Rise From The Doom

Why did he say that his face was different? The main reason was that this person was a little too ugly. He had a dimpled nose, windy ears, a lion's mouth full of teeth, and a yellowish complexion. Only his eyes were a little more normal.

"Director Zhao!" Wu Tianhua welcomed him with a big smile.

"Division Chief Wu, I've made you wait for a long time. It's truly a sin to have done so. I'm too embarrassed." Zhao Kangcheng shook hands with Wu Tianhua with both of his hands, shaking them vigorously a few times. His attitude was extremely warm. Liu Wei An checked the time and sure enough, it was on time.

"You are — —" Red Army Yang paused in his steps, turned around to look at Liu Wei'an, and asked after he was sure that Liu Wei An was calling for him.

"I met with Director Yang at the Eastern Han Auction House in Yellow Sand City two nights ago. I didn't expect to see him in person now. I hope you don't mind disturbing him." Liu Wei An said with a smile.

"Not at all. Within a few days, we can meet a second time. It can also be considered fate." Yang Hongjun was a little doubtful in his heart, but as a successful businessman, he was good at dealing with all kinds of situations. He chuckled, "At that time, there were too many people at night, so it was rude not to recognize the young master." He raised his foot and was about to leave, but Liu Wei An's next sentence immediately caused him to return to his original position.

"How could I dare? I wasn't on the first floor, so Director Yang naturally wouldn't have seen me. I'll go up first. Director Yang, busy yourself."

Yang Hongjun's eyes narrowed, not on the first floor? That would be the second floor! There were only a total of two floors to the Eastroad Auction. The second floor's private room was either rich or noble, even he needed to spend some effort to get one. Unconsciously, his tone became a bit less distant and a bit more sincere as he said: "I'm also accepting a friend. Young Master, which private room are you in? Since you're fated to be here, then you'll have to drink a cup later."

"Sure!" Liu Wei An smiled.

"Room 401." The service lady leading the way had a good eye.

Yang Hongjun's eyes narrowed, the higher the level, the rarer it was. Jade Child Pavilion had four floors, and the fourth floor wasn't even accessible to normal members. Only members with status could enter. Even though it was just a restaurant, under Yang Yu'er's management, it had the status of a clubhouse. Looking at the departing back of Liu Wei An, he could not help but call the manager of the first floor over.

"Who is this young master?"

"Director Yang, even though you are our regular customer, you should know the rules of Jade Child Pavilion. We cannot casually divulge our customer's information." The lobby manager refused with a smile.

"Wait a moment, you want me to go toast? You can't possibly not know what to call, right? You can see that I'm not going to do anything bad." Yang Hongjun said unhappily.

"This person was personally received by our Manager Yang." The lobby manager pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "I just faintly heard that this person has a diamond membership, his surname is Liu."

"Thank you very much." Yang Hongjun's heart shook, he finally understood what kind of person Liu Wei An was. His surname was Liu. How could an ordinary person have a diamond membership card?

"Young Master Liu knows Director Yang?" Zhao Kangcheng couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know him. You saw him too. I know him, but he doesn't know me." Liu Wei An said naturally.

Zhao Kangcheng stopped talking, unsure of the relationship between the two of them. Judging from their conversation, they indeed didn't know each other. However, seeing Yang Hongjun's respectful attitude, it seemed like he didn't know Liu Wei An. Who was Yang Hongjun? He was a famous fatso in the country and was a famous entrepreneur in the country. Compared to Yang Hongjun, he was just a small fry. When others were talking, he didn't even have the right to interrupt them. For such a person to treat Liu Wei An with such an attitude, it was truly thought-provoking.

There were a total of sixteen dishes, four cold dishes, four hot dishes, four hard dishes and four signature dishes. They were almost unable to put down the table, each of them was extremely exquisite, overflowing with fragrance, and the color and fragrance were excellent. Liu Wei An did not know that wine was good wine, but Zhao Kangcheng knew what it was.

It was a century-old brand, a pint of incense. The most important thing was that this wine had become a tribute, and was basically unobtainable on the market. Even with his status, only two bottles were kept in the house. One of the bottles was gifted to him by the old man, and he had always been reluctant to drink it.

