How could it be that easy for him to get over it when he was still humiliated by Zhuang Longsheng at his old age?
Lin Shuangwu's face was full of joy: "Well! Uncle Qiao actually made an appointment with us and the banker and his son at the same time. We thought it was going to be over at first."
"Unexpectedly, when the banker and his son were mocking us, Uncle Qiao showed up and didn't give them any face!"
"Uncle Qiao took my father and me upstairs to have dinner in front of them, completely ignoring Zhuang Longsheng and the others!"
"Grandpa, you didn't see the look on their faces at that time. I think Mr. Zhuang almost lost his temper."
Lin Yanghao's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "How could this happen? We have nothing to do with Qiao Zhenxiong at all..."
Lin Yunhe smiled and said: "Maybe it's the appearance of the banker and his son that makes Director Qiao uncomfortable."
Lin Yanghao frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.
Even if you can't stand it, you can't possibly deny Zhuang Long face because of the Lin Group, right?
"And that Wu Yuelong! Grandpa, Uncle Qiao doesn't give him any face either!"
Lin Yanghao inhaled slightly, all this is so incredible!
Qiao Chenxiong's attitude towards the Lin Group is too friendly.
"What do you call Qiao Zhenxiong?" Lin Yanghao asked.
"Uncle Qiao..." Lin Shuangwu was startled, and then said: "Uncle Qiao is quite kind and very polite to us. He doesn't mean to look down on our Lin Group at all."
Qin Yang on the side almost wanted to laugh.
With him here, how could Qiao Zhenxiong look down on the Lin Group?
"Something's wrong!" Lin Yanghao said in a deep voice: "Qiao Zhenxiong, there is no reason to be so friendly to you!"
Seeing Lin Yanghao being so solemn, Lin Shuangwu and Lin Yunhe's joy faded slightly.
"Dad, is there something wrong here? It shouldn't be..."
"That's right, grandpa, Wansheng Group is such a behemoth, our Lin Group has nothing worth worrying about, Mr. Qiao."
Lin Yunhe and Lin Shuangwu both felt that the old man thought too much.
Am I thinking too much... Mr. Lin muttered in his heart, but he really didn't think through the problem.
Lin Shuangwu, who was in a good mood, went upstairs and didn't say anything more to Qin Yang.
There was no talking all night. After breakfast the next day, Qin Yang took Lin Yunhe's car and went to the company with his father and daughter.
When the car drove to the entrance of the villa area, the security guard Chen Wanting suddenly saluted.
Lin Shuangwu, who was in the passenger seat, said in surprise: "Huh? It's really strange. Why did the security guard at the door salute us?"
"It's indeed a bit strange..." Lin Yunhe was also a little confused.
Qin Yang, who was sitting in the back, said: "Maybe it's because he was defeated by me."
People like Chen Wanting naturally respect people who are better than him.
"you?"
Lin Shuangwu glanced sideways, glanced at Qin Yang, and was speechless.
"What are you bragging about? Do you know how powerful the security guards in our villa area are?"
"This villa area is divided into three areas, one is Yujingtai where the powerful and powerful live, and the other is Wanrong Garden where the financial bosses of Yunyang City live."
"In order to ensure the safety of these big shots, the security guards at the door are directly recruited from retired special elites. All of them are experts who can compete with ten."
"With your small body, how can you defeat him? I think you will fall to the ground at the touch of a finger."
Qin Yang was helpless. Forget it if he didn't believe it. In his opinion, it was not a big deal anyway.
The three of them arrived at the company soon.
It was a coincidence that I met Lu Tianze and his son.
Lu Tianze saw Lin Yunhe and raised his lips: "Good morning, Director Lin."
"Director Lu came quite early." Lin Yunhe said calmly.
Lu Tianze's eyes were full of teasing smiles and he said: "Perhaps this company will change its surname to Lu soon. Of course I have to come earlier to adapt to this work rhythm."