Supreme Stock God

Dong Qishan took Yang Jiabao to Zhou Hao's side, and everyone gave him way. I saw a smug smile on Dong Qishan's face, especially when he saw Zhou Hao's gloomy face, he felt even more happy.

In fact, it was because a friend of Dong Qishan met Zhou Hao here. He knew about the feast between Dong Qishan and Zhou Hao, so he immediately notified Dong Qishan. Dong Qishan originally didn't plan to come to this blind date meeting, but as soon as he heard Zhou Hao was here, he immediately called Yang Jiabao to rush over, so that Zhou Hao could see that his woman is now Has become his own.

"Oh, Zhou Hao, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why did you come to Beijing without telling your brother, so that your brothers can gather together with you." Dong Qishan took Yang Jiabao to Zhou Hao, his face was very enthusiastic. Smile.

The people around heard Dong Qishan calling Zhou Hao a brother, and they really thought he had a good friendship with Zhou Hao, and they also looked up to Zhou Hao a bit. Zhou Hao rarely attends such banquets with Zhao Yuqin, so although many of these people have received gossip that Zhao Rixin, who is a member of the Politburo Standing Committee, has taken a son, they have never actually met, so they now see Zhou. Hao, don't know his relationship with the Zhao family. Even Han Xixiang didn't know that the beautiful woman with Zhou Hao the other day was Zhao Yuqin.

If you know the relationship between Zhou Hao and Zhao's family, these people here are afraid that they will rush to please Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao turned a deaf ear to Dong Qishan's words, just staring at Yang Jiabao beside Dong Qishan.

And Yang Jiabao was also facing Zhou Hao's gaze last year, his expression was very stubborn, as if he was going to confront Zhou Hao.

Seeing Zhou Hao staring at Yang Jiabao next to him, Dong Qishan felt even more happy. Deliberately smiled and said to Zhou Hao: "Zhou Hao, I will introduce you to this. This is Yang Jiabao, Miss Yang, the girlfriend I just had. Hehe, you have to call her sister-in-law. Oh, oh, look. My memory. I forget that you and Jiabao have known each other a long time ago, and Jiabao is still your ex-girlfriend." In the last sentence, he deliberately increased his voice so that everyone present could hear it.

As soon as Dong Qishan said this, the people around him changed their faces slightly and looked at Zhou Hao who was still sitting on the sofa with very strange eyes. Even Han Xixiang looked at Zhou Hao dumbfounded.

They only now know that Dong Qishan and Zhou Hao are not close friends at all, and that the two of them are enemies with deep resentment. Now they finally understand that Dong Qishan probably deliberately pursued Yang Jiabao's girlfriend. However, they saw that Yang Jiabao was so beautiful that all the girls present were overshadowed by it, and it was no wonder that Zhou Hao and Dong Qishan would be evil for her.

And Han Xixiang also understood why Zhou Hao had such a reaction just now, it turned out to be such a thing. In fact, in the minds of many men, the hatred of seizing a wife is far greater than the hatred of killing the father, and the hatred of seizing a wife is often the most unbearable for men. At the beginning, Wu Sangui's father was arrested by the clan king Li Zicheng, but he didn't panic, but when he heard that Chen Yuanyuan was also arrested by Li Zicheng, he became annoyed as a confidante, and he did not hesitate to introduce the Qing soldiers into the pass, ruining the great status of the Han people.

Therefore, in Han Xixiang's opinion, the hatred between Zhou Hao and Dong Qishan is a big deal.

I saw Zhou Hao sitting on the sofa, watching Yang Jiabao deeply, before slowly asking, "Are you really his girlfriend?"

Yang Jiabao snorted, "So what? I said, Zhou Hao is not the only man in this world. If you can provoke other women, why can't I make other boyfriends." She looked Dong Qishan by his side glanced at Zhou Hao and smiled at Zhou Hao: "Qishan is very good to me, much better than you, at least he won't hide from me to hook up with other women."

"Yes, yes." Dong Qishan squinted and laughed, "Zhou Hao, don't blame me for telling you, you don't cherish a good girl like Jiabao, alas, what should you tell me to say about you."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" Zhou Hao suddenly glared at Dong Qishan.

Dong Qishan, who was always happy and overwhelmed, suddenly saw Zhou Hao's eyes, his face turned white, and he took a step back subconsciously. Because even him, an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts, could truly feel Zhou Hao's killing intent.

The people around also felt that the air here seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and Yang Jiabao saw that Dong Qishan was under Zhou Hao's momentum, and he didn't even dare to say a word. The wimpy appearance made her feel unbearable Yelled, "Useless guy!"

Zhou Hao still looked at Dong Qishan, as if there were only two of them left in the whole world.

He only heard his face calmly saying: "So, you are going to break up with me completely?"

