President Bingshan's personal doctor

Su Han naturally kept an eye on people from overseas, and would not believe them easily, especially such a sudden thing.

He is not stupid, he will not easily believe other people's lies, he will not get up early if there is no benefit, and he has to spend a lot of manpower and financial resources on things that are not beneficial, are those bastards saints?

Su Han would not believe it.

At this moment, the night is dark.

In an entertainment club in the provincial capital of Haidong Province.

Qiu Feng sat there, and behind him stood two men with indifferent faces. On the opposite side were Wan Sanqian and Wan Jiarong's uncle and nephew. On the other side was the director Yue Zhihong.

"Young Master Qiu, you are a rare visitor. How long has it been since you came back to China?" Wan Sanqian smiled and raised his glass, "This Haidong Province is really a countryside, and the most high-end clubs are just like this, why don't you go We in Kyoto, I will definitely entertain Young Master Qiu well."

He took a sip of his wine, looked at Qiu Feng with a smile, and said seriously: "Young Master Qiu, do you have any business to bring back this time?"

Qiu Feng glanced at Wan Sanqian, lightly touched the wine glass, didn't drink at all, and said lightly: "I don't have any business, I just came here for a trip."

He smiled, "Mr. Wan is a giant figure in the domestic entertainment industry. What business is there that you haven't done? You need me, a small role, to bring it to you."

"Hey, what Qiu Shao said is true, but it's a matter of birth. If you are a small person, Qiu Shao, then we fellows are not even small people."

Wan Sanqian smiled, turned his head and glanced at Wan Jiarong and Yue Zhihong: "What are you still doing in a daze, toast Qiu Shao, welcome our guests from afar!"

Wan Jiarong hurriedly raised his wine glass, looking a little embarrassed: "Young Master Qiu, I am Mr. Wan's nephew, and my name is..."

"Your name is Wan Jiarong, I know." Qiu Feng glanced at him and said lightly.

Wan Jiarong was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Young Master Qiu knows me?"

"Naturally, it seems that you have said that overseas Hongmen are nothing but garbage that dare not return to China."

Qiu Feng's eyes widened, and suddenly there was a trace of coldness.

Wan Jiarong's complexion changed drastically, and he became pale in an instant, flustered.

Wan Sanqian gritted his teeth and told this bastard a long time ago not to talk nonsense outside. Who knows if there are any overseas Hongmen?

If this word gets out, it will really cause a catastrophe!

"Snapped!"

Before Wan Jiarong could speak, Wan Sanqian had already slapped Wan Jiarong so hard that he fell off the sofa with a scream.

"Nonsense, overseas Hongmen, are you able to slander, and you still haven't apologized to Young Master Qiu!"

Wan Sanqian roared.

Wan Jiarong fell to the ground and quickly bowed his head to apologize: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry Qiu Shao, it's because I don't know Taishan with my dog's eyes and talk nonsense, please forgive me Qiu Shao!"

He directly picked up the wine bottle and smashed it down hard on his head.

With a bang, the wine bottle shattered, and the bright red wine mixed with blood, and it was impossible to tell which was wine and which was blood.

The shattered glass fell to the ground, and Wan Jiarong was still kneeling there, motionless, not daring to raise his head.

"Forget it, those who don't know are innocent. For Mr. Wan's sake, I won't argue with you." Qiu Feng glanced at him lightly, and snorted softly, "I'm easy to talk, if the people in other halls today This, even your uncle, can't eat it and walk around!"

With this cold shout, Wan Sanqian couldn't help trembling.

I almost killed myself, but I have to restrain my nephew well, otherwise I will cause a big disaster sooner or later.

"Yes, yes, thank you Qiushao, thank you Qiushao!" Wan Jiarong was trembling and didn't care about treating the wound on his head, so he dared to get up and sit back on the sofa.

"I, I am a director," Yue Zhihong was so frightened that his face turned pale, and the hand holding the wine glass was trembling, "J-Jing Qiu has one less glass."

Yue Zhihong's face was pale, he glanced at Qiu Feng, and carefully sized him up.

But Qiu Feng didn't look at him at all, and treated him as air, which made Yue Zhihong feel embarrassed immediately.

In Qiu Feng's eyes, he was just air, not even qualified to toast him?

Wan Sanqian didn't dare to speak anymore, Wan Jiarong had already offended Qiu Feng just now, if he helped Yue Zhihong speak up, wouldn't that be courting death?

Yue Zhihong suddenly felt very embarrassed: "Young Master Qiu, I toast you a glass of wine."

"roll!"

Qiu Feng's body suddenly exuded a chill, "What are you, give me a toast? Do you have the qualifications!"

With this burst of drinking, Yue Zhihong's throat was so frightened that he stood at you holding the wine glass, at a loss what to do.

"What are you doing in a daze, go out." Wan Sanqian's face was not good, and he immediately asked Yue Zhihong to go out.

Of the people I brought, one was taught a lesson, and the other was kicked out directly, and he didn't look good.

This Qiu Feng is really domineering!

But with the Hongmen behind him, the young master of the Snake Hall is not so easy to provoke.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little tense, but Qiu Feng sat there like a normal person, drinking slowly.

"Young Master Qiu, you must bring some special products back when you travel domestically this time." Wan Sanqian smiled and found a topic.

"Well, you're right, I've already found it." Qiu Feng smiled faintly, "I've taken a fancy to that singer Qiao Yuman who has been very popular recently, and I'm going to bring her to America for development."

Wan Sanqian was startled: "Qiao Yuman?"

"You know him?" Qiu Feng looked at Wan Sanqian with a half-smile.

Wan Sanqian is a bigwig in the entertainment industry, how could he not know about the feng shui lawn in the entertainment industry.

"I know, but I still have some festivals." Wan Sanqian smiled and raised his wine glass, "But since she is attracted by Qiu Shao, then I, Lao Wan, no matter how courageous I am, I will not dare to do anything about it."

How could he not understand what Qiu Feng meant? This guy, if he fell in love with Qiao Yuman, he would take her back as a special product. As for what will happen to Qiao Yuman, he can already guess.

"I just sent her an invitation to come back to America with me." Qiu Feng said confidently, "I believe she will not refuse."

She didn't dare to refuse, no one had ever dared to refuse herself.

Qiu Feng's eyes were full of domineering.

"That's natural. It's her good fortune to be favored by Young Master Qiu. How dare she refuse? No one has ever dared to refuse Young Master Qiu."

Wan Sanqian raised his wine glass and said with a smile, "Then I will congratulate Qiu Shao first, I found an interesting specialty, it must be delicious, hahahaha!"

Qiu Feng raised his wine glass and took a sip: "I would like to lend you a good word."

In his opinion, Qiao Yuman would never refuse, and she did not dare to refuse. To Qiu Feng, he had never experienced what it was like to be rejected.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

As soon as the voice fell, Qiu Feng's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Qiao Yuman's call, his face was even more proud.

"My special product is coming."

Qiu Feng smiled disdainfully, connected to the phone, and deliberately turned on the speakerphone, and Qiao Yuman's voice came from there.

"Is it Mr. Qiu? I'm sorry. I've thought it over carefully and decided not to go to the United States, but to develop in China. Thank you for your kindness."

The smile on Qiu Feng's face suddenly froze there, as if someone had slapped him, and it was already stiff.

(End of this chapter)