The atmosphere in the field was very tense.

A group of business celebrities attending the dinner looked cold and several security personnel surrounded them.

Zhao Lang also had a grim expression, and he was stunning to fight if he had a disagreement.

The situation is about to break out!

"What's wrong?"

Just then, a somewhat familiar voice sounded not far away.

Looking at Xunsheng, a middle-aged man in formal clothes and full of energy was walking towards him with a look of surprise.

"Manager Fan."

Seeing the other party, Jiang Yongli nodded slightly: "A outsider sneaked in for dinner, and we were about to drive him out."

"outsider?"

Fan Hu's eyes turned and placed them on Zhao Lang with a pale face, then said, "Boss Jiang, is there any misunderstandings in this?"

The person who came was Fan Hu, the bank manager, who had received Zhao Lang from saving money and often contacted each other.

He knew Zhao Lang's identity very well.

If Zhao Lang sneaked in to attend the banquet, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

There is no need for this at all, okay?

He is coming, and the organizers of the banquet cannot refuse!

"Misunderstand?"

Jiang Yongli was stunned and frowned slightly: "Why, Manager Fan knows this person?"

"That's right."

Fan Hu nodded and walked to Zhao Lang: "I think this matter should be a misunderstanding."

Compared to just now, his tone became more solemn this time, and the meaning of maintenance was undoubtedly revealed.

“Um…”

The other party's attitude changed slightly.

Although they are not rich, they need to maintain their relationship with the bank, especially the person in front of them is said to be about to rise sharply recently.

At that time, they may have many places to use each other.

If you lose face for a small matter, there is really no need for this.

"Since it's someone that Manager Fan knows, forget it!"

One of them spoke slowly: "It's just a dispute between the younger generations, there is no need to exaggerate it."

"good."

A middle-aged man who looks a little similar to Wei Jiale also nodded: "The bidding upstairs is about to begin, and it is important to do it."

“Okay.”

Jiang Yongli made a decision: "Since Manager Fan spoke, let's just forget about this."

"Mingyu, Jiale."

He looked at the two young men and asked, "You have no objection, are you?"

Although the two young men were arrogant outside, they were very honest in front of their elders.

He nodded immediately after hearing this, not daring to have any objection.

From beginning to end, you can see.

Jiang Yongli and the others did not care about the specific reasons for the matter, they only care about who caused the matter and how his identity and status were.

If you have poor status and dispose of the person, you will solve the problem.

As for what exactly happened...

Who cares?

Several people turned around and left, but Zhao Lang didn't plan to give up just like that.

"Mr. Zhao."

Fan Hu, who was beside him, hurriedly grabbed his arm and whispered to comfort him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not worth it if you get angry."

"call……"

Seeing the arrogant group of people just now going upstairs, Zhao Lang pulled his tie panting.

Then he pulled off his clothes and threw them hard under his feet.

At the same time, pull off the tie and throw it aside.

"Bang!"

"A bunch of...a bunch of self-righteous guys!"

He unbuttoned several buttons on his shirt, allowing the cold air to invade the body, and the heat air is no longer so obvious.

"I have lived for so long and have never been insulted like this! I am still such a group of ordinary people!"

"Fan Hu!"

Zhao Lang rolled up his sleeves and panted and asked, "Who were those people just now? What are they doing at home? What banquet is it today?"

"Mr. Zhao, it's not worth it."

Fan Hu smiled awkwardly: "It's just a misunderstanding..."

"explain!"

Zhao Lang raised his voice, and his eyes even turned red when he glared at him: "If you don't say anything, I'll go find someone else."

"Don't go!"

Fan Hu's complexion changed slightly.

The reason why he has been smooth in the banking system in the past two months is because of Zhao Lang and Dafugui Investment Company.

Assisting in handling billions of capital flows is enough for him to go further in the banking system.

He doesn't want to hate the other party.

Then he looked around and pulled Zhao Lang aside, and then said in a low voice: "Today's bidding dinner was held by several companies in partnership. Some businesses that needed to be tendered and goods were handled in a unified manner, which was equivalent to a private trade fair."

"These few people just now were guests and organizers of the dinner, some were doing food business, some were doing building materials construction..."

"Um!"

Zhao Lang narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly: "Are you qualified to participate in the bidding?"

"I'm just a bank manager, it's okay to help with some chores, but it's a matter of bidding..."

Fan Hu laughed, and then saw Zhao Lang's face gloomy, he couldn't help but lower his voice and coughed twice.

"Although I don't participate, it means the bank after all, so it's still okay to get a seat."

"That's good!"

Zhao Lang nodded: "Get a seat for me."

He smiled coldly, and the joints holding hands in front of him were brisk and loud: "I'll go up and see these...Big Boss!"

…………

Fourth floor.

The spacious hall is nearly a thousand square meters, and the center booth has lights gathering, making it clear at a glance.

There are nearly a hundred seats under the stage, divided into several levels and levels, spreading outward layer by layer.

The front is Mingkang Group, a tycoon in the city's catering industry; Kangyuan, which relies on Wengra Group; Kangjia, an old-fashioned family that does all kinds of business, etc.

For example, the soy sauce Wang Weijia, who runs the food city, even if the person in charge comes, can only be in the second tier.

As for some young people who come to see the world, they can only sit on the chairs and stools behind them.

Not even qualified to sit in a soft chair!

In the audience, many commercial celebrities in the city whispered to each other, talking about waiting for their favorite deals or reaching some agreements in private.

The business atmosphere is rich and harmonious

At the booth, several men in suits and ties were sorting out various documents, and an old man with a three-inch beard stepped forward.

"Everyone."

The old man raised his hand slightly and suppressed the discussions under the stage.

"I am Lao Ye from Zhenbaotang. I believe that those present have heard my name more or less."

"This time I was invited by Mr. Kang to give me some advice from today's bidding meeting."

"Because I don't understand a lot of things this time. If what I say is wrong later, please smile, don't take it seriously."

"Old Ye, stop opening remarks, just start!"

Someone spoke out in the audience.

"well."

The old man did not delay, waved to the back, took a wooden box and said, "The big business behind is not in a hurry, let's auction a few small transactions first."

He opened the wooden box, took out two real estate certificates and a stack of contracts, and showed them one by one to everyone through the big screen behind.
Chapter completed!