arrived here.
At this moment, the Zheng family was carrying many gift boxes, large and small bags, all of which were delicacies, famous cigarettes and wines.
The Zheng family is not only here to attend the dinner today, but also to apologize for what happened a few days ago. In addition, they also hope to try their best to curry favor with Prince Ye.
Zheng Qiuzi was wearing a beautiful evening dress and came to Zheng Man'er, and said with a smile: "My good sister, I really didn't expect that you can come too!"
"Your invitation letter will show me how it is? After all, it is easy to buy fakes these days!"
Zheng Zhiyong, Zheng Qiuzi and others didn't believe that Ye Hao could get the invitation to this dinner.
What are their identities?
Want to get a banquet invitation?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"I......"
Zheng Man'er hesitated.
She didn't have an invitation at all.
Ye Hao brought them here directly, and he didn't give them a chance to see the invitation.
Zheng Qiuzi smiled and said, "Good sister, why are you still hiding it? Could it be that your invitation is made of gold? Can you not even take a look at it?"
Zheng Man'er didn't speak.
Zheng Jun and his wife didn't speak either.
Even Tang Ling, who has always been the most arrogant, has a ugly look and cannot be arrogant at all.
Mr. Zheng walked over with his hands on his back, looked up and down at Zheng Jun and said, "Zheng Jun, take out your invitation and show me."
"Dad, I..."
Zheng Jun was a little panicked because he didn't have it at all.
"Why? I don't even recognize me? Take out the invitation quickly and let us see it!"
Mr. Zheng frowned and said, a little angry.
Zheng Jun was sweating coldly, and at this moment he could only bite the bullet and tell the truth, saying, "Dad, we don't have invitations now... It was Ye Hao... who brought us here...
.”
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Zheng Zhiyong and Zheng Qiuzi almost laughed to death.