The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Speaking sadly, Ye Zhibing asked Lu Xiling to go back to his room to rest, and he went to talk to Mr. Gao.

After going downstairs, Ye Zhibing came to the hall to look for Huang Guolong.

He felt that Huang Guolong's goal was him. If he didn't achieve his goal, Huang Guolong would not give up and would come here to find him.

Sure enough, Ye Zhibing stood in the lobby for a while, and Huang Guolong appeared behind Ye Zhibing like a ghost.

"Mr. Ye."

Ye Zhibing looked back and saw Huang Guolong smiling at him with a proud face.

Now that there is a need for others, Ye Zhibing endured his depression and said politely: "Mr. Huang."

Huang Guolong walked a few steps closer to Ye Zhibing, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, I figured it out."

Ye Zhibing said in a low voice: "Can you make arrangements, I want to talk to Mr. Gao."

Huang Guolong was overjoyed. It seemed that a threat would succeed, so he stretched out his hand and patted Ye Zhibing on the shoulder, "It's easy to say, Mr. Gao is hosting a banquet, let's go together."

Ye Zhibing nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Huang."

Huang Guolong laughed, "We are on our own now, so why not be polite, let's go, there is a car outside."

Ye Zhibing followed Huang Guolong out of the hotel and walked towards a Lamborghini sports car parked at the door.

Huang Guolong pointed at the sports car triumphantly, "Do you see it, follow Mr. Gao, the minimum configuration."

After Ye Zhibing got into the car, Huang Guolong called Mr. Gao to inform Ye Zhibing that he had agreed to the banquet.

After making the phone call, Huang Guolong drove Ye Zhibing and drove for about half an hour to the entrance of a luxurious nightclub.

"Mr. Ye, President Gao ordered us to have dinner here at night, and then relax."

For the sake of Shengshi Group, Ye Zhibing had no choice but to follow orders, "Thank you Mr. Huang for the arrangement."

Several beautiful female guests at the door met Huang Guolong, and immediately with a sweet smile on their faces, they bowed ninety degrees and shouted: "Mr. Huang!"

It seems that Huang Guolong is a frequent visitor here, otherwise so many beauties would not know him.

Huang Guolong looked back to greet Ye Zhibing proudly, "Mr. Ye, what do you think of the environment here?"

Of course it is very good, all decorations are for one purpose: luxury.

The most important point of luxury is to create a "public sense of distance", that is, everything is made of the best materials and the most expensive price, so that ordinary people have a feeling of being out of reach, so as to reflect their own sense of luxury.

This is what this nightclub does. Everything is sparkling, bright, and golden. What comes into view is a feeling, expensive, unattainable.

Perhaps Huang Guolong's question was to reflect their level, and at the same time, to show the importance they attached to Ye Zhibing.

But Ye Zhibing didn't understand why Mr. Gao and the others valued themselves so much?
Is it because the airport showed such a trick?
That move was not particularly astonishing, and good players could do it without exception. After all, the opponents were just a bunch of scum-level thugs.

This mystery can only be told by Mr. Gao.

"very good."

Ye Zhibing replied.

Huang Guolong smiled, "Mr. Ye thinks it's good, that's it. Let's go to the private room for dinner first."

Ye Zhibing did as he pleased, "Okay, Mr. Huang."

Huang Guolong took Ye Zhibing to a luxurious box on the second floor. The area was almost [-] square meters. There was only a round table and a few sofas.

The box looks very empty, and people can move around freely in it.

The two entered the box under the warm hospitality of the waiter, but there was no one in it yet.

Huang Guolong told Ye Zhibing to sit down, "Mr. Gao will be here in a while, let's wait a bit."

Ye Zhibing smiled, "Okay, Mr. Huang."

After waiting for a while, Mr. Gao really walked into the box with several strong men.

When Mr. Gao saw Ye Zhibing, he walked over with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hands to shake hands with Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing stood up and shook hands with Mr. Gao.

"Mr. Ye, you are finally willing to come, I am honored."

"President Gao, you are being polite."

Ye Zhibing also talked politely in a hypocritical manner.

After shaking hands, Mr. Gao pointed to the four burly men beside him and introduced, "Mr. Ye, the four of them are brothers, known as the Four Heroes of the East China Sea."

Ye Zhibing stretched out a hand to shake hands with them one by one.

But Ye Zhibing noticed that these four people all looked indifferent, as if they were not convinced by him.

"This is Nobita."

Ye Zhibing held Nobita's hand and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

But at this moment, Nobita suddenly exerted strength with his hand, as if he wanted to crush Ye Zhibing's palm.

Ye Zhibing laughed secretly, still playing this game, don't you dislike old-fashioned ones?
Therefore, Ye Zhibing exerted his strength quietly, resisting Nobita's tight grip.

Nobita's strength was great, and the veins on his forehead exploded when he held back his strength.

Mr. Gao and Huang Guolong did not stop, but watched with great interest.

Ye Zhibing's face remained unchanged, and his smile remained unchanged.

Nobita began to worry, why did he exert so much strength that he could crush the wood logically, but the other party didn't seem to be suffering at all?
He took a deep breath and exerted his strength again, almost doing his best.

But Ye Zhibing still smiled, his face was soft, as if nothing happened.

Mr. Gao and Huang Guolong looked at it, and secretly praised it. It really is a first-class expert. It seems that the information is correct.

Ye Zhibing let Nobita play for a few minutes, and then it was time to come and go without indecent assault.

He also exerted strength on his hands, and Nobita felt that the pressure on his palms was really uncomfortable, so he gritted his teeth and held on.

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, and increased his strength again, Daxiong was almost overwhelmed, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and his palms feel like they have been scalded by Luo Tie, with burning pain.

After 1 minute, Daxiong knew that he was not the opponent's opponent, and holding on would only increase the pain.

So he decided to throw in the towel.

"Mr. Ye, good strength."

Nobita expressed his admiration for Ye Zhibing's strength.

Ye Zhibing would not overly embarrass Mr. Gao's bodyguard, he let go of his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Daxiong is not bad, I really met Mr. Gao today."

The two smiled at each other, like heroes sympathizing with each other.

Mr. Gao said from the side: "You two, you can still communicate at the wine table, don't be in a hurry."

Ye Zhibing and Daxiong smiled at the same time and let go.

Mr. Gao went on to introduce, "This is Erxiong, with powerful fists and feet."

Erxiong cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if I can learn Mr. Ye's skills."

Ye Zhibing said modestly: "Seeing that the Erxiong brothers are masters, I am willing to bow down."

Erxiong was dumbfounded. In his understanding, didn't the better the skill, the more people like to compete?
Why doesn't this Mr. Ye follow the routine?
Mr. Gao admired Ye Zhibing's demeanor very much, and said with a smile: "Let's eat and drink first, communicate, compete, and wait until we are full."