After Becoming a Little |

"Yes, yes." Lao Xu wanted to come in a little bit, but when he saw Zhan Lan who was blocking the door and didn't move much, he could only smile at the door: "Just now my son saw Mr. Ai's car and told me about it. , I was still wondering if it was a coincidence, so I just came over and asked."

Ai Rulong nodded, thought for a while, instead of holding the wine glass, he picked up the teacup on the table, got up and walked out.

He knew Xu Hong, and the two sides had not communicated much. They had met several times in some public places, and they were nodding acquaintances.

However, when doing business cooperation, you often know the character of the other party without looking at the person. Hong is inferior to himself.

In other words, this is someone who can communicate, be a partner, and be a friend.

It's not difficult for him to give the other party a face, so he walked out with a teacup, smiled, and said softly: "My wife and children are all here, I finally took some time to accompany them today, and replace wine with tea, forgive me .”

Old Xu nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, drinking is really harmful!"

Ai Rulong also nodded, and subconsciously looked at the person next to him: "Who is this?"

"Mr. Huang, he is in the foreign trade business." Lao Xu thought for a while, and added: "It just so happens that he is also eating here. I just met him and happened to come over."

"Hello, Mr. Huang." Ai Rulong greeted the other party very politely, and then saw Director Sun, after thinking for a while, he remembered the identity of the other party without introducing him, and greeted him first: "Director Sun, It’s rare to meet—I met Lingtang last year at the Great Hall, and she talked to me about some things, which benefited me a lot.”

Director Sun lost his composure, and he smiled gently: "My mother also often mentioned Mr. Ai, saying that you are a rare business figure in the Republic, and you can even be called a leader."

"Thank you." Ai Rulong took a sip of his tea and smiled very politely, so politely.

From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a few people standing in the corridor, subconsciously paused, and did not speak.

Zhan Lan looked out and frowned: "What happened?"

"Oh, it's nothing, just a trivial matter." Lao Huang took the lead in explaining: "Two incompetent children, with dirty hands and feet, have already called the police. It's no big deal."

Ai Rulong blinked, and subconsciously looked back: "The hands and feet... are not clean?"

"It's just stealing things." Lao Huang laughed, he was a bit reckless, he was not as calm as Lao Xu, although he could feel some invisible depression in front of Ai Rulong, he still tried to say something, even It's good to leave an impression, so he looks like he's seen it a lot: "Maybe it's because the family doesn't have much education, so the child is failing at school—Mr. Ai said today that he wants to accompany the child. I don't know if the young master is studying now or Where is the height?"

"The hands and feet are not clean, who is it?" Ai Rulong seemed to be very interested in these small things in the market, and gestured to the three girls over there with a teacup: "There is another one lying there, could it be her?"

"No, no, no, that one is innocent. He was stolen and beaten by the other party." Lao Huang's face was filled with righteous indignation: "I just can't understand these things! That's why I said it just now, and today I will replace Their parents take care of them!"

"Oh." Ai Rulong nodded, took a sip of tea, his expression didn't show anything, but his eyes became deeper and deeper: "I came today... to accompany my daughter for dinner. I don't have a son, only one daughter, who is still studying. the University."

Lao Huang's eyes lit up instantly, and even erupted with an indescribable brilliance.

He rolled his throat, glanced at his son's back calmly, and said with a smile: "So it's a daughter, yes, daughter, I want to have a daughter in my life, caring! It's my father's little padded jacket!"

"...Yes, caring." Ai Rulong nodded, turned around and shouted to the two girls on the other side of the corridor: "This way!"

Jin Chashu turned his head first, looked at Ai Rulong in surprise, then at Alia in surprise, and then suddenly realized: "So you are here, uncle!"

"..."

Lao Huang's gaze froze suddenly, and subconsciously turned to the faces of Jinchashu and Ai Rulong, his gaze froze.

Some kind of unspeakable chill crept up his back, all the way to the top of the sky, making his scalp numb.

