billionaire heir

Chapter 8 I Let You Gossip!

Just as Zhou Haoxuan finished speaking, a fat middle-aged man walked over with Zhou Yan, he laughed and said, "Young Master Zhou...Mr. Zhou, the contract is ready, you just need to sign it."

This middle-aged man is Yang Zhipeng, the boss of Provence. When he saw Zhou Haoxuan's street stall, he was really "amazed".

Fortunately, Zhou Yan told him that her young master was relatively low-key, so he was not frightened by Zhou Haoxuan.

Now he finally believed in one thing, the richer the people, the lower-key they were, and the less particular about their clothes.

There is no way, the life of the rich is so unpretentious and boring.

Zhou Haoxuan signed the contract without even reading it. He was relieved that Yanzi was there.

Yang Zhipeng didn't expect Zhou Haoxuan to trust Zhou Yan so much, and he didn't even read the contract, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

It seems that the relationship between this young master and Zhou Yan... Ahem, can't be said, can't be said.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou, then I won't disturb Mr. Zhou's meal, you take it easy." Yang Zhipeng left, and Zhou Haoxuan handed over the contract to Zhou Yan: "Swallow, Xiao Bin is in the car, you take him to dinner. Eat Call me after dinner, and I'll take him home. By the way, he can't eat things that get angry, and his throat is prone to inflammation."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." Zhou Yan also left, and Zhou Haoxuan raised his glass and smiled slightly at Xu Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, thank you for not looking down on me like everyone else, I respect you with this glass of wine."

"Oh." Xu Xiaoqing mechanically raised her wine glass and had a drink with Zhou Haoxuan.

Although the meal was very luxurious, she was under duress the whole time, and didn't know what the taste of these things was, because she had been thinking about a question: Who is Zhou Haoxuan this week?

She always thought that she knew Zhou Haoxuan very well, and that the burden of the family was heavy, so he worked very hard, and he counted pennies and pennies, in order to bear the burden of the family.

But today, this meal cost nearly 11 yuan, and it was just to treat a female colleague to dinner. This has already overturned all Xu Xiaoqing's perception of Zhou Haoxuan.

Why should such a rich man earn an annual salary that is not enough for a meal in an advertising company?
Zhou Haoxuan didn't say anything to Xu Xiaoqing, and he didn't tell Xu Xiaoqing not to talk nonsense. Anyway, no matter what Xu Xiaoqing and Liu Gang said, no one would believe it.

In the eyes of all colleagues, he is still the same Zhou Haoxuan who picked up the mineral water bottles, isn't he?

Returning to the car after dinner, Zhou Haoxuan saw Provence's transfer contract and was very satisfied: "Swallow, I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll transfer you 500 million now."

Xiao Bin was full and in good spirits, so Zhou Haoxuan could only continue to communicate with Zhou Yan in English.

Zhou Yan was taken aback: "Why 500 million?"

"The other 500 million you use to buy goods and find good employees, and manage it seriously." Zhou Haoxuan said, "From today onwards, I will earn [-] million US dollars a year, and I can't lose money on every investment, or I have to go back and see That disgusting face."

Knowing the conflict between the father and son, Zhou Yan was very helpless: "Good young master, leave it to me. You don't have a car, right? If you don't mind, I'll give you this car first..."

"No need." Zhou Haoxuan said, "I'm not suitable for driving a luxury car right now, take my time. My dad gave me 100 billion dollars not to let me live a good life, but to make me unable to pay back the interest. See my joke. Swallow, help me sort out a copy of the information about the entire Haigang city’s profitable industry and these companies, and send it to my email. 100 billion, I want to make it 1000 billion, and then throw the money to my dad face!"

Zhou Yan: "..."

On the way back, Zhou Haoxuan found that the owner group was full of discussions about his wife and himself getting into a luxury car, so he couldn't help sneering: "It's time to teach these gossip old aunts a lesson."

He brought a miniature notebook from Zhou Yan, typing on the keyboard with his fingers flying like flying.

In less than 3 minutes, the people in the owner group found themselves kicked out of the group one by one, and they were all forced to ask, "What's going on?"

"Group leader, why did you kick me?"

"I didn't, I even got kicked myself!"

"It's disgusting! Create a new group!" A group of owners built a new group, and then they planned to post Zhou Haoxuan and Han Zixi's "luxury car video" to continue researching and discussing the couple.

It's just that as soon as their video was posted in the group, the mobile phone suddenly became colorful, and made various panting sounds from time to time, and the volume of the mobile phone was at the highest volume, and they couldn't turn it off even if they wanted to.

"Grandma, whose voice is this?" A little boy asked his grandma, "Is it you calling?"

"No, don't listen, go back to my room, go back to my room!"

In another family, a young woman said to her husband: "Your mother is too embarrassing. She is so unruly at a young age. She wears headphones to watch this kind of film, and she plays it so loudly. She is so shameless!"

All the mobile phones with Zhou Haoxuan and Han Zixi's videos stored there were hit, without exception!

Zhou Haoxuan closed the notebook with a sneer on his face: "I'll tell you to gossip!"

(End of this chapter)