Chapter 622: Mr. Wan is here

"Take a business? It's me who's going to do it, not us..." Yang Ming shook his head.

"It's okay, Master, can't you run errands when doing things? I'll run errands for you!" Now Old Buffon's idea is to quickly let Yang Ming finish his work, and then officially accept him as his apprentice.

"Then whatever you want!" Yang Ming said helplessly, but he was secretly happy in his heart. With this guy around, the problem of the bus factory is not a problem.

When Old Buffon saw Yang Ming agreeing, he immediately followed him happily, as if he was afraid that Yang Ming would run away. Although Yang Ming had already agreed to accept him as his apprentice, this thing was just verbally said. After all, the incense hall has not yet been officially appointed as a disciple. Moreover, Yang Ming also said that he would also investigate him, so Old Buffon was still a little upset.

Although martial arts people are the most loyal and trustworthy, Yang Ming hasn’t officially accepted him yet, right? Buffon naturally dared not be careless.

"Master, where are you going now?" asked Old Buffon.

"I'll have some food with my dad and one of his friends. Come with me!" Yang Ming said.

"Okay! I'll go see the master!" Old Buffon agreed directly without knowing what politeness was.

Yang Ming originally planned to ask Lao Buffon to go with him, so he didn't say anything, but took him to the VIP private room upstairs. Although Lao Buffon's face was bruised, he didn't feel anything wrong.

After entering the private room, Yang Dahai was very surprised when he saw Old Buffon: "Da Ming, this person is..."

If it were normal, Yang Dahai would not be so strange, but the situation is different now. This old Buffon's face was full of injuries, like a down-and-out homeless man, no wonder others would be surprised.

"Dad, this is mine...why do you say..." Yang Ming didn't know how to introduce it: "Even if it's a friend of mine!"

"Master..." Old Buffon was about to speak, but he saw that Yang Ming had already glared at him, and quickly changed his words: "That...that..."

Old Buffon was really embarrassed! He called Yang Ming, so he couldn't call him Mr. Yang! Logically speaking, in terms of seniority, Yang Dahai belongs to his grandfather, but at such a big age, it's not that true if he calls him grandfather!

Although Old Buffon is a Chinese expert, he is also stumped at this moment and doesn’t know what to call him.

"Call me dad, Lao Yang." Yang Ming ordered.

"Old Yang..." Old Buffon hurriedly smiled and shook hands with Yang Dahai: "Just call me Old Buffon..."

"Oh... Hello." Yang Dahai didn't know what this guy was doing, but he shook hands with him out of politeness.

Old Buffon turned around and looked at Feng Wanjiang. Feng Wanjiang didn't know how this old Buffon came out, so he shook hands politely.

"Old Buffon, call the chairman of the car company that you came with and ask him to bring Mr. Wan over there." After Old Buffon took his seat, Yang Ming casually said to Old Buffon.

"Okay, OK." Old Buffon nodded and agreed without thinking. In his opinion, as long as he can do what the master told him to do, it must be done. If it cannot be done, he must find a way to do it.

Yang Ming's words surprised Yang Dahai and Feng Wanjiang inexplicably, and they all looked at Yang Ming with inquiring eyes.

Old Buffon didn't say much, took out the phone, called, and then said in Italian in an orderly tone: "Frank, now bring your chairman named Wan from China, and come to Buyetian immediately, Private Room No. 601."

I don’t know what Frank said over there, but Old Buffon hung up the phone and said to Yang Ming: “Mr. Yang, they are coming soon.”

"Dad, Uncle Feng, let me introduce it. This is Lao Buffon, the actual controlling shareholder of European Lutong Automobile Group. Our S Dalutong Group is his subsidiary here." Yang Ming said.

"Ah!" Feng Wanjiang was startled, quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Mr. Buffon... Welcome..."

"Uncle Feng, you don't have to be so polite to him. You will ask for any requests later." Yang Ming said lightly.

"Yes, yes, with my relationship with Mr. Yang, you can say anything you have, I will definitely do it!" Old Buffon also hurriedly said: "It's all your own people, your own people!"