Seeing Zhou Hao's calm and almost cold face, Yang Jiabao's heart trembled fiercely, but the sorrow and anger couldn't be suppressed when he thought of his closeness with Zhao Yuqin without telling him. She gritted her teeth, looked at Zhou Hao and said, "Yes, the relationship between you and me is over."

Zhou Hao closed his eyes and took a long breath, then looked at Yang Jiabao, "Well, I wish you a happy life." He ignored Dong Qishan and walked straight to the exit over there.

Perhaps it was because Zhou Hao felt the anger on his body, those men and women gave way to Zhou Hao one after another.

"Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao!" Han Xixiang called to Zhou Hao, but Zhou Hao did not look back.

Yang Jiabao didn't look back at Zhou Hao either, but there were already tears on his face, glowing in the light.

Han Xixiang glanced at Zhou Hao's back, then looked at Yang Jiabao, sighed in irritation, and hurriedly ran after him.

Zhou Hao walked directly out of the Chang'an Club, and Han Xixiang quickly chased it out. When he rushed to Zhou Hao's side, Han Xixiang was already out of breath.

"Old Han, I'm sorry, it disappointed you." Zhou Hao stopped and said to Han Xixiang, who was bent over and gasped.

Han Xixiang straightened up and held down Zhou Hao’s shoulders, “Brother Zhou, saying these things means that you don’t consider me a friend. It’s just that I didn’t expect that this would happen to me.” He glanced at Zhou Hao, “Brother Zhou, Don't blame me for talking too much, Miss Yang, I'm afraid it's not unkind to you. When you left just now, I saw her crying."

After hearing Han Xixiang's words, Zhou Hao didn't speak, but silently looked at the crescent crescent in the night sky.

Han Xixiang also understands that no one can intervene in this emotional matter, and the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell. So he could only shook his head and sighed for Zhou Hao and Yang Jiabao secretly. Just now I heard what Yang Jiabao said, Zhou Hao had told her that there was another woman, and that woman should be Zhao Yuqin. Thinking of this, Han Xixiang couldn't help but envy Zhou Hao's beauty. Because Zhao Yuqin is an alluring beauty in her own right, and Yang Jiabao is a rare beauty even though she is not as good as that.

These two women, any man would be ecstatic to get one of them.

Han Xixiang's driver drove over in that Mercedes-Benz, and Zhou Hao said to Han Xixiang: "Old Han, you should go back first. I want to be alone."

Knowing that Zhou Hao was in a bad mood, Han Xixiang didn't say anything, just said: "Okay, then I'll go first. If you have any problems, just ask me."

"Yeah." Zhou Hao nodded, and Han Xixiang left.

Zhou Hao turned and crossed Chang'an Avenue and came to a small park nearby. The night sky was cloudy with the moon, and the trees in the small park swayed under the night wind more than "rustling", and the street lamps on the side of the trail were like Meng Song's sleepy eyes, emitting dim lights. Zhou Hao walked slowly down the path, thinking of Yang Jiabao's voice and smile, and thinking of Dong Qishan's proud face, only feeling upset in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhou Hao saw an old man sitting in the pavilion ahead. The old man appeared to be more than seventy years old, wearing a white Tang suit, sitting in the pavilion drinking alone to the moon.

Seeing Zhou Hao, the old man laughed loudly: "Little brother, are you interested in having a drink with the old man?"

"Okay." Zhou Hao responded and walked over.

The old man held a wine gourd in his hand, and when Zhou Hao came to the pavilion, he reached out and handed the wine gourd to Zhou Hao.

"Thanks, old man." Zhou Hao took the wine gourd, raised his neck and took a big mouthful of "grumbling". I felt a clear and sweet liquid pouring into his throat, and suddenly turned into a flame, burning straight from the esophagus, as if to scorch his intestines and stomach.

Zhou Hao took a long sigh, looked at the wine gourd in his hand, and couldn't help saying: "Good wine!" He is not a person who knows wine, but he also knows that this mellow wine is different from any wine he has ever drunk.

"Hehe, this is the Moutai that I finally got. It was discovered in an ancient tomb, I am afraid it is hundreds of years old." The old man smiled slightly.

Zhou Hao was surprised. If the hundreds of years of Moutai were sold at auction, it would probably sell for tens of millions. The big mouthful he had just now was worth hundreds of thousands.

"Too extravagant!" Zhou Hao sighed inwardly.

"Old man, it turns out that this wine is so precious, but the cow drink I was just now is a violent thing." Zhou Hao said.

The old man waved his hand, "It's okay, my old man has always had a habit of always inviting him to drink before getting involved with someone, which is regarded as a kind of respect for his opponent."

Zhou Hao was taken aback for a moment, "A trick?"

"You're Zhou Hao, right?" The old man suddenly smiled, and a pair of originally squinted eyes suddenly shot out a refined and terrifying light!

Seeing this look, Zhou Hao's heart immediately tightened. He knew that he had met a real master.