At seven-thirty in the evening, at the entrance of Zuixian Tower, the lights were brightly lit and people were coming and going.
Zhao Dongyang and the Tang family drove the car into the parking lot and walked to the entrance of the restaurant on a familiar road.
A welcoming lady politely stopped Zhao Dongyang and the others: "Hello, is this Mr. Ye?"
"Mr. Ye, I'm Han Jianfeng, I decided the place."
Han Jianfeng raised his neck and hummed: "It's still the lowest cost room at 8,800 yuan."
"I'm sorry, Zuixianlou is not hosting guests tonight."
The welcoming lady smiled brightly: "Everyone, please come back. I can't receive you today. I'm sorry again."
Lin Qiuling and the others were slightly startled when they saw this, but they didn't receive them?
"Why don't you entertain guests?"
Han Jianfeng's face suddenly darkened. This was a shame for him in public:
"Give you a chance to say it again?"
"I am your regular visitor or a distinguished guest. I spend as much as 80,000 yuan here, if not 100,000 yuan. Are you telling me that you won't entertain guests?"
"Who gave you the courage not to welcome me?"
Han Jianfeng was furious:
"Believe it or not, I called your manager and told you to pack up and get out?"
Lin Qiuling also shouted with a straight face:
"People are open for business, but you open the door and don't receive customers. Are you out of your mind?"
The whole family rushed over for dinner in excitement and invited many relatives. It would be embarrassing if the receptionist blocked the door.
"I'm sorry, Zuixianlou was booked tonight."
The receptionist lady spoke word by word: "Whether it's those who have already dined or those who have made reservations, we will clear the place unconditionally."
"Of course, we will compensate the customer in a few days."
"But tonight, if you don't have an invitation, you will definitely not be allowed in if you are not Mr. Ye."
She raised her hand again: "Everyone, please go back."
Tang Ruoxue looked hesitant and said: "Brother-in-law, Mom, forget about being booked. Let's change places."
"Walk?"
Tang Fenghua looked dissatisfied: "If we leave like this, where will the Tang family's face be?"
"Being taken down?"
Han Jianfeng's face darkened and he shouted:
"I don't care whether you are covered or not. In short, if I want to eat here, you must welcome me."
"Don't forget, it's you who say the customer is God, it's you who says you feel at home."
With so many relatives watching, if he doesn't settle the matter, Lin Qiuling will probably scold him bloody.
The welcoming lady smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, we can't receive you. Please go back."
"I am Zhao Dongyang, Shaodong of the Zhao Group."
Han Jianfeng was still angry, so Zhao Dongyang patted him on the shoulder and walked up with his head held high: "Let your manager come out to see me."
The receptionist was humble and polite: "The manager is preparing a dinner for Mr. Ye and the others, so he doesn't have time to come out."
"You bastard, who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"
Zhao Dongyang raised his hand and slapped her with a slap, which made the welcoming lady scream, cover her pretty face and stagger back.
Lin Qiuling and the others were very proud and shouted that the slap was a good one.
If a dog looks down on someone, it should be beaten.
Tang Ruoxue frowned slightly, feeling that there was no need to embarrass a welcoming guest.
The welcoming lady stared at Zhao Dongyang and shouted: "Why do you hit someone?"
"Hitting you is to give you face, but also to remind you that I am not a soft persimmon."
Zhao Dongyang’s voice was cold:
"Either get out of the way or ask the manager to get out, or I will tear your place apart in minutes."
Zhao Dongyang's image in the minds of everyone in the Tang family is that he can reach the sky with his hands. If he loses face today, how can he raise his head in front of the Tang family in the future?
"Young Master Zhao is so majestic."
At this moment, several people walked out of the hall. The one at the front was a beautiful woman whom Tang Ruoxue knew, Sister Rong.
When I first borrowed money from Zhang Xiaogang, I was the wife of the club owner, and later had one of her hands broken by Ye Fan.
She didn't expect to meet him again here.
Sister Rong was dressed in professional black attire. She was not elegant, but she was still charming. She walked up to Zhao Dongyang and others with a smile:
"Isn't it bad to beat people in public?"
Sister Rong smiled: "After all, you are also the Shaodong of the Zhao family."
"I asked who it was. It turned out to be Sister Rong."
Zhao Dongyang narrowed his eyes slightly:
"What? Huang Zhendong gives you the courage to challenge us old customers?"
There was a hint of disdain in his eyes. A woman who had been in the club was also telling him a lesson. She was too ignorant.
He also knew that Huang Zhendong was behind Sister Rong. Zhao Dongyang felt that Huang Zhendong did not need to be feared by him.
Sister Rong smiled calmly and said: "President Huang and I are both small people, how can we fall into the eyes of Mr. Zhao?"
"It's just that Mr. Du has reserved the venue tonight, and he wants to entertain the most distinguished guest, Mr. Ye."
"If he finds out that you are causing trouble here and causing trouble for his distinguished guests, I think he will be angry."
The tone was soft, but the words made Zhao Dongyang and the others tremble.
"What? Mr. Du is booking the venue?"
Zhao Dongyang broke out in cold sweat: "Mr. Du, are you treating me to a treat?"
Sister Rong still smiled gently:
"Do you think I would use Mr. Du as a cover?"
Zhao Dongyang and the others did not speak. Everyone knew that Sister Rong did not dare to pretend to be powerful, which meant that they were just slapping Du Tianhu in the face.
Han Jianfeng's heart was filled with regret, he no longer had to do business with Sihai in the future.
Zhao Dongyang was also sweating profusely, but he still had the courage to speak: "Don't pressure us with Mr. Du, we also have friendship with him."
"that is."
Tang Fenghua also echoed: "Young Master Zhao's parents called me. Didn't Mr. Du obediently let my mother go?"
Hearing this, Sister Rong looked at Zhao Dongyang and smiled: "Really?"
idiot!
Zhao Dongyang wanted to strangle Tang Fenghua to death, but he still snorted:
"It turns out that Mr. Du has reserved the banquet, so we will make it easier for him."
"Uncle, Auntie, Ruoxue, let's change places."
Zhao Dongyang pretended to be calm: "Let's go to Wuhu Restaurant. I'll treat everyone tonight."
Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling were very reluctant, but they also knew that Zhao Dongyang could not afford to offend Du Tianhu.
Although Du Tianhu apologized for arresting Lin Qiuling and paid 10 million in compensation, this was only because of Zhao Dongyang's parents.
"Woo——"
Just when Tang Sanguo and Lin Qiuling turned around, the lights came on and a motorcade drove over slowly.
In the front are three white bulletproof Hummers, in the back are six modified off-road vehicles, and in the middle is a stretched Lincoln.
The car body is flowing with luster, and the wheels are slow but murderous.
Sister Rong and the others were shaken, and they quickly calmed down their emotions to greet them:
"Mr. Du and the others are here."
Zhao Dongyang and the others subconsciously stood aside and looked at the motorcade with curiosity.
Everyone could tell that this was Du Tianhu coming.
They all wanted to see who the guests at Du Tianhu's high-level banquet were.
The car drove quickly. The door opened, and twelve men in black got out first, spreading vigilance around them.
Then four more men in gray emerged, looking around the crowd with sharp eyes.
After confirming that there was no danger, the extended Lincoln door slowly opened.
"Whoosh——"
First one foot came out, and after it hit the ground, the person in the car jumped out.
The whole person appeared in front of Tang Sanguo, Lin Qiuling and others in an instant.