He had originally thought it was just an ordinary meal, but because it was not enough for Wu Tianhua and he just happened to be here today, he readily agreed. He did not expect to meet such a big crocodile.

"Director Zhao, I don't know much about business, but this time, it was a try, however, I have heard it before, business is like making friends, there is no need to worry about not having a business, if you succeed in business, then you will lose your humanity, and you will lose your chance to do business, let's eat first, eat our fill, and then talk about other things, what do you think?" Liu Wei An was the first to speak.

Young Master Liu, your words are very suitable for my, Old Zhao's, appetite. Honestly speaking, I am a person who has suffered a lot too, and after seeing so many delicious foods, you still have to say those hypocritical words. I will not say them out loud, but in my heart, I will look down on you. Zhao Kangcheng laughed out loud.

Zhou Xingchen automatically assumed the role of a servant, pouring each of them a full cup of wine. When he sat down, he discovered that the three of them had already started eating.

Compared to this, Wu Tianhua was the most elegant one. After all, he was from a proper class, and Zhao Kangcheng was the worst of the bunch. Sometimes he would even grab Zhao Kangcheng with his hands, followed by Liu Wei An. The moving chopsticks moved as if they were flying. Whether it was the movements of his hands or his teeth, they were both shockingly fast. It was two to three times faster than an ordinary person's speed.

The others had all put down their chopsticks but he was the only one who was still eating. Finally, he finished off the pot of soup and burped comfortably. When he raised his head, Wu Tianhua and the others looked at him as if they were looking at a monster.

"Young Master Liu, I admire you. You're straightforward and unpretentious. You'll know what a person is just by looking at how you eat. Doing business with you will not be a loss." The more Zhao Kangcheng looked at it, the more he felt that Liu Wei An was very similar to him.

"Director Zhao, what's your name? You're too distant from me, you can call me by my name just by looking at me. Little Liu can do it, but not by your name." Liu Wei An was relieved. From the looks of it, the business was almost done.

"Alright, then I'll just ask for your help. Don't bother with Director Zhao's. Whether it's status, looks like we have age, there's a generation gap between calling an uncle and calling him Brother. Call him Brother just fine." Zhao Kangcheng said.

"Brother Zhao." Liu Wei An picked up his glass and clinked it, then looked up and saw that it was all dry. A wave of coolness flowed down his throat and instantly turned into flames, burning so much that his throat dried up. At this moment, the picture of the starry sky lit up, and the fiery heat retreated like a tide, turning cool once again.

"Alright!" Zhao Kangcheng shouted loudly. He didn't put on airs when eating and he drank heartily. Young people like this, not to mention nobles and even commoners, were rare. As he raised his head, he also dried it. His face immediately flushed red.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Xing jumped up.

"I'm going to open the door."

The one who came in was none other than the fatty, Yang Hongjun. Behind him was a waiter carrying two bottles of wine and another pint of incense.

"Young Master Liu, I didn't recognize you earlier, so I'll punish myself to drink a cup." Yang Hongjun lowered his posture very low at the first sentence. Before Liu Wei'an could react, a glass of wine was already in his stomach.

"Director Yang is too polite, please take a seat." The smile on Liu Wei An's face became even happier.

"You must be Boss Zhao. Come, let's have a drink." After Yang Hongjun sat down, his eyes fell on Zhao Kangcheng.

"Hello, Director Yang. I'm Zhao Kangcheng. You can just call me Little Zhao. I toast you." Zhao Kangcheng stood up as if he was shocked by electricity and was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor.

"No need to be so polite, just sit down." Yang Hongjun looked down on poor nobles like Zhao Kangcheng. After all, they used to be nobles. However, at this moment, he felt that Zhao Kangcheng was rather cute. Perhaps it was because he was uglier than him.

Red Army of Yang clinked another cup with Wu Tianhua and Zhou Xingchen. Wu Tianhua was still better off, knowing that if he were to lower the cup a little, Zhou Xingle would be at a complete loss.

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