As soon as these words came out, there was also a little doubt in the hearts of the onlookers, after all, this matter is a bit too coincidental, and it is a little unbelievable to say that this is not a bureau.

Wen Ye was a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't explain it immediately, but a young man in his twenties standing next to him quit, and pointed to the young man in the flower shirt quite angrily and said: "Don't fucking fart! My grandfather cares about your broken money? Don't look at your own identity? Even if your mayor sees my grandfather, he has to respectfully shout Teacher, what are you?"

When Wen Ye heard his grandson say this, his face turned dark at the moment, and he scolded: "How did you speak?"

Wen Qiqian heard his grandfather's scolding, muttered, but didn't dare to refute anything, silently retreated behind him, just now he didn't agree with Wen Ye to stand up, and now he was scolded by Wen Ye, he didn't have a little resentment in his heart, it was impossible.

Wen Ye turned his head slightly and looked at his grandson, he scolded him not because he felt that he stood up to speak for him, and it was a bit too much to pull out the tiger skin of the mayor, but the rough words in his mouth made him uncomfortable to listen to.

He is a retired professor and has done a lifetime of education work, speaking and doing things, natural and elegant, but his grandson has followed his father who has been doing business since he was a child, lacks discipline, behaves in style, and is like a gentleman, and has not inherited his bookish temperament at all.

Just now, everyone who was still suspicious of Wen Ye and Zhao Ziqiao and Zhao Guohui was doing the game, when they heard Wen Qiqian's words, they gasped in their hearts, just Wen Ye's identity, who is enough for him to end up in person?

Thinking of the doorway, everyone turned their eyes to the young man in the flower shirt almost synchronously, and most of them wanted to see what this dead boy had to say.

The young man in the flower shirt is also sweating at the moment, doesn't he just want to find some protection for himself according to the situation? Why did he just blow up such a behemoth when he didn't see any small fish or shrimp in a cannon battle?

Secretly swallowing his saliva, the young man in the flower shirt saw that the familiar face in the crowd was still there, he stabilized his mind, if that person ran away directly after hearing Wen Ye's identity, he would definitely not stay for another second.

"Old man, I'm sorry! I don't know your identity, I'm abrupt of you!" The young man in the flower shirt respectfully walked over and apologized to Wen Ye, he didn't leave now, he just slapped his swollen face and became fat, if he left directly, it would undoubtedly be just to pull hatred for himself, and he apologized now, even if Wen Ye didn't accept it, he also had three points of room for relaxation.

Wen Ye snorted inaudibly, glanced at the young man in the flower shirt, and asked lightly, "Can I be this notary now?"

The young man in the flower shirt swallowed his saliva again and again, nodded busily, and said, "Of course you can! I naturally believe in you!"

Such a great god can't be a notary, who is qualified to be a notary?

The onlookers saw the appearance of the young man in the flower shirt, and laughed with some contempt, but this situation, if it were themselves, might also be ridiculed.

Wen Ye saw that the young man in the flower shirt took the initiative to hand over the money to a waiter, so he turned to Zhao Ziqiao and said, "Young man, you can start your business." ”

Zhao Ziqiao shook his head with some sighs, he used to just know that Wen Ye was a rich old man, but now when he heard someone introduce him like this, he suddenly felt that life was too unpredictable.

The mayor's teacher?

It seems that this is the person with the biggest background that Zhao Ziqiao has met in his short life of more than 20 years!

Zhao Ziqiao sighed in his heart, but Zhao Guohui immediately arranged for someone to go into the kitchen to work, and at the same time bowed slightly to Wen Ye and Wen Qiqian, and led the two of them to sit at the table on the side with a smile.

Seeing Zhao Guohui's appearance, Zhao Ziqiao was stunned, this was the first time he had seen Zhao Guohui so flattering, and all kinds of feelings in his heart suddenly turned over.

When he saw Zhao Guohui and Wen Qiqian, who had just met, showing smiling faces, Zhao Ziqiao smiled a little self-deprecatingly, he still hadn't really gotten rid of the glass heart of a college graduate!

Zhao Guohui's somewhat utilitarian move is really understandable, mixed in society, who doesn't have a little busy with small things? Making friends with upper-class people is naturally making good karma for themselves and paving the way for their future life, maybe one day there will be a time to beg others, and after Zhao Ziqiao graduated, he basically did not crawl in the society, and there is naturally a bit of purity in the ivory tower in his mentality.

Wen Ye saw that Zhao Ziqiao was still standing in place, so he smiled and beckoned to him, the reason why he would stand up as this notary is not to figure Zhao Ziqiao or anything, but to be a little curious about Zhao Ziqiao.

At the beginning, he bought the dog's head gold in Zhao Ziqiao's hand, and Zhao Ziqiao was just a decent appearance in his impression, although Zhao Ziqiao said that there might be doghead gold for sale, but it was not worth hearing that the industry stood up when there was an obvious conflict between the two sides, but Zhao Ziqiao was very confident and took out 10,000 yuan to bet with others, and he was very confident, but it made him curious, what kind of loach can make Zhao Ziqiao so confident?