Then he saw the blond girl pulling the delicate girl over, the latter sucked her slightly red nose, and whispered softly to Ai Rulong——

"dad……"

Ai Rulong turned his head, took a deep look at Lao Huang, and his eyes met.

The man's eyes, at this moment, were as deep as a bottomless cold pool.

The abyss of Qianlong is thousands of feet deep...

At the same time, outside the open corridor window, the gloomy sky was entwined with lightning, and a deep purple thunderbolt fell.

The deafening thunder rolls and presses over, like a thousand troops charging into battle, iron horses and ice rivers, coming straight——

"Boom———"

PS: continue tomorrow

696 0685-It's Dark (Looking at the Calendar, Thoughtful

Under the thunder, the wine glass in Lao Huang's hand fell to the ground.

A transparent wine flowed down the cup, spreading a cloud of shadows on the carpet, bringing a mellow wine aroma.

The air froze at this moment, and Lao Huang looked away through the thunder, and said with a smile: "I'm scared... I'm scared, the thunder is so loud."

To do business to the extent of Ai Rulong, it is impossible to say that there is a faint wind and thunder in every gesture, but if Lao Huang originally had a ghost in his heart, his solemn eyes looked over him, and it seemed to be more fierce and domineering words Even more palpitating.

Old Xu looked at Alia, and then at his son. His expression was not puzzled, but it was still somewhat... intriguing.

"It's windy outside, go in and sit with your mother, Lan, let the kitchen serve the dishes." Ai Rulong didn't even look at Lao Huang, but turned to look at the golden char siu, his eyes softened: "You are also here Eat here? Come and eat together?"

"My mom is next door!" Jin Chashu laughed and said, "I'll come over to have a few bites later, I can't beat my mom, please save some for me, uncle."

"Yeah." Ai Rulong nodded with a smile: "Your uncle is also inside, let's get together later."

"Okay~" Empress Jin glanced contemptuously at the clowns next to her, and went to her box without looking back.

"Mr. Xu, next time you are free, let's drink tea together." Ai Rulong said this politely, then turned and walked into the box.

Zhanlan closed the door heavily, looking at Lao Huang as if looking at a lump of toxic garbage.

No one cared what happened just now, and no one cared what Lao Huang said before.

Dirty hands and feet?

Ai Rulong's daughter needs dirty hands and feet?

Perhaps some people with high social status have such and such eccentricities, such as kleptomania and the like—in ancient times, the prime minister of the Northern Qi Dynasty Zu Ting, there are also Hollywood actress Winona Ryder in modern times, and even more people.

But sometimes this world is like this. People who occupy more social resources are always willing to believe that their success comes from their own abilities and struggles. As for abilities, they tend to beautify and become recognized by everyone. Positive cognition.

Tough, trustworthy, emphasizing love and righteousness—even though successful superiors recall the past, most of what they can remember are fights mixed with swords, lights and swords, but they don't mind following other people's praises and setting these styles. down.

Therefore, the public will often form a relatively rigid preconceived impression that most successful people are people with noble morals, and the higher the status, the more so.

Very few people would use indecent means to attack a superior, the reason is that the social status of the other party determines that these means will not be trusted by others, and naturally they will be useless.

At this moment, the yellow-haired dandy was thinking that the disdainful look of the blond girl throwing away the watch just now might not be ignorance.

But... I don't like it.

There was a little silence in the corridor. A group of people stood at the door. Old Xu smiled and returned to his box without saying anything.

A wind came in from the window at the end of the corridor, pattering and raining.

It was clearly noon, but the sky was gloomy.

When Lao Huang returned to the box, his expression was still in a daze.

Walked in, sat down, and then raised the cup in his hand to his lips, but it hit his own lips.

Taking a closer look, he found that his hands were shaking.

Huang Maowan wanted to say something, but wanted to speak several times, but seeing his father's appearance, he couldn't say it.

