Huang Xiaolong will naturally not miss the opportunity to do business.

Immediately, Hong Quantao and Zou Shi respectfully led Huang Xiaolong and Su Xiaoman to the largest and most luxurious private room in the Emperor's Hotel.

This private room is kept privately for Hong Quantao all year round, and no one else can book it.

Hong Quantao’s so-called party is actually a high-end tea party where big bosses from all walks of life gather together in Binhai shopping malls and chat. Generally, if you don’t have a net worth of more than 50 million, you can’t enter this circle. The content of party chats is basically the future development and policy direction of major industries in Binhai. In silence, it may determine the business of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

"Miss Doctor, Miss Su, please come in." Hong Quantao personally opened the door of the private room.

Huang Xiaolong held Su Xiaoman's hand and walked into the private room.

This private room is very spacious, with antique decoration inside, high-end Chinese style, and a Hunan-embroidered screen, all of which are mahogany furniture, and the tea fragrance is lingering. The private room is full of people, and there are about twenty people.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong came in, everyone's eyes swept over curiously.

These people all want to see who can let Hong Quantao go out to greet him personally.

However, when they saw Huang Xiaolong's dress and age clearly, they were all stunned, and their eyes were filled with incredible expressions.

No?

A rural kid!

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi ran out with great fanfare and brought a rural child over!

What's going on?

These people in the private room are undoubtedly the leaders in charge of many industries in Binhai. Under their gaze, Su Xiaoman was a little depressed and his scalp was numb. However, Huang Xiaolong was calm and as if nothing had happened.

"Everyone, this is the miracle doctor and his girlfriend... the distinguished guest of Lao Zou and me..." Hong Quantao introduced grandly, and then said to Huang Xiaolong. "Misracle doctor, there are many people here, so I won't introduce them one by one. When we chat later, we will naturally become familiar with each other."

The seats in the private room were almost full, and Hong Quantao was embarrassed to speak and asked someone to give up his seat to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong judged his appearance and said indifferently. "Then Miss Xiaoman and I will find an empty seat to sit."

"Okay." Hong Quantao said respectfully.

As soon as Hong Quantao introduced, everyone in the private room understood it.

Miracle doctor?

Damn! It's just a doctor!

Seeing his clothes and dressing, he is probably not a doctor from a regular hospital, but a village doctor from a rural area! A barefoot doctor!

Even if you have some skills and have some ancient folk remedies, you should not join this kind of circle in terms of social status and origin!

"Is Lao Hong dizzy?" An old man with gray hair said with some dissatisfaction.

"It's so unreasonable. Our party is a private party. Lao Hong, what does it mean to call a village doctor in?"

"Haha... Lao Hong, you are the same. Forget it this time, don't take anybody in front of us in the future!"

...

All kinds of ridiculous and sarcastic voices came one after another in the private room.

Su Xiaoman lowered her head embarrassedly, not even dared to take a breath.

Huang Xiaolong was very calm. He seemed to be a breeze passing by and did not linger in his mind when he criticized him.

Hong Quantao and Zou Shi were also a little angry, secretly scolding the people in the private room for fear of being blind and not giving face. After all, where do you usually find a paranormal like Huang Xiaolong? Now you have finally introduced it to you, but you are pretending to be sarcastic in person...

However, Hong Quantao and Zou Shi were both good at turning against each other in person. After all, everyone here has a great background and it is not good to offend anyone. They are also praying secretly, hoping that Lord Huang Xiaolong will have a lot and not be angry.

"Old Hong, let me tell you about Captain Lin Jing's return to life later and see what they are." Zou Shi whispered in Hong Quantao's ear.

"Yes." Hong Quantao nodded.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong held Su Xiaoman's hand and came to a mahogany sofa with two empty seats left.

"Sister Xiaoman, let's sit here." Huang Xiaolong was about to sit down.

"Wait!" Suddenly, a cold snorted in Huang Xiaolong's ear on the mahogany sofa.

"Uh?" Huang Xiaolong raised his eyes.

This mahogany sofa is five-seater and has been seated for three people.

