Chapter 676: You still call me Xiaohai

It was soon seen that the lobby manager respectfully placed the bottle of Wuliangye in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

Then, the middle-aged man continued to introduce, Tao.

"Master Zhang, this is the 52-degree, Wuliangye Guobin Memorial Wine I took at the Shencheng auction last year."

"I hope this wine will have an appetite for Master Zhang ..."

This middle-aged man with glasses is no one else. It was Boss Zhao who had previously eaten with Qian Zhenhai in a private club.

This Sheraton Hotel is also one of Boss's industries in Shengzhou.

After learning from Qian Zhenhai's mouth that Zhang Xiaofan was dining with his friends in his hotel.

Boss Zhao came straight from the private club without stopping.

The wind at his feet jumped on his Mercedes-Maybach s600L and drove directly towards his Sheraton Hotel.

Along the way, even the traffic lights on the road were ignored.

I was afraid that I would be here for a while and missed the precious opportunity to meet Zhang Xiaofan.

However, he hastened to hurry up and finally got the effort.

In the end, Mr. Zhao successfully met Zhang Xiaofan.

In addition, he took out the fifty-two degrees, Wuliangye Guobin Memorial Wine, which he couldn't bear to take a sip.

In order to win the favor of Zhang Xiaofan ...

Zhang Xiaofan looked up and glanced at the middle-aged man.

Seeing the opposite, I didn't have much impression before.

However, Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel strange at all!

After all, last night at Luo Yurou's birthday dinner.

In front of most of the celebrities in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, it really made a big splash!

Add to that, Luo Hongwu's respectful attitude towards himself.

And each other's mouth, "Master Zhang", called himself.

At that time, Zhang Xiaofan already had expectations in his heart.

Surely after this, there will be many people who want to inquire about their identity background.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan was too lazy to cover this up.

Since it can't be low-key, then it's better to completely high-key once.

"Oh? Did we meet before!"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't even look at the middle-aged man, he still teased the tea by himself.

"Hey ... I didn't know before, but now I don't?"

Boss Zhao rubbed his hands in a humble tone.

"My name is Zhao Haicheng, and I am the chairman of the Sheraton Shengzhou Hotel."

"Well ... Master Zhang, you can just call me a little Zhao or Xiao Hai."

"Hey ..."

Zhao Haicheng smiled at Zhang Xiaofan with a smile on his face.

However, the courtlike behavior of Zhao Haicheng.

Zhang Xiaofan was still unmoved, the old **** was sipping the tea in the cup!

Seeing that he had eaten the other's closed door, Zhao Haicheng was obviously not half awkward.

Instead, he glared at the lobby manager next to him.

Seeing this, the lobby manager immediately appreciated.

Right now, he quickly opened Wuliangye and handed it to Zhao Haicheng.

At this time, Zhao Haicheng carrying the wine bottle did not speak.

But still respectfully stood beside Zhang Xiaofan, watching the other person drink the tea in the cup.

Then I dared to step forward and pour Zhang Xiaofan's glass ...