Just looking at his pomp, Ye Hao can understand why Zheng Man'er attaches so much importance to this meeting.

At the same time, Ye Hao also recognized the other party's identity.

One of the top ten top families in Daxia, Zhang Zhendong of the Zhang family in Luzhong.

"Dad, Miss Zheng is here!"

Seeing this middle-aged man, Zhang Xixue stepped forward and said in a low voice with a respectful face.

"She also brought a young man who is known as the number one Fengshui master in Jinling."

When Zhang Xixue said these words, there was obviously a bit of disdain in Zhang Xixue's words.

Apparently, Zhang Xixue looked down on someone who dared to call himself the number one Fengshui master in Jinling at a young age.

But she will not make decisions about such things without authorization, but will give Zhang Zhendong the right to choose.

From this point, it can be seen that Zhang Xixue is in awe of her father.

"Xiao Zheng, I really bothered."

"Our ten top families are in the same spirit, if you have anything to do, just come to me directly."

"You really don't have to be so polite."

Zhang Zhendong didn't seem to have the airs of a superior at all, he stood up, shook hands with Ye Hao and Zheng Man'er in person, with the attitude of a corporal.

Ye Hao came out quickly with a wisp of breath, using it to understand Zhang Zhendong's situation.

"Mr. Zhang is too polite."

Zheng Man'er smiled sweetly.

"You are not only the nobleman of our ninth branch, but also my elder. I should bring someone to show you."

"Hehe, Xiao Zheng is being polite. We are all ordinary people. You don't need to be so polite. Let's drink tea."

Zhang Zhendong's face is full of politeness, obviously he has long been immune to compliments from outsiders.

He sat down on his own, although he had the attitude of a courteous corporal, but the attitude of a superior for a long time made him forget to invite Zheng Man'er and Ye Hao to sit down together, let alone serve tea.

The most important thing is that he didn't do it on purpose, so it made him even more superior.

Zhang Xixue looked at this scene, a trace of teasing and sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

But she was looking at her nose and nose and heart, just standing in the middle of the field, as if she didn't hear or see it.

The atmosphere was extremely embarrassing at this moment. After Zheng Man'er raised her eyelids, she quickly took out the gift box she carried with her and placed it on the table respectfully.

"Mr. Zhang, this is a little thought, please accept it."

Ye Hao glanced at it. This should be a volume of Buddhist scriptures with a certain history, and it is well preserved. From this, it can be seen that Zheng Man'er really put his heart into it.

But the problem is, this thing has no meaning to Zhang Zhendong.

There are countless Buddhist scriptures, geomantic treasures, etc. in his home.

In the past few days since he came to Jinling, he has received more important gifts, and things like Zheng Maner's are really not in his eyes. JrNovels.com