Two men and one woman.

Two men, one old and one young, are about fifty or sixty years old, with square faces and a sense of power between their eyebrows.

The youngest, who is only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wears golden silk-edged eyes, is gentle and elegant, but his eyes are very small, giving people a feeling of being as embarrassed as a wolf.

The woman is a young woman in her thirties, with heavy makeup, good figure and skin care, luxurious clothes, full of gold and silver jewelry, charming charm.

The beautiful young woman snuggled her plump body against the majestic man with a square face and held the man's arm. It was obvious that it was a relationship between men and women.

The man who spoke out and scolded Huang Xiaolong was the 26 or 27 years old.

"You can't sit in this place." The man looked at Huang Xiaolong arrogantly, as if an emperor was watching a farmer digging soil.

"Why can't I sit?" Huang Xiaolong asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Because your identity is not worthy of sitting next to us, is this reason enough?" the man sneered.

Seeing this, the people in the private room looked here with a look of watching the fun and not being too serious.

The man with a square face is the chairman of a large real estate company in Binhai City. He has a net worth of billions. It is said that he has a close friendship with the leaders of the city and has a demolition team of more than a hundred people. In terms of backstage, assets, and means, he can basically steadily rank in this private room, the first of everyone!

For example, Hong Quantao's existence is completely invisible to the eyes of a majestic man with square faces, just like a minion.

"Mr. Qiu's godson is really arrogant and domineering!" Hong Quantao and Zou Shi were both a little angry, but they were obviously afraid of the middle-aged and majestic man, and it was not convenient for them to come forward for Huang Xiaolong for a while.

"Dr. Qiu" is proud of his career, has a wealth of wealth and is a veritable coastal boss. However, there is a big drawback, that is, it has no fertility function!

In other words, Mr. Qiu has no son or half of his daughter, which is a lifelong regret.

The one who scolded Huang Xiaolong was a godson that Mr. Qiu recognized a few years ago. He was versatile and tactful. Mr. Qiu was very fond of him.

Therefore, he was also used to arrogance and was famously arrogant in the dandy circle of Binhai.

"It's not too dirty, sit there, don't come over!" Dong Qiu's godson waved his hand, looked contemptuous, and then dusted the shirt a few times, as if something dirty had been put on the shirt.

"Xiaolong, let's go." Su Xiaoman pulled Huang Xiaolong out of the private room with some resentment.

"Uh...wait..." Huang Xiaolong didn't move at all. He looked at Dong Qiu, his godson, and the beautiful young woman carefully.

"This relationship is really complicated..." Huang Xiaolong muttered, and then said to Dong Qiu. "I want to ask, what is the relationship between you three?"

"What qualifications do you have to ask us?" Mr. Qiu's godson said impatiently.

"Xiaoxuan, don't be too reckless. These two are Brother Hong's distinguished guests after all. If you don't look at monks and Buddha's faces, then don't talk anymore." Dong Qiu was still as moving as a mountain and smiled calmly. "Little boy, this is Zhujing--" He patted the beautiful young woman in his arms on the shoulder, and then whispered to his godson, "This is the adopted son. Little boy, do you have any questions?"

"Oh, you speak in a very sensible way. Zhujing means wife, and adopted son means godson." Huang Xiaolong looked surprised, "My God, your relationship in the city is really chaotic... She had sex with him last night..."

Huang Xiaolong pointed to the beautiful young woman, then pointed to Dong Qiu's godson, and said to Dong Qiu. "Old man, the situation in your family is so complicated. Your adopted son had sex with your cunning last night. Moreover, your adopted son did not take safety measures and left that in her body... My God! The city people have a deep routine! They have increased their postures, and they have increased their postures..."

Huang Xiaolong said it for a long time, but the meaning is actually very simple - the adopted son slept with his adopted mother!

quiet!

Quiet!

Weird quiet!

A needle can be heard in the private room!

The beautiful young woman and Mr. Qiu's godson were even more frightened and sweating profusely. They exchanged glances from each other. They all saw fear deep into their bones in each other's eyes!
Chapter completed!