MTL - After I Was Reborn, I Devoted Myself To My Career-Chapter 24 equivalent exchange

At the front of the hall, there was a small high platform a little higher. A middle-aged man went up and said a few words, then put down the microphone.

As the host stepped off the high stage, the atmosphere of the banquet became lively again.

The crowd also gradually divided into three inconspicuous circles. At the front was a group of middle-aged men in well-fitting suits. On the left were ladies sitting together talking and laughing. Next to the circle of ladies were a group of young men and women. The clothes are bright and bright, quite energetic.

Only he sat aside, like a forgotten corner.

Qi Zhaohan called to the waiter, took a glass of champagne from the tray, adjusted his tie, and walked forward.

He had just approached when someone called him from behind.

"Young Master Qi, so you are here, I thought you hadn't come." The visitor's tone was a little happy.

Qi Zhaohan raised his wine glass to touch the one in An Youqing's hand, and said with a smile, "Boss An kindly invites you, how can I not come?"

Hearing this, An Youqing was very pleased, the smile on his face was a bit real, he took Qi Zhaohan to the crowd, and introduced him attentively: "Come, come, let me introduce you."

"Old An, are you finally bringing out your excellent junior?" A middle-aged man spoke, revealing his familiarity with An Youqing, the two were probably friends.

Touching the man's gaze, Qi Zhaohan nodded slightly.

Seeing that his friend had misunderstood, An Youqing waved his hands again and again: "Old Hu, you are wrong. None of my juniors are successful. This is the young master of the Qi family."

Qi Zhaohan clinked glasses with Hu Hao, and said, "Mr. Hu, I have admired your name for a long time."

Hu Hao was stunned for a moment, and said with a hearty smile: "Qi's family in C City? Did your father mention me to you?"

He knew Hu Hao because a few years later he was arrested on suspicion of a major smuggling case, and the entire family business completely withered.

Just looking at his face, who would know that this person has already started to take the line of smuggling?

Qi Zhaohan kept his expression on his face and nodded in agreement.

Hu Hao had a good impression of him, and said with a smile, "How is your mother? In recent years, I haven't had time to visit her."

"It is slowly recuperating, and it is much better than before."

"That's good," Hu Hao was about to speak when a waiter hurried over and whispered in his ear, saying something.

I could only see Hu Hao's face changing for a moment.

After the waiter left, Hu Hao looked at Qi Zhaohan apologetically.

"Your father and I are old friends. If you have any difficulties in S city, you can come to me." He handed over a business card and continued: "Something happened suddenly over there, I need to deal with it, Xiaohan, Remember to come to Uncle's house to play."

During the conversation, the strange identities of the two people became the relationship between uncle and nephew. They really are not ordinary people. No wonder they can get a fortune in just ten years.

Qi Zhaohan put away his business card while thinking, and watched Hu Hao leave.

After the two of them started chatting, An Youqing didn't make any further noises, and only then said: "Mr. Hu is really busy, let's go make friends with other people?"

What An Youqing thought was also very simple. The people at this banquet were either rich or noble, and a few of them even had big backgrounds. Although he was also a rich man, he was a nouveau riche with no family roots and lack of confidence. Can't squeeze into the circle of those noble people.

Even Hu Hao's company has had contact with the other party no less than ten times, and only then did they meet.

It doesn't matter usually, but now he is going to take a bite of the fat of the "Land King", so he has to say hello to these top bosses in S City first, so as not to annoy them.

And Qi Zhaohan's identity and the Qi family behind him are An Youqing's admission letter. That's why he was in a hurry to take Qi Zhaohan to make friends with the bigwigs, to show his deep relationship with the Qi family.

Qi Zhaohan naturally knew his little Jiujiu, but he didn't have any objection, it was just an exchange of equal value and mutual benefit.

In business is business, there is no use value, which is the tragedy of a businessman.

And he also admired An Youqing's personality.

One is intentional and the other is intentional, the two of them know each other well, and they are able to handle the banquet with ease.

Qi Zhaohan is not a teenager, his heart is still the man who has been up and down in the business world for more than ten years. When chatting with them, he inadvertently spread out the news he wanted to convey.

In addition, he still has an immature face, which makes many people feel good about him, and sighs that he is young and promising.

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Compared with it, it looks a little deserted here.

Teenagers and girls in twos and threes sat on the sofa, chatting boredly.

They didn't dare to disobey the orders of their parents, came reluctantly, and didn't dare to leave early, plus there was no fun at the banquet, it was extremely boring, they could only wait for the end of the banquet.

"Who is that guy? Why have I never seen it before?" Someone asked suddenly.

"Hehe, it would be strange if you've seen it before. Who doesn't know Young Master Li? He's all focused on women, who else can he remember?" The owner of another voice seemed to have a problem with him, and he opened his mouth to mock.

After he finished mocking, he took a look at it. After seeing it clearly, he screamed strangely: "Damn, I really don't know each other. Which one of you knows?"

He claimed to have an excellent memory, but he had never seen that boy before.

Most of the people were attracted by his strange cry, and they all looked forward.

"The one next to that person is my father? He laughed all over his face, he couldn't be my father's illegitimate son, right?" The boy who spoke was lying.

Someone immediately answered his words: "Your family's genes can produce such a child? I don't believe it."

Zhou Minghao came over and wiped his hands with a tissue. Hearing the commotion, he asked curiously, "What are you talking about? It's so lively?"

The boy who was the first to speak said: "Look at the little boy next to Xu Lan's father in front of us. None of us has seen him before. He just appeared out of thin air. Do you know him?"

Zhou Minghao took advantage of the situation to look over, saw the somewhat familiar figure, and was stunned: "It's him?"

"You know?" Someone came over.

Zhou Minghao smiled, he also seemed to want to know the boy's origin: "I don't know, but someone knows, wait a minute." He said as if thinking of something, and suddenly walked away quickly.

After a while, Zhou Minghao dragged a person over and threw him to the ground: "Zhou Minghan, who is that boy you picked up?"

Zhou Minghan had two bruises on his face, his clothes were wrinkled, and there were many footprints.

He looked at Zhou Minghao sternly, and said stiffly, "Why should I tell you?"

Zhou Minghao bared his teeth at him, then began to wrestle his knuckles, as if to hit him.

He was immediately timid, and quickly said: "You! I said, I said, he said his surname is Qi Zhaohan, and he didn't tell me the rest..." After speaking, he looked at Zhou Minghao cautiously.

The people who gathered around dispersed after hearing this, and began to discuss Qi's surname with great interest, and which Qi's family it was.

They took it for granted that this person surnamed Qi must be from an aristocratic family, otherwise how could he be favored by their parents and even fit into that circle.

Zhou Minghao didn't care about the surname Qi. He chewed on the name and suddenly laughed. The name sounds very nice.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhou Minghan, who fell to the ground, slipped away on tiptoe.

Zhou Minghao glanced at him indifferently, ignored him, turned his head to look at Qi Zhaohan in the crowd, and thought to himself, must find time to get to know him.

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