Shangri-La Hall.

Brilliant lights, lavishly decorated with extravagance, huge crystal chandeliers, blooming with a soft and brilliant light.

In the center of the hall, Qin Hao stood in the middle and looked at the other side for a long time.

Wang Qiang, who was swollen into a pig's head, looked stunned and stunned, and looked at Qin Hao in a daze.

The smile on Bai Hao's face hadn't fully bloomed before he was choked back by Qin Hao's words, and he still had a little proud smile on his face, which was very embarrassing.

The others looked at Qin Hao with a confused expression.

Shocked, surprised, strange, sluggish, joking, sarcastic, and so on.

"Good, good, good. Bai Hao was extremely angry, his face was blue and red, and he finally said three good words in a row, and his voice was low, revealing endless resentment and viciousness.

Who is he Bai Hao?

The heir of the Bai family in Jiangcheng, the future helmsman of the Bai Group, with billions of assets, and even a hot figure in China in the future, is destined to be a real dragon who is famous all over the world.

Today, such a real dragon-like figure is openly satirized.

What's even more hateful is that he Bai Hao has always regarded people as ants, and he is such an ant-like person who fell into her Bai Hao's face.

He, Bai Hao, when has he ever been so angry.

"Bai Shao!"

Wang Qiang reacted, his face turned the color of pig liver, and his voice was hoarse and low, with bloodthirsty desire.

"Bai Hao, Qin Hao doesn't know the severity of it, he offended you, I apologize to you on his behalf, and I ask you to expose it regardless of your past suspicions. ”

Zhao Bingbing's face was complicated, he glanced at Qin Hao, and stood up and said.

Anyway, Qin Hao was made by her, and she has the responsibility to protect Qin Hao's safety.

She had already made up her mind, as long as Bai Hao didn't make excessive demands, she was ready to agree to come down in exchange for Qin Hao's safe departure.

"You apologize on his behalf, ridiculous, get out of here! ”

Bai Hao originally had illusions about Zhao Bingbing, but when he heard Zhao Bingbing's words, the nameless fire in his heart rose to the sky, and he shouted angrily.

What kind of person is Zhao Bingbing, cold and arrogant, he would actually intercede for Qin Hao.

In Bai Hao's opinion, there is only one situation, and that is to be taken down by Qin Hao, the ant in front of him.

Thinking of this, he was even more annoyed that the woman he couldn't pursue was also taken down by him.

Fire on fire, hatred on revenge.

The prestige of the Bai family must not be damaged, otherwise, others still think that the Bai family is easy to bully, and everyone will come over and step on it, then it will be okay.

"Hmph. ”

Wang Qiang and Lin Meng'er stood quietly aside, calmly looking at the field, their hearts full of joy.

"Hey, Fat Wang, within three minutes, roll me to the Shangri-La Hall. ”

Bai Hai took out the phone, pulled out a number, and shouted.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a big belly ran over, his face flushed with tiredness, and he couldn't breathe.

"Bai Shao, what do you command?"

Wang Fatzi ran to Bai Hao's side, panting in his mouth, with a flattering smile on his face.

This is the eldest young man of the Bai family, the famous rich second generation in Jiangcheng.

If that's all, forget it, so that Wang Fatzi won't be so careful and laugh.

After all, to be able to become the manager of Shangri-La Hotel, Wang Fatzi's connections should not be underestimated.

What's more, the Bai family is also one of the shareholders of Shangri-La and the boss of the white fat man, which is what makes him respectful.

"How do you manage the hotel, this poor boy can't even afford to eat a lobster, but he can get in, do you want to do it as a manager?"

Bai Hao pointed at Wang Fatzi, spit flying, and said hatefully.

"Yes, yes, yes, this is my negligence, Bai Hao rest assured, I will take care of it. ”

Wang Fatzi nodded like pounding garlic, and said again and again.

Immediately, Wang Fatzi turned around, looked at Qin Hao arrogantly, and said contemptuously, "Boy, did you hear it, you are not welcome here, get out quickly, people like you are dining here, it is simply lowering the identity of the guest." ”

Wang Fatzi shook his fat head and said word by word.

"I invited him, and I have the money to pay the bills. ”

Zhao Bingbing stood up and said.

"You have paid the bill, naturally you are our guest, but he is not qualified, either he goes out or invites you to go out together. ”

Wang Fatzi squinted his eyes and said coldly.

"You ......"

Rao is Zhao Bingbing, known as the iceberg, was also stomped by anger.

Around, no one spoke, and fools knew that jumping out at this time was the real bird, and it was clear that he wanted to go against Bai Hao.

Who would dare?

"You don't even check, just let me out, it's not very decent. ”

Qin Hao glanced at Wang Fatzi and said lightly.

"Hmph, just you, a hillbilly, have been in the same class for three years, and I still don't know what kind of virtue you are. ”

Wang Qiang spat at the mouth and said with a sneer.

"It's just that I don't have money, and I still learn to cling to the upper class, which is really shameless. ”

Lin Meng'er rubbed her head on the side and said contemptuously.

"Please!"

With a wave of Wang Fatzi's hand, two security guards stepped forward and stared at him.

As long as Qin Hao dares to say half a word, he will definitely be suppressed by the thunder and directly pressed out.

In the Shangri-La Hotel, no one has ever dared to be presumptuous, even those top rich second generations, they are quite fearful.

"As far as I know, there should be shares of Sihai Group here, I don't know if my card can be used?"

Qin Hao's voice was calm, and under the gaze of everyone, he took out a purple gold card from his pocket.

It was the one given by Mo Sihai.

As early as when he entered the door, he noticed that there was the logo of Sihai Group here.

Mo Sihai said that this card has discounts under the Sihai Group, and I don't know if it will work.

With Mo Sihai's identity, he shouldn't tell lies, right?

"This is the Zijin card of Sihai Group. ”

In the crowd, someone exclaimed, recognizing the origin of this card.

"Zijin card, my God, I spend millions of dollars under Sihai Group every year, and I only get a silver card. ”

A man with a fat head and big ears said that he was the general manager of a company.

"Cut, I spend tens of millions every year, and it's just a gold card. ”

Next to him, a young man said.

Someone recognized that this was the heir of a big family in Jiangcheng, with hundreds of millions of family assets.

"Forehead ......"

Seeing the Zijin card, Wang Fatzi's eyes were straight, his mouth was open enough to stuff a fist, and his eyes showed horror.

This is a purple gold card, rummaging through the entire Jiangcheng, and there are only a few of them, all of which are in the hands of the top people in Jiangcheng.

"What!"

Seeing Qin Hao's purple gold card, Bai Hao's fists clenched, his forehead twitched, and his lungs were about to explode.

The hillbilly and poor boy in his mouth actually have a purple gold card.

Even if the Bai family owns the shares of Shangri-La, he is not eligible to have a Zijin card, so the head of the Bai family has one in his hand.

It's like a rich man laughing at a poor beggar, who knows, in the blink of an eye, the poor beggar will write a check, which is worth the rich man's entire property.

What a slap in the face.