Chapter 64 [015] Meet Huo Wenhua Again (1)

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Yang Zimei found her own double fish plate showcase.

In front of the showcase, stood a man in a gray-black suit, accompanied by a young lady in an elegant dress, probably a secretary or something, holding a notebook to record what the man said.

Yang Zimei felt that this man was a little familiar, but upon closer inspection, it was actually Huo Wenhua, a Hong Kong businessman who made her the first pot of gold that day.

Ten years later, he still hasn't gotten old at all. Instead, he has the high-spiritedness of a successful man. However, there are faint red lines on the tip of his brow.

"Lingling, do you know who is who?" Yang Jianming's voice rang again.

"I don't know, it looks like it's very rich."

"He is the organizer of this antique auction, Huo Wenhua, the richest man in Hong Kong. I visited him yesterday with my dad." Yang Jianming's voice was complacent.

"It's amazing, you even know the rich."

"That's natural, what kind of character am I?" Yang Jianming walked up to Yang Zimei deliberately, and said proudly, "There are almost no people here that I don't know. If I hadn't brought you here, you wouldn't have had a chance to see what high society is."

Hearing what he said, Yang Zimei felt like he was going to vomit.

"Come here, I'll take you to meet Huo Fuhao." Yang Jianming walked to Huo Wenhua with Lingling in his arms, and called out very familiarly, "Mr. Huo, hello."

Huo Wenhua raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to look at the Pisces plate.

Seeing people completely ignoring him, Yang Jianming couldn't hold his face anymore, and said loudly to Huo Wenhua, "Mr. Huo, don't you recognize me? I'm the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee."

"Yes, but please don't disturb me." Huo Wenhua said lightly.

Yang Jianming looked embarrassed. He looked up and saw the sarcasm on Yang Zimei's lips. He was even more embarrassed. He gave Huo Wenhua a vicious look, but he didn't dare to attack, because he was not someone he could offend face-to-face. The woman stood awkwardly to another showcase.

"Mr. Huo-"

Yang Zimei walked to Huo Wenhua and greeted him with a light smile.

Being disturbed again, Huo Wenhua looked a little displeased at this very classical-looking girl who was only about fifteen years old. When he saw her big smart eyes and a little cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, he His eyes lit up with joy.

He was very impressed by the little girl who knew how to search for dragons, explore caves and see feng shui. Moreover, since his father was buried, his business has begun to take off, and everything has been smooth. He has become the largest real estate developer in Hong Kong. Come on, he started to dabble in antiques and jade, and he was lucky enough to make a lot of money, and quickly climbed to the top ten of the Forbes rich list, just as she said that day.

He once asked several famous feng shui masters to help him survey the tomb, and all of them said that it was an auspicious point, prosperous for money and business.

"Little sister Yang Zimei?" Huo Wenhua asked tentatively.

Yang Zimei laughed, "Yes, Mr. Huo really has a good memory, no wonder the business is growing."

"All of this is thanks to you." Huo Wenhua said gratefully, "I didn't expect that today we are so lucky to meet again. Huo is really happy."

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