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Chapter 40 This big face is really unappetizing

Song Shaonan stopped, turned around and looked at the visitor coldly: "Jin Bo?"

The other party was two people. The one named Song Shaonan just now was a short and fat young man with a face full of acne.

The other one is a handsome and handsome man with a tall and handsome appearance, which is a strong contrast with the short and fat young man named Jin Bo.

"Mr. Song, is Vice Mayor Song's situation okay?" Jin Bo said with a smile, not hiding his gloom.

His father, Deputy Mayor Jin Huiquan, and Song Hanchi, the second uncle of Song Shaonan, have always had disagreements in politics. They usually have many bumps and bumps. Some time ago, they competed for the position of executive deputy, and they fought hard to distinguish.

The elders are enemies, so the younger generations on both sides naturally cannot pee together. The division of the playboy circle is actually a microcosm of the division of the official circle.

Therefore, Song Hanchi fell ill at a critical moment, and Jin Bo danced more happily than him!

After all, it’s just two words: benefits!

"My Master Jin has the heart, my second uncle will recover soon." Song Shaonan said with a smile.

"Oh?" Jin Bo's face changed slightly and he continued to test: "I heard that there is a miracle doctor treating Deputy Mayor Song now?"

"That's right." Song Shaonan pointed at Fang Hong: "The miracle doctor you are talking about is him."

"He?" Jin Bo looked at Fang Hong for two seconds and suddenly laughed: "Haha... Master Song, stop teasing, he is a miracle doctor? He is a miracle doctor, then I am the emperor!"

"Hey, boy, who are you? Song Shaonan's newly recruited follower?" Jin Bo pointed at Fang Hong and said carelessly, with a completely arrogant face.

Fang Hong suddenly had the urge to suck him, but he felt that he was too angry for some unlucky guys, so he waved to Miss Yingbin: "Let's go, this big face is really disgusting."

Song Shaonan was happy: "Yes, I dare not look directly at him!"

Miss Yingbin knew that Jin Bo was from, and wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so she endured it hard.

I was even more surprised. This person was so arrogant. First, he hacked our boss's calligraphy, but now even the deputy mayor dares to laugh at him in person!

"You kid is looking for death! Do you know who I am?" Jin Bo was furious. He was used to being a tyrant in Suzhou City. He was always held in favor of flattery and could he bear such blatant ridicule?

What's more, his face is invincible with youthful acne, which is exactly where his reverse scales are!

Good thing, you are a blind person. If you think you have Song Shaonan’s support, you dare to be arrogant in front of me?

"Stop for me!" Jin Bo shouted, Fang Hong and Song Shaonan ignored him and walked forward.

A fierce light flashed in Jin Bo's eyes. He picked up a large vase placed on the aisle coffee table and was about to chase after him and make a big bloody spoon on the back of Fang Hong's head.

As for Song Shaonan? When your uncle was in power, I would still see how good you were. Now Song Hanchi is so ill that he is only half a human life left. Even if he is not dead, he will definitely be the last one. I still need to be a bird for you!

Today, I will establish my authority in front of you, and first destroy the lackey beside you, and I will not be able to raise my head when I see you!

"They are all my friends here. If everyone is unhappy because of the poor hospitality, it is my Song Ruyue's sin!" As soon as Jin Bo took a step, Song Ruyue's calm but majestic voice suddenly sounded behind him.

But Jin Bo turned a deaf ear to the point of being angry.

"Jin Bo, stop." The handsome young man who had been watching coldly finally spoke to stop him.

Jin Bo suddenly stopped, and this moment was not a big deal. He was full of turtle anger and had nowhere to vent, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

"I'm a mud horse!" Jin Bo shook his hand and threw the vase to the ground.

Bang! The vase exploded, fragments flew everywhere, and the guests and waiters in the aisle looked shocked.

A trace of anger flashed across Song Ruyue's cold face, and the handsome young man also frowned.

Jin Bowu was unhappy and said to Song Ruyue domineeringly: "Dr. Song, I think you should instruct the front desk to check it carefully and not put all the messy people in. This will harass us guests with identity. Do you understand!"

"Stop!" The handsome young man shouted coldly, his tone was already obvious anger.

Jin Bo was so scared that his fat body was shocked and immediately stopped.

He may not give Song Ruyue's face, but he would never dare to disobey that handsome young man!

"Dong Song, Jin Bo is so arrogant, please don't be surprised." The handsome young man smiled at Song Ruyue.

