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Chapter 722 Touching the Reverse Scale

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    Following the direction of Qian Xiaofeng's finger, the spotlight also came over.

    I saw, leaning against the door, there was a small square table less than one square meter.

    This scene directly made everyone sigh.

    Those who recognized Han Yu in the nearby seats were sweating profusely, and their hearts were very nervous.

    Are you kidding me?  Although Qianjia is very good, but Han Yu is the richest man in Asia, is he so disrespectful?

    The audience in the distance watched the excitement. After all, they didn't know that the pork seller was Han Yu. They only knew that this person seemed to have offended Qianjia, otherwise he wouldn't have been punished by Qianjia like this.

    "Excuse me, is there no room?" Han Yu asked lightly.

    "Yes! There is only one position left for Mr. Gu!" Qian Xiaofeng grinned.

    "Then I'll give up the position to Mr. Han!" Gu Chong said suddenly.

    Qian Xiaofeng was immediately dumbfounded, and looked at Gu Chong with a confused look on his face, "Mr. Gu, are you kidding me? Are you sitting here?"

    "Haha! Isn't this a single-seat VIP?" Gu Chong smiled awkwardly.

    Qian Xiaofeng squinted his eyes, his eyes were a bit dignified. After all, Gu Chong is considered a big boss. It is a bit unusual to give up his seat to the pork seller. Could it be that the pork seller is a little tricky?

    "No need, Mr. Gu, I like this position very much!" Han Yu walked into the small table under the spotlight with a smile.

    The audience was silent.

    The people in the far seat were also silent.

    They all recognized Han Yu.

    Qian Xiaofeng frowned, this kind of atmosphere is really a bit embarrassing.

    "Mr. Han! You're here too! It's flourishing!"

    At this moment, a voice of overjoyed surprise sounded, I have to say, it sounded artificial.

    Qian Xiaofeng frowned on both sides, and the person who made the sound turned out to be his father.

    Mr. Han?  My father actually knew this person. Thinking of the silence of the audience and Gu Chong's giving up his seat, I'm afraid this Mr. Han is not an ordinary person.

    "Hello! Who are you?" Han Yu didn't know this man in his fifties.

    "It's natural that Mr. Han doesn't know me. I, Qian Jianfeng, am Qianxiong's youngest son!" The middle-aged man introduced himself.

    "It turned out to be Qian Jianfeng. I'm sorry. I'm a little face-blind and can't remember people, but how could I have never heard of Qian Jianfeng, the number one master of the Qianjia!" Han Yu smiled and apologized. He was not flattering, but  He has really heard of Qian Jianfeng, after all, the number one master of the Qian family, his combat power is said to be second only to Hua Guo's two war gods.

    "Haha! Mr. Han has won the prize, the love of those in the clan! Mr. Han, why don't you come to my table?" Qian Jianfeng said politely. For him, Han Yu is a big benefactor  , There are many companies under him, and it is a big business for each boss to have a bodyguard.

    Of course, those outsiders say that Qianjia is only doing security for important people, those are purely exaggerated, and they also do ordinary people, otherwise it would not be the largest security company in Huaguo.

    "Oh! It's like this. This Qian Xiaofeng arranged a VIP seat for me, so I'll just sit here!" Han Yu said with a smile.

    "Mr. Han, Xiaofeng is my son. He has been spoiled by me since he was a child. If he offends you in any way, please forgive me!" Qian Jianfeng said with a smile.

    "Dad! Who is this? Why are you being polite to him? He hit me?" Qian Xiaofeng clenched his fists tightly and said regardless of the occasion.

    Qian Jianfeng frowned, his son actually dug a big hole for him by saying that in public.

    Don't help your son?  Make people laugh!

    If he helped his son, he offended a potential big client.

    Facing a dilemma, Qian Jianfeng decided to help, which is also the most convincing way, and it is possible not to offend Han Yu.

    "Mr. Han, it's like this. I heard from my son that he was kicked four times in a cafe yesterday! Now he says that this person is you. I want to ask if there is any misunderstanding?" Qian Jian  Feng asked with a smile.

    "I kicked it, but I have already given you Qianjia a lot of face, and I didn't really hurt him!" Han Yu said lightly, and it is true that if he really wanted to kill, Qian Xiaofeng would not survive.

    "What's the matter?" Qian Jianfeng restrained his smile, because Han Yu didn't seem to be polite.

    "Miss Qianyu, come here!" Han Yu immediately called Huang Fang over.

    Huang Fang didn't dare, Han Yu went directly to the latter and pulled him up.He hugged Huang Fang, rolled up his sleeves and said, "This is what Qian Jianfeng hit. New injuries add old injuries. These are a pair of arms that will never heal!"

    Qian Jianfeng's complexion changed. It is impossible for outsiders to know about Qian Yu's domestic violence, so he immediately said: "You nonsense, these injuries were caused by Qian Yu when he was a child, they are all old injuries!"

    It seems that he doesn't admit it, Han Yu squinted at Qian Jianfeng, it seems that Qian Yu is indeed the untouchable inverse scale of the giant Qianjia, once he touches it, even he, the richest man in Asia, will not get a piece of his wealth  Very affectionate.

    "Really? As the granddaughter of the Qian family, but sitting at the same table with the servant?" Han Yu had a cold light in his eyes. At this moment, he was not only seeking justice from Huang Fang, but also seeking an explanation for the real Qianyu Tong Xinyao.

    "Because Miss Qian Yu of our Qian Family is humble and never looks down on people. Sitting at a table with them is Miss Qian Yu's voluntary choice, and this way of doing it shows that our Qian Family cares about the servants!" Qian Jianfeng said with sharp eyes.  He looked at Han Yu and said.

    "It is indeed my choice, they are all my friends!" Huang Fang was forced to say helplessly with a smile.

    "Mr. Han doesn't understand the glory of our Qian family, so there's no need to talk. Since this is a VIP seat, Mr. Han can sit if he wants!" Qian Jianfeng replied lightly, then turned around and left, as if nothing happened  of.

    Qian Xiaofeng couldn't help snickering, and said in a low voice, "You idiot! Even my grandpa wouldn't be polite to you if you even mentioned a thousand words!"

    "It's your guilty conscience, you should be ashamed of Qian Yu!" Han Yu's gaze was like a sword, piercing the key points.

    "Huh! Make sure you have a VIP seat, I might as well reveal your dish, a bowl of fried rice with eggs!" Qian Xiaofeng laughed and walked away.

    Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and this Qianjia greeted Mr. Richest Man just like that.

    Just then, a beautiful supporting person came on stage.

    "Amazing! Zhang Qizhi was invited!"

    "My Goddess!"

    "Wait, Zhang Qizhi looks like an artist from Mr. Han's company!"

    I don't know who said such a sentence, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became awkward.

    "No wonder Zhang Qizhi looks ugly!"

    Another sound of making up the knife made Qianqian's family look ugly.

    "Zhang Qizhi, why are you so sad? Today is my grandfather's 70th birthday, you are just an artist, do your job well!" Qian Xiaofeng's indifferent voice broke the embarrassment.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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