C676 You Better Call Me Little Hai
C676 You Better Call Me Little Hai
Then, the middle-aged man continued with his introduction.
"Master Zhang, this is the 52nd degree of the Five Grains liquid, State Guest Memorial Wine that I auctioned at the Shenteng Auction House last year."
"I hope this wine will be of interest to you, Master Zhang …"
This bespectacled middle-aged man was none other than Boss Zhao, who was previously dining in a private club with Qian Zhenhai.
This Sheraton Hotel was one of Boss Zhao's businesses in Wuzhou City.
He found out from Qian Zhenhai that Zhang Xiaofan and his friend were having dinner at his hotel.
Boss Zhao immediately rushed over from the private club without stopping.
He hopped onto his Mercedes-Benz S600L and headed straight for his Sheraton hotel.
Along the way, they even ignored the traffic lights.
He was afraid that he would miss the chance to meet with Zhang Xiaofan later.
However, in the end, his hard work paid off.
In the end, Boss Zhao managed to meet Zhang Xiaofan.
Moreover, he even took out the fifty-two degrees that he was reluctant to take a sip from the Five Grains Liquid, the State guest memorial wine.
He wanted to win Zhang Xiaofan's favor …
Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and shot a glance at the middle-aged man.
He didn't have much impression of the other party before this.
However, Zhang Xiaofan didn't find it strange at all!
After all, he was at Luo Yurou's birthday banquet last night.
In front of most of the society's celebrities in the Jiang and Zhe provinces, this was really a big show!
In addition, Luo Hong Wu displayed a respectful attitude.
As well as the other person who called him "Master Zhang".
At that time, Zhang Xiaofan already had his own plans.
After this, there would definitely be many people who would want to find out about his background.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't be bothered to hide this matter anymore.
Since he couldn't keep a low profile, he might as well keep a high profile.
"Oh? Did we know each other before? "
Zhang Xiaofan didn't even spare a glance at the middle-aged man as he lightly sipped on his tea and said.
"Hehe …" "I didn't know him before, but I know him now."
Boss Zhao rubbed his hands and said humbly.
"My name is Zhao Haicheng. I'm the chairman of the Sheraton Wuzhou City Hotel."
"That …" Master Zhang, you can call me Little Zhao or Little Hai. "
"Hee hee …"
Zhao Haicheng smiled obsequiously at Zhang Xiaofan.
However, it was not enough for Zhao Haicheng to try his best to curry favor with him.
Zhang Xiaofan remained unmoved. He calmly sipped on his tea.
Noticing that he had been taken advantage of by the other party, Zhao Haicheng did not feel embarrassed at all.
Instead, he shot a look at the lobby manager beside him.
Seeing this, the lobby manager immediately understood.
He opened the bottle and handed it to Zhao Haicheng.
At this time, Zhao Haicheng, who was holding a bottle of wine, did not say anything.
However, he still stood respectfully by Zhang Xiaofan's side, watching him finish the cup of tea.
Only then did he dare to step forward and pour a cup of wine for Zhang Xiaofan...