Yemo is too lazy to talk to such people.
The middle-aged man wearing gold wire glasses was in a hurry when he saw that ye Mo and others were leaving.
Turn around and yell with the two devils.
"Mr. Park said, if you don't apologize, call the police and ask the foreign affairs office to deal with it!"
The translator snorted from his nostrils. He knew too much about the domestic situation. Even officials who met this kind of thing were afraid to make things big.
"Help yourself."
Ye Mo looks at the gold wire glasses with an idiot's eyes, then thinks about it, and raises his hand to show an international friendly gesture.
Ye Mo is not used to threatening Chinese people in China.
"West eight!"
The meaning of the international friendly gesture is clearly conveyed to.
Gold wire glasses were instantly angered, and those who were waving their teeth and claws were about to rush up to meet Ye Mo solo.
As a result, he was stopped by the two devils and the lobby manager at the same time, and the translator glared at Ye mo.
On this occasion, whoever starts first will be punished. After all, there are no swordsmen at the seventh master's birthday banquet. If this stick dares to rush up and start, the covetous security personnel outside will rush in and press him to the ground in an instant.
The so-called soft is afraid of hard, hard is afraid of horizontal.
Yemo took the stick and the two devils instead.
"Is this what you Chinese call a state of etiquette?"
After the golden glasses calmed down, he looked at Ye Mo's back and said in English.
"Guests come with wine, jackals come with shotguns."
Ye Mo also replied in English, then carried the box into the elevator with Liu Yuanwei and Li Yonghai.
"???!"
Gold wire glasses looked at Ye Mo's leaving direction and scolded.
Looking at the box in his hand, he remembered the wooden box he had just missed, and the gold wire glasses felt more suffocating.
"You can't go there in person next time."
Inside the elevator, ye Mo takes out the tissue paper and hands it to Li Yonghai.
"Hey! I'm afraid that my staff is unreliable and I screwed up, but I didn't want to. On the contrary, I almost delayed president Ye's business."
Li Yonghai took the paper towel and wiped his sweat. As soon as the paper towel was pasted on his face, Li Yonghai had to smoke another one.
"I'll return this tissue to you later!"
"Fuck off..."
……
In the afternoon, when the guests arrive, the large flat floor on the top floor of Qingjiang Hotel, also known as Jinxiu hall, has been changed into floor to ceiling windows. If you eat here, you will feel overlooking all living beings.
At the moment, the splendid hall, which is rarely open to the outside world, is full of banquet. Everyone lowers their voice and discusses carefully.
From time to time, his eyes also looked at the big table that can accommodate 20 people.
Most of the other seats are occupied, while no one is seated at the largest table at present.
Knowledgeable people know that the table is prepared for the giants of Dongjiang and Zou Qi, the protagonist of the birthday banquet.
"I heard that Yemo is here, too?"
In a very backward position, Lin Jiayuan put down his tea cup and lowered his voice to Lin Dongping road beside him.
"What? How could he come here?"
As soon as Lin Dongping frowned, he felt angry at the name that disgusted him!
"Third brother, you know what your son-in-law looks like. If something happens on such an occasion, it's not something you and I can handle."
Lin Jiayuan knocked on the teacup with an attitude that you should think clearly.
"I see. Don't worry, second brother."
Lin Dongping said with a gloomy face.
When Linxi saw his father and his second uncle talking in a low voice, he heard Ye Mo's name. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Sure enough, his father's face was gloomy.
Both the second uncle and his father are very hostile to Ye Mo, and ye Mo himself is very abnormal now. Lin Xi frowns and worries.
At this time, the front door of the splendid hall was opened, and a group of people came in laughing and talking. Zonghu pushed the wheelchair to the front. After seeing the fine old man in the wheelchair, the splendid hall became quiet and the needle fell.
Because everyone present knows how terrible the old man in the wheelchair is.
After Zou Qi took his seat, the others also took their seats.
"Mr. Zuo of Hua Ruifeng, President of Wang Group, and manager Zhao of Dongjiang heavy industry..."
Lin Jiayuan couldn't help holding his breath. The people behind Zou Qi were all giants from all walks of life. They were all characters that could be seen in newspapers and TV every day, and these characters could get together because of the seemingly weak old man in the chief.
"Huh?!!"
Lin Jiayuan felt that he might have an illusion. Among these big men, he seemed to see a figure who shouldn't be here at all.
"Yemo?!"
Lin Dongping was also shocked. The last person in this group was not a director of any group or enterprise, but a young man in his twenties and sixes. He looked beautiful and indifferent. It was Ye Mo!
"Why is he there?"
Linxi will never admit his mistake, not to mention Yemo carrying a highly recognizable box!
Ye Mo doesn't want to be in the limelight. However, he can't go after helping Zou Qi disguise. Zou Qi pulls him to meet the group of big guys. These big guys regard Ye Mo as Zou Qi's younger generation, so he is very warm to Ye Mo, which makes Ye Mo cry and laugh.
"Xiaoye, sit here!"
A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in a long shirt waved to Ye Mo, but his eyes kept staring at the Hainan yellow rosewood box in Ye Mo's hand.
"Zhengtang, put away your thoughts. You're not a doctor, Xiaoye. Come and sit here."
A 60 year old man waved his hand, stopped the middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, and motioned Ye Mo to sit next to him.
"Mr. Ji, ye Mo is a man with a teacher. Besides, you sell medical devices. Don't take the side."
Seeing that he was broken and thought, the middle-aged man who looked like a scholar was a little embarrassed, but he fought back immediately.
"That's better than you two dealers who pedal antiques backwards."
The old man blew his beard and said.
Their argument made the whole circle laugh.
"Rob people in front of me? Xiaoye, sit here."
Zou Qi smiled and patted the position beside him.
Ye Mo breathed a sigh of relief. If it was inappropriate for him to choose one from the other, it would be easy to offend people. Zou Qi's move relieved him.
After taking his seat, Wei Gang trotted over with a microphone and handed it to Zou Qi. As a result, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Ye Mo sitting next to Zou Qi. He was very cold and dangerous.
At last, he thought Ye Mo was zonghu's friend and had attached great importance to Ye Mo, but now he found that the fact was not as good as he thought. The young man actually connected with the seventh master!
Ye Mo also sees Wei Gang. The fat man is very recognizable, so he smiles and nods to say hello.