The fat dragon stared at Guo Yang unhurriedly, carefully wiping his hands, as if he had been stained with some unbearable filth. After a long time, Guo Yang nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then casually crumpled the used meal paper into a ball and threw it into the paper basket under the table.

Guo Yang turned around and gave Gao Lan a slightly calm look, then turned his head and looked at the fat dragon with an indifferent expression.

The fat dragon's eyes stared at Guo Yang like a poisonous snake, and the slap just now can be described as a great shame in his life, and Guo Yang's behavior of wiping his hands is undoubtedly a humiliation to the fat dragon.

At this time, Feilong only felt that his left face was not only hot and painful, but also a little tight, and even the vision of his left eye became narrow, and he suddenly realized that his cheek should be swollen. Thinking of this, anger once again flooded the fat dragon's eyes, his chest rose and fell violently, panting heavily, and his right hand, which had been hanging down, also trembled a little.

Obviously, the fat dragon's sanity was on the verge of collapse, but he gritted his teeth and said fiercely in a voice squeezed out of his teeth: "TMD! The stinky boy dares to bluff in front of me!"

The fat dragon said, beckoning his horses with one hand, and continued: "Give it to me! Beat me! Kill me!" As soon as the fat dragon's voice fell, the horses behind him stepped forward one after another, looking eager to try.

At this moment, the yellow-haired young man squeezed out of the crowd and said anxiously, "Everyone first...... Wait a minute...... Don't do it yet. Saying that, the yellow-haired young man came to Feilong's side and looked at him with a trembling face.

The yellow-haired youth's words interrupted the fat dragon's arrangement, making him very unhappy in his heart. But this yellow hair has been with Feilong for some days, and he has won his trust, and he is usually not a targeted person.

Seeing that the person who spoke was Huang Mao, and he had an anxious face, and his eyes glanced at Guo Yang from time to time, Fei Long was puzzled, so he pressed his temperament and wanted to hear what he was going to say.

"Huang Mao, let go of a fart, don't TM mother-in-law!" After the fat dragon finished speaking, he saw Huang Mao swallow a mouthful of saliva, made a smile to Guo Yang that was more ugly than crying, and then lay on the fat dragon's ear.

I saw Huang Mao lying on his stomach and whispering in the fat dragon's ear, although Guo Yang didn't know what they were talking about, but judging from Huang Mao's performance, he seemed to know himself.

Guo Yang had been observing Feilong's expression, and he didn't know what Huang Mao was saying to him, but he saw Feilong's face change from impatient, and he suddenly collapsed and became a little confused.

The fat dragon turned his head to look Guo Yang up and down, then looked past Guo Yang, glanced at Gao Lan, and cautiously asked Huang Mao, "What you said is true?"

Hearing the fat dragon's words, Huang Mao nodded vigorously. Seeing Huang Mao like this, the fat dragon stared, still looking incredulous, but at this moment, the anger on his body was gone, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

If what Huang Mao said is correct, then he can be regarded as a stall today.

Huang Mao's words are still echoing in his mind: "Brother Feilong, these two can't move, if I'm not mistaken, one of them is Guo Yang, the chairman of the Ai Bing Group in Northern Province, and the other is Gao Lan, the chairman of the Gaolan Fund. ”

At the press conference of Huaxia City on the same day, the characters of the three religions and nine streams in Shenzhen City were basically all there, such a big project, anyone wants to get a piece of the pie, although Longshenghe cannot be on the stage, can not directly participate in the specific construction of Huaxia City.

However, it has some shady cooperation with many companies present. Speaking of it in Shenzhen, the bosses of these companies are also people in the circle, and Huang Kunhai of Huang's company is still a brother who has worshipped him.

Because of this relationship, the cannon head was also brought to the scene of the reception. The cannon head has a bad background, of course, he likes this occasion to highlight his identity the most.

Feilong didn't attend with his boss because he wanted to watch the scene that day, but it was this yellow hair who was the driver of the gun head that day.

In the roast goose shop, the atmosphere was a little condensed for a while, and the fat dragon looked at Guo Yang with a cloudy face, carefully weighing what Huang Mao had just said in his heart.

Now that the anger in Feilong's heart has completely dissipated, it doesn't matter what dignity or face, if Guo Yang thinks at this time, as long as he can raise his noble hand and let him go, Feilong can even stretch out the other half of his face, and it doesn't matter if Guo Yang slaps him again.

Although Guo Yang didn't know exactly what Huang Mao said to Feilong, he couldn't help but feel a little funny when he looked like he was riding a tiger now.

At this moment, a rapid mobile phone ringtone interrupted the temporary silence in the roast goose shop. The fat dragon, who was at a loss, was startled by this voice, and hurriedly rummaged through his mobile phone.

Feilong looked at the number on the mobile phone screen, his face fell again, his fingers trembled a little and pressed the answer button, and before he could put it to his ear, he heard the boss's angry roar on the phone.

Guo Yang looked at Feilong with interest, nodded and said something on the phone, Feilong was speaking Cantonese at this time, Guo Yang didn't quite understand what he was talking about, but it was certain that he was being reprimanded now, because of the voice on the other end of the phone, Guo Yang could hear it from a few meters away.

After a few minutes, Feilong took the phone from his ear, handed it to Guo Yang with both hands, and said with a sad face: "Mr. Guo, our boss wants to say a few words to you." ”

Hearing Feilong's words, Guo Yang raised his eyebrows, with a somewhat playful smile on his face, and said jokingly: "Your boss, who is it?" Brother Feilong, I said that you can't fight yet, don't you still want to take her away?" Guo Yang said and pointed to Gao Lan behind him.

Guo Yang's words made Feilong even more embarrassed, but if Guo Yang didn't answer the phone, his boss would be even more difficult to explain, and this one in front of him was the God of Wealth.

Thinking of this, Feilong had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Mr. Guo, don't be a small pastime, it's all a misunderstanding, our boss said, in order to make up for our mistakes, we can try our best to meet any requirements." ”

"Oh, well, turn on the hands-free. Hearing Feilong say this, Guo Yang became a little interested.

Hearing Guo Yang's command, Feilong let out a sigh of relief, hurriedly turned on the speakerphone of the phone, and held the phone in front of him.

"Hey, I'm Guo Yang. Guo Yang whispered into the phone in Feilong's hand.

"Oh, Mr. Guo, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I'm really sorry, the little ones below are not sensible, and they have swept away you and Miss Gao's interest, I apologized to you on their behalf, and I will teach them a good lesson when they come back......" The accent of the cannon head was very strong, and the speed of speech was a little fast, although Guo Yang understood what he meant, but he still couldn't help frowning.

"You are Long Shenghe's cannon head?" Guo Yang interrupted the cannon head in an impatient tone.

The gushing of the cannon head was abruptly interrupted, and he fell into a brief silence. In the heart of the cannon head at this moment, the first thought was that Guo Yang, this kid, should be embarrassed!

Don't you understand the truth that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake on the ground? Not to mention that he has already taught the fat dragon a lesson in front of him, and he has to make inches of progress, right? What's more, how many people dare to talk to themselves like this on the acre and three-point land of Shenzhen City?