Fang Hao said calmly: "I understand, it's just to make our relationship public. Don't worry, my money will help others to eliminate disasters!"
"The best thing is that you just wait and see what happens and just come with me. Don't reveal where you work or what your background is. Otherwise, I'm fine. I'm just worried that you will get into trouble in the future."
Fang Hao raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid of everything except trouble."
"Haha, Fang Hao, I didn't tease you, but you are already thick-skinned." Wen Mengji looked at Fang Hao with a half-smile.
Fang Hao's face darkened, and he hurriedly said to himself: Bear it, bear it! When you get the chance, you must let this bitch know that you will regret it if you dare to tease me.
Entering the depths of the club, there was someone specifically guiding him. Fang Hao saw that there were many guards along the way. It was obvious that this gathering seemed to be very strict and secretive.
When Fang Hao entered the venue, there was a look of surprise in his eyes. The venue was very grand and luxurious, and there were many people inside.
When Fang Hao and Wen Mengji came in, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them. Fang Hao glanced around casually and found that these people were looking at him with a bit of doubt. What made Fang Hao even more frightened was,
It turned out that most of the people looked at me with extremely unkind eyes, as if I was their enemy.
I suddenly became wary, feeling that this hour might not pass easily.
Zhou Jinghui was wearing a Tang suit, his hair was all gray, and he had a charitable expression on his face. If you just looked at him, it would be difficult to connect him with the oldest boss in the underground world of Zhonghai City.
To Fang Hao, he felt that this old man was just a wealthy man, and he didn't look like a gangster at all.
On the other hand, there was an old man with some gray hair standing next to Zhou Jinghui, but he was majestic. This old guy was Wen Mengji's father, Fourth Master Wen!
When the old man saw Fang Hao and Wen Mengji, he immediately smiled and waved to Wen Mengji.
Walking over, before Fourth Master Wen introduced him, Zhou Jinghui smiled kindly and said, "This should be the fourth son's daughter, right?"
"Hello, Mr. Zhou." Wen Mengji looked indifferent, but also gave a slight greeting.
Fang Hao, who was standing next to Wen Mengji at this moment, glanced at Wen Mengji unexpectedly and found that Ze Niu actually exuded a touch of domineering air at this moment, and indeed had the aura of a heroine.
Fourth Master Wen burst out laughing and said, "Yes, this is my daughter. I ask you, Lao Zhou, to take good care of her in the future."
Zhou Jinghui's eyes were deep and he had a smile on his face: "Fourth brother, you are just laughing at me. Who doesn't know that Qingyi Society is one of the three major societies in Zhonghai City, and it still needs the care of an old man like me."
"Old Zhou, what you said is not to destroy our Qingyi Society." Fourth Master Wen chuckled.
"I'm too lazy to talk to you about this. By the way, who is the young man next to me?" Zhou Jinghui looked at Fang Hao.
Fang Hao seemed to be a different person at this moment. He smiled in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and said in a very natural tone: "Hello, Mr. Zhou, junior Fang Hao, I have met Mr. Zhou."
"Well, the young man is quite polite. Yes, fourth brother, Fang Hao came here with your daughter. Could it be that he is your son-in-law?" Zhou Jinghui nodded slightly to Fang Hao, then looked at Fourth Master Wen.
Mr. Wen’s face was rosy. He had not been so happy in many years. He had come to participate every time in the past years, but today was the first time that he felt that his back could be straightened!
"Yes, this is indeed my son-in-law." Fourth Master Wen had some pride on his face. While speaking, he glanced at some people not far away.
"Oh? Congratulations to you then. When are the wedding receptions going to be held?" Zhou Jinghui smiled all over his face and reached out to wipe the inside of his Tang suit.
Immediately, Fang Hao was dumbfounded. Zhou Jinghui actually took out two red envelopes. Fang Hao was slightly stunned. Even Wen Mengji looked weird.
"Your father and I are brothers, and I am very happy to see young people like you getting married. I haven't prepared any gifts. You can keep these two small red envelopes as a token of appreciation from me, old Zhou." Zhou Jinghui said with a kind face.
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Seeing that Fang Hao and Wen Mengji didn't know whether to accept it or not, Fourth Master Wen immediately reached out and took the red envelope from Zhou Jinghui, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you, an old guy, are quite thoughtful."
"You guys, you mentioned my nickname again." Zhou Jinghui laughed.
The group of people standing in a very harmonious circle, Fang Hao noticed that the relationship between Fourth Master Wen and Zhou Jinghui seemed to be really good, and it didn't seem like they were faking it.
At this moment, a man with a scar on his face and a fierce look walked over and said with a big smile: "Who do I think is here? It can make everyone in Zhonghai City look at you. It turns out it's you, a little girl."
Already."
Fang Hao observed that after this man arrived, except for Zhou Jinghui, Fourth Master Wen and Wen Mengji's expressions turned cold. Fang Hao instantly guessed that this man might be an enemy rather than a friend of Wen Mengji.
Sure enough, Wen Mengji's face turned cold, and her narrow eyes narrowed slightly with a cold light: "Who did I think was here? It turns out to be you, this sick cat."
The scarred man sneered twice: "You're really good at talking, but I don't know if you, a bitch, are good at bed skills. How about we give it a try another day?"
"It seems that you are tired of living and are looking for death, aren't you?!" Wen Mengji's domineering aura emerged spontaneously and her momentum was astonishing.
The man with the scar was not an easy person, and he smiled coldly: "It seems you don't have this ability anymore, but either I look down on you, or if you and your father come together, I can crush you to death with one finger, haha,
But it’s not appropriate to see blood at Mr. Zhou’s banquet.”
After saying that, the scarred man left very arrogantly, glancing at Fang Hao when he left.
Fang Hao's expression was natural, with a vague smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Jinghui said calmly: "You young people, all of you have bad tempers."
Fourth Master Wen has been silent just now, because he feels that his daughter is now the boss of Qingyi Society. Of course, his daughter must deal with it by herself. Otherwise, if he wants Fourth Master Wen to come forward for such a trivial matter, it can only mean that Wen
Meng Ji cannot bear the big responsibility.
Zhou Jinghui said a few words and then left to greet the guests elsewhere.
Fourth Master Wen said calmly: "The boss of the Blood Tiger Clan is getting more and more arrogant. Have you thought of a way to deal with it?"
Wen Mengji said calmly: "No."
Fourth Master Wen frowned and said, "I'm worried about you being like this."
Wen Mengji raised her eyebrows with murderous intent on her face: "You don't need to worry. As long as this sick cat dares to show its claws on my territory, I will chop off as many as it can."
"Since you have the courage, I won't interfere too much with you, but you must pay attention to safety at all times."
After Fourth Master Wen finished speaking, he looked at Fang Hao and smiled sincerely: "Xiao Fang, you must protect Meng Ji well from now on. This is a man's responsibility."
Fang Hao smiled slightly: "That's natural, I won't let anyone hurt her."
Although he said this, Fang Hao was thinking in his heart, your daughter is so strong, who can touch her! (To be continued)