After hearing what Old Buffon said, Feng Wanjiang began to wonder. No, right? Could this guy be a liar? How noble is that the controller of Lutong Automobile Group! The boss of a subsidiary here, Mr. Wan, is arrogant enough. How could this person with a higher status than the boss of the head office?

This is not the key. What Feng Wanjiang most doubted was that this old Buffon was full of injuries, and he could not tell that he was a big shot? So Feng Wanjiang muttered to Yang Dahai in a low voice: "Old Yang, why do I think this matter is so unreliable? This old Buffon... could he be a liar? Yang Ming is young, can he be fooled?"

After Old Buffon said this, Yang Dahai began to doubt it and nodded and said, "I think it's a bit strange. Old Buffon is still speaking Chinese... No, I have to ask Daming for a good question!"

"You have to ask about this, or you will be cheated." Feng Wanjiang instructed.

Yang Dahai stood up, then waved to Yang Ming and said, "Da Ming, come out with me, I have something to tell you!"

"Oh?" Yang Ming stood up strangely, then followed Yang Dahai out of the private room and asked, "Dad, what are you going to say? Why don't you say it in the room?"

"Ming Dynasty, how did you meet this old Buffon?" Yang Dahai asked very seriously.

"Dad... do you doubt his identity?" Yang Ming was stunned and thought of his father's concern.

"Yes... Daming, this old Buffon looks suspicious," said Yang Dahai: "Director Feng also said that this old Buffon doesn't look like a rich man..."

"Dad, you think he is very down and out, and he is quite easy-going, not at all the same as that arrogant Mr. Wan, right?" Yang Ming said with a smile.

"This...is true..." Yang Dahai nodded.

"Dad, let me tell you the truth. In fact, Old Buffon was just kidnapped by two gangsters. In the private room downstairs, Hou Zhenhan and I rescued him, so he was very grateful to me. It is normal for you to be easy-going, and it is normal for him to escape from the devil's cave and be injured!" Yang Ming explained with a smile.

"So that's how it is!" Yang Dahai nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I'm relieved. By the way, where are the two gangsters?"

"I was sent to the police station by Hou Zhenhan." Yang Ming said: "Dad, you will understand everything when Mr. Wan and the others come later."

As he was talking, he saw Mr. Wan, who was bruised and swollen, walking quickly towards this side with a foreigner. When Mr. Wan saw Yang Ming, he immediately became furious and pointed at Yang Ming and said, "Good boy, so you are here! Okay, you have a habit, don't leave, the person I'll be looking for will arrive soon, I won't be able to kill you!"

The foreigner's face darkened and he shouted at Mr. Wan. Mr. Wan immediately became honest and returned to the foreigner with a flattering look, and whispered a few words.

The foreigner snorted coldly and raised his legs to the 601 private room. Mr. Wan glared at Yang Ming fiercely.

Yang Ming didn't care at all, even Yang Dahai felt that Mr. Wan was not as arrogant as before! He now believed in the identity of Buffon, because Frank and Mr. Wan had indeed arrived here!

As soon as Mr. Wan and his friends entered the private room, Yang Ming and Yang Dahai followed him. Mr. Wan was so anxious that you two are not finished yet? However, in order to show how proud and powerful he is in China in front of the boss, Mr. Wan still cursed with a harsh voice: "You two guys, get out quickly..."

However, after saying this, he felt something was wrong! Because, beside Old Buffon, the person sitting was actually the director of the bus factory just now!

When he turned around, he saw that Old Buffon stood up enthusiastically and gave up his seat to Yang Ming. Mr. Wan's head immediately "buzzed" for a while. What's going on? What's going on?

Could it be that I was drunk too much and was dazzled? But after rubbing my eyes, I found that this was the truth! This ghost man named Lao Buffon was actually very respectful to Yang Ming!

"Mr. Buffon, please call me, do you have any instructions?" In Mr. Wan's opinion, Frank was already a high-ranking existence, and this existence was so respectful to Old Buffon. Old Buffon was named Yang Ming...
Chapter completed!