"You can go in without an invitation card? Haha! Dream on! My friend told me that if you want to enter this club, you must have an invitation card!"
Zhao Xiaojun laughed disdainfully, as if he took Ye Zihao's words as a joke.
"Haha! If you don't believe it, then I'll prove it to you!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the person in charge of the organizer.
"beep!"
"beep!"
"beep!"
…
After the phone rang a few times, someone answered the call. At this time, the organizer's inviter, Manager Guo, asked very respectfully, "Master Ye! Are you here?"
"Manager Guo! I'm at the door of the club now, but I heard that this club requires an invitation card to enter, and you didn't give me an invitation card at the time."
Ye Zihao said lightly.
"Master Ye! Those so-called invitation cards are only for ordinary people, not VIPs like you! How about this, you wait at the door for a while, I will come out right away."
Say it!
Manager Guo hung up the phone and hurried to the door.
After a while, Manager Guo walked out with a man in a suit and leather shoes. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be the person in charge here.
"Brother Zhang?"
After Zhao Xiaojun saw this, he said in surprise.
At this time, Manager Zhang was equally surprised and said: "Ajun, why are you here?"
"I...I just arrived!"
Zhao Xiaojun frowned, he always felt that what Ye Zihao said was true.
At this time, Manager Guo, who was standing next to Manager Zhang, said hello to Ye Zihao, "Master Ye! I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long."
"fine!"
Ye Zihao said lightly.
At this time, Manager Guo made an invitation gesture and said: "Master Ye! Please come in!"
"Mr. Zhao! Let's go! Haha!"
Ye Zihao said something profound, because he was able to enter without an invitation card at all, and someone even invited him personally.
His words were clearly a slap in Zhao Xiaojun's face.
No...impossible!! How could he get in when he clearly didn't have an invitation card? Did Manager Zhang lie to me?
So, Zhao Xiaojun reluctantly asked Manager Zhang, "Manager Zhang! Didn't you tell me before that you must have an invitation card to enter this private club?"
"That's what happened! But that invitation card is only for ordinary people, and like this Mr. Ye, he is friends with Manager Guo, and Manager Guo is a good brother of our boss, so VIPs like them,
No invitation card is needed, just a word is enough!”
Manager Zhang explained.
At this time, Ye Zihao teased rather playfully, "Mr. Zhao! Did you hear that? Remember to ask more clearly next time!! Xiao Meng! Let's go!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao and Shen Mengjing entered the reception together.
At this time, Zhao Xiaojun stood still with an awkward expression. Even any fool knew that what Ye Zihao just said was sarcastic to him.
Invitation cards are only for ordinary people, but VIPs can enter if they want to enter with just one sentence!
Nima!
I want an invitation card, which is obviously saying that I am an ordinary person? Damn it!!
Zhao Xiaojun felt secretly aggrieved.
Originally, he thought that he was a big deal because he got the invitation card. Who knew that Ye Zihao was a distinguished guest and he was just an ordinary person.
They say that comparing people to each other makes people angry!
Zhao Xiaojun felt that when he compared with Ye Zihao, he was immediately defeated.
Can he feel relieved?
Obviously not!
…
at the same time!
His gaze returned to Ye Zihao.
Manager Guo led him all the way into the club, saying good things all the way. After all, he knew that Ye Zihao was the representative of "Pretty Girl Company", and Ma Zhanfeng's lack of respect for him did not mean that others did not.
Who in the entire South China region, or even half of the Chinese skin care products market, would not give "Pretty Beauty Company" face?
However, Ye Zihao still wanted to keep a low profile. After all, he was just here for a walk and didn't want to disturb too many people.
In this regard, Manager Guo could only agree and did not announce Ye Zihao's identity in public. Perhaps no one knew Ye Zihao's identity. He seemed to be at ease. He and Shen Mengjing were tasting red wine while chatting, and they were very happy. of ease.
"Brother Ye! Didn't you see Zhao Xiaojun's aggrieved and embarrassed expression just now, haha!! I almost laughed."
Shen Mengjing pursed her lips and snickered.
Zhao Xiaojun kept saying that an invitation card was required to enter, but Ye Zihao came in with just one word.
Zhao Xiaojun's expression at that time was very wonderful.
"That person has a brain problem!! Ignore him!" Ye Zihao spread his hands and said with a shrug.
Coincidentally, when he said this, Zhao Xiaojun was sitting not far away.
After he happened to come in through the invitation card, he looked for Shen Mengjing everywhere. When he found Shen Mengjing, he found that the goddess was talking and laughing with Ye Zihao. He even heard Ye Zihao say that he had a brain problem.
Oh shit!
You are the only one with a fucking brain problem, your whole family has a brain problem!
Zhao Xiaojun cursed secretly in his heart. If it weren't for the crowd here, he would have really wanted to go over and give Ye Hao a good beating.
"Gulu!"
"Gulu!"
"Oh shit!"
…
Puzzled, Zhao Xiaojun was sitting there drinking alone. However, at that moment, he suddenly heard someone calling from behind him, "Zhao Xiaojun?"
Forehead?
Zhao Xiaojun was startled for a moment, then turned around and unexpectedly saw his high school classmate... Ma Zhanfeng!
"Zhao Xiaojun, is it really you? Brother! It's been so long, I almost thought I recognized the wrong person."
When Zhao Xiaojun turned around, Ma Zhanfeng said jokingly with a surprised expression.
"Ma Zhanfeng! We haven't seen each other for a long time. Why are you here?" Zhao Xiaojun asked in confusion.
"Oh! I'm here to attend a skin care product exchange meeting in the past few days. Feel free to come over and join the cocktail party tonight!! Um...? Brother! I saw you feeling depressed just now. What happened?"
Ma Zhanfeng asked curiously.
"Oh!! Don't mention it, the goddess has been snatched away!" Zhao Xiaojun said with an aggrieved look. At this time, Ma Zhanfeng asked with concern, "Zhao Xiaojun! Which boy dares to snatch your goddess?"
"Na!! It's him! Did you see it?"
After saying that, Zhao Xiaojun reached out and pointed towards Ye Zihao, and Ma Zhanfeng looked in the direction of his finger, and his expression suddenly became surprised.
"Is it him? Ye Zihao!"
Ma Zhanfeng said with a hint of disdain on his lips.
After Zhao Xiaojun heard what he said, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked curiously: "Ma Zhanfeng! Do you know him?"
"More than just acquaintance!! I'm still unhappy with him!"