The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

The person in charge was a bald, fat, middle-aged man wearing a well-tailored black suit. He was talking to two men in their fifties with a flattering smile on his face.

Wang Nan recognized that the two old men were both well-known rich men in Hong Kong.

Wang Nan hesitated and stood aside for a while, waiting for them to finish talking, and then walked to the person in charge, Zhang Wen, suppressed his anger, and said hello in a polite tone,

"Manager Zhang!"

Zhang Wen turned around and saw Wang Nan, his eyes flashed, "Assistant Wang, haha... You are here too, why don't you take a seat?"

Wang Nan twitched his lips and said, "Manager Zhang, we agreed before that you would arrange our seats in the first three rows. Why are our seats now in the third row from the bottom?"

Facing Wang Nan's inquiry, Zhang Wen said with an apologetic look, "Assistant Wang, I'm really sorry. This matter...hey, it's all my fault. I didn't arrange it well."

"There are too many people coming to this award ceremony. Some people...well," Zhang Wenbie gave Wang Nan a meaningful look with a 'you know' expression, "Those people are too powerful and I can't afford to offend them." , I can only wrong you first."

Wang Nan laughed angrily at Zhang Wen's words, "Manager Zhang, you are afraid of offending them, but aren't you afraid of offending us?"

Zhang Wen saw the smile on Wang Nan's face disappear, his tone suddenly became serious, and his eyes became aggressive.

Zhang Wen stopped pretending. He laughed twice first, and then said in a slow and slightly contemptuous tone,

"Assistant Wang, no matter how powerful your boss Xia is, she can still show off her power in the mainland. This is not the mainland," Zhang Wen looked solemn and said coldly,

"This is Hong Kong!"

"This is not a place for you to run wild."

Wang Nan's face turned red with anger, "Manager Zhang, I think our request is not excessive."

Zhang Wen snorted softly, "The seats... I have arranged them. If you are not satisfied, you can leave."

After Zhang Wen finished speaking, he turned and left.

Wang Nan stamped his feet angrily, "You...?"

When Wang Nan went back, he saw Xia Meng, his eyes were slightly apologetic and self-disgusting, showing discomfort.

"Mr. Xia, I'm sorry. I didn't handle the matter well."

After listening to Wang Nan's conversation with Zhang Wen, Mr. Xia looked calm and showed no anger. On the contrary, the artists standing behind Xia Meng had grim expressions on their faces. They were obviously very dissatisfied with Manager Zhang.

Xia Meng nodded, "I understand. Go find Mr. Yuan Ying and tell him..." Xia Meng leaned into Wang Nan's ear and whispered a few words.

Wang Nan looked at Xia Meng in surprise, "This..." After meeting Xia Meng's affirmative eyes, he nodded slowly,

"it is good!"

Wang Nan turned around and left, and soon found his target in the middle of the first row.

Just as Wang Nan was about to approach him, a tall man in a black suit sitting next to him stood up and stopped Wang Nan.

The man's eyes were cold and sharp, like a knife, staring straight at Wang Nan.

At this moment, Wang Nan felt as if he was being targeted by something terrifying, and he instinctively felt fear.

Wang Nan's face turned pale unconsciously, but she tried to calm down.

The man's voice was deep, "Who are you?"

Wang Nan guessed that this man should be Mr. Yuan Ying's bodyguard, "Hello, I am..."

Wang Nan introduced his identity.

The man nodded to Wang Nan, then leaned into Yuan Ying's ear and said something. Yuan Ying glanced at Wang Nan, smiled at Wang Nan, and nodded.

The man stood up and nodded slightly to Wang Nan.

Wang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, then moved closer to Yuan Ying and whispered,

"Mr. Yuan, our company has invested in traditional Chinese medicine research projects..."

Yuan Ying's expression was indifferent, obviously not interested.

Wang Nan continued, "Recent research has yielded new results. A kind of 'Tian Shui' that can extend life, improve human immunity, repair damaged organs, nerves, and cells in the human body. Are you interested?"

Wang Nan knew that Yuan Ying would be very interested, because Yuan Ying's father Yuan Xiaoxian, currently the richest man in Hong Kong, was living in the hospital and his life was counting down.

Yuan Ying is known as a filial son.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Nan said this, Yuan Ying's expression changed. He frowned, stared at Wang Nan quietly, and then sneered,

"Are you kidding? How could there be such water in this world?"

What is the difference between this and those liars who claim to be a cure-all for all diseases?

Faced with Yuan Ying's doubts, Wang Nan actually didn't believe it in her heart, but she believed in Xia Meng.

Since Mr. Xia said there is, then there must be!

So, Wang Nan said firmly, "Mr. Yuan, our Mr. Xia will never lie! Let alone joke with others!"

Xia Meng has long been the richest man in the Mainland, but she is relatively low-key, and many people don't know it. However, the Yuan family has a close relationship with the Mainland, and the relationship network is relatively complicated. However, they have heard of Xia Meng, and they also know that Xia Meng's identity is not Simple.

Although Yuan Ying didn't believe Wang Nan's words, when he saw Wang Nan carrying out Xia Meng, Yuan Ying thought for a moment and stood up, and then said,

"Where is Mr. Xia? I want to see her!"

When Wang Nan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone became a little more relaxed.

"Okay, please come with me!"

At this time, Xia Meng and the others had not yet taken their seats. Seeing that the award ceremony was about to begin, Xia Meng and the others were standing in the back, sucking semen and being an eyesore.

As the person in charge, Zhang Wen immediately ran to Xia Meng and said, "Mr. Xia, the award ceremony is about to begin. Please take your seat quickly."

Xia Meng looked at Zhang Wen in front of him with cold eyes, "Shut up!"

"Hey, Mr. Xia, what are you talking about?" Zhang Wen was unhappy, "I know you are not satisfied with the seats I arranged. If you are not satisfied, you can leave. I am not holding you back. Go, go, go, go!"

Zhang Wen's tone was very harsh. As he spoke, he looked at Xia Meng with mocking and contemptuous eyes, without any intention of giving Xia Meng any face.

Xia Meng said nothing.

Zhang Wen thought Xia Meng was scared and sneered, "Mr. Xia, you won't leave even if I ask you to leave. What on earth do you want to do now?"

"You don't want to leave, do you?"

"Haha... Even if you are a rich man from the mainland, so what? This is Hong Kong!"

Xia Meng still didn't speak, and when Zhang Wen was about to taunt him again, a familiar bass voice suddenly came from behind him,

"Zhang Wen?"

Zhang Wen turned around and saw Yuan Ying.

Zhang Wen was stunned for a moment, then his straight back immediately bent down, and he approached Yuan Ying with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Mr. Yuan, do you want to see me if you have anything to do?"

"Oh, if you want to find me, just send someone to tell me. How dare I bother you to come to me in person!"

Yuan Ying looked at Zhang Wen's complimenting face, but his expression was indifferent. He didn't even give Zhang Wen an extra glance, but looked at Xia Meng.

"Mr. Xia, let's talk?"

Xia Meng nodded.