Chapter: 2692

The two young men in suits and leather shoes bowed their heads and said respectfully.

Although I was a little bit dissatisfied, there was nothing I could do. After all, this was personally appointed by the Gu family. Since they ate the Gu family's food, they should naturally support the Gu family's order.

The two kept holding their fists together to maintain this posture, but Ming Lang didn't make a sound, just quietly waiting for his daughter to finish eating the noodles before getting up.

"Master Ming, should we go back to Zuixian Restaurant now?!"

One of the young men asked in a low voice.

The Zuixian Restaurant was Jinshi Min's headquarters before his death, and he basically stayed there all day, and many orders were issued from here.

Ming Lang nodded slightly: "Let's go!"

What he thought was to put his daughter there to settle down first, and then turn around and hand it to the boss, but the boss didn't dare to accept anything.

Because he can recognize the license plate of the Maybach, which belongs to the high-level leaders of Huangpu District, and at the beginning, the owner of the shop disliked Ming Lang because he was dressed too shabby and looked like a migrant worker.

He was not even allowed to go inside to eat, and could only sit and eat noodles in the corner outside the door. Who knew that he was a big shot, and if he was investigated after this, would he still want to open this noodle restaurant? !


"Don't dare, it's just two bowls of noodles, it's trivial, just come and take care of my business often!"

The store owner quickly waved his hands and said softly.

Of course Minglang knew what he was worrying about, so he put down fifty yuan on the table: "Take it, I don't have the habit of freeloading!"

After finishing speaking, he took his daughter's chubby little hand and walked into the car. Looking at this luxurious car, he felt a burst of joy in the car.

The two people driving in front flattered Minglang on the surface, but in their hearts they were actually spurning, thinking that this is a country bumpkin, bumpkin, who came to this big city from the mountains, can he be expected to manage Huangpu District well? !

And shamelessly insisting on calling them Master Ming, this really has a bigger face than a butt!

However, the two of them didn't dare to say it, they just hid their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

All the way to the Zuixian restaurant, there was a big battle before, and there were a few casualties, but now it is still full of people, and there are many people coming and going.

But as soon as Minglang reached the door, he was stopped by someone, saying that he couldn't enter because of his disheveled clothes.

In fact, he has already changed into a normal suit, which is much more formal than what he wore on the construction site before, but his clothes are all street stalls, and it can be seen at a glance that they are worthless.

Zuixian Restaurant is a place where the top clubhouse and restaurant are integrated by the Huangpu River, so it naturally has a certain threshold.

The young man in a suit and leather shoes following behind Ming Lang scolded angrily: "It's not big or small, this is Master Ming, and he will be the master of this place from now on!"

"Correct me, it's not the master! The master of Huangpu District will always be the Gu family! I'm just a part-time worker!"

Ming Lang immediately corrected these people's thoughts and said in a deep voice: "I'm not Jin Shimin, so don't use his tricks on me!"

"yes��!"

Walking inside, Ming Lang will find a room to rest, put on her favorite TV, and let people watch her, basically he has to go to work.

As soon as I arrived downstairs, a lobby manager hurried over here.

"Master Ming, you have just arrived in Shanghai, take a break, we have arranged for you a first-class service! If you have something to do, rest first, and it's not too late to do it after a good night's sleep!"

The lobby manager smiled lightly.

Following the gaze of the lobby manager, there are six or seven beautiful beauties standing in the corridor, each with their skirts as short as they can be said to reach the thighs, all of them are young and beautiful, and they are all in hibiscus white. Like water! JrNovels.com