On the eighth floor, the elevator stopped. Coincidentally, the people in the elevator came out when they arrived at the eighth floor.

As soon as he saw that the detective in the black windbreaker had also gone out, Zhang Boyao knew that the eighth floor should be the location of today's charity party. His heart suddenly moved: The reason why Gu Yingqian didn't tell him too much is that she meant that it was easier to find the old wolf today? In other words, maybe that old wolf was a member of the charity party tonight...

Why is this so wrong? An underground leader actually came to attend a charity party?

Especially after learning about Wu Xiaoyi's work by Lao Lang, Zhang Boyao felt more and more that it would be a very inconsistent thing to find him at a charity party.

A glass door faced the elevator door, and there were several people standing at the door, and those who were entering were handing them the invitations one by one.

The man in the black windbreaker took off his windbreaker and was wearing a suit and tie, looking like a successful person, and walked towards the door with a golden invitation.

Zhang Boyao smiled slightly and followed: "Give me the windbreaker?"

He also smiled, handed the windbreaker to the waiter beside him, handed the invitation out casually, and then walked in with Zhang Boyao's hand.

There are about thirty round tables in the wide hall, and each round table has six chairs around it. There are tea, snacks and fruits on the table, which looks extremely exquisite.

The two of them found a round table at the corner and sat down. Then Zhang Boyao whispered: "Since you know she is coming, why don't you wait here in advance?"

The detective whispered: "The detective has nothing to be completely sure of, only things that are more likely. I also prevent something from going wrong."

After pausing, he also laughed: "What's wrong with you? Your target is here too?"

"Well, I just saw it." Zhang Boyao said.

The detective nodded and sat upright: "That's really a fate."

Seeing him sitting upright, Zhang Boyao was a little surprised. He looked up and found that someone was coming towards their table and sitting in front of them with a smile on his face.

"Where is this guy making money? I am Wang Fugui." said the middle-aged man in his forties with a smile.

The detective nodded, stood up and shook hands: "It turns out to be Chairman Wang. Your electrical appliance company has long been famous. In Tao Xiaobei, it is not worth mentioning in front of you."

The middle-aged man thought about it and seemed to confirm that he had never heard of this name. His smile turned into a reserved smile and his head raised slightly: "Well, young people will always have a chance to make a name for themselves. I wonder if you know Mr. Tao Zhuran?"

"I have been keen on Mr. Tao Zhuran for a long time, but unfortunately I have never had the chance to meet..." Tao Xiaobei, who didn't know if he was using his real name, said with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Tao Zhuran, who doesn't want to talk to him more? Not only you, but me, have never forgotten since I met Mr. Tao last year. It really has an indescribable personality charm that makes people feel subtle..." The middle-aged man in his forties said with emotion.

Zhang Boyao was very funny when he heard it, but Wang Fugui's snobbish eyes were also funny: First, he was "brother", but later he saw that Tao Xiaobei was not well-known, so he said "young man" and showed his old qualifications. Later, after confirming that Tao Xiaobei, the real estate giant Tao Zhuran, whose property has a property of hundreds of billions, immediately "It's not just you, but me" separated Tao Xiaobei from himself...

"Oh...haha, this is Brother Wang! How are you doing recently? Is there any good news?" A short and thin man with a smile on his face and about fifty years old came over.

His face is not too old, but his hair is a lot of gray, and he is obviously a person with a lot of thoughts.

Behind him, there were two young men, one man and one woman. The man was not very tall and slightly fat. He was wearing a casual suit with a plaid shirt, but he was quite good at matching. Although the woman was beautiful, she was wearing suits and trousers, just like a white-collar worker who came to work.

Zhang Boyao was surprised and recognized that this was Xie Ruilin and Cao Yunfei. No need to ask, this old man with a happy smile on his face is Cao Yunfei's father Cao Jianguo?

Sure enough, Wang Fugui said as soon as he opened his mouth, "Haha, Brother Cao, it turns out it's you. Why are you, an iron rooster who has never pulled a hair for thousands of years, willing to attend such a party? Could it be that you want the old tree to bloom too?"

The old tree blooms? Zhang Boyao was a little funny and thought to himself that Wang Fugui was really vulgar and unwilling. Why did he even use the idiom incorrectly? Is the old tree blooming used at this time?

Cao Jianguo laughed and turned around and waved: "Yunfei, Ruilin, you two have come here to see your Uncle Wang. Your Uncle Wang is younger than me, but the family business he earns is much larger than mine. He is really an amazing business genius."

