Shang Lei showed a crying expression and gently clenched his eyes: "We are all old classmates, don't take it to your heart."

Zhang Chen didn't say anything, Li Xiaohu raised his chin: "I just said Chen was here to find Zhao Honglong, you don't believe it."

"We're wrong, we're wrong."

Passing through the magnificent lobby, under the guidance of Shang Lei, Zhang Chen and Li Xiaohu walked into the elevator.

Soon, a few people arrived at the 18th floor.

A spacious corridor with a thick red carpet, you can see a frosted glass door, on which there is a sign hanging.

“Chairman’s Office.”

When Zhang Chen and Li Xiaohu were about to enter the door, Shang Lei grabbed Zhang Chen's hand: "Zhang Chen, no, Brother Chen, I was wrong. Don't tell Mr. Zhao about the matter downstairs, please."

Looking at Shang Lei, who was shaking constantly, Zhang Chen pulled his hand back in disgust: "My mouth grows on me, I say whatever I like."

Shang Lei's body staggered suddenly, showing an expression that was even worse than crying: "Brother, I was wrong, I beg you..."

Zhang Chen ignored him and took Li Xiaohu into Zhao Honglong's office.

Zhao Honglong's office is quite grand.

Two floor-to-ceiling windows made the sunlight outside shine unreservedly, making the office extremely bright.

Just walk to the floor-to-ceiling windows and you can overlook the entire city center.

The floor imported from abroad is spotless, with a layer of precious carpet on it, and jade-made beasts are placed on the desk.

The entire desk is made of scented nan, with beautiful patterns. When you walk in and smell it, there is a faint fragrance.

What made Zhang Chen feel most inhumane was the exhibition cabinet behind Zhao Honglong, where antiques were placed. Zhang Chen used his special ability to scan it... Each one was worth nothing, not even a decoration less than 100,000 yuan.

"This guy is richer than I thought." Zhang Chen said in his heart.

Zhao Honglong’s office alone has increased by millions.

"Come? Sit." Zhao Honglong smiled a little, and after a while, a secretary with a bulging figure walked in and served a cup of American coffee for Zhang Chen and Li Xiaohu.

Li Xiaohu knew without looking at it. This coffee is valuable. He tried it anxiously, but almost burned his tongue and frowned, saying, "It's hot and bitter."

"Why did you come to see me if you have time?" Zhao Honglong sat on a thick leather chair and sipped a sip of coffee.

Zhang Chen rubbed his hands...

If you directly explain your purpose, isn't that a bit too straightforward?

So, Zhang Chen stammered: "Yes, I miss you a little... a little."

"Puff!" Zhao Honglong sprayed out the coffee in his mouth.

What?

Miss me a little?

Taking out the handkerchief, Zhao Honglong wiped his mouth while covering up his disobedience and said, "Shang Lei and the others are not making things difficult for you, are they?"

"I'm embarrassed, and my words are very ugly." Zhang Chen nodded.

If Shang Lei, who was outside the door, heard this, he would probably be autistic on the spot.

"I didn't expect that the Commerce Department of our Tianyu Group could not even do such a small thing well. It seems that we still need to train them." Zhao Honglong put down his handkerchief and said slowly.

"I should exercise well." Zhang Chen smiled.

Next, there was a long period of silence.

Zhang Chen did know Zhao Honglong, and even Zhao Honglong paid Zhang Chen a discipleship fee, but the two of them were really not familiar with each other.
Chapter completed!