1782: C1782 I also Think I Have a Good Eye!

C1782 I also Think I Have a Good Eye!

"Sir, can I help you?"

The manager could not remember where he had met Jun Zhao before. His professionalism made him politely ask Jun Zhao.

"Go and get a bottle of medicine oil to wipe Director Zhao's hands. His hands are red."

Jun Zhao instructed.

Everyone's eyes looked at Zhao Mingbo's hands.

Zhao Mingbo also lowered his head to look at his own hands. Only then did he see that the hand that he had just shook with Jun Zhao had turned red.

He:... "

No wonder after shaking hands, he felt that there was still pain in his hands. It turned out that his hands had turned red.

It showed how strong Jun Zhao was.

"No need."

Zhao Mingbo refused Jun Zhao's kind arrangement with a dark face. He then left Jun Zhao behind and walked in under the escort of his old classmates.

When he passed by Yang Siyu, Zhao Mingbo stopped. He looked at Yang Siyu for a moment and said, "Siyu, long time no see. Your taste is still that high!"

The last sentence was obviously sarcastic.

"Long time no see. Thank you for the compliment. I also think my taste is very good."

How could it not be good?

He could stop the Third Young Master of the Jun Family with just one block on the street.

No one else could squeeze their way through the door of the Jun Family, so she easily walked in.

Zhao Mingbo was angered by Siyu's smile, and his face turned gloomy and gloomy. However, he did not flare up on the spot. He crowded around the classmates who were trying to please him and went upstairs to the large private room that he had booked beforehand.

Jun's Hotel was one of the best hotels in Jin City.

The environment was good, and the consumption was high. Of course, those who could come here to spend money were not ordinary people.

Therefore, when Zhao Mingbo said that he would treat everyone to a meal in Jun's Hotel, as long as they were in Jin City, no matter what kind of relationship they usually had, they would actively participate.

The big private room was the biggest private room in Jun's Hotel. The big round table inside was enough to seat so many of them.

After entering the private room, Zhao Mingbo was surrounded by everyone and sat in the middle.

The seats on his left and right were the most popular. Everyone wanted to sit, and wanted to get classmates with him.

When Yang Siyu and her husband came in, there were only two seats very far away from Zhao Mingbo.

To others, this was a bad seat, but to Yang Siyu, it was the best seat. She did not want to sit together with Zhao Mingbo at all.

"Siyu."

Zhao Mingbo suddenly called her and waved at her. "Siyu, come and sit here. We haven't seen each other for so long. We have to have a few drinks later."

Hsiao Hwa, who was sitting beside him, glared at Yang Siyu. Her old man secretly tugged at her. She reluctantly moved to the side and made space for Yang Siyu.

"We will sit here."

Yang Siyu pulled Jun Zhao to sit down.1

She did not give Zhao Mingbo any face.

Zhao Mingbo's expression turned ugly once again.

Hsiao Hwa deliberately smiled and said, "Siyu, Mingbo really took care of you. He said Secretary Ming will come to the hotel later. Secretary Ming is a person that a small civilian like you cannot even look up to. You do not want to get close to Mingbo. If you miss out on getting to know Secretary Ming, you will regret it. "

"Although you open a coffee shop, think about it. If Secretary Ming thinks highly of you and praise the taste of your coffee at the company and customers, would you worry about your business not being good?"

"Mingbo treats you well, that's why he left such a good opportunity for you. Don't miss it."

Hsiao Hwa was so envious.

Before coming here, her old man had told her that she must coax Zhao Mingbo and see if she could get to know Secretary Ming through Zhao Mingbo.

Her husband's family also did business, but the scale of the factory was not large. He could not have any business dealings with the Jun's Group. Of course, if he could get the recognition of the upper echelons of the Jun's... Just a little bit of it was enough for these small shrimps to eat until they were full.

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