Chapter 300

"You!"

Seeing Gao Mu leaning against the door, the manager's eyes were straight.

He waved to him to drive away, but he turned off the engine and got out of the car to see the play. Is this a fool who didn't understand what he meant?

Or did the little red man deliberately embarrass him?

"The motorcade is coming. Don't you go to meet it soon?"

Before the manager asked the security guard to deal with him, Gao Mu pointed at the manager's back and a motorcade was hurrying towards the hotel gate.

A team of six cars starts with a Mercedes Benz off-road car, and the back five are the latest top luxury cars of Mercedes Benz. The only difference is the third car

Mercedes Benz, like Gao Mu's, is also a tiger head.

Mixed in the team, it is particularly prominent and dazzling.

Although we can't see the specific model, even if it is worse than Gaomu's configuration, no one will believe it under such momentum. Everyone will only think that the team's tiger head is the top trump configuration.

It is true.

Other Mercedes Benz Gao Mu didn't pay much attention. His eyes have been fixed on a tire.

Good guy, the appearance looks almost the same, but it can be analyzed from the appearance of the tires when the car drives past. It's a bulletproof tiger head.

Tesla!

The value of the car is that it rolls up.

The manager trotted to the side of the bulletproof tiger head. He dared to stretch out his hand to pull the door. Before his hand touched the car handle, a big hand patted him on the wrist.

The strength was so strong that he gnashed his teeth and turned a small half circle before releasing the strength added to his hand.

When he recovered, a big man in black, black pants and sunglasses stood in front of him with clenched fists, separating him from the bulletproof tiger head.

Wronged, really wronged.

He stooped to open the door, but was photographed by a bodyguard. Now he is far away.

He is not the manager of the hotel, nor the manager of the property security. He is the manager of the club upstairs.

He came down specially to pick up the noble man in the car. He is also a man of status. He was treated like this. Can he not be wronged?

But it's no use being wronged.

The boss Zhou in the car belongs to the kind of person who has enough money to change and play with the rules.

Not to mention that he was a reception manager, the middle-aged woman behind him, the vice president of their club, also stood aside honestly and did not approach rashly.

The flattery was not taken, and the arm was numbed by the burly security guard. The manager still had to put all his grievances into his stomach.

A smiling face is as bright as flowers, and the whole body leans forward slightly.

Gao Mu's mouth rises. It's a good play.

His car didn't move at all, and it didn't affect the parking of the team. The area of the door was large enough to stop more vehicles.

Besides, Gao Mu's car doesn't stop directly at the front door of the gate. He doesn't want to stop there. In fact, he just wants to ask for directions.

It was just a coincidence that someone came to such an operation, and then someone watched the play here.

There are four big men in black standing around Hutou Ben. They are from the other four Mercedes Benzes. Except for the big Mercedes Benz off-road, there is one person in the car.

The window film is too dark, and I don't know if there are other bodyguards who haven't got off the car. If there are only these four, it's really a waste of the car.

Of course, this possibility is almost zero. There must be others in the car. They should stay in the car for fear of too big a scene.

What is this?

High profile and low profile?

After the male manager stood quietly, the co driver's door of bulletproof tiger head was pushed open. First, a pair of black high-heeled shoes were stretched out of the car, closely connected with flesh colored silk stockings.

Followed by a tall woman in a black professional dress and long wavy hair, she got out of the car, went to the back seat and opened the door.

Under everyone's attention, a middle-aged man in a striped suit with a clear face and about 40 got out of the car.

First, I looked up at the clouds floating in the sky. Towards evening, when it was getting dark, a touch of sunset glow reddened half of the city.

He took back his eyes. At the moment of turning around, he turned and looked at Gao Mu's position. Instead of looking at Gao mu, he looked at the tiger running around him.

A pair of hands slowly tied the buttons of the suit, but his eyebrows were wrinkled, and the spirit in his eyes flickered and soon disappeared.

