The young man put his hands in his pockets in his trouser pockets and leaned against the front of the Toyota Crown. He looked around for a week with a handsome look. Seeing that he had been here for a long time, no one was still receiving him, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Where are people? Where have they gone? Are they all dead? I have been here for so long, but I haven't seen anyone alive?"

He glared at him with his eyes, and the repairmen who were still looking over at him all shrank their bodies back.

Co-author, this guy didn't treat them as human beings at all!

This is a young man with a bit of anger. Hao Jun heard the sound clearly, but never looked back. He just smiled and watched Beibei play. From time to time, he gave some bad ideas to her daughter for her to practice, and he would never get tired of playing with a slide.

The receptionist Ran Er, who was beside him, looked carefully at Hao Jun and looked back at the direction of the hall. The reception work today was all hers, and that one was a big customer she always valued.

"Mr. Hao, I'm really embarrassed. I need to go and receive it!"

She weighed it for a while and probably thought that Hao Jun was a father after all. Although she looked like an authentic noble young man, she was still not as good as the young man in the hall who had a Toyota and was very familiar with her.

"You are busy, don't worry about me!" Hao Jun responded.

Ran'er complained again, then she quickly stood up and hurriedly walked out.

Hao Jun didn't care much about the unexpected. Some people always like to sing and dance. After he looked at a book of impurities beside him for a while, he heard a rather fierce noise coming from outside.

He just turned his head and looked at it, and saw that the previously deserted hall was already crowded, and there were a few people in the middle shouting loudly.

He was not a person who liked to watch the fun. Seeing that his car was already in the workshop further away, he continued to look down at the impurities. It was some gossip in the fashion circle, and he also saw a short report about the Fengtang District Clothing Exchange Conference in the corner.

Beibei was curious. When he heard the sound in the outside room getting louder and louder, he got off the slide, approached Hao Jun, took off his shoes, stood on the sofa, stretched his neck to look into the hall, and then took advantage of Hao Jun's inattention, and actually ran out secretly.

"Beibei, don't go out!" Hao Jun's voice rose slightly and he raised his face. The little girl hurriedly stuck out her tongue, curiously glanced through the door, then turned around and walked into her activity area.

Soon, the quarrels became weaker, which shows that the car dealer was still very efficient in handling emergencies. Hao Jun soon heard a knock on the door, and he didn't care. After all, although this was a VIP room, it was also considered a public place.

But the person who knocked on the door seemed very particular. He would knock on the door occasionally after waiting outside, but he was not urgent and did not look anxious at all.

Hao Jun then turned around and nodded at the man. Through the glass door, he could see a middle-aged man in a suit and ties with meticulous hair. Seeing Hao Jun nodding, a smile appeared on his face and he pushed the door and walked in.

"Mr. Hao, I'm really embarrassed. Something happened outside just now. I hope it won't disturb you. I am Huang Boqiang from our Saiheng Automobile Beauty Service Center. Welcome to our Saiheng!"

Hao Jun had to stand up and shake hands with him.

"Hello, Manager Huang!"

Manager Huang is obviously a familiar person. He is also a good person who is here and has a good reputation. However, when he looks at Hao Jun's face, he occasionally touches Hao Jun's identity. It is not abrupt, nor does it make people feel disgusted. However, Hao Jun is not a young young man who is just starting out and will not easily reveal his foundation.

Manager Huang made a simple test and the smile on his face became even more intense. The young man in front of him was gentle, not as arrogant as those young men he had ever met before, and there was a faint sense of unpredictable power between his words and deeds. It was rare for such a young man to live for so long. What's more, he was driving a luxury car and could even let the extremely young and promising President Qi say hello in person. It's really not to be handsome and not to measure the sea.

Manager Huang didn't dare to neglect. Although there were things waiting for him to deal with, with his years of experience in looking at people, he felt that the person in front of him was still more important.

However, what made him feel a little regretful was that he could never talk to the young man with a "father-like" smile on his face about further "close" topics, and they were still in a stage of greetings and polite greetings.

Not long after, the previous receptionist Ran'er came over and knocked on the door and said softly: "Manager, Mr. Hao's car is ready!"

She blinked her big eyes and did not rush to leave, but instead looked at the two of them with a sweet dimples.

As soon as Hao Jun lifted his butt up, Manager Huang said with a smile: "Mr. Hao, please wait. I'll ask someone to drive the car over for you. There are still several steps away from here in the workshop!"

Hao Jun nodded, although the workshop was really only a few steps away.

Manager Huang winked at Ran'er. The girl did not dare to be negligent at all and turned around and left quickly.

"Babe, we're going to set off!" Hao Jun clapped his hands at Beibei, "Come on, Dad!"

Although the little girl was having fun, she turned around and ran towards Hao Jun's arms when she heard this. Hao Jun held her butt and hugged her in her arms. She hugged Hao Jun's neck.

Perhaps because she was tired of playing, she directly slapped her chin on Hao Jun's shoulder.

Manager Huang opened his mouth, but still didn't ask. Hao Jun looked really young, but he actually had a child as old as Beibei. What age did he give birth to?

"Mr. Hao, this is my business card. We have decorated your car according to Mr. Qi's requirements. If you have any other needs in the future, you can call me directly. We will provide you with the most considerate service 24 hours a day!"

Manager Huang took out his business card, and he felt that this was the one he said this most sincerely.

Hao Jun took over the business card, "Sorry, Manager Huang, I don't usually use a business card, so I can't give it to you!"

"You are so kind. If you don't mind, you can leave a phone number here!"

Manager Huang hurriedly seized the opportunity.

"That's right, this car will bother you in the future!"

"If you trust us, it is our honor to Saiheng!" Manager Huang led Hao Jun to the front desk of the car shop. While walking, he enthusiastically introduced their car shop's series of activities, and even vaguely revealed some of the background behind the car shop.

It’s a pity that he said these words to the deaf people. Hao Jun is really not familiar with the commercial forces in Shanghai. He didn’t know who he was talking about A, B, C and D.

Hao Jun saw Manager Huang take out a gold-covered mini notebook from his suit's pocket, quickly recorded Hao Jun's phone number, and took out a beautifully made manual from the front desk, "Mr. Hao, this is our Saiheng promotional brochure. You can take a look. Our car dealer can provide a series of services. If you hand over your car to us, you can rest assured!"

While speaking, the roar of the Ferrari engine sounded outside the hall, and many customers in Saiheng couldn't help but look at each other.

Manager Huang smiled and stretched out his hand in front of Hao Jun, "Please please!"

"OK, thanks!"

Hao Jun held Beibei in both hands, and Manager Huang helped him take a series of gifts given by Saiheng. Hao Jun saw that several customers who had left Saiheng were empty and could not get such treatment. He couldn't help but feel a little funny, but he also had a sense of distinction that was valued.

In fact, he is not immune to the vulgarity. He will occasionally enjoy this sense of superiority, but he will not show it too much.
Chapter completed!