Urban Shenhao System

Zhu Jianda found the steps at once, let go of the hand he was holding, and made another gesture of invitation and said, "Anqing, please!"

"Okay!" An Qing was not polite at all, and walked into the hotel with his legs raised.

Zhu Jianda was speechless again, is he young?Still don't know how to be polite?Don't you know how to save face?
But that's okay, I'm going to take a look today, what is it that supports you so confidently?Thinking to himself, Zhu Jianda also walked into the hotel.

Manager Yida took a few steps to catch up with An Qing and the two, consciously lagging behind by a position, he had to lead the way.

Behind An Qing and Zhu Jianda were bodyguard captains and assistants, and the other bodyguards performed their duties.

Lu Sha followed behind, looked around, but did not see Zhu Congcong, then she glanced at Zhu Jianda's assistant.

This assistant was a young girl, the one who confronted Lusha in the morning.

The assistant also noticed that Lusha was looking at her, so she knew what Lusha was thinking.

After a while when the banquet started, if Zhu Congcong hadn't arrived, it would be a blatant contempt for An Qing.

Lusha didn't want such a thing to happen, and she didn't allow herself to make such a mistake.

She was waiting for a reasonable explanation from the little assistant.

But Zhu Jianda was the first to speak out about this matter. He cared about his reputation very much. He said he would bring Zhu Congcong here, but everyone else Anqing came, and his son hadn't arrived yet, which made him feel very humiliated.

When entering the private room, Zhu Jianda gave his little assistant a wink, the little girl nodded, walked to a place more than ten meters away from the private room and made a phone call.

An Qing and Zhu Jianda entered the private room and sat on the main seat. Zhu Jianda smiled and said to An Qing: "Mr. An, how old do you think I am? It doesn't matter if I call you brother?"

Before An Qing could speak, he had already called.

"Brother, don't be offended. I don't know if my son is stuck in the road. He has no sense of time. It's also my fault that I don't discipline him enough. My brother laughed at me!"

Zhu Jianda didn't say anything, An Qing had forgotten that there was such a thing, this old man has arrived, and he, a junior, has not yet arrived. This is not justified by insufficient discipline.

Could it be that Zhu Jianda asked himself to wait for his son to arrive before preparing for the banquet?But don't be ridiculous, let alone Zhu Congcong, even if his old man Zhu Jianda is late, An Qing won't give him any face, what kind of fart is he, Zhu Congcong?

An Qing said without showing any expression: "Then just wait, we are already late!"

After finishing speaking, An Qing moved the tableware by hand.

His action was also for Zhu Jianda to see. From the face-to-face of the team, this kind of contest has already begun.

Neither of them got out of the car, it's already obvious, okay?

This scene made An Qing very upset. The old boy said that he was visiting him, and he made an appointment with An Qing twice. Because he was also the richest man in the past, An Qing would go to this banquet. Otherwise, An Qing really wouldn't Come.

Don't think that anyone has the face to invite An Qing, it mainly depends on whether he is in a good mood.

I, Anqing, gave you Zhu Jianda face, and you slapped me Anqing in the face as soon as you met, and I will study you later!
Seeing An Qing's action, Zhu Jianda knew that An Qing was dissatisfied, not only with his son Zhu Congcong, but also with him Zhu Jianda.

He was really curious about An Qing's identity, from the first time he spent tens of billions to acquire Qianyi Entertainment, to the two phone calls he made to An Qing, and his current attitude.

This made him think that An Qing must have confidence, could it be that he is richer than himself?After having this idea, Zhu Jianda himself didn't believe it. After all, there are only a few people who are richer than him on the surface, no more than one hand, and it is absolutely impossible for An Qing to be in this hand.

that power?It is possible!But he didn't get any information about An Qing, so he just thought that today, he must find out An Qing's identity.

Before finding out An Qing's identity, Zhu Jianda would not make judgments without thinking. Even if An Qing was being unreasonable to him many times, Zhu Jianda held back. No one dared to talk to him like this for a long time.

He felt that he had already given An Qing a lot of face, if he continued to push forward, then don't blame Zhu Jianda for not showing An Qing any mercy.

The two were thinking about their own things, neither of them spoke, and the private room was very quiet.

At this time, the door of the private room had just been pushed open, and a voice came in, "Dad, who is here?"

After Zhu Jianda heard it, his face darkened suddenly. What he told Zhu Congcong was to bring him to meet a friend today, Mr. An.

Who would have thought that this Zhu Congcong thought that An Qing was an ordinary boss of a small company. Not only was he late, but he began to address people rudely before entering the door. Did he really think that other bosses were begging for him?
What Zhu Jianda didn't expect most was still to come. After his son came in, he saw An Qing not only did not say hello, but also said disdainfully, "What are you doing here? Why didn't your father come?"

Zhu Congcong got angry when he saw An Qing, and he didn't know how many times he had stumbled in front of him. How could this not let him have a good time and find a balance!

Therefore, when Zhu Congcong saw that An Qing was almost the same age as him, he thought that he was just a second generation, and he should have come with his father.

Because Zhu Congcong was too used to those people who always came to please their father and son whenever they had something to do, there were too many of them, so he thought An Qing was the same, so he was very used to saying that.

An Qing glanced at Zhu Congcong playfully, and then at Zhu Jianda.

Zhu Jianda's face turned black with anger. He really didn't expect that Zhu Congcong would talk like this. Although he doesn't control him very strictly, under normal circumstances, he is not like this. After all, he is also a person who has taken a small target. So immature?

Zhu Jianda clapped his hands on the table, "Why are you talking to Mr. An like that? Hurry up and call..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Jianda realized something. This An Qing is about the same age as his son, and may be younger than Zhu Congcong. Isn't it a little bit called uncle...

But I already called An Qing my brother, and this son called him by his first name, which is no different from calling him by my own name?

Thinking of this, Zhu Jianda said, "Uncle An or Uncle Qing!"

Zhu Congcong was speechless after listening.

After An Qing heard this, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He felt that this matter seemed familiar, and the whole process was so familiar.Didn't his own seniority go up all at once?It's still from the uncle's generation!