"It is normal for young people to be a little irritable. Zhao Shaoyan is serious. Please come here!" After saying that, Song Ruyue pointed his right hand and personally took on the role of the welcome officer.

"Hey, do you know who that kid is?" Fang Hong asked Song Shaonan.

"You said Jin Bo?"

"Do you think I care who is that big face?"

"Oh, you said your surname is Zhao. That kid is quite famous. I'm afraid he will scare you if he says it." Song Shaonan pretended to be mysterious.

"He is Chairman Guo Jia?" Fang Hong asked.

Song Shaonan looked at Fang Hong with contempt: "You dare to ask me if you are idiotic at all?"

"Even Chairman Guo Jia is nothing great in my eyes." Fang Hong said dissatisfied: "I'm just curious why the boss personally led the kid. This is clearly a different treatment. This makes me feel that I've been neglected!"

"..." Song Shaonan was convinced by this guy.

He is obviously a poor person, so why do he always like to put on the stinky airs that are the best in the world?

"You don't understand." Fang Hong said proudly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I don't understand." Song Shaonan kept shook his head: "I just thought, I had to be more mentally retarded to chat with you!"

When we arrived at the box 308, the welcome lady pushed open the door and smiled and said, "Please."

Zhang Rou followed Fang Hong timidly and walked in, and was immediately dazzled by the huge space and luxurious decoration inside, giving a very unreal feeling.

Even if she dreamed, she would never have thought that she would be able to eat in such a place one day.

Fang Hong, without any restraint, walked directly to the supreme position of the banquet, the Malaysian Golden Knife sat down.

Recalling the past, the prince invited me to go disdain, and it was ordinary for the emperor to come and invite me. What is this small scene?

Song Shaonan said to the waiter: "Get five bottles of Wuliangye first."

Fang Hong asked casually: "I haven't drunk this wine before, I wonder if it's good?"

Song Shaonan couldn't help but look at him: "It's weird that you've drunk it. Do you want to know how much this wine costs?"

Fang Hong said: "I want to know now, where did your money come from?"

Song Shaonan was stunned and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with my second uncle!"

The waiter brought the wine and waited for more than ten minutes. The door was pushed open and three young people in fashionable clothes were about the same age as Song Shaonan.

"Can you three bastards be late?" Song Shaonan cursed.

"Damn, do you think we want it? Something happened on the road." said the strong young man with a buzz cut in front.

"What accident happened?" Song Shaonan frowned.

"It's not that old man's broken technology that he rubbed his car when he overtook the tangent line." A white and fat young man said with a glance at the very delicate young man beside him and complained.

"What's going on?" Song Shaonan asked.

The fat young man said, "At that time, we thought we were in a disadvantage, so we discussed with the other car owner how to compensate. The car broke into Xiali and rubbed a little paint. The old man said he would compensate 300 yuan. The guy refused. I said, "You'll add another 200 yuan to suppress the shock. Cao, that guy still refused. I asked him how much do you want? Good guy, guess how much he wants. He stretched out five fingers, five thousand! He also said that his relatives were in the traffic police brigade, and he could ward us on the car and the people with just one phone call. Cao, it would be fine if he didn't say that. When Wei Zi became popular first, he slapped him in the face.

The guy was stupid, glared at us, and said he wanted to call the police. This time I couldn't help it, so I kicked him. The old man was unwilling to fall behind and then he made up for another kick. The guy finally became honest, standing there like a little wife, and didn't dare to let one go. He was honest, we didn't have enough fun! Weizi called his brother-in-law and sent the traffic police to check it out. Good guy, **! It's fun now, I just took the person with a car, and the guy begged us to let him go, it's too late! You said if this person is a slut now, if you are polite to him, he will cheat you, and if you beat him up, he will be honest."

"Are you finished?" Song Shaonan pointed to the five bottles of Wuliangye on the table: "Each of the three of you is going to have one bottle first. I don't accept the reason for such a rotten one. If I had slapped him a few times, it would have been a long time since I was leaving!"

The handsome old man immediately changed the topic: "Haha, boss, didn't you say you wanted to introduce us to a friend?"

The other two also looked at Fang Hong together.

The three young men all understand people, and they had noticed Fang Hong as soon as they came in, because although this person was young and dressed simply, he was sitting calmly in the banquet!

You can't sit randomly at that position. If he can sit upright, it means that he is Song Shaonan's guest of honor.

Just kidding, who is the only one who can be regarded as a guest of honor by Master Song?

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