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C366 A Puzzling Situation



C366 A Puzzling Situation

Logically speaking, the name that the lackey at the door read was Zhao Sanqiang, so Zhao Sanqiang should be the master. But strangely, why was Zhao Sanqiang acting so respectful to his servants?    

    

Everyone was at a loss as to why this strange scene was occurring.    

    

"Zhao Sanqiang, what are you trying to do?"    

    

After the gatekeeper had confirmed Zhao Sanqiang's identity, he opened his mouth and asked with some suspicion. However, his eyes were filled with disdain, "You are still a big boss after all, you actually walked behind your subordinates with a bent knee and look. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?"    

    

Zhao Sanqiang, with Wu Junyi's protection, was not afraid of these people at all. He said unaccustomed to it, "What does it have to do with you? You are the little brother of the gatekeeper, so I will do whatever I want. You can tell me what to do?"    

    

This lackey's face turned red and he was suddenly at a loss of what to say to Zhao Sanqiang. However, he still forced a few sneers and pouted towards the venue, indicating for Zhao Sanqiang to hurry up and go in.    

    

Chen Fusheng and Zhao Sanqiang entered the Paris Club. They took the elevator to the highest floor.    

    

The top floor of the Paris Club was a rather spacious hall with an area of several thousand square meters. This hall was completely for the gathering of nobles and officials.    

    

In the center of the stage, there was a square stage. Behind the stage, there were two huge curtains, which looked quite grand.    

    

On the stage, there were a whole row of tables and chairs, as well as a long mahogany table. On the table, there were four brand-new microphones.    

    

Below the stage, there were more than a hundred folding chairs neatly arranged, similar to those used in roadblocks. They looked rather ordinary, with not even a backrest. And these seats were for the big bosses of the various guilds.    

    

The reason why the four noble families used such ordinary folding chairs was obviously very meaningful. It was to prevent these big shots from sitting comfortably, so that they could clear their own seats.    

    

At the same time, because they didn't have a backrest, they could only raise their heads with their chests puffed up, giving off an intimidating aura from the side.    

    

Zhao Sanqiang took the invitation letter and found the appropriate spot. He took out a wet towel from his pocket and wiped the stool carefully. Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped it again.    

    

After doing all that, he bent over and said to Chen Fusheng, "Mr. Chen, please take a seat."    

    

After Chen Fusheng sat down, Zhao Sanqiang put away his handkerchief and stood behind Chen Fusheng with a solemn expression.    

    

"Aiyo, Mr. Zhao, you came in first."    

    

At this moment, two people slowly sat on the two sides of Chen Fusheng's bench. When they saw Zhao Sanqiang, they greeted him politely.    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

However, they quickly reacted. Why was Zhao Sanqiang standing behind them like a lackey? Furthermore, he was still willing to do it, causing them to be so shocked that their jaws dropped.    

    

Only then did Chen Fusheng slowly raise his head. He saw that the people sitting on both sides of him were middle-aged men who were in their forties or fifties, presumably doing business with Qingzhou.    

    

The man sitting on his right was especially tall. He was dressed in a suit and a pair of leather shoes. He looked extremely well-groomed. This was the patriarch of Qingzhou, and also Han Bai's father.    

    

In the Qingzhou Chamber of Commerce before, when Chen Fusheng was disguised as Zhang Fu, he had met him once and had some impression of him. However, he had only said a few words back then, so he could not be considered familiar with him.    

    

Looking at the middle-aged man on the left side, he was much weaker than Han Bai's father. At least in terms of image, he was very fat and his waist was slightly bent. However, his skin was very white and there was a sense of affinity when he smiled.    

    

The appearance of this middle-aged man looked quite similar to the jewelry store's young master, Lee Qingfeng.    

    

Chen Fusheng guessed that this man should be the Patriarch of Lee family, the father of Lee Qingfeng.    

    

In Qingzhou, there are a total of three top-notch local families, namely Ouyang family, Lee family and Han family. However, their clan was small and had to submit to the four great clans.    

    

This time, the four great families failed to annex the Ouyang family, so naturally, they placed the Ouyang family on the black list without an invitation. The local consortia and the four great families had only invited two of them for this meeting.    

    

Zhao Sanqiang had naturally been on good terms with the two of them for a long time. When he saw them greeting him, he also politely returned the greeting. He smiled and nodded, "Boss, long time no see."    

    

Sun Tie's father's face was now full of shock. He first looked at Chen Fusheng, then looked at Zhao Sanqiang, and asked in shock: "Liu Tie, now that you are revered under the Qingzhou, in the entire city, you are also one of the top people."    

    

"How can I stand behind my follower today? If the outsiders see this, won't they be laughing at us? "    

    

Just as he finished this sentence, the big bosses from all over the place also threw curious looks at him. They were confused about Zhao Sanqiang's actions.    

    

One had to know that behind every one of them stood a tall and valiant follower. Every follower had a good image and was clearly carefully selected.    

    

For people like Zhao Sanqiang, it was quite rare for someone to sit at the front while the master stood at the back.    

    

"This, this is truly a boundless world, full of wonders. Not long ago, I heard that Zhao Sanqiang used an iron-hand method like lightning to topple Big Chicken Bro, becoming the most powerful person beneath Qingzhou. But now, why would he stand at the back and let his followers sit at the front? "    

    

"Who knows? It might be his first time participating in a gathering like this. He's too nervous, so he can't sit still, right?"    

    

"That shouldn't be the case. After all, he started his career from scratch and became a big shot. Who knows how many lives he had under his command. Does he need to be afraid of something like this?"    

    

"What do you guys think is the relationship between that brat and Zhao Sanqiang? I see that their situation is like this, are they brothers or father and son? "    

    

"Don't f * cking make wild guesses. No matter what, Zhao Sanqiang is definitely older than that brat, so there's no reason for him to stand behind." Furthermore, have you forgotten the rules of the Four Great Clans? "    

    

"Today is the day of the election for the main organizer. We can only bring one personal follower and it's impossible to bring any family members in. We don't dare to make an exception.    

    

The big bosses sitting around obviously knew Zhao Sanqiang's name. Seeing him standing at the back respectfully like a little brother, they all started to discuss with interest. However, the majority of his tone was mocking and disdainful.    

    

These big brothers in society were basically not inferior to Zhao Sanqiang at all. They all held a power in their hands and were the big shots that dominated the entire society. They naturally wouldn't be convinced by each other. As such, he was full of anger when he spoke.    

    

Zhao Sanqiang couldn't help but feel angry as he heard them talking to themselves. He glared at the bosses but didn't say a word.    

    

In his heart, Chen Fusheng was the heavens and his master. Chen Fusheng didn't say anything. As a servant, how could he dare to be impudent?    

    

Han Bai's father had been silent all this time, but he kept looking at Chen Fusheng from the corner of his eyes. The more he looked, the more shocked he was.    

    

Although he was still young, he exuded an extraordinary aura. In his heart, he was not only full of admiration, but also had some doubts.    

    

He was very curious, what kind of status did this young man have to be able to make the proud Zhao Sanqiang lower his status and act like a lackey behind him?    

    

Just as they were thinking about all this, from the entrance of the Paris Clubhouse, they heard a series of footsteps.    

    

Everyone was in high spirits. It was clear that the good show was about to begin.    

    


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