It is obvious that Zhao Qiang does not give Mr. Zhao face at all.
He was able to go there because it was a favor to Hongjiu.
Qian Zhixin looked at Zhao Qiang as if he was seeing a monster.
This man is not a fool, he is a fool!
Because Qian Zhixin simply doesn't believe that anyone can be more awesome than Mr. Zhao.
Who does he think he is?
Put another way!
Who is this man?
After chatting for a long time, I still don’t know who this man’s last name is!
The venue was very wide, and two strong men were fighting desperately on the stage. No one noticed that in an inconspicuous corner, two men with smiles that were as hypocritical as they were were walking to another table.
However, this scene was seen by Han Shan.
"Who is he?" Han Shan asked with a frown.
The people around Han Shan were on pins and needles and whispered: "I don't know, this person has never appeared in Beijing."
"If you don't know, go check it out!" At this time, the men of the Zhao family invited Zhao Qiang over, and Han Shan had to think about the worst.
Zhao Qiang walked to the man from the Zhao family and sat across from him carelessly. This was Qian Zhixin's seat. There was only a table between them. Zhao Qiang poured himself a glass of red wine and took a sip.
His eyes shone brightly and he sighed in admiration. To outsiders, this Zhao Qiang seemed like an alcoholic.
At the same time, Qian Zhixin whispered a few words in the man's ear, then gave Zhao Qiang a hard look and sat in the back.
"You and I are really alike." The man spoke first.
"Well, that's why you are so handsome." Zhao Qiang took another sip of red wine.
The man raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Qiang, always feeling a bit familiar. "I just heard Mr. Qian say that you like wine very much?"
"dislike."
"Then brother, why are you..."
"I want to drink Coke, do you have any?"
"..."
"Haha, brother, I'm joking. My name is Zhao Ling. May I ask my brother's name?"
"Zhao Qiang." Zhao Qiang said leisurely.
"Haha, it turns out we are the same family!" Zhao Ling said with a smile. He thought to himself, it really isn't him!
"How can we be so similar if we are not from the same family? We have to thank our ancestors." Suddenly his eyes lit up. He looked at the woman next to Zhao Ling and exclaimed: "Wow, beauty! Zhao Ling, is this your son?"
Zhao Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, how could this Zhao Qiang be sitting with Chen Shu and the others? He is more like a market scoundrel than a young master! But Zhao Ling still smiled and said: "Haha, this is my girlfriend, Lin Bing
Son."
Lin Bing'er smiled and nodded at Zhao Qiang, "Gee, you and Zhao Ling really look alike!"
Zhao Qiang smiled and said, "Haha, not bad!"
"Zhao...uh...Zhao Qiang, we'd better think of a title, Brother Zhao, Young Master Zhao. It's a bit repetitive, and it's a bit uncomfortable to call him by his first name."
"How old were you when I was 58 years old?"
"..."
"Well, I know you're not older than me. So, how about I call you Brother Ling, and then I call you Brother Qiang, how about that?"
Qian Zhixin in the back almost jumped up and killed Zhao Qiang when he heard this.
Tell Mr. Zhao to call that little gangster Brother Qiang?
And, still... is it so damn hard to do so?
Damn, push yourself further!
Sure enough, Zhao Ling's face was a little gloomy, and the smile on his face faded a lot, "This is really a bit difficult."
Zhao Qiang waved his hands vigorously, "It's okay, I can still bear this little thing."
You can bear it, but I can’t fucking bear it!
Zhao Ling played with the wine glass in his hand, his eyes growing colder.
Before he could speak, Zhao Qiang said slowly: "Brother Ling, you lose this game."
Zhao Ling's face turned cold, "Brother, why did you say this?"
It is really difficult for Zhao Ling to call Zhao Qiang Brother Qiang.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard two "bang bangs" on the stage, and the thug Zhao Ling had found fell to the ground.
However, the opponent's attack did not end with this. With a disdainful smile on his face, the opponent hit the fallen man's temple with a heavy punch.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
The body of the man lying on the ground was lying straight there, the blood from the five holes was splashing everywhere, and the red and white brains slowly flowed to the audience.
"ah……"
Lin Bing'er covered her eyes with her hands in fear. But because of this scream, the man standing on the stage stopped.
You can really kill people here!
Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes and looked at all this, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.
There was a pungent smell of blood in the hall, but they didn't seem to smell it and sat motionless in their seats.
A strong sense of oppression has seeped into their bodies, and they know that a war is about to break out!
Originally, Zhao Ling was a little dazed when he saw such a scene. He was also awakened by Lin Bing'er's cry. When he saw the person on his side fell straight to the ground, he stood up suddenly, with undisguised expressions in his eyes.
He looked angrily at Han Shan, who was toasting with a glass of wine across the field.
Seeing Zhao Ling stand up, the group of young men behind Zhao Ling also stood up not to be outdone, all in a posture of fighting if they couldn't do it. However, Zhao Ling didn't speak, and they didn't dare to act rashly.
Following Zhao Ling, he glared at Han Shan and others.
There was only Zhao Qiang, sitting alone on a chair, tapping Erlang's legs, drinking red wine leisurely, as if turning a blind eye.
However, just because of this, he attracted the attention of countless people.
Those who were originally watching Zhao Ling also turned their attention to Zhao Qiang.
who is he?
"I asked you to check the results, did you find it?" Han Shan asked the people around him.
The man smiled bitterly and said: "Time is too tight, so I haven't found any useful information yet. I just know that he is a guest of the Sun family."
"Sun family? Sun Mingxin?"
The man nodded, "According to rumors, he is Lu Pingxin's boyfriend. Who knows the truth?"
What people say is scary!
He didn't dare to speak too harshly until he had investigated clearly.
"Interesting." Han Shan suddenly laughed, "We in Beijing have a lot of good looks, but there are not many who are so beautiful from birth. Do you think you can seduce that little girl like Lu Pingxin?
Can men be simple? Keep checking!”
…
Zhao Qiang followed Zhao Ling's gaze and saw a man who was a little fat but his eyes shone from time to time, "Is he Han Shan?"
Zhao Ling didn't speak, his eyes were sharp. Han Shan didn't look here at all. It was obvious that he was giving Zhao Ling a message. He didn't take him seriously at all!
Instead, Lin Zhixin, who was standing behind Zhao Qiang, said coldly: "Well, he is Han Shan of the Han family!"
Under such circumstances, no matter who Zhao Qiang is, if he can drink wine slowly, he is not an ordinary person!
The fact that he is still sitting here means that he can be considered in the same camp for the time being!
Zhao Qiang chuckled and said, "Haha, Brother Ling, I can help you."