Chapter 31 Where is my invitation card?

Zhang Hui cursed Lu Fei and was unexpectedly slapped on the back of the head.

Zhang Hui turned around and raised his hand to fight back. When he saw that the person hitting him was actually his boss Li Yunhe, he was so frightened that he quickly put his hand down.

When the crowd saw Li Yunhe coming, they all looked at Lu Fei with gloating eyes.

My heart is like a rag collector, how dare you scold Boss Li, let’s see how you die this time.

"Boss, why are you here?" Zhang Hui said flatteringly.

Li Yunhe handed over the task of receiving Lu Fei to Zhang Hui, and went upstairs to entertain the distinguished guests.

Just now, Li Yunhe heard the commotion below and thought someone was coming to cause trouble. When he came down to take a look, he happened to see Zhang Hui giving Lu Fei a hard time.

Not only did he embarrass Lu Fei, but he also scolded himself for being blind, so Li Yunhe slapped Zhang Hui.

Li Yunhe patted Zhang Hui's fleshy face a few times and said with a sneer.

"Old Zhang, you are so promising. If you dare to call me blind, tell me which eye I am blind."

Zhang Hui was so frightened that he almost peed his pants and hurriedly explained.

"Boss, you misunderstood, I didn't mean you!"

"It's all that boy, he said."

Before Zhang Hui could finish speaking, he was pushed aside by Li Yunhe.

"Those who fail to accomplish anything but fail more than fail, go away. I'll settle the score with you later."

Li Yunhe had no time to argue with Zhang Hui at the moment.

The auction was almost halfway through, and the century-old wild ginseng that Lu Fei had been thinking about was about to make its debut. If he missed it, Lu Fei's unforgiving mouth might say something unpleasant.

Just as he pushed Zhang Hui away, Bian Dawei led Cao Lina and came closer.

Cao Lina stood behind Bian Dawei, constantly posing in what she thought was the most sultry pose and flirting with Li Yunhe.

Li Yunhe is recognized as a diamond king in Bianliang City. Not only is he handsome, he is also rich and powerful.

If he catches Li Yunhe, even if it’s just dew

Love is much stronger than following this ugly guy Bian Dawei.

Unfortunately, what disappointed her was that Li Yunhe didn't even look at her.

"Hello, Mr. Li."

Bian Dawei, who was arrogant in front of Lu Fei just now, swiping at Zhang Hui, stretched out his hand when he saw Li Yunhe from a distance, just like a slave who wants to be as mean as possible when he sees his master.

Li Yunhe frowned and glanced at Bian Dawei, but did not shake hands with Bian Dawei.

"Who are you?"

Bian Dawei retracted his hand in embarrassment and said with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Li, my name is Bian Dawei. My grandfather is Bian Qingli, the vice chairman of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. I hope Mr. Li will take care of me."

Bian Dawei also knew that it was a bit mean for him to fawn over Li Yunhe like this, but who said someone was powerful?

Although his family has a little money, he is nothing in front of Li Yunhe.

Bian Dawei didn't care about other people's eyes. As long as he hugged Li Yunhe's thick leg, he would be among the top ancestors of Bianliang City from now on.

For this goal, Bian Dawei did not hesitate to pay any price.

Li Yunhe had seen so many people like Bian Dawei that he didn't even bother to look at him.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I have something else to do."

After Li Yunhe finished speaking, he went straight to Lu Fei.

"It's over, it's over. Mr. Li didn't even give Bian Dawei face. He was obviously in a bad mood. This little thief who recycles rags is going to be in bad luck."

"Haha, he deserves it. Disease comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. If he dares to scold Mr. Li, he deserves it even if he is beaten to death."

"Hey, look, Master Li put his hand into his trouser pocket, are you preparing to take out a knife?"

"No way, just clean up a tattered root.

There was no need for Mr. Li to take action himself. He probably took out his phone and prepared to blow the whistle. "

The melon-eaters were whispering and waiting to see Lu Fei's joke, especially when Li Yunhe put his hand into his trouser pocket, which made these people even more imaginative.

But what Li Yunhe did next made everyone's jaws drop.

Li Yunhe took out a pack of Nine-Five Masters from his trouser pocket and handed one to the little thief collecting rags, and then lit it for him with both hands.

Damn it!

No matter how you look at it, this doesn’t look like the rhythm of going crazy!

"What are you doing, kid? Why did you come here? What you want will be auctioned soon." Li Yunhe complained.

Li Yunhe complained, and Lu Fei became even more resentful. He sprayed a thick puff of smoke on Li Yunhe's face.

"Bitch, where's my invitation card?"

boom--

Now the melon-eaters are all going crazy.

It was scary enough that Lu Fei scolded Li Yunhe behind his back just now, but now he went even further, scolding him directly in front of him.

This is nothing. The key is that Li Yunhe didn't get angry. This is too evil.

The crowd changed the topic for a while and began to speculate on Lu Fei's identity.

"Who is this kid? He can't be a wealthy young man from the Mishima family who went on patrol in disguise."

"You all have your eyes open, I have long noticed that this young master has an unusual temperament."

"Hey, look, does this young master look like the old Superman from Hong Kong? Could he be the illegitimate son of the old Superman?"

"You can pull him down. Old Superman's gadget has long been inoperable. I think he looks a bit like the richest man in the world. He might be the illegitimate son of the richest man in the world."

The melon-eating crowd was talking a lot, and Zhang Hui was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground.

At this point, even the most idiotic Zhang Hui can see that this little thief who collects rags is the boss's friend.

It's over, it's over, I actually

I offended the boss's good friend, and now he's dead.

At the same time, Zhang Hui also had some resentment towards Lu Fei.

The boss personally lit his cigarettes, this guy must be a big shot.

Damn it, you, a big shot, dressed so shabbily and come out to bully me, a little manager, can you still order Bilian?

Bian Dawei and Cao Lina were even more shocked beyond words.

Especially Bian Dawei, who was so angry that his face was green and green, almost like the big painted face in Beijing opera.

Bian Dawei clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely unconvinced in his heart.

Damn it, why is Mr. Li so polite to him? Why?

This migrant bastard is just a rag collector!

He is just a rag collector!

Cao Lina bit her lip tightly, feeling even more resentful in her heart.

In her opinion, Lu Fei had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. The reason why he pretended to be a rag collector was to deliberately target her and deliberately make herself hate him.

I hate it so much. If I had persisted a little longer, Lu Fei would never have been able to escape from my grasp.

In that case, my man will be no less than Li Yunhe!

After hearing Lu Fei's story about being discriminated against, Li Yunhe became furious and grabbed Zhang Hui's collar and dragged him to Lu Fei.

"Damn it, I asked you to help me receive my brother, but you actually dare to join forces with outsiders to bully my brother. You are so brave."

Zhang Hui was so frightened that he quickly explained to Li Yunhe.

"Boss, I don't know. I really didn't know that this gentleman was your friend."

"I was all bewitched by Master Bian, please forgive me this time!"

Li Yunhe glared at him fiercely.

"forgive you?"

"What if I forgive you for my brother's grievance?"