The bar owner declined Meng Yi's invitation, put another million in cash on the table, and quickly turned around and left.

And his friends are already waiting in the office.

After all, they were quite curious about the identity of the boss who came out with one million cash for fun.

So when the bar owner returned to the office, his friends started asking.

"Lao Li, which young man from your bar was patronized tonight?"

"One million is a lot, and you can play with cash. Today's young people really know how to play!" A middle-aged man with his legs crossed sat on the sofa and puffed away. Although he was asking, his face was full of cynicism.

His attitude didn't seem to care much about the one million.

The bar owner looked at the other party with a smile: "Lao Zhang, it seems that the other party has some relationship with your family!"

"Oh!" The middle-aged man named Lao Zhang suddenly became interested, put down the cigarette in his mouth and asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"Mr. He Fanhe!" the bar owner responded with a smile.

As soon as the name was spoken, the atmosphere in the room instantly became silent, and several middle-aged people looked at the bar owner with wide eyes.

There is no way, He Fan is so famous that people can't help but be shocked when they hear it!

The middle-aged man with his legs crossed straightened up instantly.

He does have some relationship with He Fan, and he always talks about it.

But this relationship was a bit weak after all, and He Fan didn't necessarily know him. After all, he and He Fan had only met a few times.

His name was Zhang Guofeng, and he was a relative of the Zhang family. He had met He Fan several times when He Fan was getting married and had a wedding reception, and when he was having a baby and having a full moon banquet.

"Mr. He is here?" Zhang Guofeng asked in surprise.

"Yes!" The bar owner nodded and said with a smile: "The cash just now was given to Mr. He's friends! And I have already given away one million just now. This is the second time!"

"So, they are playing with two million in cash?" A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears asked. He was also wearing a Rolex on his wrist. It seemed that he was not short of money.

But even if he wasn't short of money, this fat middle-aged man still had a look of surprise on his face.

After all, two million is not a small amount of money, and it is quite a luxury to play with it.

"That is!"

The bar owner smiled cheerfully and said: "And I don't think these two million are necessarily enough. After all, they play dice and if they lose, they will give the girls in my company 10,000 yuan!"

Speaking of this, the bar owner said meaningfully: "And the two million just now were given to Mr. He's two friends, and Mr. He and the other one haven't made a move yet!"

"Damn it, Lao Li, you made a lot of money tonight, the commission alone is quite a lot!"

When the bar owner said that those girls were from his company, the middle-aged people present were all amazed.

After all, the company is not just for show, it has to take a commission from it, and it is usually not low.

"Lao Li, how much can you smoke from this?" A thin middle-aged man couldn't help but ask. This person was Lao Liu who the bar owner called in the first place.

"It's just 10%!" the bar owner said implicitly, without telling these people the truth.

Because the fact is that he can take 30% of the fee, but he is afraid that saying it will make people jealous.

Although these people are all his old acquaintances, he must be wary of others. The bar owner will not make such a stupid mistake.

"Just 10%!"

When the middle-aged people heard this, they suddenly lost interest.

After all, one million is just one hundred thousand, which is not too much.

"Lao Li, can you take me to meet Mr. He?"

At this time, the cynical old Zhang spoke up and gave the bar owner a difficult problem as soon as he opened his mouth.

After all, he and Mr. He were not familiar with each other. If he brought someone to see him for no reason, he might be offended by him.

But when he thought about Lao Zhang always talking about He Fan, the bar owner's heart suddenly moved.

Lao Zhang had said that he was a relative of He Fan's wife's natal family, so he might be able to use Lao Zhang's relationship to establish friendship with He Fan.

Thinking of this, the bar nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then come with me later!"

Hearing this, Lao Zhang smiled instantly.

He had long wanted to find an opportunity to make friends with He Fan. After all, he was also a relative of the Zhang family, and He Fan's wife Zhang Xiaohan had to call him uncle.

It's just that there has never been this opportunity. After all, He Fan is a busy man, and it is impossible for him to run to the Zhang family every day.

"Lao Li, please join us, we also want to say hello to Mr. He!"

At this time, several other middle-aged people also spoke up. After all, this was an opportunity to deal with He Fan, and they naturally couldn't miss it.

