The Godlike Son-in-Law

Mr. Zhao took a look, but frowned slightly. He didn't know who the motorcade was, and he was even more curious. In his circle of friends, there seemed to be no such famous people.

But the Zhao family didn't have one, and it was even more impossible for the Su family to have one. In other words, the owner of the motorcade came to pay him New Year's greetings.

"Mr. Zhao, you have been very prosperous in recent years. It is extremely difficult for such a big person to come to pay you New Year's greetings just by looking at the motorcade." Huang Daxian said aloud.

"Huang Daxian is polite." Mr. Zhao smiled: "Maybe some close friend is here! I want to go to greet him in person!"

Seeing Mr. Zhao got off the high platform, the old matriarch glanced at him, and felt even more uncomfortable. The Zhao family was in full swing, but the Su family was dying. It seemed rather irritating.

"If I had known that I would ask you to call a few people, I wouldn't have to look at the faces of the Zhao family." Su Qingya said to Ye Tian, ​​"After all, you have a lot of contacts."

"I think so too." Ye Tian shrugged. The faces of the Su family members were ugly, probably because of this matter, but in Ye Tian's eyes, this matter was not worth mentioning at all. There are countless bigwigs rushing.

"Jiangnan Yang's family is here to pay New Year's greetings!"

The luxurious motorcade stopped, and a voice sounded, and more than a dozen figures with gifts in their hands came towards Laoye Temple.

"Jiangnan Yang's family? Which Jiangnan Yang's family? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

Everyone was suspicious for a while, and they all looked at the young man in the lead, and they didn't know which young man this young man was, who could have such a grandeur.

"Jiangnan Yang family? Could it be the Yang family, one of the three major families in Jiangnan?"

Everyone at the scene reacted and looked at Yang Zitao suddenly. In the Jiangnan area, who can have such a grandeur, except for the Yang family in Jiangnan, who can have such a prestige.

Zhao Buhui was in full bloom. Their Zhao family had some business contacts with the Yang family, but usually it was the Zhao family who stuck to the cold ass of the Yang family, but he never thought that Yang Zitao would come to Wulong Town in person It is simply an honor for the Zhao family to wish them the Zhao family a new year.

"See? This is the prestige of my Zhao family." Zhao Huaian looked at Ye Tian: "Even the Yang family, one of the three major families in the south of the Yangtze River, should pay New Year's greetings like my grandfather!"

"That's not necessarily the case! Are you sure he's here to give New Year's greetings to your grandfather?" Ye Tian smiled slightly. How could the majestic Young Master of the Yang family, one of the three major families, pay New Year's greetings to the old man of the Zhao family? Home does not have this qualification.

"What do you mean by that? This Mr. Yang didn't come to pay New Year's greetings to my grandfather, so he came to pay New Year's greetings to you?" Zhao Huaian sneered: "You don't even look at yourself!"

Ye Tian's expression was indifferent, and he was even more calm about it. If he guessed right, Yang Zitao must have come after him, because the Zhao family didn't have that background.

"Young Master Yang, you have worked so hard!" Zhao Buhui and all the elders of the Zhao family stepped forward: "It is a great honor for this old man to be able to personally come to pay New Year's greetings to this old man, Young Master Yang, please come with me. Great hospitality!"

Everyone in the Zhao family had wonderful faces. The Yang family, one of the three great families, came to pay New Year's greetings to the Zhao family. What a deterrent it was, and it was beyond the reach of the Su family.

"Who are you?" Yang Zitao glanced at him, "I don't seem to know you, do I?"