Urban god and mad son-in-law

Chapter 64 Zhao Daoran Really Came

Chen Yanlin pulled a chair, sat down, put his legs on the coffee table, and said casually: "I remember, but it's you, what if you don't invite Zhao Daoran?"

Shen Bingbing straightened her chest: "If we can't invite Zhao Daoran, we will do whatever you want!"

Han Yang kept silent, which was his tacit consent.

Chen Yanlin laughed and said, "Good!"

Han Yang looked at Chen Yanlin's rampant appearance, with a bit of sympathy in his eyes.

Why is Chen Yanlin like his brother, who likes to gamble at every turn?
Or, it is not a family, do not enter a family?

Inverted diarrhea... Tsk tsk, it tastes good just thinking about it.

Several people waited for three or four minutes, and Chen Yanlin couldn't wait to yell: "Can you invite Zhao Daoran? If you can't invite him, just admit it! What time are you wasting here?"

Shen Bingbing said slightly angrily: "Why are you in such a hurry? It's only been a few minutes? If you wait a little longer, no one will die!"

Han Yang also said, "Are you in a hurry? Are you afraid that if we really call Zhao Daoran over, you will have to stand on your head?"

Chen Yanlin opened his eyes wide: "What are you talking about? How could I be afraid!"

"Okay! Just wait! I'll wait another hour, I don't believe Zhao Daoran can really come!"

After seeing Shen Bingbing for so long, Han Yang said a word, and couldn't help asking curiously: "I was very angry when I heard that they slandered you so much. Why are you not angry at all?"

Han Yang smiled and said, "The one who cleans up cleans himself."

He firmly believed that when Zhao Daoran came, the expressions on Chen Yanlin and the waiter just now would be pretty!
With that said, he began to look forward to it.

Zhao Daoran is a man of efficiency. Just 5 minutes after he arrived, Zhao Daoran, who was wearing a sky blue suit, pushed the door open like a fairy descending like a fairy.

Chen Yanlin and the waiter were both taken aback.

what's the situation?
Zhao Daoran really came?
"Master Zhao? Why are you here when you have time?" Chen Yanlin quickly put down his legs and asked in doubt.

Zhao Daoran nodded slightly to him: "My friend called me, and I happened to be nearby, so I came here."

"Second Master Chen, is your brother cured?"

Asked by Zhao Daoran, Chen Yanlin didn't dare to be sloppy, and hurriedly replied: "It's not healed yet, but it's slowly recovering. I believe it won't be long before it's back to normal. Thank you Mr. Zhao for your concern."

Zhao Daoran nodded, then turned his gaze to Han Yang: "What happened?"

Without waiting for Han Yang to answer, Chen Yanlin rushed to talk: "Mr. Zhao, this Han Yang actually said that you sold the commercial street to him, and he has been talking nonsense here! He didn't know who he called just now, pretending to know him. You, how can a person like Mr. Zhao make friends with such a poor ghost? You are really overwhelmed!"

Zhao Daoran asked: "Han Yang, is what he said true?"

Han Yang spread his hands helplessly: "Bing Bing brought me here to buy two suitable suits, who knew that as soon as we entered the door, the waiter said that we are poor ghosts and let us go. Then Second Young Master Chen came in, and the words They also think that we are poor.”

Zhao Daoran pursed his lips.

He never thought that the thing of disliking the poor and loving the rich would appear on the commercial street he once managed!

"Where's your manager? Let him come out to see me." Zhao Daoran looked at the waiter who had buried his head in his chest, and said.

Zhao Daoran's voice and tone were very calm, without any emotion.

But in the ears of the waiter, it was like the horn of death!
She knew in her heart that she was indeed doing something wrong, but...

"Mr. Zhao, look at these two people! They are dressed in such shabby clothes that they obviously can't afford our clothes!" The waiter pointed at Han Yang's nose and defended himself: "I just want to protect our goods Dirty poor ghosts like them, what if they get all the clothes in our shop dirty..."

"To shut up!"

Zhao Daoran scolded: "Don't you understand what I said? Call your manager out!"

The waiter was scolded by Zhao Daoran, tears rolled down, and he went to the manager crying.

When the manager rushed over, he saw the former boss and the current boss standing together, as well as the young master of the Chen family, who was so arrogant. He was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

"Manager, is it because the new boss is so talkative that the quality of your employees has dropped so low?" Zhao Daoran asked calmly as he knocked on the table with his index finger.

The manager quickly shook his head: "No! What's the matter!"

"Whether there is such a thing, just look at the surveillance."

Zhao Daoran motioned for the manager to lead the way to the monitoring room.

Every store on the commercial street is equipped with high-definition cameras in order to prevent disputes.

Chen Yanlin quickly found something wrong in Zhao Daoran's words.

"New boss? What do you mean?"

Chen Yanlin hurriedly walked to Zhao Daoran, and asked, "Young Master Zhao, what is the new boss you mentioned just now?"

Zhao Daoran smiled warmly and said, "Don't you know, Young Master Chen? This commercial street is connected with Daoran Restaurant, and I sold it to Mr. Han Yang a few days ago."

"Now, Mr. Han Yang is the boss here."

(End of this chapter)