Hao Jun had never had the urge to achieve something so eagerly. The moment he opened the office door, he felt that he was hitting a large ball of soft flesh, which made his impulse temporarily hinder for a moment.

Perhaps only at this time can he feel the worry of gains and losses when Zhao Wenjie wanted to install the Meow Meow software on the computer in the office!

This impulse seemed to be a reflection of the young nature of a young man. Uncle Hao tried his best to control his chaotic mood. It took him a long time to feel the mood to look up and observe the person he bumped into.

They were two middle-aged men with relatively "healthy" figures. Seeing Hao Jun looking up, they smiled kindly at him.

"Is this the office of Zhao Yongliang and President Zhao?"

The middle-aged man simply looked into the open house, then looked at Hao Jun gently.

"Yes, this is Mr. Zhao's office. However, Mr. Zhao has something to do and is not here for the time being. Do you two come back later?"

Hao Jun finally calmed down.

Zhao Wenjie only came back to his senses when he heard the sound. He ran out of the office at this time. He walked too fast and didn't notice that Hao Jun and the other two were blocking the door and accidentally hit Hao Jun again.

He didn't care about the sourness from the tip of his nose and said in a hurry: "Brother Jun, are you okay?"

His face clearly had a nervous expression of nervousness. If Brother Jun was like the 325 incident in the past, he had to look at him carefully and must not have any trouble. It must be because the exam review was too nervous a few days ago, which caused the situation today. When you have time later, you must tell Yu Qing and the others that you can't force Brother Jun to review so crazily in the future, as there will be serious side effects.

Hao Jun obviously didn't know what Zhao Wenjie was thinking at the moment. If he knew, he would definitely be happy. If the girl could learn from this "learning from the past", his life in the cram school would definitely be relatively easier.

"It's okay, I just suddenly thought of something, oh, by the way, there are two gentlemen here who are here to find your father!"

As soon as Hao Jun finished speaking, he was pulled aside by the fat man who was still very kind in front of him with his hands. He almost fell off the steps without standing firmly.

"I'm going, what's going on?"

When Hao Jun looked at him again, he saw that the middle-aged man had already held Zhao Wenjie's hands and said, "Oh, I didn't expect you to be President Zhao of the Fan Club. Fortunately, I'm lucky. It's true that he is a young talent. Hello, hello, my name is Zhu Xikun. When we first met, everyone calls me Kunzai, and I'm the owner of the Big Fat Dumpling Shop!"

Before Zhao Wenjie could recover, the fat man beside Zhu Xikun also rushed out quickly, and the two of them squeezed into a parallel line. At this moment, Hao Jun completely lost his place to stay and had to jump off the steps hatefully.

"Hello, President Zhao, hello, I am Lin Ziqiang, the owner of our Thumb Noodle Shop in the city. This is my business card. Please give me some advice!"

Lin Ziqiang took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Wenjie, and looked at Zhu Xikun beside him with a proud look.

Hao Jun has heard of Dafa Dumplings and Big Thumb Noodle Shop. It is a relatively affordable noodle shop in Lianhua Market. Generally speaking, the store is not large in size, but it has several chains in Lianhua Market. It is a relatively powerful and well-known noodle shop in Lianhua Market.

However, geographical restrictions have prevented these two more well-known noodle shops in Lianhua Market from leaving Lotus Market. As time goes by, competition has intensified. Although they are still old noodle shops, their competitiveness has gradually declined in the years ahead, far less than the momentum it should have.

Zhao Wenjie was a little stunned with his business card. He didn't understand the meaning of the two people handed him the business card, and even Hao Jun was a little confused.

Zhu Xikun looked at Zhao Wenjie with a suspicion and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is not here, so it's the same with President Zhao. I wonder if Mr. Zhao has time to talk to us?"

Zhao Wenjie pointed to his nose and said suspiciously: "You guys talk to me about it. My name is Zhao Wenjie. I am the president of the fan club of Lianhua City No. 1 Middle School. Have you found the wrong person?"

Lin Ziqiang slapped his thigh exaggeratedly, "That's right, we are looking for you!"

This shocked Zhao Wenjie again. Fortunately, he was not a noble family, otherwise he might have thought that the two fat men who suddenly appeared were kidnapped.

He felt aroused in his heart, and seemed to understand the purpose of the two of them coming. He closed the office door and stuffed the business card into the pocket of his shirt. This was the first time he accepted a business card handed over by an adult. This sense of accomplishment made him feel happy and he couldn't help but look at Hao Jun proudly.

Uncle Hao was depressed. These two fat men turned against each other faster than reading books. They had greeted him with a smile before. At this time, when they saw Zhao Wenjie, they completely threw him aside and squeezed him all over. It was really disgusting.

"President Zhao has founded a fan club at a young age and has even been officially recognized by Xinghuang Entertainment Company. He is really young and promising. For a while, I often hear the boy from my family talk about President Zhao's deeds. I always think that if I have the chance, I will invite President Zhao to a simple meal. I wonder if President Zhao will give me a reward?"

The two fat men were so slapping flattery, and they were so easy to send out these small tricks. Zhao Wenjie was proud and couldn't help but look at Hao Jun.

Hao Jun understood that although this kid was already feeling well in his heart at this moment, his basic sense of defense was still there, and he could not help but ask him around him.

"What's wrong with the two bosses looking for us President Zhao? I am the secretary-general of the fan club. My name is Hao Jun. If you have any questions, you can talk to me! You can talk to me!"

Hao Jun stood in front of the two fat men without any trace, and said with a reserved attitude that he had temporarily compiled.

The two fat men were stunned, Secretary General? It sounds like awesome position!

This fan club is really amazing! Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. I just forgot this young man aside.

Zhao Wenjie muttered in a low voice, only he could hear, "Secretary-General? Why does it sound even more awesome than the president, me?"

Hao Jun smiled, pointed to the front, and said, "Please, please, let's talk while you go!"

Although he could see that these two fat people should have no malicious intentions, he still needs to have a basic sense of prevention. The street facing the service company is the snack street, so he is not afraid of these two fat people having any trouble.

Once he became the Secretary-General, the actions and words that Hao Jun showed were completely different from a young man. Zhao Wenjie followed him habitually. Seeing this scene, he seemed to be unable to interfere with anything, so he simply threw his hands behind him with a reserved look in a divine manner.

"Secretary-General!"

Zhu Xikun thought this title was quite awkward, but he called it out soon after and said, "That's right. This time we came to visit. In fact, our two shops were interested in applying for membership card projects to join the fan club. Our two shops are also old brands in Lianhua City for many years. The pasta prices are not expensive on weekdays. Many students like to come to our shop to eat dumplings or other pasta. I believe both of them know this..."
Chapter completed!