"Dad, Xiao He is indeed Xiao Hui's benefactor. We have witnessed it with our own eyes in the hospital!"
Liao Zhijun stood up excitedly. Song Yuanshan said these words not only to ridicule Xiao He, but also to insult him. Perhaps in the eyes of his father-in-law, he married Xiaohui all to climb up the top!
Song Yuanshan slapped the table suddenly, "Shut up, Liao Zhijun, I am teaching you how to know people."
"After a while, I'll let you have a good look at what kind of people are worth making friends with."
As soon as he finished speaking, a greasy middle-aged fat man pushed the door and walked in. It was the acquaintance Song Yuanshan met just now at the door.
Seeing this person, Song Yuanshan quickly stood up and smiled and said, "Director Zhou, please come and sit down."
Song Yuanshan's attitude made a 180-degree turn, and his face-changing level was comparable to that of Sichuan Opera.
The fat man named Director Zhou nodded slightly, looked around with his eyes slanted and looked around with a arrogant look.
He originally despised Song Yuanshan, the nouveau riche, but he didn't expect that Song Yuanshan could even take down the top-level private room, so he agreed to come to the banquet.
"Zhijun! Let me give you a grand introduction. This is Director Zhou of Jinsheng Group."
"Hello, Director Zhou!" Liao Zhijun stretched out his hand enthusiastically, and Director Zhou just shook with Liao Zhiyuan lightly.
"Mr. Song, who are these two?"
"They are my son-in-law's classmates." Song Yuanshan's tone did not change at all, full of contempt.
Director Zhou could naturally hear the contempt in Song Yuanshan's words, and he did not take Xiao He and Guo Zi seriously.
This was also what Song Yuanshan did on purpose. He wanted Xiao He to know the difference between him and himself. A Feng Shui master who knows Taoism pretends to be a big man in front of him. You must know that the ones he has made are hundreds of billions of dollars in his relationship.
A director-level figure in the group.
Guo Zidun felt ashamed. He knew that he was out of place with these people, so he winked at Xiao He and wanted to leave.
Xiao He originally wanted to leave, but when he heard that the fat man was from Jinsheng Group, he became interested.
"Director Zhou, what do you think about letting Jinsheng Group acquire Zhihui Building just now?"
Song Yuanshan introduced the main topic. He invested in the building built by Liao Zhijun. However, after the haunted building and his daughter was crazy, he felt that the water in Jincheng was very deep, so he wanted to take it off quickly, and Jinsheng Group was his first choice.
Director Zhou Da Lala sat on the chair and said leisurely: "This is all a trivial matter, isn't it just 500 million or 600 million? Do you know Jin Sheng's investment in Lin's Group a few days ago? This is what I made."
Ha? Xiao He almost couldn't help but spit out the tea. Director is so slapping this week!
Upon hearing this, Song Yuanshan became more and more impressed by Director Zhou. The incident of Jin Sheng investing 1 billion in Lin's Group was rumored in Jincheng, so he naturally knew it.
Song Yuanshan's tone was even more respectful, "Director Zhou, you are really capable! I believe you are highly valued in the Lin Group!"
"Haha, you're right. I'm the boss's confidant. President Nangong is young now and has to rely on us veterans in many things." Director Zhou said very sensually.
While talking, the door was pushed open and the waiter started serving. After all the dishes were served, the waiter finally brought a bottle of top-quality liquor worth more than 100,000 yuan.
"We don't seem to order this white bar!" Liao Zhijun frowned.
The waiter smiled and said, "Sir, this is a special gift from our manager, and all your consumption today will be exempted from orders. Our manager and President Nangong will come to toast you later!"
What? Free order?
The restaurant manager and the Nangong President are still coming to toast?
Everyone in the room was dumbfounded, only Xiao He felt helpless. It seemed that he could not escape Nangong Yue this time.
Song Yuanshan's eyes lit up and reacted first, and said in an almost flattering tone: "Director Zhou, you are so proud! Even President Nangong would come to toast when he heard that you were here."
He naturally attributed all this to Director Zhou. In addition to Director Zhou having a relationship with the restaurant and Nangong Yue, who could let Nangong Yue come to toast?
Although Liao Zhijun suspected Xiao He for a moment, this idea was quickly thrown out of his mind. Xiao He only had a membership card, and he probably didn't receive such attention from President Nangong!
Director Zhou was first embarrassed, and then he accepted it calmly with a smile, "Hahaha, Nangong Yue in Jinsheng Group is my niece. Isn't it natural for a niece to toast my uncle?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll wait a moment, please ask Director Zhou, you can recommend President Nangong for me!"
Song Yuanshan is just a nouveau riche who started his career in real estate just a few years ago. He is incomparable to a real family like Nangong Yue. He is trying to enter the upper class.
"I mean, this is my thing!" Director Zhou agreed.
At this time, Liao Zhijun got up and poured a glass of wine for everyone, "Come on, let's give Director Zhou a glass!"
Song Yuanshan and Guo Zi followed closely behind and picked up the wine glass, but Xiao He sat aside and ate the dishes, without any intention of serving wine.
Song Yuanshan frowned. Unexpectedly, this boy was so invisible, and Director Zhou's face became very ugly.
Liao Zhijun quickly winked at Xiao He and said, "Xiao He, let's accompany Director Zhou to have a drink."
"Sorry, I'll drive later." Xiao He said as if nothing had happened.
Everyone could hear the casualness in his tone, and Director Zhou could no longer hold back. "Bang!" He slammed the wine glass hard on the table. He was praised so high by several people just now, but now this poor boy is actually
If he dares not give him face, how can he get out of Taiwan?
Song Yuanshan was afraid that Xiao He would offend Director Zhou, and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, don't be ungrateful, do you know if you are not a classmate of Zhijun, you are even qualified to drink with me at the same table as us.
No."
"A loser dares to throw a tantrum, what's your mother apart?"
He scolded Xiao He without hesitation, on the one hand, to let Xiao He know his weight, and on the other hand, to use this to flatter Director Zhou, so that he would not be so angry.
Liao Zhijun didn't want to embarrass Xiao He, so he said again: "Xiao He, Director Zhou is a big shot in Jincheng. Making friends with him will be good for you. At worst, you can call him a designated driver! Come and treat Director Zhou with a cup."
"Haha, let me toast him, he is not qualified."
Xiao He was not targeting Liao Zhijun, but he had long been unhappy with Song Yuanshan and Director Zhou. One was picky at him and the other was coquettish and coaxed the train to run the train. Xiao He didn't want to spoil these people.
Director Zhou was furious: "What? How dare you say I'm not qualified."
"Then tell me, what are your abilities?"
Xiao He picked up a chopstick dish for himself and said lightly: "I have no ability either. I used to be delivered by Jincheng."
"Hahaha!" Director Zhou laughed out loud, "Boy, it's right to be young and frivolous, but it's stupid to be shameless."
"You, a waste who delivers food, dare to say that I am not qualified. Song Yuanshan, your social circle is too low-level! Even the delivery guy is embarrassed to let him sit at the same table with me. You are simply insulting me!"
Seeing that Director Zhou was really angry, Song Yuanshan quickly scolded: "Boy, get out of here, you are not welcome."
Xiao He wiped his mouth and said word by word: "What should I get out of here, you guys!"