Chapter 237: The Old Man Reunites

Ou Dapeng suddenly found that he had overlooked a most critical point, and his eyes lit up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Even if Zheng Yichen really mixes well in the Central Hospital? What about a salary? After all, he is not a pathetic salaryman, but he is a big boss with a monthly income of hundreds of thousands!

"Humph! What about working in a tertiary hospital? Not the poor masses yet! In this banquet, Lao Tzu is the protagonist, watch me crush you to death with money! ā€

He instantly put on a confident smile again, and said loudly: "It seems that the wine is not enough, Huang Zhan, you go outside and ask the waiter to bring a few bottles of Louis XIII to satisfy everyone's cravings." ā€

His understatement couldn't hide his wealthy nature, Qiu Jiannan gasped and gave Ou Dapeng a thumbs up: "Brother Peng, you are so generous, Louis XIII, a bottle will cost at least 13,000!" Take a few bottles at once, and these bottles will be worth all the wine and food on the table! ā€

Ou Dapeng said nonchalantly: "What is money? Everyone finally met once tonight, and the most important thing is to be happy, come to a non-drunk and don't go home! ā€

His behavior of spending a lot of money to buy foreign wine was really effective, although those classmates did not try their best to pat themselves and compliment themselves as before, but from the way they looked at themselves, they could still see a little gratitude and envy.

Huang Zhan heard Ou Dapeng's order, of course he didn't dare to slack off, and was about to get up and leave his seat, Zheng Yichen, who was sitting on the side, pressed his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't bother you, I'll go over and ask someone to get wine, you just sit." ā€

After all, Huang Zhan's legs and feet are inconvenient, of course Zheng Yichen will not sit idly by, and he will take over the task of calling wine.

"This ......" Huang Zhan looked at Ou Dapeng, with some doubts and scruples.

Zheng Yichen stood up and asked Ou Dapeng: "Dapeng, it's inconvenient for the squad leader to walk, why don't you let me go and ask someone to bring wine, what do you think?" ā€

Ou Dapeng was happy all of a sudden: You kid actually took the initiative to be an errand runner for me, since you want to be cheap yourself, I have no reason not to give you a chance.

"No problem, you can go."

Ou Dapeng waved his hand, as if calling an inconspicuous fellow.

Zheng Yichen didn't pay attention to it, walked outside the door, and said to the black-clothed waiter standing outside: "Please take three more bottles...... Oh no, it's still four bottles, Louis XIII is here. ā€

The nouveau riche's money, there is no reason to help him save it, he doesn't drink it for nothing, the more money he spends, the more he feels that he has more face!

The waiter answered, pulled out a black walkie-talkie hanging from his back trouser pocket, and placed a wine list with the counter.

After Zheng Yichen finished his order, he was about to return, when a young girl passing by the corridor stopped and saw Zheng Yichen, with a look of surprise: "Hey, why are you?" ā€

Zheng Yichen looked at the woman and felt a little familiar, and then remembered that this person was the first time to come to the hotel for dinner, and the cheongsam girl who pretended to lose her mobile phone downstairs and asked for her phone number took the opportunity to ask for her phone number, and said with a smile: "I remember you, you are Zhou Wanyu." ā€

Zhou Wanyu looked disgusted: "You are really not interesting, and you won't tell me when you come to dinner." ā€

Zheng Yichen said embarrassedly: "I'm ...... I'm here for a class reunion, organized by someone else. ā€

Zhou Wanyu stomped her feet, looking angry, shy and cute: "That'...... That...... It's been more than half a year, why haven't I seen you call me? You obviously have my number. ā€

Zheng Yichen was even more embarrassed, thinking that this can't be relied on others, how can I remedy it?

Zhou Wanyu saw his helpless appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, don't make excuses, you are busy, I just met you, and it's normal to forget about me a long time ago." Well, a man as wonderful as you is like the brightest star in the night sky, so dazzling, so outstanding, there must be a lot of opposite-sex pursuits around you, you can still remember my name, I'm already very happy. ā€

Zheng Yichen sighed secretly in his heart, the five-star hotel is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a small waiter, can export chapters, listen to her meaning between the lines, she is like electricity, light, and the only myth, if you want more cows, you can have as many cows.

He could only defend himself: "Well, in fact, what you have seen is only the tip of the iceberg of my personal charm, so this kind of summary vocabulary, you can wait until you understand me deeply before saying it, and now you are too full, and you don't know how to praise me in the future." ā€

Zhou Wanyu said with a smile: "Next time I praise you, it is estimated that it will be half a year later, I still have more than half a year, don't be afraid!" ā€

After she finished speaking, she turned around elegantly, and the slit cheongsam revealed a slender snow-white thigh: "I'll go and be busy first, and we'll talk when I'm free, remember to call me next time I come here." ā€

Zheng Yichen only responded: "Certainly, definitely." ā€

The efficiency of the five-star hotel is really fast enough, and less than three minutes after placing the order, there are four waiters holding a Louis XIII foreign wine, walking into the wing, and the wine is scattered in an instant, just smelling the smell, it has smoked a large number of people.

