"Did you open this Paramount? Or did you organize this dinner party, and you booked the venue?"

"But I think you can't afford such a high-end venue, and you don't have the contacts and energy to organize such a banquet!"

"Everyone is a guest. When you come here, you can eat if you want to eat, and get out if you don't eat! How do you care about me? Are you full?"

"You..." Wang Shaodong was so angry that Ye Hao was almost speechless.

In short, he has been very unlucky these two days, he lost face with Ye Hao, and he lost his wife because of the incident in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, he blamed all these things on Ye Hao.

At this moment, Wang Shaodong gritted his teeth and said: "Listen well, this party is organized by Ms. Wang Lingyue, I am his cousin, of course I am qualified to help her identify if some bumpkins with ulterior motives come to her party! "

"I want to know now, who invited you here!"

"Don't call yourself Miss Lingyue! Because the two of you are not from the same world at all!"

"How can a country bumpkin get an invitation from the princess!?"

Ye Hao had a playful look on his face: "Sorry, I don't want to tell you!"

"It's still the same sentence, some things, you are not worthy to ask, and you are not qualified to manage!"

After speaking, Ye Hao turned around and walked away.

"you......"

Wang Shaodong was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched, wishing he could hit Ye Hao directly.

However, he considered himself a civilized person, and after gritting his teeth for a moment, he turned around and drove to find someone.

If he wanted to step on people, he would definitely step on them to death. It was impossible to step on half of them.

Ye Hao didn't care about Wang Shaodong, but continued to look for something to eat with the plate.

Although this is a place for gatherings, there are very few people like this, so many people have noticed Ye Hao.

Soon, almost everyone in the audience stared at Ye Hao and whispered.

There are also a few women who looked at Ye Hao with aloof eyes, full of disdain.

Eating and drinking in a high-end place like Paramount is a disgraceful behavior in the eyes of these ladies and ladies.

Where did this guy come from?

Is the starving ghost reincarnated?

Not long after, I saw a middle-aged man walking over in a suit. He looked gentle, but there was a fierce look in his eyes.

Such a person obviously has been in the Tao and has just been cleansed.

Then there was a work card on his chest, with the words Fang Zhihao, the hall manager, written on it.

Fang Zhihao strode straight up to Ye Hao, slapped the plate in his hand on the dining table, and said coldly, "Sir, where is your post? Or can you tell me , who brought you in?"

"What? Do you need an invitation to attend a dinner party?"

"Does someone still have to bring it in?" JrNovels.com