Lao Huang took a deep breath, put down his cup, turned to look at his son, and asked softly, "What's going on?"

"I..." Huang Maowan recalled the scene just now, and murmured, "It was the second young master of the Nan family who told me... a bit contradictory..."

"Snapped--"

A heavy slap sounded in the box, the crisp sound was like someone slapping a top, and the braids were thrown out.

Lao Huang's merciless slap caused the yellow-haired dude to shake his head away, and the swelling visible to the naked eye quickly rose on one side of his cheek.

"Tigers fight! Rabbits like you want to grab food?!" Lao Huang grabbed his collar and growled, "Do you know who that is? Ai Rulong! Ai Rulong from the Leah Fund!! "

Ai Rulong Ai Rulong Ai Rulong... As long as he thinks of this name, Lao Huang feels his liver tremble.

There are a total of seven licenses in the financial field of the Republic. If you get all seven licenses, you can become a giant lying down. It can be called the financial version of Dragon Ball that summons the dragon.

Banks, futures, insurance, securities, trusts, leasing, and funds—Ai Rulong's Lia Fund has all these seven cards.

Although there are a few licenses that are used to cooperate with others, and do not occupy a dominant position by themselves, there is a difference between having and not having one, and the gap between them cannot be calculated by outsiders.

Others don't know about Ai Rulong's energy, and they haven't even heard of the name, but how can he, who is doing foreign trade in Dongshan City, avoid this existence?

How could he not have heard of the super boss on the top floor of the China World Trade Center?

For a moment before, he felt that the sky was falling.

The yellow-haired dandy took a deep breath, still holding on to himself: "I didn't really do anything... It's just some petty things to be angry about."

"Nothing... If she wasn't Ai Rulong's daughter, what would happen today?"

Lao Huang moved his fingers, wanting to slap his son again: "Call the police! Keep the file! If she is an ordinary person, she will be half useless if she makes such a fuss today! With a criminal record, it will be difficult to find a job in the future... You are killing people! You, you!"

After all, he still couldn't hold back, shook his hands and slapped the yellow-haired dude again, both sides were slapped neatly.

Director Sun took a sip of his tea with an uncertain expression, and softly persuaded him, "Okay, everything happened, it's useless to scold the child now."

Even though he wanted to leave right away, and he wanted to be popular and despise the black, the problem was that his cooperation with the Huang family was too close, so close that even if he pulled out now, not many people would believe him.

So instead of being a villain and being ruthless and empty-handed, it's better to grit your teeth and keep going - at least he heard the term that the yellow-haired dude said just now.

South...

Which Nan family?

Sun Ju raised his eyes and looked at the yellow-haired dude: "The Nan family you mentioned just now, what kind of Nan family is it?"

"It's... that Nan's family that deals in real estate in the Southwest." Huang Maowan didn't dare to look up, touched his hot cheek, and said in a low voice: "They don't want to build a large-scale building in the newly developed Hugang District here in Dongshan City." Is it the business center of the Nan family, I got very close to the second young master of the Nan family recently, he last night..."

Huang Maowan talked about these things, roughly telling how embarrassed the second young master of the Nan family was, and how crazy the other party was.

In his opinion, the second young master of the Nan family held a grudge because of this, but couldn't restrain himself from dealing with a female student, so he was allowed to be the villain.

Director Sun sighed, "You are still too young."

"what?"

"The Nan family...since they have so much energy, why do they use such abusive methods?" Director Sun tapped the desktop: "Did you see that the second young master of the Nan family personally told you that he was going to take revenge? Or was it last night? After he was humiliated, he didn't respond all night in a gloomy manner?"

"Yesterday—wasn't last night Dongshan University's centennial celebration? He didn't dare to make trouble in Dongshan..."

"But he didn't dare to make trouble in Dongshan University, but that girl dared to deal with all of them directly in Dongshan University. What does that mean?"

Unscrupulous?