A middle-aged man in a high-end gray suit has a long-term aura of being at the top. He looks about fifty years old and his face is covered with the wind and frost of time.
There is also a gentleman wearing a Givenchy custom suit next to him. The suit is well-tailored and his tall figure and handsome face. He naturally has a noble temperament that stands out from a high-ranking family. Ruxing
As dazzling as brilliance.
"Mr. Cao, you made you laugh. I don't know what happened." Hou Pingliang nodded, bent over slightly, and the senior with a very strong posture was clear at first glance.
Behind the two were four tall and strict bodyguards.
Hou Pingliang is engaged in hotel and transportation business, and is only one of the second-level families who have just entered the ranks of second-level families. Compared with the billions of assets of the Cao family, it is like the difference between the flush of rotten grass and the glory of the sun and the moon.
He finally contacted Mr. Cao through various relationship channels and agreed on an important cooperation project. If there was a gap, he would not feel distressed even if he beat his bastard son to death.
"Mr. Hou."
"Mr. Cao."
"Dad." Hou Chenhuang shouted when he saw Hou Pingliang.
"Cousin." Cao Baichuan looked down at Cao Simiao. He was a member of the Cao family outside, but he was not on the same level as Cao Simiao. However, Cao Simiao could determine his father with just one word.
With the status of the Cao family, Cao Baichuan was still studying in school, so he was nothing.
Hou Pingliang frowned and glanced at Zhuo Bufan who was surrounded by everyone, "What happened?"
"He is Miss Chu's friend. He teased Xiaoyun in the bathroom just now, so I want to teach him a lesson." Hou Chenhuang said introvertedly.
Hou Pingliang glanced at Zhuo Bufan, and then looked at Huang Yiyun with red eyes. Although he himself didn't like his son getting too close to women in the entertainment industry, Huang Yiyun recognized as Hou Chenhuang's girlfriend, this guy
What is the origin? Even the people from the Hou family dare to offend them.
He was frowning and thinking, when suddenly Cao Simiao strode over, looked at Hou Chenhuang with a smile and said, "Mr. Hou, did you say he teased your girlfriend just now?"
"Yes, Mr. Cao, this guy dares to make trouble on our Hou family's territory. I will find someone to drive him away immediately so as not to discourage Mr. Cao's interest." Hou Chenhuang said with a flattering smile.
Huang Yiyun also touched her tears and said, "Mr. Cao, you must uphold justice for me."
"To be fair for you, just by your appearance, will Mr. Zhuo fall in love with you? What are you so bad?" Cao Simiao's face was as gloomy as water, and he shouted sternly, directly scaring Huang Yiyun and Hou Chenhuang all over his body.
A shiver.
You should know that although Cao Simiao has a high status in the circle, he is humble and polite to everyone. This is the first time that everyone has seen Cao Simiao get angry in front of everyone.
It was like a usually docile tiger suddenly became furious, and the impact was so shocking that Hou Chenhuang's heart was pounding.
Hou Pingliang was also stunned on the spot. The gentle and polite young master Cao was actually angry.
Cao Simiao ignored everyone's surprise, walked to Zhuo Bufan with a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Zhuo."
"Yes." Zhuo Bufan did not extend his hand to shake hands with him, and everyone's eyes were almost shocked.
You should know that Cao Fuhao never married and had no son in his life. Cao Simiao was his future successor. He will be the seed-level player who will be the richest man in Zhejiang Province in the future. Now he will take the initiative to shake hands with him, but he doesn't even look at him.
Cao Simiao was not angry at all. Even if his uncle came, Zhuo Bufan would not give him face, and Cao Youwei would not dare to say anything.
"Cousin, who is this guy? He is so arrogant." Cao Baichuan frowned and suddenly spoke.
"Bang!"
A loud sound shook the eardrums. Cao Baichuan was slapped by Cao Simiao, and red marks appeared on his face. Tears of pain came out of his face, "Dang... Why are you hitting me, cousin?"
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"What are you? How dare you talk to Mr. Zhuo like this?" Cao Simiao said in a cold voice: "I notify your dad not to attend the next family meeting."
Hearing Cao Simiao's words, Cao Baichuan felt like he fell into an abyss, and his whole body was cold and unable to attend the family meeting, which means he was kicked out of the family's core circle, wandering around the periphery, and was scrambling to death in the future.
Hou Pingliang has been struggling in the mall for more than 30 years and is keen. Seeing Cao Simiao treat Zhuo Bufan so politely, if Zhuo Bufan had not had a strong background, how could Cao Fuhao's nephew be furious?
Thinking of this, Hou Pingliang glared at Hou Chenhuang fiercely, and without caring about his image, he kicked him in the lap and cursed sternly: "Nizi, why don't you kneel down and apologize to Mr. Zhuo."
Hou Chenhuang was as stupid as a wooden chicken, and was kicked to kneel on the ground with a thud, his mind was filled with mud.
The people around were even more confused. This boy in ordinary sportswear looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. What did he really make Cao Simiao angry with his cousin.
Kong Jianbo and Huang Yiyun were even more at a loss.
When he was in Pingshan Town, Kong Jianbo only thought that Zhuo Bufan was lucky and won the money, and was jealous. Now he saw Hou Pingliang and Cao Simiao's attitude towards him, and instantly hit him. Now he realized that he was in Zhuo Bufan's eyes.
I'm afraid that even a clown jumping is not considered a jumping clown.
"Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Cao, why don't we find a place to talk again?" Hou Pingliang bent down and said with a favor.
Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly, walked outside, but stopped in front of Cao Baichuan, and said lightly: "You still have 12 million to me, and I will be transferred to my account tomorrow."
Cao Baichuan's face was ashes, and his eyes were looking for help.
Cao Simiao glared at him, without saying a word, and followed Zhuo Bufan behind him and walked towards the VIP room on the second floor.
Before Chu Lingding could react, she met Zhuo Bufan for the first time at the airport, thinking she was an ordinary man, and the second time she was at home Zhuo Bufan was a doctor. Suddenly she woke up, maybe it was Cao Simiao
I asked him to treat him because I had asked him to treat him so I treated him so politely.
"Lingding, don't you believe me?" Huang Yiyun pulled Chu Lingding's arm and said pitifully.
Chu Lingding glanced at her, bit her lip and said, "Xiaoyun, it may be just a misunderstanding." She chose to trust her best friend again.
In the private room, Hou Pingliang took a bottle of 1982 Rafi, poured red wine and handed it to Zhuo Bufan, and said, "Mr. Zhuo, I was rude just now, please forgive me!"
Cao Simiao also stood up with a glass of wine and said, "Mr. Zhuo, my cousin must have offended you with a arrogant personality. Please give him a break for my uncle's sake."
Zhuo Bufan didn't take Cao Baichuan and Hou Chenhuang's two little ants seriously at all, and nodded slightly.
Hou Pingliang and Cao Simiao were relieved, especially Hou Pingliang was shocked. Cao Simiao also asked Zhuo Bufan to see his uncle's face, which shows that even his face was not good in front of Zhuo Bufan. What kind of person is this