Merchant and doctor

Chapter 861 High-level figures
Mr. Huo gives people the impression of a successful overseas Chinese, with slightly sunken eye sockets, big eyes, double eyelids, deep eyes, wisdom, elegance, and a restrained look... At first glance, he looks like the kind of big shot who comes from a noble family, has great knowledge, and has experienced great storms. .

"Miss Qi, you're welcome! I'm sorry, there's a distinguished guest here. I have to chat with him for a few words, so I'll excuse you." As he spoke, Mr. Huo made a show of planning to accompany Bian Mu's friend who was waiting for Bian Mu.

"I'm sorry, Miss Qi is traveling with me, so why don't we go over together and sign in?" Bian Mu quickly explained.

"Hahaha... there's been a misunderstanding. You two are both distinguished guests. Please come over here! Signing in or not signing in is a procedure only used by foreigners." As he spoke, Mr. Huo gestured gracefully. The two of them were welcomed into the reception hall on the first floor very grandly.

Only then did Bian Mu realize that the Mr. Huo in front of him turned out to be the host of tonight's event. Taking a step back, he was at least one of the hosts.

Qi Yuewei unexpectedly learned that Bian Mu actually knew Mr. Huo. She was pleasantly surprised and quickly excused herself to find her uncle. After being polite, she took out an invitation from her bag and handed it to Bian Mu. She went to meet relatives and friends elsewhere alone.

"I have a guest room on the 9th floor. Doctor Bian, could you please go upstairs for a chat?" Mr. Huo, the host, said very politely.

"You're welcome! I'm really sorry. I have another friend. We originally discussed coming together by car, but I thought he had something to do at the moment and I would take a taxi over later. I have to wait for him at the door. Otherwise … Can you tell me your room number and I’ll come find you later?”

"I wonder what that gentleman's last name is?"

"Fan, Caotou Fan, Fan Sanqiao, like me, he doesn't have an invitation in his hand. He originally planned to follow Miss Qi into the venue together. When Miss Qi leaves, I have to wait at the door to hand over the invitation." Just give it to him, otherwise...looking at your attitude here, he will definitely not be able to get in."

"Hahaha... There are so many things! Lao Qiu! Come here!" As he spoke, Mr. Huo nodded and summoned a man in his early thirties. Judging from the man's clothes, he didn't seem to be one of the lobby managers. kind of characters.

"Doctor Bian has a friend named Fan. Please make a note of it. Don't go anywhere. Wait for Dr. Bian at the door for a while. Mr. Fan is here. Please ask him to go upstairs to talk." Mr. Huo gave a few direct instructions.

Naturally, Bian Mu couldn't say anything more, so he had to briefly introduce Fan Sanqiao's full name, voice and smile, and politely accompanied the host, Mr. Huo, in the elevator to the 9th floor.

When entering the elevator, Bian Mu noticed a detail. The hotel customer service politely turned away other guests. Only he and Mr. Huo were allowed to ride in the elevator. Fortunately, the other guests also bought Mr. Huo's account. There was no sign of displeasure at all. On the contrary, everyone nodded and bowed, as if they were honored to have the opportunity to show courtesy to Mr. Huo.

Bian Mu knew in his heart that the guests waiting at the elevator entrance were all rich or noble, and probably the least of them were people of Locke Jiaming's level. From this, the gentlemanly Mr. Huo in front of him was definitely very awesome. , at least, this person is the highest-level big shot Bian Mu has encountered since entering the city.

When they arrived, as soon as the elevator door opened, Mr. Huo was deliberately polite and let Bian Mu go first. Bian Mu Qian gave way. The two smiled at each other and walked side by side.

There was someone on duty at the elevator entrance. He was a young man in his twenties. He was very energetic and wearing a suit. He obviously didn't look like a waiter in the ordinary sense.

The young man bowed slightly to the two of them very respectfully, without smiling or saying anything. When Bian Mu and the others walked away, the young man returned to stand at the elevator entrance to continue guarding. Bian Mu guessed that Mr. Huo in front of him was afraid The entire 9th floor was rented out. The young man was guarding the elevator entrance for fear of the daring person breaking in accidentally. Once discovered, the young man politely persuaded him to leave.

This is the first time that Bian Mu has met such a big shot and such a sophisticated person.

Room 903, sunny room.

Bian Mu saw Mr. Huo raising his hand and making a virtual half circle slightly above the middle of the door. Hey! The wooden door slowly opened on its own... Damn it! Are automatic doors controlled by AI recognition systems?

Quite sci-fi!

"Doctor Bian, please!" "Mr. Huo, you're welcome!" This time, Bian Mu was no longer polite and walked into the room in a dignified manner.

Oops! After all, he is a big shot. The area outside the door does not look very big. The living room inside is more than 90 square meters, and it may be more than 100 square meters. The facilities are simple, but the bookshelves on the east and west sides are very surprising.

It's packed full of books.

"What does Doctor Bian like to drink?" Mr. Huo asked casually.

"Juice bar!"

"Cold? Hot?"

"Have a hot drink! Thank you!"

"Okay." After saying that, Mr. Huo snapped his fingers, and not far away, a robot avatar immediately appeared on a large screen, okay! More sci-fi.

"Hot drink, juice, add rock sugar, less, three combinations, moderate amount." The voice was neither high nor low, but Mr. Huo was full of energy and his voice carried quite far.

"Understood!" The microphone responded, the big screen flashed, and the robot avatar disappeared.

After a while, a walking robot suddenly appeared from a small corner door very close to the bookshelf. It was holding a small tray with two large cups of warm juice on it, two servings. Exactly the same.

"Doctor Bian, please take a seat!" As he spoke, Mr. Huo took the tray from the walking robot. The material was not clear for a moment. Holding the tray with one hand, Mr. Huo snapped his fingers again, and the walking robot received it. After giving the order, he turned around and hid through the small corner door without saying a word.

It’s interesting, it’s like making a movie.

The two drank and chatted.

"My younger brother was spoiled by his family. Because the injured young man looked around his car a few times, the driver assigned to him scolded him a few times. The injured young man also had a very bad temper, and he naturally spoke casually. After a few words of rebuttal, they started to quarrel. My brother mistakenly thought that the injured young man was a bad person, so he naturally ran out to help him a few words. Unexpectedly... the injured young man seemed to have practiced a lot. In desperation, I My younger brother grabbed a bottle of wine from the car and slapped it on someone's head... Doctor Bian naturally knew everything about what happened next. I'm ashamed to say it, so I ask Doctor Bian to forgive me!" Mr. Huo explained with a smile. sentence.

Judging from his expression, Mr. Huo seemed very sincere.

Bian Mu is convinced that the younger brother Mr. Huo mentioned is not the same person as him.

"So that's what happened... Don't worry, the young injured person won't leave any scars. When I left the hospital, they seemed to have reached an agreement, so you don't have to worry."

"Haha... Doctor Bian doesn't know something. The young injured person is nothing. He has a sister, a real sister. She is a bit difficult to deal with. If you hadn't taken action in time that day, our family's reputation would have been damaged because of her. Defect, so... our whole family has deep respect for Dr. Bian. I didn’t expect that we are so destined to meet here by chance. It is really God’s will!”

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't help but be stunned.

(End of this chapter)