shock!The vase in the entertainment industry was reborn to become a god of learning

Chapter 22

"Mr. Amos, you drink tea..."

Zhao Haotian licked his face and stepped forward carrying the teapot.

The blond boy sat lazily, fiddled with his phone with his head down.

Zhao Haotian glanced quietly, the phone was covered with an anti-spy film, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

But if you look closely, his skin is really good, delicate and porcelain white, like a superb suet white jade.

While the mind was fluttering, without paying attention, the tea overflowed from the cup and flowed down the corner of the table onto the young man.

Zhao Haotian's expression changed suddenly, he hurriedly put down the teapot, took out a paper towel and tried to wipe off the water stains.

"I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to."

Zhao Haotian explained in a panic.

The young man flicked his fingers, Zhao Haotian suddenly felt a numbness in his wrist, and subconsciously kicked back.

Clutching the wrist, the tingling feeling follows like a shadow.

He hurriedly looked up in horror.

The young man frowned slightly, as if he was a little unhappy.

Zhao Haotian's heart was suffocated, secretly thinking that it was terrible.

The young man slowly raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly.

"Do your job well, don't be smart."

"Yes, that's what you taught." Zhao Haotian's forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't help wiping it with his sleeve.

This young man was young, but his sense of oppression was terrifying.

"Why, do I look scary?" The boy raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhao Haotian quickly shook his head: "Maybe the air conditioner in the box is broken, I'll ask someone to take a look."

After the words fell, he quickly slipped out.

After absorbing the fresh air, Zhao Hao came back to life.

Rubbing his still numb wrist, those deep and beautiful blue eyes appeared in his mind.

Beautiful, but also full of mystery.

Just like his elusive identity.

If you can send him to heaven, you can naturally send him to hell.

"Hey, isn't this our Mr. Zhao? What wind brought you here?"

A strange voice fell on his ears.

Zhao Haotian clenched his fists, remembering Amos' warning, it's better for him to keep a low profile.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the man immediately stepped forward and stopped in front of Zhao Haotian.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave. It's been a long time since we met each other. Don't lose face to your brother. Don't you think so?"

The young people following behind him echoed after hearing the words.

Zhao Haotian restrained and said, "I still have something to do, get out of the way."

The man sneered, "Zhao Haotian, don't be shameless..."

Zhao Haotian suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the other party: "Xu Cong, something happened to your cousin. At this time, you don't stay at home honestly and dare to come out to fool around. Xu Lang is down. What do you have to be arrogant in Spring City?"

The other party is shameless, and he doesn't need to.

Xu Cong, who was poked in the painful foot, suddenly darkened, staring at Zhao Haotian.

"you wanna die!"

Zhao Haotian pushed him away, "Go away, don't disturb my meal."

Xu Cong slammed his back against the railing, and his partner immediately stepped forward: "Brother Cong...are you alright?"

Xu Cong stared at Zhao Haotian's back, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to step forward impulsively.

A young man immediately stopped him; "Brother Cong, read the news quickly, Zhao Haotian has just replaced Mr. Xie as the new chairman of the board of directors..."

The more you speak, the lower your voice becomes.

Everyone has different expressions upon hearing this.

Xu Cong snatched the phone suddenly, and when he saw the headlines on the financial page, the veins on the back of his hand clasped the phone bulged.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."

"Brother Cong, this is not right, Zhao Haotian, how can he..."

A young man with glasses looked at the phone and said calmly: "I asked someone to inquire, it seems that a mysterious person named Amos helped Zhao Haotian win the position of chairman."

After a pause, "Mr. Xie, because of his involvement in Feng Chi's murder case, was taken away by the police at the board meeting, and now there are reports all over the Internet."

Everyone knows that the reason why the Xu family is arrogant is because of the Xie family's capital.

Now that the Xie family mansion is about to collapse, Zhao Haotian, whom they looked down on the most before, has instead become the new chairman of the Xie Group, which makes everyone a little unacceptable for a while.

"Amos?" Xu Cong murmured.

His eyes gradually turned hard: "It turns out that he is playing tricks behind his back."

He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where Zhao Haotian disappeared.

Zhao Haotian must be sharing the fruits of victory with that amos right now.

*
After the meal, Zhao Haotian sent amos to leave the restaurant.

When Amos went down the stairs, his eyes lightly skipped over the corridor on the left, as casually as if admiring the scenery.

Walking to the door and waiting for the driver to drive over, amos said: "After eating, let's digest."

Hua Luo walked slowly along the path in front of the hotel.

Zhao Haotian sent a text message to the driver, asking him to drive and follow far behind.

There is a park near the hotel, the scenery is nice, but a bit desolate.

Occasionally, a car drives by, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground.

After deliberating for a while, Zhao Haotian said cautiously: "I wonder how long Mr. Amos will stay in Chuncheng? Chuncheng is a famous city with a long history. If there is a chance, I would like to have the honor to show you the history and scenic spots of Huaguo."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it." The blond boy's blue eyes seemed to be very interested.

"That's great, make an appointment, and I'll take you to have a good time."

At a fork in the road, amos suddenly stopped.

Zhao Haotian was a little puzzled: "Mr. Amos, what's wrong with you?"

Amos casually folded a wicker protruding from the park. His slender, white fingers reflected the luxuriant and tender wicker. Green and white are the freshest and cleanest colors in the world.

Zhao Haotian looked a little absent-minded.

His hands are more graceful and beautiful than women's.

It's really like a work of art.

At this moment, two big men with sticks rushed out from the intersection ahead, blocking their way.

Behind him, he was also surrounded by two people.

Zhao Hao stood in front of Amos and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I have practiced judo and I will protect you."

When speaking, it is obvious that there is some lack of confidence.

He had practiced judo for a few days, but facing these menacing burly men, his chances of winning seemed slim.

Moreover, these people have well-developed tendons and a stable lower body. At first glance, they look like Lianjiazi. He couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.

But even if he tried his life, he couldn't let Amos get hurt.

"Really?" Amos leaned against the low wall of the park with a relaxed and lazy expression.

"Then leave it to you."

Zhao Haotian clenched his fist, cheered himself up, and shouted angrily: "Did Xu Cong send you here?"

Just ran into Xu Cong at the restaurant, and ran into a road block when going out, how can there be such a coincidence.

The leading man with the scar didn't speak, but waved his hand to let the brothers around him come on.

Zhao Haotian is as thin as a weak chicken, and his brothers are from mercenaries, so it is not easy to deal with him.

Xu Cong hid in the dark, seeing this scene, gearing up excitedly.

Before Zhao Haotian could make a move, he was swept away and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He got up suddenly, pouring out a mouthful of blood: "Come again."

With experience this time, he was able to fight the opponent a few tricks. Seeing the opponent's palms pinched, the palms were strong and powerful, and his little head was not crushed into a persimmon...

At this moment, a calm voice came through the air and fell in the ears.

"Bend your elbows, turn around and lift your elbows..."

It was a completely subconscious move. When Zhao Haotian reacted, his right elbow hit the opponent's chin, and the man was forced to step back. It was too late to be happy. Zhao Haotian took advantage of this opportunity to pursue the victory.

The man with the scar finally set his sights on the blond boy. He looked very thin, but for the first time, the man with the scar felt that he was not good for his appearance.

(End of this chapter)