Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Although his family is a businessman's family, he has some money at home, and he has a reputation in Haicheng, but Zhu Sanye still dare not offend him.

At this moment, a foreigner in a neat suit came over, spoke awkward Chinese, and extended his hand to Su Qiao very gentlemanly:

"Hello, Miss Su, my name is John, I'm your fan, and I run a record company. Can I buy you a drink and talk about producing a record for you?"

Su Qiao looked at him innocently as if she hadn't seen his hand.

Sister Jin quickly explained: "Mr. John, I'm sorry Miss Su can't see her."

"It's okay, it's my rudeness."

John shook his head and withdrew his hand apologetically.

"Miss Su, I am very sincere. I would like to invite you to become a singer of my company. Could you give me a little time to have a good talk?"

"Don't worry, I have the financial resources. I not only have a record company here, but also in country M and country F, and the scale is not small. With your talent in this method, I will definitely promote you to the world. , to become an international superstar.”

Seeing that he was still polite, Su Qiao thought about it, then shook her head and said, "I can't see, there are so many people here, it's easy to bump into things and fall, so let's chat in a quiet place next time!"

"OK, then let's make an appointment. I will definitely find a quiet coffee shop or western restaurant to meet you."

John also felt that this was not a good place to talk, and nodded very simply, without making too much entanglement.

Seeing that foreigners with such status were rejected, He Bin felt a lot more at ease, and walked back to his seat drunkenly.

When passing by one of the tables, I was tripped by the suddenly outstretched foot, and a dog gnawed on the mud.

"Who is so..."

He Bin staggered to get up and wanted to scold, but as soon as he started, he was interrupted by a cold voice from the side.

"Which dog without eyes dares to kick my son's legs?"

Chu Yihan smashed the wine glass in his hand, raised his leg and touched it.

"Young Master Chu?"

Hearing the sound, He Bin, who had just been smashed with a glass, couldn't let out no matter how big the fire was.

He hurriedly lowered his head and bowed, and went over to pat him the non-existent ash on his trouser legs: "Young Master Chu, I'm sorry, I drank too much, I didn't see it just now, didn't I kick you?"

"Didn't get kicked?"

Chu Yihan's eyes were gloomy, and he pushed him away at once: "This young master is sitting here drinking and drinking, you kicked over, how dare you say that you didn't kick? Are you dead? Even this feeling is not enough. No."

He Bin was scolded at a loss.

It was obvious that he stumbled on his leg just now.

However, none of this matters.

It's still important to quickly coax this very untroubled Buddha in front of you.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Chu, then I'll give you a rub."

Chu Yihan kicked him away with one kick, like a wolf, staring at him with disgust: "Go away, can you touch this young master's leg too?"

He Bin suddenly woke up from the wine.

He was groaning in his heart, did he offend this master when?

"Young Master Chu, I really didn't see it. Otherwise, Young Master Chu's expenses tonight will be counted as mine, and I will apologize to you, how about that?"

Chu Yihan squinted at him: "I have a lot of expenses tonight, are you sure?"

"Sure, sure." At this time, He Bin just wanted to coax him quickly.

If he provokes him, he will be cut by his father when he goes back.