Six Hundred and Twenty-Two. Mr. Wan Is Here

"Doing things? I'm going to do things, not us..." Yang Ming shook his head.

"It's okay, Master, don't you have an errand boy to do your work? I'll run errands for you!" Now old Buffon's idea is to let Yang Ming finish the work quickly, and then officially accept him as his apprentice.

"That's up to you!" Yang Ming said helplessly, but he was secretly happy in his heart. With this guy by his side, the bus factory's problem would no longer be a problem.

Seeing that Yang Ming agreed, Buffon immediately followed him. As if afraid that Yang Ming would run away. Although Yang Ming had promised him to accept him as his apprentice, this was just a verbal promise. After all, he had not yet officially become a disciple of Zhuxiangtang. Moreover, Yang Ming also said that he wanted to examine him, so old Buffon was still a little worried. .

Although martial arts people stick to their word and value integrity above all else, Yang Ming hasn't officially accepted him yet, hasn't he? Naturally, old Buffon did not dare to be careless.

"Master, where are you going now?" Old Buffon asked.

"I'm going to have some food with my dad and one of his friends. You come with me!" Yang Ming said.

"Okay! I'll go see the master!" Old Buffon didn't know what politeness was, so he agreed directly.

Yang Ming originally planned to ask Buffon to go with him, so he didn't say anything more and took him to the private room upstairs. Although old Buffon's face was covered with bruises, he didn't feel anything wrong when he entered the private room. Yang Dahai was very surprised when he saw old Buffon: "Da Ming, this is..."

If it were normal times, Yang Dahai wouldn't be so strange, but the current situation is different. The old Buffon's face is full of injuries. He looks like a down-and-out vagabond, no wonder others find him strange.

"Dad, this is mine...how should I put it..." Yang Ming was a little confused about how to introduce him: "Calm him as a friend of mine!"

"Master..." Old Buffon was about to speak, but when he saw that Yang Ming was already glaring at him, he quickly changed his words: "That... that..."

Old Buffon is really in a bit of a dilemma! He calls Yang Ming Mr. Yang, so he can’t call Yang Dahai Mr. Yang! It stands to reason that in terms of seniority, Yang Dahai is a grandfather, but he is already so old. If you call him grandpa, that's not the case!

Although the old Buffon is familiar with China, he is also stumped at this moment and doesn't know what to say.

"Call me dad, Lao Yang." Yang Ming ordered.

"Old Yang..." Old Buffon smiled quickly and shook hands with Yang Dahai: "Just call me Old Buffon..."

"Oh, Hello.

"Yang Dahai didn't know what this guy did. But he shook hands with him out of politeness.

Old Buffon turned to look at Feng Wanjiang again. Feng Wanjiang didn't know how old Buffon came out. So he shook hands with him politely.

"Old Buffon, call the chairman of the car company that came with you and ask him to bring that Mr. Wan over." After Old Buffon sat down, Yang Ming said casually to Old Buffon.

"Okay, good place." Old Buffon nodded and agreed without thinking. In his opinion. As long as he can do whatever the master tells him to do. That must be done. Even if it cannot be done, we must find a way to do it.

Yang Ming's words surprised both Yang Dahai and Feng Wanjiang, and they all looked at Yang Ming questioningly.

Buffon didn't say much, just took out his phone and called. Then he said in Italian with a commanding tone: "Frank. Now take your chairman Wandi from China and come to Nighttime immediately. Private room No. 601."

I don’t know what Frank said over there, but old Buffon hung up the phone and said to Yang Ming: "Mr. Yang, they will be here soon."

"Dad, Uncle Feng, let me introduce you to him. This is old Buffon, the actual shareholder of the Europass Automobile Group. Our S Grande Pass Group here is his subsidiary here," Yang Ming said.

"Ah!" Feng Wanjiang was startled, stood up quickly, and said respectfully: "Mr. Buffon... welcome..."

"Uncle Feng, you don't have to be so polite to him. If you have any requests, you can make them immediately." Yang Ming said lightly.

"Yes, yes, with my relationship with Mr. Yang, if you have anything to say, I will definitely do it!" Old Buffon also said quickly: "We are all our own people!"

