Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

With a loud bang, the young man holding the wrench directly stepped back seven or eight steps.

If you look at Zhou Yi's car, there is no sign of damage at all.

Mo Qingcheng, on the other side, waited for Zhou Yi for a long time, but did not see Zhou Yi's shadow. At the thought of Zhou Yi's temperament, Mo Qingcheng ran to the entrance of the underground parking lot for fear that he might cause trouble outside.

Sure enough, from a distance, he saw a group of people around his car, which was parked at the entrance.

Mo Qingcheng took a look around and found that no one noticed his side. He quickly flashed his body and instantly moved to the back of this group of people.

At this time, Zhou Yi came down from the car, and seemed to want to attack someone.

Mo Qingcheng quickly called a voice behind the crowd: "brother Yi!"

Zhou Yi's momentum suddenly dropped, and people around him were attracted by the sound.

"What's the matter? What's going on here? " Mo Qingcheng's eyes slowly swept through the crowd, saw the wrench in the hands of the young man, and finally fell on the small security guard's body.

Because she found her car was still parked outside the park, and the people behind her should be the owners.

"Lady, are you with this gentleman? You are not allowed to enter without invitation card! " The small security guard sees Mo Qing City's eyes to oneself, can't help stuttering.

Mo Qingcheng sighed and helplessly took the invitation from his bag and handed it to the small security guard: "here, here you are. Can we go in?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, sir. I'll let you through now." The little security guard was very scared. He didn't expect that he had the wrong eye and the other party had an invitation.

He rolled into the control room and lifted the pole.

Zhou Yi also wanted to say something, but was pulled into the car by Mo Qingcheng, and then started the car and drove into the underground parking lot.

Zhou Yi came to the villa with a low air pressure. After him, Mo Qingcheng quickly handed out his invitation card.

After the two security guards took a look, they took another look at Zhou Yi.

Today, most of the people who come to this kind of occasion are rich or expensive. Their clothes are at least from seven figures. Zhou Yi is the only one who comes to the party in jeans T-shirt.

If Mo Qingcheng didn't hand in two invitation cards, they would really kick Zhou Yi out of here.

Feeling the eyes of the two security guards, Zhou Yi rolled his eyes at them, and then walked directly in.

In the villa, there is a scene of drinking wine.

Everyone's body exudes arrogance and arrogance. Everyone's face is eager to write down how many industries and how much money they have, and there is also a fake smile on their faces. It looks like I'm familiar with you and have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

When Zhou Yi and Mo Qingcheng went in, no one noticed them.

Zhou Yi's temperament is relatively cold, so after entering, he plans to find a quiet corner to sit for a while.

"Well, who, take down the glass and change it for me?" Zhou Yi had just taken a few steps when he was stopped.

At this time, Zhou Yi, who is about 40 years old, is a tall man with red eyes.

At first glance, he was nine points full of wine. The auction had not officially started, and the old rich man had not appeared. He was almost full of Kangdi.

Zhou Yi looks at him and is too lazy to pay attention to him.

When Mo Qingcheng just came in, she went to the bathroom first, because just outside, the position of the skirt corner was scratched, she had to deal with it.

As soon as the middle-aged man looked at Zhou Yi and ignored him, he was suddenly excited.

He gave a wine burp, and then he came to Zhou Yi and said, "what about you? Do you hear me? As a waiter, do you have any professional quality? Do you know what this is? Even if you are a lowly person, you should respect the master here and put on your professional clothes

Zhou Yi chooses to continue to ignore him. He is a middle-aged man with a lot of brain. Zhou Yi just feels that it is disgusting to look at him.

This middle-aged man is the boss of a well-known local trading company. His business may not be the largest among the people here, but it is also exported to dozens of countries, and the annual net profit is tens of billions. Therefore, he, who always thinks highly of himself, will not be satisfied with Zhou Yi's attitude.

"Let's see what kind of waiter this is. If he doesn't wear his own uniform, T-shirt or jeans, is he afraid that his boss will fire him?" The man pointed to Zhou Yi and yelled.

His voice soon attracted a lot of people around.

Of course, the people here are relatively high-quality, and they don't come together to surround the two people.

But their eyes fell on Zhou Yi exactly and pointed.

Zhou Yi has black lines all over his face.

He knows a truth well. If a dog bites you, you can't fight back, or you will draw an equal sign with him.So he decided to turn around and leave.

"Yes, go and bring me a cup of Kangdi." With that, the middle-aged man put the cup in his hand directly into Zhou Yi's arms.

Zhou Yi would not pick it up. He let the cup fall to the ground and broke into countless pieces.

"You don't go. What's your name? I'm going to complain to you soon." The middle-aged man stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Yi's arm.

Seeing that two people even got together, those people around him couldn't help pointing.

And two people who had a good relationship with the middle-aged man also came over, especially the middle-aged man's female companion, a woman who looked at least 150-60 kg, pointed to Zhou Yi and said, "have you made any mistake? Our Filipino domestic helpers are more polite than you. Why are you so crazy and apologize?"

Another man who looked a little older also said: "young man, the most important thing is to recognize your own identity. Like you, people in this position can only serve us all their lives, so it's your best choice to bow down and admit your mistakes!"

"In my opinion, he is just a waiter. We can make you lose your job in minutes, and the servants are trying to be equal with us?"

When Zhou Yi heard the other party's words, he couldn't help sneering: "do you think Lu Haoran is a servant or a superior?"

"Mr. Lu's taboo is something you can talk about freely? I think you are impatient to live. " The middle-aged man sneered.

Lu Xiran, who doesn't know? The next owner of the Lu family, the next owner of the Lu family, is the same as the host of this dinner party, whose status can be imagined.

Now that Zhou Yi dares to call him by his name, isn't he dead?

"What? Did anyone mention my name? " Then a deep male voice came.

"Ha ha, general manager Lu is here. How can you die this time?" Middle aged men laugh