e-looking temple.there is no worship of gods and Buddhas in the temple, only a futon made of salt grass with traces of long-term meditation.at this time, servants of the Tang family of the United Stat...Chapter 1616

looking at this place, Ye Hao was stupefied for a moment.

this is the most famous hotel in Mudu Jiangkou District. It is said to have a history of more than a hundred years. 33 Fiction Network

this place can be said to be high-end, luxurious and temperamental.

to eat in a place like this, a casual dish costs thousands of yuan, and if you want to go into the box, you have to spend at least 10,000 yuan.

prices don't look so scary, but the problem is that the average working class can't spend money in such a place at all.

Zhao Jianguo has been doing well over the years and can be regarded as a successful person.

and his wife, Li Xiaojuan, is said to have opened a chain of beauty salons. Business is also good, and it is not a big problem to earn a million dollars a year.

families like them are qualified to spend money in this place, even if they touch the threshold of the upper-class circle at most.

"Brother Ye, this way, please!"

Zhao Jun already knew that this seemingly poor relative was a cruel man. He felt that his gold was extremely valuable, and there was no need for porcelain to go head-to-head with tiles, so he took Ye Hao into the Heping Building with a smile on his face.

"Mrs. Zhao, they have arrived ahead of schedule. Besides, there are several family friends, all of whom are bigwigs in upper-class circles!"

"Boss Zhao and Miss Zhao will come later!"

"Boss Zhao just told me to bring you over for dinner, and we'll go home later."

Zhao Jun said respectfully, "Brother Ye, please go in. I'm not going to make jokes as a driver."

obviously, he deliberately let Ye Hao suffer some losses, so he deliberately did not lead the way.

Ye Hao saw through his careful thinking and turned into the Peace Building without saying anything.

this kind of small potato knows how to stay dormant. If he wants to jump up and down, Ye Hao doesn't mind giving him an unforgettable lesson.

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carrying luggage and the previous Polygonum multiflorum, Ye Hao went to the door of the box and knocked politely.

"it should be Lin Lin and her boyfriend. Just a moment. I have to call Jianguo and ask him to come quickly so as not to snub everyone."

at this time, a voice came from the room, and then a dignified and generous-looking middle-aged and beautiful young woman appeared in front of Ye Hao, looking to meet the big shot.

but when she saw Ye Hao clearly, the expression on her face suddenly froze, and then she lost her voice and said, "are you, Ye Hao"

Li Xiaojuan, wife of Zhao Jianguo and mother of Zhao Linlin.

Ye Hao smiled and said, "Hello, Aunt Li!"

the two sides are family friends and have known each other for many years, so Ye Hao is still very enthusiastic about this Aunt Li.

when saying hello, Ye Hao took a look at the wing. There were several men and women in gorgeous clothes, who looked very rich.

but neither Zhao Jianguo nor Zhao Linlin has come yet.

Li Xiaojuan looked surprised, and then with a bit of a strange way: "Ye Hao, why are you here"

Ye Hao was stupefied for a moment and said, "Uncle Zhao asked Zhao Jun to send me here, saying that he would eat first and then go home."

"asshole! Can we have this party for a country boy "

"can't people surnamed Zhao do things with their heads"

Li Xiaojuan has an angry look on her face.

then she whispered, "Ye Hao, this is a very important party. We are all rich or expensive. This place is not suitable for you!"

"I'll tell you what, here's a hundred yuan. Go out and get yourself something to eat. Don't bother us!"

while talking, Li Xiaojuan took out a hundred-yuan bill from her bag and stuffed it into Ye Hao's hand like a beggar.

:. : and you may not be able to afford the consequences!""take it down!"with Fang Haoyu's voice falling, more than a dozen men in Dragon Hall uniforms came forward with firearms in their hands. One by one...