No one noticed his expression except Gao mu.

"Good evening, Mr. Zhou." the middle-aged woman who had not responded all the time just stepped forward a few steps. Across the wavy head from the co pilot, the woman nodded her chin and said, "Hello, Secretary Hua."

"Yes."

He took back his free eyes and walked towards the gate without saying a word or greeting each other.

"Vice President Qiao, have all the guests of President Zhou arrived?"

Secretary Hua also followed quickly and asked the middle-aged woman who was with her.

"They are all here. There are specially assigned personnel to serve them. As soon as director Zhou arrives, he can start the dinner immediately."

Vice President Qiao did not complain about the coldness of director Zhou. Even if he treated his female secretary, he also showed great respect.

When walking, he was more careful to fall behind by less than half a body position, so he fell behind by half a body position of President Zhou.

Put your position clearly.

Behind her, behind the bodyguard, it was the male manager's turn. He couldn't even enter the inner circle.

Outside the building, after Zhou Dong and his party disappeared at the gate, his team continued to move forward and went to the underground garage.

Gao Mu looked at this scene with great interest. It was so interesting.

Who should he be? With such a high profile and full style, he turned out to be the richest man in mordu.

It's just the news of that year. Doesn't it mean that he has always been very low-key in Shanghai?

It's not without a high profile, but it's all on Hong Kong Island.

In order to break into the upper class society on Hong Kong Island, he not only bought cars and villas, but also participated in various activities with a high profile, and his money flowed.

Of course, seeing this scene, Gao mu can't say that he is very high-profile. He can only say that the richest man attaches great importance to his own security.

In other words, has something happened to him recently?

Today's play is still very cost-effective. I saw the legendary characters. Today's richest man in mordu is Monday.

Not only now, but in the next two or three years, he has been sitting in this position until he touches something he shouldn't touch.

These years have been the most brilliant and proud time of his life. From today's posture, we can see that it is really different.

He didn't look at Gao Mu just Monday, which he understood.

His little boss, who has a little money and a little business just now, is not worth mentioning in front of people like Monday.

Moreover, at this time, he is just a strange young man in each other's eyes!

But what does he mean by looking at his car and frowning coldly?

Because his car is also a tiger head running, can't he drive a tiger head running?

One mountain can't tolerate two tigers. He understands that one city can't tolerate two tigers running. He is a little at a loss!

No, the richest man's means must be very powerful. He even believes in ruthlessness, but he's not so small-minded, is he?

His hutouben is not at the same level as his hutouben at all. The modification of bulletproof is that the value of the original car is doubled or even several times.

With 10 million people in hand, will you care about a millionaire?

It makes no sense.

If he doesn't respond because he bought the same car, he can only buy the world limited version of the model. It's still the real limit, not the pseudo limit.

Gao Mu is a little confused.

"Zhenqi school, rich people are good. Take a good car, match beautiful women and eat delicious food. Hey, if I could have half of his money, I would be satisfied."

A burst of emotion that hit his heart fell into Gao Mu's ear and brought him out of confusion.

Gao Mu took out a pack of cigarettes from the car and handed one to the welcome brother.

"Yes, brother, China!"

Another burst of emotion, a person who drives a car smokes Zhonghua, but the one who opens the door can't even smoke double happiness.

It's also open and serve people. Why is the gap so big?

"Do you know who he is?"

Gao Mu also wanted to see the guests later. He was not ready to smoke, so he put Zhonghua back.

"You don't know him. Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you. He's not a simple person. I heard he's a billionaire. He's a regular guest of the upstairs club. Every time he comes here, he will ask the club manager to meet him. He looks great. That beautiful woman is his secretary and those big black men are his bodyguards."

Welcome to talk freely.

He didn't dare to smoke during working hours, and was reluctant to smoke. He hid the Zhonghua given to him by Gao mu in the inner pocket of his clothes.