Rebirth: Back to 1991 as the richest man

Huang Ziyuan didn't pay attention to it and took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat. The family of three was already in the car, but Han Xinyuan remained unmoved.

"Han Xinyuan, what are you doing? Leave quickly!" Huang Nuandong had a dark face. He had never hated a person so much.

"Oh, okay, come on, hey hey hey..."

The scholar's character had just come to his senses, and that smiling face could already be described as vulgar.

Soon, the Mercedes-Benz drove out of the yard, and Han Xinyuan clenched the steering wheel with both hands. He was already sweating profusely, his entire shirt was soaked, and his nerves were tense.

After making a joke, Secretary Huang sat in the passenger seat. It turned out that he was not even qualified to meet him.

"Dad, are you serious? It takes so long to make a phone call? It must have left a bad impression." Huang Nuandong frowned and continued to complain.

"things related to work."

Huang Ziyuan said kindly, letting his daughter lose her temper.

At this time, Han Xinyuan glanced at Huang Nuandong's angry face in the rearview mirror of the car and wondered why it looked so good. This Minyang had good taste.

"Secretary Zhou, is the temperature in the car suitable?"

When he found a gap, Han Xinyuan asked carefully, he had to find a chance to talk, but when Huang Nuandong and Ni Qi got in the car, he ignored them.

"Okay, thank you for making a special trip. I see you are quite unfamiliar. Which department are you in Chengde?"

Huang Ziyuan asked smoothly.

Han Xinyuan swallowed so hard that there was even a bulge in his throat. Showing his face in front of the secretary was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Leader, my name is Han Xinyuan, you can just call me Xiao Han. I am the general manager of Chengde Real Estate."

Han Xinyuan introduced in a deep voice. Only then did he realize why Li Minyang asked someone at the vice director level to pick up Nuan Dong's family, because only at this level could he talk to the secretary.

Good sense, no, I said it wrong, Minyang, you can arrange it well!

At this time, at the red light, Han Xinyu stopped the car slowly.

"Xiao Han, do you have a cigarette?"

Secretary Huang asked, in this era, people are usually very addicted to cigarettes.

"Yes... yes."

Han Xinyuan really nodded bravely. You are a deputy director-level person. You can pick up and drop off such an important person. You can't be in trouble. You don't even have a cigarette, right?

But what the hell did you prepare? Red plums cost four or five cents, not even one dollar.

"Leader, it's just that... I really like smoking red plums. I have never switched to other brands. I was confused and ended up only preparing red plums. Can you get used to it?"

Han Xinyuan asked tremblingly, taking out several packages of red plums from his pocket.

"This is a good cigarette. I haven't smoked it for a few years and I still miss it. I can get used to it. It's not that particular." Huang Ziyuan didn't have any airs. He took the cigarette with a smile and regarded Han Xinyuan as one of his own.

But this gave Huang Nuandong a clue. This person must have meant it. He originally looked down on me, but later he found out that it was Secretary Huang.

Haha, snobbery... Huang Nuandong's eyes exuded a cold air. He hated people like Han Xinyuan the most, and it was people like Sun Xuwei and Fang Mingjia who really hated him.

Han Xinyuan took a look and saw that Secretary Huang had already lit up the red plums, and immediately made up his mind. As long as I smoke only red plums in front of Huang Nuandong in this life, I can't reveal the truth.

"Xiao Han, how far has Nancheng Real Estate progressed? What difficulties have you encountered at work?"

Then Huang Ziyuan slowly started chatting again.

These words made Han Xinyuan excited. The secretary obviously wanted to call him to show that he was satisfied with his performance. He must cherish this opportunity, speak beautifully and show his professionalism.

It's time to take off.

"Secretary Huang, in the current project..."

"Dad, please stop talking to him, this man has evil intentions!" Huang Nuandong was furious and interrupted Han Xinyuan coldly.

Wuwuwu... Han Xinyuan groaned from his Adam's apple, showing an expression that looked uglier than crying, and looked back at Huang Nuandong pitifully.

The daughter's sharp words immediately alerted the parents, especially Secretary Huang, who looked at Han Xinyuan with a hint of suspicion.

"Old Huang, when you didn't go downstairs just now, this little Han wasn't so enthusiastic. He didn't talk much."

Ni Qing made up for it.

Hiss... Han Xinyuan took a breath of cold air. It was no exaggeration to say that goosebumps appeared on his arms and it became difficult to breathe.

"Hmph, what does this mean? This person has been speaking ill of me in private, telling Minyang not to be nice to me. What is this person doing?"

Huang Nuandong puffed out his cheeks and said fiercely.

"And this thing!?"

Ni Qing's tone suddenly rose.

"Old Huang, what do you think? This kind of person can pretend, right?" Ni Qing then hinted at Huang Ziyuan.

Although Huang Ziyuan didn't say anything, he put out the cigarette in his hand. This small gesture said everything.

It's over, it's over, I'm sentenced to death. Will the grandchildren Sun Xuwei and Fang Mingjia join forces to deal with me, an outsider? Can Chengde Real Estate still hold its top position?

After offending Secretary Huang, can Fuhai still survive?

After that, the car fell into a deathly silence. Secretary Huang stopped asking questions and didn't even look at Han Xinyuan.

At about half past twelve, Han Xinyuan drove to the restaurant in Nancheng. He hurriedly got out of the car and was about to open the door for the secretary and others when his legs suddenly felt like lead and he froze.

Guess what he saw?

Fang Mingjia, Liu Juying, including Da Lian, had been waiting at the door of the hotel for a long time, helping to open the car door for the secretary.

"Secretary Huang, follow me and be careful of the steps." Fang Mingjia nodded and bent down, approaching Huang Ziyuan.

"Nuan Dong, is it hot or not? I asked the restaurant staff to ice the soda for you." Liu Juying took Huang Nuandong's hand and looked very warm-hearted.

"Auntie, we're on the second floor. Are you tired of wearing high heels? Why don't I find you a pair of slippers?" Big Face led Ni Qing up the steps.

Aren't all of these people very busy, especially the franchise department? Li Minyang just issued a new task yesterday, how could he find time? Han Xinyuan's mentality completely collapsed.

Have you become a person who can't get into trouble?

"well?"

A moment later, Xianlian ran out of the restaurant again and waved to Han Xinyuan, who was still stunned in the sun.

"Hurry up and drive to buy a pair of slippers. Let me take them in when you're done." Lianlian urged.

"I'll send it to your mother!"

Han Xinyuan's humiliation broke out at this moment, and he rushed over and pinched Xue Pengpeng's neck, looking ferocious and terrifying.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough... you're fucking crazy!" Xue Pengpeng hurriedly grabbed Han Xinyuan's arm, and his big face was already red from holding back.

"I'm just crazy! Ooooh...fuck you!"

Han Xinyuan, a big shot man, actually had a crying voice and was driven crazy by these people in the business department.

"Secretary Huang really didn't take my cigarette last time I smoked. That's nonsense!" Xue Pengpeng explained laboriously.

"Where is your mother? I'm going to die..."

Han Xinyuan was hysterical and finally sat on the ground. A deputy director didn't even care about his image. Think about how desperate he was.