Chapter 1812 - Extreme Face Slap!

"Let Zhao Haoran of the Zhao family come over and see me immediately!"

As soon as Xu Le's words came out, everyone was immediately surprised!

The Zhao family in Yanjing is one of the major families in Yanjing, although strictly speaking, they are just a third-rate family, but in any case, since they can gain a foothold in Yanjing, and they have entered the sequence of "family" and become a wealthy family, it is enough to prove that the Zhao family is strong, and ordinary people will never be able to provoke the Zhao family, such as the arrogant and domineering so-called Northwest Coal Mine King Hao Liancheng in front of him, he can call the wind and rain outside, but in front of the Zhao family, he has to be an honest pug!

He is rich, but what if he is rich? In these years, being rich cannot be compared with being powerful, and the major families are the big people who really hold power in the inner circle, even if Hao Liancheng is worth hundreds of millions, he still has to come to the Zhao family.

Even, even though he sent a generous gift to the Zhao family, the Zhao family was still not willing to deal with him, a fat guy who was full of equal pay, and directly assigned him to Zhao Haoran's side with one rod.

Zhao Haoran is just a young son of the Zhao family, and the older generation of the Zhao family, who has a lot of power, is not willing to deign to entertain Hao Liancheng, and even Zhao Haoran disdains Hao Liancheng, but just sent a henchman to entertain Hao Liancheng.

After counting it in this way, you can know that Hao Liancheng, a guy who calls for wind and rain in the outside world and has a lot of money, is actually not bullshit in the eyes of major families.

There is only one reason, the Zhao family only needs one sentence to make Zhao Haoran's current hundreds of millions of family properties, as well as the company, collapse overnight, this is the power of the major families.

Money, for them, is nothing more than a number, nothing more.

But the problem is that Zhao Haoran, who has such a transcendent status, doesn't seem to be able to enter Xu Le's eyes at all.

This is not to be frightened!

Xu Le sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of red wine, took a puff of cigarette, and said lightly: "I don't want to repeat the same thing a second time! Aren't you Hao Liancheng Zhao Haoran's friend? Then let Zhao Haoran roll over to me immediately!"

In the middle of the field, there was silence and silence.

The young man who looked like a secretary looked at Xu Le, who had no fear, with a solemn face, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"

His meaning is very simple, if you Xu Le are bragging, then you can accept it when you see it, once Zhao Haoran of the Zhao family is really invited over, then tonight's matter is definitely not a trivial matter, it is two completely different concepts!

Xu Le pursed his lips and replied with a nonchalant expression: "Tell Zhao Haoran that I will only give him ten minutes! If it's too late, don't blame Lao Tzu for turning his face and being ruthless!"

The young man couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he was stunned on the spot = forced = !

He looked Xu Le up and down carefully with a suspicious face, he was a little suspicious, who was Xu Le, who was sacred, why was his tone so big?

After hesitating for a long time, he glanced at Hao Liancheng, who was covered in blood and embarrassed, and finally tentatively called Zhao Haoran.

……

After about ten minutes,

A shrill engine roar suddenly came, and it quickly approached!

After Xu Le and the others started, all the music in the bar had stopped, so everyone could hear it clearly.

At the same time, everyone has already realized that Zhao Haoran should have arrived!

Sure enough, Zhao Haoran broke in with a group of young people.

In fact, it is a coincidence, tonight Zhao Haoran was in a club not far away, playing with a few friends in the circle, he was drunk, and he was flirting with a few beautiful little sisters, and suddenly received a call from the young man who looked like a secretary, saying that Hao Liancheng had an accident here, and the other party did not forgive, and even the Zhao family was not afraid.

When Zhao Haoran heard this, he was immediately furious!

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, no matter how unbearable Hao Liancheng is, no matter how he can't get on the stage, but he is a guest of the Zhao family after all, Hao Liancheng was beaten, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Zhao family?

No, Zhao Haoran directly led people to kill him!

"Where are the people? I want to see which little rabbit cub on the ground of Yanjing is tired of life, and dares to ignore my Zhao family in his eyes like this? It's like eating the bear's heart and leopard gall! Get out of here!"

Xu Le sat on the sofa, holding a red wine glass in his left hand, took a sip, chuckled, and said, "Yo, Master Zhao, you really have a big breath!

Zhao Haoran drank a little too much, he glanced at Xu Le, and frowned slightly.

He always felt that he seemed to have seen Xu Le somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, he blinked vigorously, and Zhao Haoran said impatiently: "Boy, I seem to have seen you? Who are you? Forget it, I don't care where you jumped out of the earth leopard, Young Master Ben is very busy on weekdays, and there are many people who have come to visit Young Master Ben, which green onion are you!?"

Xu Le squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and followed Zhao Haoran's words, and continued: "Yes, who are you Zhao Haoran Zhao Dagongzi, but it's amazing, you are so angry, you look at people with your nostrils, right? Where can I Xu Le enter your magic eyes, right?"

Zhao Haoran laughed, hugged the little girl dressed in his arms, and said with a grin: "No, my Zhao family is a real big family, and I, Zhao Haoran, am the eldest son of the Zhao family, and my status is noble, so naturally I can't compare with you! Your name is Xu Le? I don't care what kind of music you are, in short, Lao Tzu tells you, you dare to look down on my Zhao family, you are dead! I, Zhao Haoran, will definitely let you ...... Forehead...... Let you ...... Huh?"

Halfway through the words, Zhao Haoran seemed to suddenly remember something, stammered, and couldn't say it anymore anyway.

He looked at Xu Le in a daze, stunned for a long time,

And then

His eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Xu Le, hold the grass! No wonder Lao Tzu feels familiar, it turns out that you are Xu Le!"

Xu Le sneered and said, "Hehe, I'm still a big boy of Zhao, the nobleman forgets things, he really doesn't know me Xu Le!"

"Whew!",

The cold sweat on Zhao Haoran's forehead fell, he looked at Xu Le in disbelief, he didn't dare to say a word, he didn't dare to pretend to be forced anymore, and he didn't dare to show off the prestige of his Zhao family anymore, his face was full of fear!

What is a slap in the face? It's definitely not a slap in the face, but a slap in the face, but along with the other party, always echoing him, praising him, and finally, letting himself slap his own face,

This is called the ultimate slap in the face! It definitely makes him more uncomfortable than slapping him in the face!

(End of chapter)