"Mr. Chen, thank you very much for the business you brought to us. The wine you asked me to help sell was sold, but I just don't know when it will be shipped?"

In the Six-point Star Building, Chen Lang answered the phone and said, "I will also attend a banquet tonight. Let's do this. I'll send it to you now. It will be delivered in about two or three hours. Then you can just give the money to the delivery person."

"Okay Mr. Chen."

When the phone hung up, Chen Lang smiled and then called Chen Liang's phone.

"Brother Lang?"

"Fatty, I remember that in the early years, a ship of your father sank, and there was a batch of red wine in it. Is that true?"

Chen Jing was stunned for a long time and said, "It's true, but it's not a good wine. Although it's a foreign brand, the brand has been closed for many years. At that time, my father delivered things to a foreign freighter, and then the other person gave it. Unexpectedly, the ship capsized when he came back. A few years ago, my father salvaged the materials from the boat. Now it's in my house, with more than ten boxes, and he has been thrown there for many years. No, Brother Lang, how do you know? I remember I didn't tell you about this."

Chen Lang rolled his eyes when he heard this. How did I know?

It wasn't that when you were in your previous life, you took it out for us to drink, but it turned out to be a fishy smell and I remember it deeply.

"Don't worry about how I know. Now you take a leave and go back to Hangzhou. The speed is faster. Go to your house to get twenty bottles and send them to Pinghu Qiuyue Club. I'll sell them for you. Then the club manager will give you the money directly."

"No, Brother Lang, how much money can you sell broken wine? It's not worth it." The fat man said speechlessly.

"There is a sucker who wants to buy it, which is close to 20 million. Do you want to sell it as you please?" Chen Lang said casually.

"Twenty million?"

Chen Mei was stunned, holding his cell phone as if he was in a dream. After a moment, he nodded wildly and said, "Brother Lang, wait, I'll go home now."

...........

"Boss, will there be a banquet tonight?"

Liu Yishou, who was sitting on the side, licked his face and said, "Do you want to take your subordinates to gain insight?"

"I'm going to show off, what are you going to do?"

Chen Lang rolled his eyes and glared at the old boy.

I haven't settled the score with you when I criticized me for SB last time.

Liu Yishou felt cold all over. Seeing that Chen Lang's face was wrong, he thought to himself that it was not good and quickly said, "Boss nb, I'll go to work now."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Too lazy to chase this old boy, Chen Lang turned to look at Liu Hong of China Infrastructure Engineering and said, "In general, I am still very satisfied. I can settle the final payment now, but you still need to pay attention to the subsequent greening and details."

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I will watch here around the clock before this project is completely finished!"

Liu Hong stood up and promised.

Chen Lang nodded and then signaled to Xiao Xiaoai.

It's around nine o'clock in the evening.

Chen Lang drove Lamborghini and pulled Xiao Xiaoai to the [3q Chinese www.xbshu.cn] to the Autumn Moon Club of Pinghu.

"Mr. Chen!"

An old man stood in front of the club door, and his eyes lit up when he saw Chen Lang's eyes, and he walked forward with small steps to shake hands with Chen Lang.

Behind the old man, a middle-aged man looked a little ugly and didn't know what he was thinking.

Behind the middle-aged man is a woman, about 23 or 24 years old, with a very beautiful appearance, but not the kind of beauty of an ordinary girl. The beauty of this woman is even more reflected in her temperament.

A heroic spirit.

The kind that is as good as men.

This is a bit rare.

Chen Lang couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

There is a saying that you can become a peerless beauty overnight, but you cannot read out your temperament in one day.

No matter what temperament it is, it is accumulated over the years.

"You should be Zhao Tingyun, right?"

Chen Lang casually patted the old man's hand, walked over to the woman with a gentle smile.

The audience was shocked.

The old man raised his hand and was stunned. The middle-aged man couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"It's me, hello, Mr. Chen!"

Zhao Tingyun took a deep breath, smiled, stretched out his hands to shake hands with Chen Lang, and then introduced to Chen Lang: "This is my father, Zhao Xunshan, this is my grandfather, Zhao Qishan."

"Oh, it turns out that the two are Ms. Zhao's family. No wonder they look so similar!" Chen Lang said knowingly.

However, although Chen Lang was laughing, his smile obviously became much colder, as if he was full of disgust and did not want to hide it at all.

Not far away, small groups were looking here.

One of the small groups is a few young people.

The only son of the Zhao family happened to be among them. Zhao Kunkun pointed to Chen Lang silently and said contemptuously: "See, just him, Chen Lang, a lucky nouveau riche, is not as late as he comes, nor is he the most proud. He is not very arrogant at all."

"hehe!"

The young people around are all second-generation people from Hangzhou. They are not young men like Zhao Kun who just returned to China. How could they pick them up if they offend people?

Zhao Kunkun was bored when he heard the sneer beside him, turned to Sun Qilin and said, "Brother Qilin, you are the boss of this small circle. Do you think there is something wrong with my words?"

Sun Qilin looked at Zhao Kunkun coldly, then walked towards Chen Lang.

this?

The second generation around were slightly stunned.

Zhao Kunkun was even more happy and said to the people around him: "Look, Brother Qilin can't stand it anymore. Brother Qilin is going to take action. Let's not talk or move. Let's stand up, look at Brother Qilin's methods."

After hearing this, the second generation felt even more incredible.

"Godfather!"

Sun Qilin stepped forward and lowered his head and shouted obediently.

Chen Lang turned his head, slightly surprised, and said, "Why are you here?"

"Several friends in the circle said that the new little brother was going to hold a banquet at home, so we came here to join in the fun." Sun Qilin said with his eyebrows down.

"What kind of friends? Contact less in the future, go home quickly!" Chen Lang glared.

"Yes, yes, I'll leave now."

Sun Qilin turned around and walked away quickly, getting in the car without looking back.

Behind, Zhao Kunkun and others were stunned.

"Kunkun, sorry, my brother has something to do at home, so let's go first!"

"Haha, I have a little lover who said there is no class today and I'm going to have a lecture, so I'm leaving too!"

"Kun Kun, they all left, then we will leave too."

"yes!"

“…”

They are not stupid, and the second generation ran away in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Kunkun stood alone in the cold wind, and at this moment he felt unprecedented sadness.

Same.

The second generations are not stupid, and those first generations are not stupid.

Many people saw that the situation was wrong and turned around and left.

When middle-aged people saw this scene, they felt uncomfortable and bleeding in their hearts. This was a banquet worth 100 million yuan. They thought they would be considered as losing money and eliminating disasters, which would satisfy Chen Lang, but who would have thought that after this dog came, they drove away a group of people.

These people are potential partners in the future.

After such a fuss today, who dares to cooperate with your own company in the future?

The old man's eyes flashed, and he obviously understood this truth, so he gave Zhao Tingyun a wink.
Chapter completed!