The First Son-in-law

Qin Feng felt a little unhappy. If it wasn't for Mi Na, he wouldn't want to interact with someone like Zhou Fan. It was as if everyone owed him. It was annoying.    

    

Even Cui Hongrui, a true descendant of a noble family, didn't have the look of a leader like Lao'er. He was high and mighty.    

    

Who was Zhou Fan?    

    

Qin Feng said with a troubled expression, "President Zhou, it's not that I don't want to give you face. It's just that I have something to do."    

    

Zhou Fan smiled. "You can tell me if Vice President Lee has anything difficult to do. Maybe I can help him."    

    

Qin Feng was at his wit's end in the face of Zhou Fan's way of doing things. He said helplessly, "It's just a private matter. Forget it, I'll do it tomorrow. President Zhou, you've already said it. If I don't give you face, I really don't know what's good for me. "    

    

Haha! Vice President Lee is indeed a talent." Zhou Fan said with a teasing smile.    

    

Qin Feng understood what Zhou Fan meant. Zhou Fan was mocking him.    

    

"Is this guy here to rope me in, or is he here to get beaten up?" Qin Feng was sweating profusely in his heart.    

    

Zhou Fan didn't let him go. Qin Feng had no choice but to leave with Zhou Fan.    

    

They were naturally the center of attention along the way.    

    

Although Zhou Fan felt that the people around him were a little strange, he didn't take it seriously. He only thought that these people were envious, jealous, and hateful in their hearts. Instead, they became even more arrogant.    

    

Qin Feng, who was following beside Zhou Fan, was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a hole to hide in. He knew what these people were thinking.    

    

Looking at Zhou Fan, who was blushing, Qin Feng could not help but sigh in his heart, "Ignorance is a blessing!" He would rather not know that rumor now.    

    

Mr. Rich Boss.    

    

What matched the name of this hotel was that nouveau riche renovation. This place was truly magnificent. The things that could be seen were mostly gold.    

    

Qin Feng even noticed that the clothes worn by the waiters along the way were embroidered with gold thread. Anyway, it was just one word.    

    

It was precisely because of this renovation that a strong aura of a nouveau riche blew in his face.    

    

A waiter came forward and said respectfully, "May I ask if the two of you have a reservation? That attitude is even more respectful than the most high-class Fiston restaurant Qin Feng has ever been to."    

    

But thinking about it, it was normal. Those who could come to this kind of place were probably the type of nouveau riche. These people didn't care about the food. They don't care about how much money they spend. What they wanted was face, to enjoy the feeling of being a superior person.    

    

Zhou Fan glanced at the waiter out of the corner of his eye and said, "I booked a private room, Treasure Gathering Hall."    

    

When the waiter heard that, his attitude became even more respectful. "You are Young Master Zhou, right? Please follow me." After saying that, he led the way.    

    

Along the way, the gold almost blinded Qin Feng.    

    

When they reached the second floor, When they passed a few private rooms, Qin Feng inadvertently saw the names of these private rooms. Money shaking, golden toad, Ruyi... well, they were all related to money anyway.    

    

It was so vulgar that he did not conceal it at all. Instead, it made people feel a little annoyed.    

    

At the entrance of the Treasure Gathering Hall, the waiter called for Zhou Fan. A female waiter opened the door. The waiter bowed respectfully to Zhou Fan and then left.    

    

Even the door was opened by a special person. Qin Feng was even more speechless.    

    

Treasure Gathering Hall.    

    

Perhaps it was because it was vulgar to the extreme. On the contrary, it made people feel that this place was actually not bad.    

    

Dark gold patterned black patterns on the walls, white arched roof. The complicated tablecloths, the golden dishes in the cups on the table, and the silver tableware were all made of silver.    

    

Qin Feng was a little confused. Although Director Zhou could only be considered a nouveau riche, he had risen to power for so many years. He shouldn't be so shallow, right?    

    

Moreover, judging from Director Zhou's usual smiling expression, he didn't seem to like such a flamboyant person.    

    

As for Zhou Fan...    

    

Although Qin Feng didn't think highly of Zhou Fan's character, he was from a famous university after all. He was also someone he had seen before. He shouldn't be obsessed with this kind of thing, right?    

    

"What are these two guys trying to do? Speaking of the Hongmen Banquet, I'm afraid I don't have the qualifications to do so, right? " But if they want to rope me in, why would they choose a place like this? " Qin Feng was puzzled.    

    

Director Zhou had arrived first. When he saw the two of them come in, he pointed at the chair and smiled warmly. "You're both here? Hurry up and take a seat."    

    

Qin Feng sat down expressionlessly. Director Zhou, this old fox, was definitely much more troublesome than Zhou Fan. Qin Feng felt a little nervous for some reason, as he was afraid that Zhou Fan would do something to him. One mistake of his own, and he was exposed.    

    

After the two of them sat down, Director Zhou waved at the waitress in the room. "Serve the dishes."    

    

The speed at which the dishes were served in this hotel was quite fast. Director Zhou had just said that he would serve the dishes when he started to serve them one after another. Some people brought up dishes that were very delicate, cold and hot, one after another. In the blink of an eye, the entire table was filled with cold and hot dishes.    

    

After the dishes were served, Director Zhou chased out the surrounding waitresses who were in charge of the cloth dishes. He smiled and opened a bottle of white wine for Qin Feng to fill. "I don't like wine and beer. I only like to drink white wine. How about Vice President Lee, drink a few cups with me?"    

