Everyone's eyes fell on Sima Meina's body, some women whispered, some women had jealousy in their eyes, some women showed disdain, and some men stared straight at her, as if their eyes were about to fall out.

Sima Meina's face was covered with a layer of cold frost, and she had an expression of rejection thousands of miles away. Obviously, she hated being introduced in public like that.

Xu Yu was about to say something, but when he saw Sima Meina's expression, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. He coughed dryly to ease his embarrassment, and then said, "Okay, friends, please continue." ”

After he finished speaking, he handed the microphone to the waiter on the side, and then said to Sima Meina: "Meina, you are at your own convenience, I will go and greet the guests first." ”

"When are we going to talk about business?" said Sima Mena.

"I'll greet the guests first, and I'll talk to you in more than ten minutes. Xu Yu said.

Sima Meina hummed, and Wen Xiaoshuang found a sofa by the window and sat down.

As soon as they sat down, someone came over and struck up a conversation.

At the same time, Hong Feifan was arriving in a taxi.

When entering the intersection of "Yisha Island", the red light turned on and the taxi stopped.

On the zebra crossing in front, an old man pushed a cart full of old cardboard skins and walked slowly.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, and he couldn't walk fast with a tricycle.

Seeing that he was still less than three meters away from the zebra crossing, suddenly, a black Lamborghini sports car with a red light whizzed by.

The screeching sound of scraping cars was heard immediately.

The black Lamborghini sports car scraped against the cart pushed by the old man.

The old man couldn't react, and he was dumbfounded, his face turned pale, and he was so frightened that the seven souls lost three souls. If he had taken two steps faster, the whole person and the trolley would have been knocked off.

The black sports car drove out of a sudden brake of about three meters and stopped.

The car door opened, and a fat man with a big belly got out of the car, he glanced at the scratches on the side of the front of the car, and strode over.

The old man gripped the handle of the trolley tightly with both hands, and his body was still trembling.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face was full of anger, and glared at the old man: "Old man, you scratched my car, what do you say?"

The old man looked at the fat man with oily hair and flour in shock, not knowing how to respond.

The passenger door of the black sports car also opened, and a woman with a poodle in her hand, wearing an off-the-shoulder red evening dress, an awl with heavy makeup on her face, and a good figure, looked over this way.

"Young Master Xu, why don't you leave?" the awl-faced woman raised her voice and asked delicately.

"This old man has broken my car, you go back to the car and wait for me first. The fat man with oily hair and flour face said.

The awl-faced woman nodded, turned around and was about to get into the car.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face suddenly thought of something, and called out to the awl-faced woman, "Xiaoyue, come here." ”

The awl-faced woman walked slowly over with a long skirt in her left hand and a poodle in her right hand.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face moved his gaze back to the old man, and said lightly: "Old man, your trolley scratched my sports car, and it stands to reason that you need to lose money." My sports car is a Lamborghini, of course, you may not have heard that it takes at least hundreds of thousands of dollars to completely repair the scratches. However, I have always been sympathetic, and I can see that you are a rag-picker, and you have no money to pay, and you can't afford to pay it, forget it, I will do good deeds today, and you don't have to pay for this money. ”

The old man thought that he had misheard, that there were still such kind-hearted rich people in this society? It is estimated that the other party felt that it was not his own fault, so he made a big deal out of it.

At this time, there were already a few passers-by watching the excitement. When those passers-by heard that the fat man with oily hair and flour did not hold the old man responsible, they also praised him for being a good-hearted and good person.

Although he ran a red light and scratched the car, if he wanted to investigate, a rich man like him would definitely have a way to make the old man lose money. Like the example of a few rich people bullying the poor, there are more than one or two cases exposed on the Internet, and even similar examples have been reported in the news.

The old man happened to be standing in front of the taxi that Hong Feifan was sitting in, and the driver couldn't drive forward, so he had to get out of the car to see the situation, and wanted the old man to push the trolley to the side of the road first.

Seeing this, Hong Feifan also got out of the car, wanting to help the old man push the trolley away first.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then thanked the fat man with oily hair and powder, so excited that tears were about to flow out.

The fat man with oily hair and flour face waved his hand lightly, and said unhurriedly: "Don't thank me first, what about the money, you don't have to pay for it, but I have a request......"

"You say, you say. The old man hurriedly bowed slightly and said.

Several passers-by stared at the fat man with oily hair and powder, all wanting to hear what he wanted.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face stretched out his hand and pointed to the arms of the awl-faced woman who had walked beside him, and said to the old man with a smile: "I don't need you to lose money, but when your trolley scratched my sports car just now, my good son was frightened, so let's say sorry to my son three times, and forget it." ”

"You...... Where is your son?" the old man's eyes swept around, as if looking for a child.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face pointed to the poodle held by the awl-faced woman: "My good son is it." ”

"You mean to make me apologize to your dog?" the old man's face was full of surprise.

"That's right!" said the fat man with oily hair and flour.

What? Actually made an old man apologize to a puppy? Not only the old man was stunned, but even a large part of the onlookers were stunned.

The old man looked at the puppy that the awl-faced woman was holding, it had a pair of dark and bright eyes, a large head, four small legs, a fluffy tail, and a full body of brown-red curly hair, as if it had been groomed in a barbershop.

Seeing that the old man was silent, the oily-haired and powdery fat man's eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Why? Don't you want to? It's your blessing to let you apologize to my good son, and no one else has a chance to think about it." ”

After a slight pause, he sneered and said, "Do you know how expensive my good son is? It is a hundred times more expensive than yours." It lives in a high-end villa, eats high-end food, drinks milk shipped directly from the place of origin, and is cared for by a special maid. Usually at home, we don't dare to let it suffer any grievances, but just because you just scratched my sports car and frightened it, you say, can you not apologize?"

The old man's face changed, and the wrinkles on his face that had been full of vicissitudes deepened.

Some of the onlookers began to point at the fat man with oily hair and flour.

The fat man with oily hair and flour ignored other people's pointing at him, and continued to say to the old man: "If you don't want to compensate for the hundreds of thousands of yuan in car repair fees, apologize to my good son immediately!"