It's just that the reason why the bar owner brought Lao Zhang with him was because he wanted to see if he could use Lao Zhang to establish a relationship with He Fan.

As for this group of people, none of them were strangers to He Fan. How could the bar owner bring these people there?

"Stop talking nonsense, Lao Zhang said that he has something to do with Mr. He, so I don't have to worry about Mr. He being angry if I take him there!"

"As for you, you and Mr. He are strangers. If I take you there, won't I just make Mr. He angry?"

The bar owner said without mercy, showing no mercy to his old friends.

After all, if this really pissed off He Fan, his old friends might not be willing to face He Fan's anger on his behalf.

In the world of adults, there are only exchanges of interests. The bar owner has been in society since he was a child and has experienced ups and downs many times, so he naturally understands this truth.

Several middle-aged people also knew that what the bar owner said was reasonable, so they immediately fell silent and did not embarrass the bar owner again.

It's just that rats have their own way. If the bar owner doesn't take them there, they don't necessarily have to go there on their own.

After all, in an entertainment venue like a bar, as long as you have money, you can open a booth.

So after the bar owner took Lao Zhang away, the remaining middle-aged people discussed and went down to have a look, and then opened a booth next to He Fan and the others.

This way, it won’t look out of place!

"Old Liu, your brain is so quick that you can come up with such a good idea!" the obese middle-aged man wearing a Rolex laughed.

"Average, average!" The thin old Liu said modestly, but there was still a trace of pride on his face.

"Okay, let's go quickly, or the booths will be gone later!" Another middle-aged man urged.

After all, they have been to this bar many times, so they naturally know how popular the booths are here.

As soon as he finished speaking, the obese middle-aged man and Old Liu stopped talking and stood up directly, then walked towards the door.

Seeing this, another middle-aged man followed immediately.

And the bar owner’s side!

He also brought Lao Zhang to the booth of He Fan and the others!

"Lao Zhang, Mr. He is up there!" the bar owner said, pointing to a booth.

Lao Zhang nodded and subconsciously looked in the direction of the bar owner's finger. Sure enough, he saw He Fan, whom he had longed for.

And not only that, when he saw the face of another young man next to He Fan, the smile on his face instantly became brighter.

The bar owner also noticed this and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong, Lao Zhang? Do you know the young man next to Mr. He?"

"Of course I know you!"

Lao Zhang smiled triumphantly and said, "That's my eldest nephew!"

"Your eldest nephew?"

The bar owner’s eyes lit up instantly!

He had often heard Lao Zhang boast before, saying that he had an eldest nephew worth tens of billions and that his company was headquartered in Shanghai.

Moreover, this eldest nephew seems to be He Fan's brother-in-law and the brother of He Fan's wife.

In this way, even if Lao Zhang is not familiar with He Fan, he will be able to have a few words with the eldest nephew of the Zhang family after going up to the booth.

After figuring out the relationship, the bar owner hurriedly pulled Lao Zhang towards the booth.

"Hurry up, Lao Zhang, take me to meet my eldest nephew!" the bar owner said impatiently, he couldn't bear it anymore.

After all, this is the only chance to get close to He Fan.

Lao Zhang originally came to see He Fan, so he let the bar owner lead him forward.

Not long after, the bar owner pulled Lao Zhang into the booth.

However, most of the people in the booth were paying attention to Luo Manhua and Meng Yi, and the lights in the bar were dim, so He Fan and others noticed the arrival of the bar owner and Zhang Guofeng.

It's just that although He Fan and others didn't notice it, Wang Jie and others, as bodyguards, naturally noticed it.

The bar owner came up with a stranger.

So at that moment, Wang Jie and another bodyguard stepped forward to stop the other party.

"Is something okay, you two?" Wang Jie asked expressionlessly, like an emotionless killer, which made people shudder.

The bar owner was a little frightened when he saw Wang Jie's eyes, and said quickly: "Mr. Bodyguard, I am the boss here, and I just served Mr. He!"

"Really, what's the matter with you?" Wang Jie said with an unchanging expression, without any change in his identity as the bar owner.
To be continued...