Chapter 494 My Name Is Zhuang Buyuan (10/12)
Chapter 494 My name is Zhuang Buyuan (1012)
The venue was in chaos. Mr. Feng was roaring wildly in the hall as if someone had stepped on his tail. If a few people hadn't pulled him, he would have rushed up and punched Zhuang Buyuan.
Zhuang Buyuan's right hand was about to move, waiting for Mr. Feng to come up. Who would have thought that the people next to him could pull it very strongly.
Zhuang Buyuan sighed a little disappointedly.
You should let him come up, my Iron Palm Invincible Village is not far away, and I haven’t seen my opponent so far!
He finally understood that this Mr. Feng was probably the legendary paternalistic leader, with a wine-table culture and a sense of superiority and inferiority, one by one.
Now that I am getting older, my abilities are gone, but my bad habits are becoming more and more common.
"Zhou Xiang'an, how do you educate the younger generation?" Sure enough, Mr. Feng yelled, "You little brat, how dare you..."
"Sorry, Mr. Feng, I apologize. My hands were shaking just now." Zhuang Buyuan said with a slight curl of his lips.
"You..." Mr. Feng was a little confused as to what Zhuang Buyuan was thinking.
"I actually wanted to throw it on the ground just now." Zhuang Buyuan said.
"Hahahahaha..." Gao Qing and the others could no longer hold back, laughing loudly.
Spreading it on the ground is to respect the dead.
Zhou Xiang'an also couldn't laugh or cry. He gouged out Zhuang Buyuan several times. You kid, just give up when you feel like it, and be more virtuous!
This old man Feng is really angry. Let me see what you do!
Mr. Feng struggled again, trying to hit the banker, but he didn't hit himself, but the person holding him next to him received a few punches.
Seeing Mr. Feng's ugly appearance, Zhuang Buyuan shook his head.
This is why he doesn't want to drink.
No matter how good the wine is, I won’t drink it.
It’s okay not to do business at the wine table.
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet." Zhuang Buyuan looked at Mr. Feng and said, "You remember, my name is Zhuang Buyuan."
Mr. Feng was stunned.
What? Did I hear that correctly?
Is this kid Zhuang Buyuan?
“Next time you say something bad about someone, don’t say it to their face.”
Zhuang Buyuan left Mr. Feng standing there blankly, turned around and left.
Gao Qing and others followed behind him laughing and giving Zhuang Buyuan thumbs up.
"Brother, owner of the village, is awesome. That glass of wine just now was so handsome!"
"Brother Zhuang is so handsome not only with his glass of wine, but from top to bottom, he looks handsome at 365 degrees with no blind spots!"
“Where did the fifth degree come from?”
"If you want to take care of it, can't you just do it five more times, Brother Zhuang?"
Zhuang Buyuan was a little flattered by the praise from these boys, but he never expected that these two-faced bastards would turn around and spread the story into another version.
Before Zhuang Buyuan returned to the manor, he received a call from Jia Yelian: "Mr. Zhuang, are you okay?"
"fine."
"I was toasting at another table just now. Didn't I see that Mr. Feng dared to molest you? I heard that you threw wine in his face on the spot?"
Zhuang Buyuan: A black man with a question mark face.
What? What did you say? Can you say that again?
"I've long heard that Lao Feng has a lot of bad habits. I didn't expect that he has such a problem..."
"Wait, who did you listen to?"
"That kid from my family." Jia Yelian said, "Wait a minute, is that kid from my family...I'm sorry..."
Jia Yelian on the opposite side hung up the phone. Before hanging up, he vaguely heard Jia Yikun's screams.
Just as Jia Yelian hung up the phone, several more calls came in.
"Master, were you molested? I'll take my brothers and go kill him!"
"Master, I heard that you were raped? Do you want some hemorrhoid cream?"
"Master, I heard that you..."
I fall!
Zhuang Buyuan was not angry to death by Mr. Feng, but almost angry to death by these unscrupulous friends.
