Qian Zhenhai himself knows why these people are so eager to please themselves and flatter themselves.

The reason is not that he has something to do with Zhang Xiaofan?

Before Qian Zhenhai and Zhang Xiaofan, they had more or less friendship only through their son Qian Wenyi.

But this friendship is never deep.

Last night, Zhang Xiaofan called himself "Uncle" in front of Luo Hongwu.

Now think about it, Zhang Xiaofan is mostly in the face of his son Qian Wenyi.

Just give yourself a little face.

Otherwise, it's up to Zhang Xiaofan.

How could he deal with Qian Zhenhai, a small businessman?

What a joke!

People don't care about you.

However, it is the so-called short hand and soft mouth.

Here, Qian Zhenhai has already won so many business cooperation projects of the leaders of the chamber of Commerce in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province.

If at this time, if you don't mean a little bit.

It's really hard to say!

In this way, Qian Zhenhai in his heart after a little bit of deliberation.

In the end, it's still ambiguous.

"Well, I think you all know such a big man as master Zhang!"

"People usually manage everything every day. It's not something that small people like us can see if they want to see them."

"So I can't promise anything to the big guy."

"Do your best, do your best!"

After seeing all the people nodding, Qian Zhenhai took out his mobile phone.

Found Zhang Xiaofan's mobile phone number from the contact person, then dialed directly.

"Hello, is that Xiao Fan?"

"Ha ha, I'm your uncle Qian..."

"By the way, do you have time now?"

Zhang Xiaofan was puzzled when he heard Qian Zhenhai say that, but he said:

"Oh, how are you now."

"Now, I'm having lunch with Qian Wenyi and them."

"Oh, where to eat?"

Qian Zhenhai asked, saying.

"What's the matter, uncle Qian

"Well, that's it."

"Xiao Fan, I have some friends here."

"After hearing about your name, they all hope to get to know you briefly."

"Xiao Fan, it's not convenient for you now..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan is also some speechless pinched pinched his eyebrows.

To be honest, the reason why he went to help Qian Zhenhai that night.

On the one hand, it is natural that Qian Zhenhai took good care of himself before.

On the other hand, it is because Qian Wenyi is his own good brother.

If you don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at the Buddha's face, don't you?

However, Zhang Xiaofan's love for Qian Zhenhai is true.

But if it were, Qian Zhenhai would pull people he knew for three days.

He, Zhang Xiaofan, has no time to deal with these people.

He's too busy with his own business, okay?

"Xiaofan, your uncle Qian, I promise you."

"There is absolutely no second time for such a thing. You can help Uncle Qian this time."

Qian Zhenhai can roughly guess Zhang Xiaofan's worries.

So, he can only promise again and again, Tao.

"All right."

"I'm still eating at the Sheraton Hotel in downtown."

"I can't spare time for the moment. I'll talk about it later when I come here."