Anyone who can have this kind of self-confidence and conceited attitude is definitely not an ordinary person! Wen Ye does not dare to say that he is 100% accurate in looking at people, but from the experience that he has taught all his life, people who do great things often have something in common!

And Zhao Ziqiao can let him see this!

"Xiao Zhao, are you sure?" Wen Ye beckoned Zhao Ziqiao over and asked with a smile, like an elder chatting with a junior at will.

"No problem, Wen Lao. Zhao Ziqiao replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, the two of them had left a phone call, so they naturally knew their names, if they hadn't Wen Qiqian pointed out Wen Ye's identity, Zhao Ziqiao might have been a lot more casual.

Wen Ye could hear something from Zhao Ziqiao's name for him, but he didn't break it, pointed to his grandson next to him and said, "This is my grandson, Wen Qiqian." You are all the same age, and you can connect more in the future. ”

When Zhao Ziqiao heard Wen Ye say that name, he almost subconsciously looked over, Wen Qiqian, this name is really too personal!

However, when Wen Qiqian's gaze and Zhao Ziqiao's gaze met, Zhao Ziqiao violently withdrew his gaze, his actions just now were really a little rude.

Wen Qiqian didn't care about Zhao Ziqiao's look just now, or he was already immune, after all, since he was a child, this name has followed him, and whenever anyone hears his name, they will have a little strange eyes on him.

"Hello. Wen Qiqian said to Zhao Ziqiao without being salty, there is no meaning of deep friendship, after all, in his eyes, the level of Zhao Ziqiao, Zhao Guohui and others seems to be too low.

Zhao Ziqiao nodded at Wen Qiqian, even if he knew him, he also saw Wen Qiqian's coldness, and he didn't have Zhao Guohui's kind of means, so he didn't stick to his face.

Wen Ye didn't say anything when he saw the two of them, he was just a little more curious about Zhao Ziqiao now, and he didn't regard Zhao Ziqiao as a junior to be promoted, so he naturally wouldn't say anything.

Xu knew that his boss and others were fighting outside, and the chef in the back kitchen quickly made a bowl of loach soup with quality and quantity, and as the waiter came up with the dishes, a fragrance also wafted out.

"It smells so good!"

"Is this loach soup? Why does it smell so good? It makes me want to eat it. ”

"It's kind of interesting!"

"This smells good, but I don't know how it tastes?"

As the waiter brought the loach soup, the onlookers expressed their opinions one after another, and their eyes moved with the rotation of the loach soup.

The young man in the flower shirt also smelled this fragrance, if he hadn't smelled karma, he might still have tattooed two sentences, but with Wenye present, he was the most silent one in the group.

When Zhao Guohui saw that the loach soup was ready, he immediately smiled and gave Wen Ye and Wen Qiqian a pair of chopsticks and a spoon, and asked them to taste it first.

Wen Ye took the chopsticks and spoon, and was not polite, and took the lead in picking up a loach, this dish really made him a little greedy.

Looking at the sandwiched loach, the action of smelling karma is also slightly sluggish, the size of this loach is really not small, but from the appearance, it feels not unusual, the taste smells fragrant, but from the point of view of appearance, Wenye also feels that there may not be too many unusual places.

"It's delicious!"

Before Wen Ye could put his mouth down, a voice sounded beside him, and the excitement in the voice was difficult to hide, so that Wen Ye almost put the chopsticks and spoons directly on the table, and turned around to give his grandson a popping chestnut.

It's a shame to be loud!

Haven't eaten?

"What are you shouting, don't you know if this is a public place?" Wen Ye said to Wen Qiqian with a slight displeasure.

Wen Qiqian didn't care about the displeasure in Wen Ye's tone at all, and hurriedly said to Wen Ye: "Grandpa, taste it, it's so delicious!"

Wen Ye saw Wen Qiqian's attitude, his expression also changed slightly, Wen Qiqian sometimes, it was really not pleasing to him, but there was a little Wen Ye who could proudly say that his grandson's filial piety to him was not said.

"Really delicious?"

Wen Qiqian didn't speak, and directly used his actions to show whether this loach was delicious or not.

Seeing Wen Qiqian snorting a loach like a noodle, Wen Ye was also a little crying and laughing, he really didn't seem to have seen his grandson so out of shape for a bite.

"Is it really so delicious?" I just heard Wen Qiqian's shout, and now I saw Wen Qiqian's movements, and some onlookers couldn't help but be puzzled.

If it weren't for Wen Qiqian and Wen Ye who vaguely indicated their identities at the beginning, everyone would think that Wen Ye and Wen Qiqian were invited by Zhao Guohui and Zhao Ziqiao.

"Are these two really trusted?" suddenly someone in the crowd said something, and the people around him immediately looked over to him.

This man will offend people when he says this!

Seeing everyone's eyes coming, the person who spoke just now stretched out his hand and pointed directly forward.

Everyone followed his gaze and immediately understood why he said this, it really looked like it!

Wen Ye closed his eyes and cocked his mouth, his face was full of expressions of enjoyment, and even the wrinkles seemed to have been smoothed out.