If I had known earlier, I would have slapped him in the face. Why did he throw wine at me?
Zhuang returned to the manor not far away, and several servants surrounded him.
"The owner of the village..."
"No!"
"but……"
"I said, no!"
"Actually, owner, I want to ask you if you have a little JJ."
Zhuang Buyuan's palms flew around, and his servants fell to the ground.
Before going to bed, Zhuang Buyuan called Zhou Xiang'an: "Are you okay? Mr. Feng didn't act up again, did he?"
"It's okay, don't worry about it." Zhou Xiangan said.
Zhuang went to bed not far away.
Little did he know that if a glass of wine was thrown away from him, Li Mingzhe almost cried in Yancheng thousands of miles away.
After finally spending a long time, I wanted to take on a project, but who would have thought that I would be disturbed by a glass of wine in Zhuang Buyuan!
"This stupid village owner, if you have money, let alone a glass of wine, you will drink until you die!" What's wrong with pretending to be a grandson?
If you do this, how can I take over my project?
Sometimes, you have to bow your head!
"You don't understand. If you can bow your head, then you won't be called the master of the village..." Xu Nianwu understood Zhuang Buyuan better. After all, he was a servant of the manor and knew the arrogance in Zhuang Buyuan's bones.
He can laugh, curse, and act mean, but he will never bow his head, regardless of any enemy he faces.
Because he is the owner of the manor.
"I'm thinking of a way..." Xu Nianwu sighed, "I'll go back and beg the old man myself."
Xu Nianwu bought a plane ticket overnight and returned to Xucheng.
Returning to the sad place of Xucheng, Xu Nianwu was filled with emotions.
But he ignored his random thoughts and rushed directly to the Xucheng branch.
The staff told him: "You are late, Mr. Feng has already gone to attend the groundbreaking ceremony."
Having no choice but to do so, Xu Nianwu rushed to the groundbreaking ceremony site.
The groundbreaking ceremony was held on the west side of Xu City, at the foot of Huan Mountain, at the western entrance of the passage. Xu Nianwu had chosen the site originally, and of course he knew the location well.
When we arrived at the scene, we saw a huge red board wall standing in front of the mountain, with the words "Huanshan Tunnel Groundbreaking Ceremony" written on it. Most of the people had arrived and were talking in low voices next to it.
Mr. Feng stood in the corner with a dark face.
Last night, it could be said that he had lost face greatly and originally wanted to walk away.
But as an old-school paternalistic leader like him, he wanted to save face. In the blink of an eye, he thought, if he just left like this, wouldn't he be laughed at and said that Mr. Feng was afraid of a young boy?
So he came anyway, his eyes sparkling coldly, wanting to cause some trouble for Zhuang Buyuan.
Seeing Xu Nianwu, his already dark face suddenly turned even darker.
"What are you here for?"
Originally, he was just sorry that Xu Nianwu lost to Zhuang Buyuan, but now he is resentful and even resentful.
At this time, Zhuang Buyuan was sitting on the other side of the stage. Although he came to participate in the event, he was too lazy to go on stage. The speaker on the stage was Jia Yelian.
Mr. Feng and the others were among those who came to the stage to cut the ribbon. They were standing on one side with dark faces preparing to go on stage.
Suddenly, he heard an argument next to him.
Zhuang Buyuan frowned and turned his head.
Huh? Why is Xu Nianwu back?
"Go away and eat the inside and outside!"
"What about the construction of the virtual city tunnel? Have you lost your mind and gone crazy?"
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and a group of people looked at Xu Nianwu with his face covered in disbelief.
Mr. Feng, are you slapping your subordinate in front of countless people?
"Get out of here! How can you still have the nerve to come back when you lose to a furry kid who doesn't have all his hair?"
Zhuang Buyuan stood up slowly, his face as gloomy as water.
Xu Nianwu is my servant. No one but me would dare to slap him in the face!