He returned to the wing, sat back in his original seat, and talked with Huang Zhan, the atmosphere in the field was warm, staggered, talking and laughing, and finally there was a little festive picture of reunion after a long absence.

More than ten minutes later, the door of the wing room was opened again, and a middle-aged man with a capable face combing his back and hair, holding a bottle of Hennessy Richard in his hand, walked into the room with steady steps, looking left and right, as if looking for someone.

Ou Dapeng sat in the main seat, facing the gate, so whenever someone broke in, he could always notice it first.

At first glance, he had no impression of this middle-aged man, and he wanted to scold and reprimand this person for not having long eyes and trespassing into a private meeting place without permission.

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back, reined in the precipice, and Ou Dapeng finally saw clearly who the person who came in!

"It turned out to be such a master, it's good that I didn't open my mouth to scold, otherwise, I wouldn't want to eat here in the future."

He was anxious and afraid, so he put on a warm smile, greeted him, held the middle-aged man's hand, and shook it a few times: "Uncle Huang, why did you come to me?" ā€

The person who came was the manager of the White Swan Hotel: Huang Xinghan.

The last time he dealt with the matter of the US consulate officials, he did not hesitate to compromise and was forced to kneel for the sake of the hotel's reputation and future, mainly because Wilson's status was special, and if he was not careful, it would turn into an international dispute, so he was extremely passive in the handling of that matter.

In fact, Huang Xinghan is a person who is exquisite, can speak well, and in the fame and fortune circle of G City, his reputation is also very popular, and the bosses of some small businesses have to rely on him to have the opportunity to meet with the presidents of large enterprises and carry out cooperation projects.

It is no exaggeration to say that getting Huang Xinghan's words is worth a thousand gold!

Ou Dapeng's father, Ou Yi, was able to make a rapid career in the past few years, mainly because Huang Xinghan brought a few words in front of several CEOs, so that he had today's achievements.

When Ou Yi saw Huang Xinghan, he was respectful, if Ou Dapeng really scolded Huang Xinghan just now, which angered Huang Xinghan, it is estimated that Ou Yi would directly take a broom and sweep this stupid son who is not long-eyed out of the house.

Huang Xinghan was originally greeting the vice president of a state-owned enterprise, and suddenly received a report from Zhou Wanyu, knowing that Zheng Yichen was dining in the hotel, he hurriedly said a few words, ended the conversation, and left the confused vice president, and hurried to find Zheng Yichen.

Huang Xinghan's biggest shame in his life is that he knelt down, and the person who helped him wash away his shame was Zheng Yichen, therefore, in Huang Xinghan's mind, Zheng Yichen has an extraordinary status, and he can't see him on weekdays, but he finally heard that he came here, how could he not rush over to meet immediately?

Huang Xinghan saw Ou Dapeng salivating and holding his hand, his face was a little confused, he didn't know this person at all.

Ou Dapeng hurriedly reminded: "Uncle Huang, I, my father is Ou Yi. ā€

Huang Xinghan raised his eyebrows, only then did he have some impressions, smiled politely, and withdrew his palm: "It turned out to be a virtuous nephew, are you happy to eat?" ā€

Ou Dapeng saw that Huang Xinghan took the initiative to greet him, and he was so moved that he almost shed tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Open ...... Happy. ā€

He felt a little fluttering in his heart: I, Ou Dapeng, am really lucky, if I can take the opportunity to have a good relationship with Huang Xinghan, with his help, my pharmaceutical factory will definitely be able to expand its scale and make a lot of money......"

In Ou Dapeng's view, Huang Xinghan in front of him is no longer a person, he is simply a banknote printing machine that can walk!

Ou Dapeng noticed the wine in Huang Xinghan's hand, and his eyes lit up: "Hennessy Richard! One bottle can top five bottles of Louis XIII! ā€

He pointed to the bottle of wine: "Uncle Huang, you, you...... This bottle of wine is going to be sent to us to drink? ā€

Huang Xinghan said vaguely: "Well, you help me get it first, and I'll find someone." ā€

Ou Dapeng carefully took the bottle of wine, looking left and right, as if appreciating peerless antiques, this kind of top-grade foreign wine with a vintage, but not something that can be bought with money, it is generally placed on the counter as a treasure of the town, and it is already a great blessing to be able to hold it in your hand.

Zheng Yichen was overwhelmed by alcohol, had a splitting headache, was resting on the table, couldn't see his face clearly, and didn't notice Huang Xinghan's arrival.

In addition, the position where he was sitting was relatively remote, and Huang Xinghan couldn't see him for a while.

Finally looked at everyone's faces, but none of them could match the number, Huang Xinghan was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he knew that Zhou Wanyu would never fool himself with this matter, since she dared to say that Zheng Yichen was in this room, then he would definitely be there.

Huang Xinghan set his eyes on a few fish that had slipped through the net, walked to the drunk and unconscious people, woke them up one by one, and after seeing their faces, he shook his head and let them continue to sleep soundly.

Ou Dapeng took the wine, like an obedient little guy, followed behind Huang Xinghan, waiting for his dispatch at any time, he was puzzled, and he didn't understand what the meaning of Huang Xinghan's behavior was?