    

Qin Feng was speechless.    

    

His tone was asking for his consent. However, as the director of the company, he had already poured the wine. How could Qin Feng not drink it?    

    

He had never been able to do such a stupid thing before, let alone now.    

    

Qin Feng cursed in his heart. He pretended to be impatient and said coldly, "If Director Zhou wants to drink, I will naturally risk my life to accompany him."    

    

"Alright! Haha, Vice President Lee is indeed a straightforward person. Cheers." The wine glass with two taels and the fifty-three degrees Maotai were emptied by Director Zhou.    

    

Qin Feng only clinked the wine glasses with Director Zhou and drank the wine in one gulp as well.    

    

After drinking a cup of Maotai, Director Zhou's face turned red. He often let out a breath and said with a faint smile. "Vice President Lee, you've been looking for trouble since you came to Mi Shang."    

    

How could Qin Feng not know the meaning of Director Zhou's words?    

    

Qin Feng said coldly, "Director Zhou, everything I did was for the development of our company. If you are unhappy, you can do anything you want to me. "    

    

He was different now. When he first arrived in Shangjing City, he was penniless, so he had to endure Chen Hu and Xu Qing.    

    

Although he was still not very rich now, he had some savings and Mi Na's reward on behalf of the company. It was enough for him to find a new way to make a living...    

    

Therefore, Qin Feng had the confidence to shake off Director Zhou's face.    

    

Most importantly, Mi Na's former confidant was the most important. His change must not be so obvious.    

    

He had gone too far.    

    

Qin Feng's performance was very realistic because it fit his character.    

    

Director Zhou laughed in his heart. "After all, he is a young man. Although he is calm and steady, his shrewdness is still too shallow."    

    

A thought flashed through his mind. This thought only flashed across Director Zhou's mind. It did not even take a second.    

    

He poured another glass of wine and also a glass for the angry Qin Feng. He comforted him. "What did Vice President Lee say? Do you think this old man is such a narrow-minded person? The reason why I invited you to dinner today is to tell you. Everything that had happened before was written off, and I had no intention of pursuing it any further. My son is young after all. There are many places where he is still young and immature. I will have to ask Vice President Lee for your help in the future. "    

    

When Qin Feng heard this, he said in embarrassment. "I was too impulsive. If I offended you before, please forgive me, Director Zhou. I will drink three cups of wine for myself."    

    

Qin Feng took the cup, poured three cups in a row, and drank all of them in one gulp.    

    

This wine cup was two standard cups. Three cups in a row and the previous one, this was a pound of wine. Even if Qin Feng's alcohol tolerance was good, when he went down from the Maotai that was over 50 degrees Celsius, his eyes became somewhat blurred.    

    

Director Zhou chuckled. "Vice President Lee is a good drinker. Come, let's go with another one."    

    

Qin Feng poured the wine without saying a word and saluted Director Zhou. "Please!"    

    

Zhou Fan turned his head and curled his lips in disdain. "You are a country bumpkin."    

    

Director Zhou stared at Zhou Fan without batting an eyelid. He turned his head and continued to greet Qin Feng warmly. "Eat, eat."    

    

After three rounds of wine, Director Zhou's face had turned red. He looked as if he had been dyed in paint.    

    

Most people felt that people who drank alcohol were not good at drinking alcohol, but in reality, people who drank alcohol on their faces were easier to get drunk than ordinary people, but they recovered faster.    

    

It was like a long-distance runner and a sprinter. Perhaps drinking alcohol was not a strong thing, but it was very durable.    

    

Qin Feng had drunk a lot, but his eyes were blurred, and his brain was getting slower and slower.    

    

"Not good! I fell for this old fellow's tricks." Realizing that he had already started to replay his vision, Qin Feng suddenly became alert.    

    

Once a person drank too much, not only would their mind become sluggish, but they would also easily do things that normally did not act impulsively. Furthermore, it was not easy to keep a secret.    

    

Qin Feng felt that Director Zhou might be trying to get him drunk and get him to say something. He really did not expect that Director Zhou, as a director of a company, would use such underhanded methods.    

    

It was also his fault. He had never thought of this. Fortunately, Director Zhou only got him drunk and did not throw out any nonsense.    

    

"What should we do? What should we do?" Qin Feng was so drunk that his hands and feet were soft. He did not need anyone to stop him. It was difficult for him to walk out by himself. He felt like his brain was filled with lead and seemed to be soaked in water. He was unusually slow. He could not think of a way to escape.    

    

Since that was the case, Qin Feng decided not to think about anything else. He pretended that he was drunk and confused. He laughed and patted Director Zhou's shoulder. "Brother," he said. I'm going to be friends with you. Do you know who I am? President Mi of Michan Mall. Her father is the director of Michan Group. As long as I have him to guide me, isn't earning money just like playing around? "    

    

Qin Feng was unhappy. This time, he did not control his strength at all. He slapped Director Zhou, whose body had been emptied by the alcohol, until the fat on his face was twitching. He forced a smile on his face.    

    

In fact, Director Zhou drank quite a lot. However, compared to Qin Feng, he was still much stronger after spending his whole life in the bar.    

    

Director Zhou pushed Qin Feng's hand away and said with a smile, Vice President Lee, you drank too much."    

    

"I am not drunk... give me wine, I am not drunk!" Qin Feng said in a daze.    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if he could not support the weight of his head. He laid on the table with a clank and clanged the plates and cups.