After Lin Zihao left, Lin Yongnian smiled embarrassingly at Zhao Tiezhu.

Lin Yongnian was a middle-aged man crouching outside the door of Xiangxian Hotel the night before last, and Zhao Tiezhu was also his lifesaver. Zhao Tiezhu looked at his business card and thought that he was just making real estate. He didn't expect to run the biggest hotel in Hunan under his name.

"Brother Zhao, let you laugh, my son... "Ah!" Lin Yongnian did not know what to say about his son, and finally he could only sigh helplessly.

"Old Brother Lin, Lin Zihao is still young, as long as the good tuning can be tuned, don't worry too...