After listening to what Old Buffon said, Feng Wanjiang began to have some doubts. Right? Could this guy be a liar? The controlling shareholder of Lutong Automobile Group is so noble! The boss of a subsidiary here, Mr. Wan, is arrogant enough. How could this person, who has a higher status than the boss of the head office, be so easy-going?

This is not the key. What makes Feng Wanjiang suspicious the most is that this old Buffon's face is covered with injuries. How come he can't tell that he is a big shot? So, Feng Wanjiang whispered to Yang Dahai: "Old Yang, why do I think this is so unreliable? This old Buffon...could he be a liar? Yang Ming is young, could he have been deceived? ?”

When old Buffon said this, Yang Dahai also began to have some doubts. He nodded and said: "I think it's a bit strange. This old Buffon still speaks Chinese... No, I have to ask Daming!"

"You have to ask about this, or you will be deceived." Feng Wanjiang ordered.

Yang Dahai stood up, then waved to Yang Ming and said, "Da Ming, come out with me. I have something to tell you!"

"Oh?" Yang Ming stood up strangely, then followed Yang Dahai out of the private room and asked, "Dad, what do you want to say? Why don't you say it in the room?"

"Da Ming, how do you know this old Buffon?" Yang Dahai asked very seriously.

"Dad...are you doubting his identity?" Yang Ming was stunned and thought of his father's worries.

"Yes... Daming, this old Buffon looks suspicious," Yang Dahai said: "Director Feng also said that this old Buffon doesn't look like a rich man..."

"Dad, you see that he is quite down and out, but he is also quite easy-going. He is nothing like that arrogant Mr. Wan, right?" Yang Ming said with a smile.

"That's right..." Yang Dahai nodded.

"Dad, let me tell you the truth. In fact, old Buffon was just kidnapped by two gangsters. In the private room downstairs, Hou Zhenhan and I rescued him, so he is extremely grateful to me. , it’s normal for him to be easy-going with you, and it’s normal for him to be injured when he just escaped from the devil’s cave!” Yang Ming explained with a smile.

"So that's it!" Yang Dahai nodded and said, "If that's the case, then I'm relieved. By the way, where are the two gangsters?"

"He was sent to the police station by Hou Zhenhan." Yang Ming said, "Dad, you will understand everything when Mr. Wan and the others arrive later."

As he was talking, he saw a bruised and swollen Mr. Wan and a foreigner walking quickly towards this side. When Mr. Wan saw Yang Ming, he immediately became furious, pointed at Yang Ming and said: "Good boy, so you are here! Okay, you have the guts, don't leave, the person I am looking for will be here soon, I won't kill you!" "The foreigner's face darkened, and he yelled at Mr. Wan. Mr. Wan immediately became honest, returned to the foreigner with a flattering look on his face, and said a few words in a low voice.

The foreigner snorted coldly and walked towards private room 601. Mr. Wan glared at Yang Ming fiercely.

Yang Ming didn't care at all. Even Yang Dahai felt that Mr. Wan was not as high-minded as before! He now also believes in the identity of old Buffon, because that Frank and Mr. Wan have indeed arrived here!

As soon as Mr. Wan and the others entered the private room, Yang Ming and Yang Dahai followed them in. Mr. Wan is getting impatient now. Are you two not done yet? However, in order to show how prestigious and powerful he was in China in front of his boss, Mr. Wan still scolded him sternly: "You two guys, get out of here..."

However, halfway through saying this, he felt something was wrong! Because, sitting next to old Buffon was actually the director of the bus factory just now!

When he turned around, he saw old Buffon standing up enthusiastically and giving up his seat to Yang Ming. President Wan's head immediately buzzed. What's going on? What the hell is going on?

Could it be that he drank too much and was dazzled? However, when I rubbed my eyes, I found that this was indeed the case! This guy named Old Buffon was actually very respectful to Yang Ming!

"Mr. Buffon, please call me here. Do you have any orders?" In the eyes of Mr. Wan, Frank is already a superior being, and this being is so respectful to old Buffon. Then old Buffon is very respectful to this man named Yang Ming. of……