Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Fang Qiming quickly conveyed the information about the two uninvited guests to Zhao Wenhao, but Zhao Wenhao was almost indifferent.

He had no plans to have any relationship with these two people. He just wanted to have a simple meal with them and then leave and be perfunctory with each other.

At this moment, he was still thinking about how to make Yang Yue obey him after returning to the hotel in the evening.

"Mr. Zhao, Zhou Xiaoyu is a bit arrogant. You don't have to bother with him when the time comes."

Noticing Zhao Wenhao's expression, Fang Qiming realized that he didn't take this matter to heart, so he reminded him again.

In fact, Fang Qiming didn't expect to meet Zhou Xiaoyu and the others by chance while having a meal, so out of courtesy, he invited them to have dinner together.

Generally speaking, when inviting people to dinner, reservations are made in advance. Guests like Fang Qiming usually don't come over without permission.

However, what was puzzling was that Zhou Xiaoyu agreed to this request without hesitation, which made Fang Qiming feel very confused and helpless.

However, now that he has said it, he can't easily go back on his word.

Moreover, the Zhou family's strength was even greater than that of the Fang family. Therefore, Fang Qiming did not want to offend them.

Therefore, when Zhou Xiaoyu stayed, Fang Qiming would take the initiative to go downstairs to wait for Zhao Wenhao to avoid any unpleasantness between the two parties.

"Mr. Fang, please rest assured. I'm not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble. I have other plans after dinner. We're just having a simple meal."

As if sensing Fang Qiming's worry, Zhao Wenhao comforted him in a relaxed tone, trying to dispel his doubts.

In fact, Zhao Wenhao was not interested in this meal at all, and it could even be said that he was dispensable, but he could not refuse. After all, he had some friendship with Fang Qiming, so he had to bite the bullet and come to the appointment.

But since I'm already here, I have to give Fang Qiming some face. It's not good to just turn around and leave now, right?

Wouldn't that be like rubbing someone's face on the ground?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhao decided to just go through with the dinner.

As for the so-called arrogance of Mr. Zhou Er, he was too lazy to pay attention to it. As long as he pretended not to see it, there shouldn't be any trouble.

In this way, under the leadership of Fang Qiming, the three of them took the elevator to the top floor.

The decoration of this hotel is very luxurious. Even the corridor on the top floor is covered with thick carpets, and you can hardly hear any sound when walking on it.

There are only five private rooms on the entire top floor, and Fang Qiming chose to host a banquet here to entertain Zhao Wenhao, which shows how much he values ​​this gathering.

"Gentlemen and this lady, please come in."

The waiter outside the box door saw Fang Qiming coming and quickly pushed open the door.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Gu, let me introduce you two. This is Mr. Zhao Wenhao, the CEO of Hengyuan Electronics in mainland China, and his girlfriend."

Fang Qiming introduced the two people present with a smile.

Zhao Wenhao looked around and saw a huge round table placed in the center of the huge box.

At this time, a young man was sitting arrogantly in the host's seat, with his legs crossed, listening to what a middle-aged man next to him was saying.

This man had a handsome yet slightly feminine appearance, with black hair neatly combed back, revealing a smooth forehead and a pair of narrow eyes.

He was wearing a royal blue casual suit, well-cut, which set off his slender and upright figure. A cigar was tucked between his fingers, and the light smoke around him added a bit of mystery.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, a smile that seemed neither smile nor smile, but there was also a kind of indifference in this expression. It was as if he was full of disdain and contempt for everything around him.

Obviously, the young man was Zhou Xiaoyu, the second son of Longxing Group; and the other one was Gu Zhengyang of Beijia Clothing.

"Mr. Fang, you're welcome. Mr. Zhou..."

Zhao Wenhao was about to say something polite, but Zhou Xiaoyu interrupted him with a wave of his hand. "Hurry up and sit down, Brother Fang. I have something to talk to you about."

At this time, not only Zhao Wenhao was embarrassed, but Fang Qiming also felt extremely embarrassed.

Fang Qiming was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he saw that Zhao Wenhao didn't care. He simply pulled out a chair and pulled Yang Yue over to sit down.

Since others don't like me, there is no need for me to get close to them.

Well, if you don't pay attention to me, I won't bother to pay attention to you. Let's all do our own thing, eat breakfast and leave.

Seeing Zhao Wenhao sit down, Fang Qiming stopped talking and simply sat down next to Zhao Wenhao.

At this time, Zhou Xiaoyu occupied the position of the master, and he was too lazy to argue with him.

"Brother Fang, why are you sitting so far away? Come sit over here. What's there to talk about with a mainlander? I have something to discuss with you."

Zhou Xiaoyu pointed to the chair next to him and motioned Fang Qiming to sit over there.

Fang Qiming did not make any movement, and even took the initiative to look at Zhao Wenhao.

Mainland boy, this is clearly discriminatory language. At this moment, Zhao Wenhao frowned obviously, but considering that Fang Qiming was still by his side, he did not get angry after all.

Seeing Fang Qiming didn't make any move, Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little angry. "Brother Fang, are you giving me no face? Why would you be so close to a mainlander? I have a business deal that's guaranteed to make you money."

"Hey, pretty boy, which nightclub are you from? Didn't your boss tell you about the principles and rules of life?"

Zhao Wenhao has always been a person who never bullies others unless they provoke him.

It's okay if it happened once, just to give Fang Qiming some face. But if you've accused me of this for no reason several times, don't blame me for not giving you face.

Therefore, as soon as Zhou Xiaoyu finished speaking, Zhao Wenhao directly responded viciously.

Pretty boy, nightclub, just think about it and you will know what kind of person Zhou Xiaoyu is.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Wenhao finished speaking, Zhou Xiaoyu stood up from the chair with a "whoosh".

He pointed his finger at Zhao Wenhao's face and said gloomily, "Say it again if you dare."

"Tsk, you little pretty boy, is there something wrong with your ears? Do I need to say it again?" Zhao Wenhao looked down on him and didn't even look up to pay attention to him.

"You're mentally ill, aren't you? How dare you speak to Master Zhou like that? Believe it or not, you won't be able to leave this restaurant today!"

Gu Zhengyang, who was sitting next to him, jumped up immediately and slammed the table arrogantly, as if he would stand in Zhou Xiaoyu's way if they had a disagreement.

"Which bastard didn't hold his pants up, exposing your thing?" Zhao Wenhao glanced at Gu Zhengyang. "Are you so used to being a dog that you don't know how to be a human anymore?"

"You, you, you farted."

Gu Zhengyang's face turned red, especially when Zhao Wenhao called him a dog in front of everyone, which was hard for him to accept.

Even though he had indeed been trying to curry favor with the second young master of the Zhou family, it was still difficult for him to accept being cursed in public with such unpleasant words.