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Chapter 151 Zhou Xiaoqiang

"Oh, by the way!" Kong Yi called out to Wang Cheng who was about to get up: "This distributor is called Beidi. If I don't come forward, it will be difficult for you to contact him."

Wang Cheng frowned: "How to do that?"

Kong Yi closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "Bedi has a childhood friend named Mengyuan. Isn't April 6th Huang Long's birthday? Then you say hello to Zhang Fan and ask Huang Long to invite Mengyuan. Everyone can just talk about the supply matter to Mengyuan."

Wang Cheng smiled, "You remember it very clearly. If you don't say it, I'll almost forget that it will be Brother Huang's 44th birthday in a few days."

"Haha, this is a better opportunity. At Huang Long's birthday party, he would have a chance to meet Meng Yuan and then mention this matter casually. There would be basically no problem."

Wang Cheng asked, "Brother Kong, are you going to this birthday party?"

"I'll go, but I'll disappear from Mengyuan."

Wang Cheng looked at Kong Yi's thin cheeks and his eyes that were a little trapped in, and sighed and said, "Brother Kong, you stayed honestly behind you and didn't speak or show your face. You are easily overlooked."

Kong Yi refused to comment: "It's okay, I have no pursuit, just have a taste of food."

"Okay, I'll talk about this to Brother Fan when I look back."

"Um."

Time flies, and it is April 6th in a blink of an eye.

In Haibei, as a famous person who is not law-abiding, Huang Long’s birthday party must not be too shabby.

The birthday party was held at the Junhao Hotel in the city center. It was held at 3 pm, but in fact, starting from 1 2 pm, luxury cars drove into the Junhao Hotel and gathered here.

Due to the war, the economic level of Haibei is actually not as good as that of Hecheng, but it does not mean that Haibei is all poor.

It was too much of a price. Zhang Fan and his team did not drive Miao Renfeng's van this time, but rented a BMW x5. When Zhang Fan and his team felt that the hotel parking lot was almost full, and all kinds of cars were dazzling, and luxury cars of millions were common.

What surprised Zhang Fan and the others the most was that the license plate numbers of many cars were small trumpet cars such as 014,023.

Adults understand what it means to attend such occasions and attend such banquets.

"Bang!"

In the parking lot, Miao Renfeng parked the car, got out of the car, looked at the dazzling array of luxury cars in the parking lot, and said with emotion: "Boss Huang is still very energetic. There are so many famous figures in Sansheng to support him."

"What about that?" Wu Liangbin got out of the car and said casually: "If he can't do it, can he break up Wu Zonghui's son and the blind man, and can he still make the other party dare not let go of a single fart?"

Miao Renfeng was a little envious: "When will we have this card too, that's awesome."

"Don't hurry, take it slowly." Zhang Fan patted Miao Renfeng's shoulder and joked: "Director Miao still has potential. Whenever you surpass Cameron, you will have everything."

Miao Renfeng was extremely frustrated: "Go to the end, there are billions of people around the world, how many Camerons are there? Are you not talking nonsense?"

"Wow~ that car is so beautiful."

Wu Liangbin's girlfriend Zhou Qian suddenly pointed to a pink Mercedes-Benz coupe that was slowly driving into the parking lot: "What kind of car is this? It's so cute."

"That's Mercedes-Benz, modified, stupid."

Wu Liangbin knocked on her little head.

In today's occasion, Wu Liangbin originally didn't want to bring Zhou Qian, but the latter insisted on following him, so Wu Liangbin had to let her go.

"Hey! Xixi, you are here too?"

At this moment, a young man who was quite attractive, about twenty-three or four years old, with a cockscomb, wearing a black suit, and a gentlemanly etiquette on his neck.

When he saw this young man, Zhou Qian was obviously stunned for a moment, and an unexpected look flashed in her big eyes, and then her eyes dodged a little.

Wu Liangbin was stunned and looked at Zhou Qian: "You know? Your friends?"

"Ah?" Zhou Qian nodded: "Yeah."

"Hello, hello, my name is Zhou Xiaoqiang." The young man from Jikong smiled and shook hands at Wu Liangbin, then asked Zhou Qian: "You...boyfriend?"

Zhou Qian glanced at Zhou Xiaoqiang with a timid look, pursed her lips without saying a word.

Wu Liangbin looked at Zhou Qian and Zhou Xiaoqiang's condition and felt uncomfortable. He frowned and said to Zhou Qian: "Why don't we go up first and leave some space for you to spend alone?"

"Ah? No!"

Zhou Qian shook her head, held Wu Liangbin's wrist, followed Zhang Fan and the others into the elevator.

Behind, Zhou Xiaoqiang looked at Zhou Qian's departure back, but a strange thing flashed across the corner of his eyes.

The banquet venue was on the fourth floor. As an important guest, Zhang Fan was taken into the core private room as soon as he went up to the fourth floor, while Miao Renfeng and the others could only find a seat on the outermost side.

In the private room, when Zhang Fan entered, the huge private room was basically full of people.

There are all kinds of people in the room, young and young, looking only in their early twenties, the oldest is an old man with silver hair and simple clothes. He sat in the main seat, and even Huang Long could only sit next to the old man.

Next to Huang Long, there was also a middle-aged and young man who looked thirty-five or six years old, well-dressed, with a small flat head, a slightly round face, and a little fat.

Through Huang Long's introduction, Zhang Fan realized that this young and middle-aged man who was a little fat was Meng Yuan, and the old man was Ma Guohua's biological father!

In addition, most of the houses in this table are family members who are tolerated. If you insist on being a gangster, Meng Yuan may be considered half a gangster.

"Come on, Brother Meng, I'll respect you."

After everyone exchanged greetings, they started chatting while drinking and eating, while Zhang Fan took advantage of this opportunity to toast Meng Yuan from time to time.

"Brother, I'm young and promising."

Meng Yuan also saw that Zhang Fan and Huang Long seemed to have a good relationship, so he was happy to get along with Zhang Fan.

I won’t mention the drinking and chatting in the private room for now, I will only talk about the hall. When Zhang Fan was drinking with Huang Long and the others in the private room, something happened in the hall.

In the hall, Wu Liangbin, Wang Cheng, Miao Renfeng, Zhou Qian and several young people who came to attend Huang Long's birthday, all drank together.

Everyone is young, and there is no common topic at the table. It tastes quite interesting when drinking.

However, there is one person except.

This person is Wu Liangbin. He was smiling at the beginning, drinking with everyone and dealing with it, but his face soon became gloomy.

Because he found that Zhou Qian turned her head to the left from time to time and looked at a table on the left.
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