Cao Yunfei owed her body and nodded, "Hello Uncle Wang."

Wang Fugui waved his hand: "Okay, niece, you are too."

Xie Ruilin did not bend down and nodded slightly: "Hello."

Wang Fugui quickly reached out his hand, shook hands with him, and laughed: "Hello, Brother Cao, you have found a son-in-law to ride the dragon. You will be happy if you have any in the future, haha. I like Ruilin as soon as I see, he is a good child! Lingzun has always been good?"

"I am not good at health, but I am a little busy with official business." Xie Ruilin smiled, with a reserved expression on his face.

"That's good! That's good! Come on, get in the seat!" After letting go of Xie Ruilin's hand, Wang Fugui diligently opened the seat for him, "Ruilin, don't be polite to me in the future. If you have any problems, it's the same for me or Brother Cao."

"Young people are the same, and the expenses are inevitable, which is understandable. If you don't have enough money, I will definitely not be able to ask me for it next time. In this era, good guys like you have nowhere to look for them without lanterns!"

Wang Fugui smiled, turned to Cao Yunfei and said, "Niece, your life is worth it. I don't know how many blessings I have cultivated can marry a good person like Ruilin..."

"Ao———!" He suddenly screamed.

Zhang Boyao couldn't stand it, so he pretended to pour water, and took a cup of hot tea from the table and poured it directly between his legs from under the table.

It would be fine if this old boy was snobbish. Knowing who Xie Ruilin is so disgusting, he was simply not accumulating good deeds. It also concerns Cao Yunfei, who had already revealed his heart to Zhang Boyao. If it weren't for the public, Zhang Boyao would have to go over and beat out his mouthful of teeth.

His scream immediately alarmed everyone in the hall. Zhang Boyao quickly stuffed the warm teacup into Tao Xiaobei's hand.

Tao Xiaobei was shocked, quickly put the teacup back on the table, and gritted his teeth and whispered: "Don't cause trouble for me!"

Wang Fugui covered his legs and screamed in pain, and rolled on the floor. Cao Jianguo and the other two were puzzled. They saw a large piece of wet in the middle of Wang Fugui's crotch, and kept steaming. They thought he had some disease and had incontinence, so they quickly stood up and stood aside.

Cao Jianguo experienced many storms and waves. He didn't smell the smell of urine or the stench. He saw that the white air was so powerful. It must be the temperature: "Waiter, come here quickly, he was poured into his crotch with boiled water!"

All of a sudden, everyone in the hall understood. The man burst into laughter and the woman covered her mouth and laughed secretly: It hurts his waist now!

Several waiters held back their laughter and carried Wang Fugui out with all their might and called an ambulance. Wang Fugui wailed all the way, which made many male compatriots feel a faint tightening feeling of empathy...

Tao Xiaobei, who stood aside, whispered to Zhang Boyao: "You are too cruel, are you? Did that guy offend you?"

Zhang Boyao smiled and said, "Aren't I venting my anger for you? That guy is so arrogant and has a low character. What can't be dealt with?"

Tao Xiaobei knelt: "Then you are too heavy to take action."

"You don't feel good?" Zhang Boyao asked.

Tao Xiaobei thought for a while and said with a smile: "Anyway, I feel happy, well, I like it, but you have to be careful next time."

"That's it, it's enough to feel good." Zhang Boyao patted Tao Xiaobei's hand with his hand, as if the leader was comforting the masses...

Tao Xiaobei was stunned and thought to himself: What is the fuck I met today? How cruel is this child?

The original peace in the hall was restored, and thanks to Wang Fugui's balls, the atmosphere became much more lively.

Cao Jianguo took a look at Tao Xiaobei and Zhang Boyao, which was "one big and one small". He was sure that the water poured into Wang Fugui's crotch just now was done by one of these two people, and it was probably the one who looked good and naughty child...

However, Wang Fugui’s affairs have nothing to do with him. Should he be helping others?

Cao Jianguo's thoughts changed and decided to test the identities of these two people first. If he had a strong identity, he would pretend to be ignorant or sold Wang Fugui, it would be a bit of a benefit. If he had a low status, he might not have to use them to get something from Wang Fugui.

Thinking of this, Cao Jianguo walked towards Tao Xiaobei and Zhang Boyao with a smile: "Please take your seat, you two, we were the same deskmates just now, and now we are still the same deskmates."
Chapter completed!