Chapter Eighty-Seven: Within Three Days, You Must Roll
Huang Youwei also stood up.
Although he really wanted to have dinner with Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou didn't agree.
Old man Han went to invite someone over like this, what if he was always angry?
A good dog leg should devote 99% of his mind to currying down with his master.
"Old man, no need."
Huang Youwei spoke: "Let's eat first, hurry up and finish eating, I have other things." ”
"Oh, good."
The old man didn't insist.
It was Huang Youwei who wanted Zhou Yuan to come over, and it was Huang Youwei who didn't let Zhou Yuan come over now.
The old man is a face-saving person, although he is displeased, but in the face of the thighs of the future, he has to be patient.
The four of them were seated again.
Huang Youwei simply ordered a few dishes, and his mind flew to the next dinner at ten o'clock.
"Mr. Han, if you have anything to do, just say it." Huang Youwei took the initiative to speak.
"Mr. Huang, it's really fine."
The old man smiled dryly: "However, if there is something to say, it is about the sales of our Baida shop, I heard, it seems to be a purchase restriction?" ”
Purchase limit?
Huang Youwei was stunned for a moment.
Baida stores are hot, and he knows this.
But regarding the purchase limit, Mr. Zhou has no instructions for the time being.
And Huang Youwei was stunned, in the old man's opinion, the effect was different.
Baida purchase limit, is it so strict?
Even Mr. Huang can't make the decision, or is it embarrassing?
"Hehe, Mr. Huang, in fact, I just asked casually, so you didn't hear it."
The old man saw that Huang Youwei was embarrassed, so it was naturally not good to continue to dwell on this topic.
Anyway, hug Baida's thighs first.
"Ah, about the purchase restriction, it's not easy for me to make the decision."
Huang Youwei knows it well.
The reason why the Han family has risen rapidly in recent times, and even won the contracts of the other three of the four major families, why?
Relying on, it's not Mr. Zhou's east wind?
Regarding the purchase limit, Mr. Han was able to get the news in advance, it must be because Mr. Zhou has a relationship with the Han family, and he is close to the water.
Therefore, he had no choice but to play haha.
Another time, Han Dun was almost stunned after hearing Han Ling's words.
Zhou Yuan, can actually drive a luxury car of more than four million?
Are you kidding?
Although the Han family has a lot of property, the real management power is in the hands of the old man.
Even if he, the future heir, holds the inherited assets, but after all, it is not cash, and the car he drives on weekdays is only one or two million.
Why did Zhou Yuan drive such an expensive car?
Where does the money come from?
However, since this topic has been diverted by the old man, it is difficult for him to bring it up again.
When the meal came up, Han Dun hinted at Han Ling, and said with a smile: "Mr. Huang, my cousin Han Ling has really admired you for a long time, I wonder if I can give you a glass of wine?" ”
"Oh, of course." At this time, Huang Youwei was very easy-going.
Seeing this, Han Ling got up and came to Huang Youwei's side, holding the wine glass in both hands: "Mr. Huang, I respect you." ”
When a glass of wine fell, Han Ling didn't leave, and naturally sat on the empty seat next to Huang Youwei.
"Mr. Huang."
Han Ling's eyes fluttered: "Since I heard your name, I have begun to pay attention to you, today's Qianzhou, if you want to talk about business wizards, it must be you, let me toast you again." ”
"I'm not much of a business wizard."
Huang Youwei is natural on the surface, and he calls his mother better than in his heart.
He was all too familiar with this routine.
Pour wine.
After pouring too much...... It's hard to say what a man does when he loses his mind.
Immediately, he raised his hand and stopped Han Ling: "I just drank it, I'll eat a few bites of food first." ”
Han Ling had no choice but to give up and looked at Han Dun helplessly.
Han Dun was slightly surprised.
He probably understands the character of this Mr. Huang, otherwise about the Baida bidding conference, it would not be so easy to get close to Huang Youwei.
It's just that, in front of him, this Mr. Huang seems to be pretending to be reserved, could it be that the old man can't let go of it in his presence?
He thought for a while and whispered to the old man: "Grandpa, look, why don't you leave for a while, and I will accompany Mr. Huang?" ”
The old man is a human spirit, so he can naturally see through.
He got up and left the room by urinating.
Next, Han Dun tried his best to let Han Ling keep getting close to Huang Youwei, and even almost fell into Huang Youwei's arms for a while.
"Ms. Han Ling, are you drunk?"
Huang Youwei was scared like a cat, pushed Han Ling away, and quickly moved the stool.
So, a banquet with thighs hugging ended with Huang You as an excuse to leave something.
As for the gifts carefully prepared by the Han family, Huang Youwei didn't even look at it.
The other side.
After leaving the private room, Old Man Han went to the bathroom, and was going to find a place to hide, but he didn't want to run into a familiar figure.
A little girl, Han Tongtong.
"Tongtong, why are you here?" The old man walked over with a smile.
"Old lady?"
Xiao Tongtong was surprised and explained, "Yes...... Uncle Zhou brought me here. ”
"Oh, Zhou Yuan?"
A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes.
I'm looking for this kid!
Obviously he is in Qianzhou, but he dares to say that he is in Jiangzhou, a bastard!
"Oh? So, Tongtong, are you in that private room with Zhou Yuan? "The old man is still kind.
Then, Xiao Tongtong led the way in front and came to the largest imperial private room in Tian Yuan Hotel.
"Zhou Yuan!"
As soon as he opened the door, the old man saw that Zhou Yuan was eating unhurriedly, all kinds of lobster and abalone, all of them!
The old man immediately gasped for breath.
The Han family invited Huang Youwei to a banquet, and on such an important occasion, Zhou Yuan only arranged a small private room, and he himself feasted in this kind of large private room of at least two or three hundred square meters?
The dignified Han family is not as good as a stinky boy with face?
"Oh?"
Zhou Yuan tilted his head and said with a smile: "It's the old man, come and eat some together." ”
"I'll eat your uncle!"
The old man was resentful: "Say, do you deliberately want to disturb the relationship between the Huang Han family and Baida?" ”
"Nope."
"You are! Bastard! ”
The old man exhaled angrily: "Just now, Han Dun called you, since you are in Qianzhou, why don't you come?" ”
"It's the old man who didn't let me go, I happened to have something to do just now, and now I'm free, so I'll come over and have something to eat."
"You ......"
The old man is angry, so sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed.
"Then why did you arrange such a small private room? Enjoying a large private room by yourself? ”
"I invited Xiao Tongtong to eat for the first time, so naturally I have to choose a better place."
“……”
The old man was about to be mad: "Okay, okay, you have returned to the Han family, and you are a whole with the Han family, I have worked so hard to win over Baida, not for the sake of the Han family, but you, you are against me, it's really good." ”
"You're just for your grandson Han Dun, right?" Han Dun said lightly.
"I'm ......"
The more good-looking people are, the more embarrassed they are when the fig leaf is torn off.
The old man was furious, brushed his sleeves away, and directly dialed Han Baojiang's phone.
"Hey, Dad? Do you have something? ”
"Han Baojiang, let me tell you, no matter what method you use, you must drive Zhou Yuan's erection away for me."
The old man was furious: "If you can't get rid of him, your family will also get out of the Han family!" ”
Syllable!
The old man hung up.
Han Baojiang looked confused.
What's going on?
It's so dignified, what kind of anger is the old man and Zhou Yuanzhi?
Shen Qing came over and asked with a straight face: "The old man's phone is to drive Zhou Yuan away." ”
"Wow!"
Shen Qing's eyes lit up: "Leave this matter to me, within three days, Zhou Yuan must give me a roll!" ”