Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The auction will be held in the lobby on the 32nd floor of the hotel.

The spotlights illuminated the hall as bright as day, and the person hosting the auction was someone from Jia's Auction House.

The people had already sat down according to the reserved seats, all of them were wealthy people from counties and cities around Jinling, some brought their lovers, some brought their children to join in the fun.

Long Geyue was still dressing up in the room.

"It's too troublesome for girls to go out." Zhuo Bufan said, and took the elevator down alone.

"Yo, Zhuo Bufan." Suddenly a voice came up, it was Jiang Lang and his girlfriend who was famous on the Internet.

Jiang Lang put his arms around the enchantingly dressed woman, looked at Zhuo Bufan with contempt and said, "Zhuo Bufan, why didn't you go with Miss Long?"

"She is still tidying up in the room." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.

Originally, Jiang Lang was playing with Qin Yecang, Xu Yong, and Zhang Yue, but the three of them were talking about business matters, and he didn't understand anything, so he simply called his girlfriend to join in the fun.

Everyone is no longer a carefree child. When they are old, they are all preparing for their future.

For example, Qin Yecang was originally a core member of the big family, and would have wireless possibilities in the future.

Not to mention Xu Yong, who manages a five-star hotel with hundreds of millions at a young age, and his uncle is the richest man in Xuzhou.

As for Zhang Yue, although his father is the leader of the Blue Valley City, he has already applied for an MBA in the United States, and he will be very popular in the market in the future.

Only Jiang Lang has been doing stupid things like picking up girls and racing cars. Once his father resigns to the second line in the future, he will have nothing.

Jiang Lang knew in his heart that he felt that the gap between him and his partners was getting wider and wider, and he was so suffocated that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He happened to meet Zhuo Bufan.

"Speak from the bottom of my heart, Zhuo Bufan, you have an ordinary family, can you climb up to Miss Shanglong?" Jiang Lang's eyes showed contempt.

Zhuo Bufan frowned lightly: "It's not bad if he climbed up to me."

"Hehe." Jiang Lang sneered and said, "It's ridiculous. What are you? You still say that Miss Long loves you. Don't you know that Qin Yecang also likes Miss Long, and they are from an aristocratic family. If you don't know current affairs, sooner or later Qin Yecang will take care of you."

"Is it just him?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said lightly, "Not qualified."

Jiang Lang was stunned, and the woman with an online face next to her was even more pretentious with a smile, snorted softly, and said with a sideways glance: "Yo, what a big tone, those who don't know think you are the top four in the capital!" The son of the family."

"You're not afraid of sticking your tongue when you say this." Jiang Lang said, feeling better.

Zhuo Bufan's words directly destroyed his psychology: "You want to find a sense of superiority in me, I'm afraid you are wrong, I had a relationship with your father once, even he dare not talk to me like this."

"My father?" Jiang Lang frowned, staring and said: "Zhuo Bufan, you have to see the occasion when you brag. My father is the mayor of Jinling, and he will be the leader soon. What are you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a few middle-aged men in black clothes and pants coming out of the elevator.

A middle-aged man with a strong aura was surrounded by everyone like the moon, Jiang Lang quickly let go of the woman's snake waist and shouted, "Dad, why are you here?"

The man was Jiang Beiya, the mayor of Jinling.

Jiang Beiya frowned when he saw him and the woman next to him, not wanting to reprimand him, "I'm here to talk to Mayor Zhang about business."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beiya saw the young man standing alone, his heart shivered, his face was pleasant, and he quickly stepped forward: "Mr. Zhuo, you are also here."

"En." Zhuo Bufan just nodded lightly, with a big posture, but Jiang Beiya didn't feel any discomfort.

He already knew about Zhuo Bufan's identity as a martial arts master from Mr. Long. Such a person will achieve limitless achievements in the future, and he, the mayor, has nothing to look at in front of him.

Only Jiang Lang and the woman beside him were stunned at the same time.

As if hit by lightning, he was dumbfounded.

Jiang Beiya, that is the mayor of Jinling, the leader of Jinling, if he goes one step further, he might be able to enter the provincial department.

But now he treats Zhuo Bufan respectfully? How is this going?

Jiang Beiya is long-sleeved and good at dancing, with exquisite faces. He noticed his son's strange expression at first glance, and then looked at Zhuo Bufan, and instantly understood.

Did this bastard offend Mr. Zhuo?

"Manager Wang, please help me find a private room. I'll go to the city hall later."

In the private room, Jiang Beiya's face was as cold as iron, and he shouted sharply: "Nizi, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Zhuo."

"Why?" Although Jiang Lang was afraid of his father, he still couldn't get rid of the dandyism in his body.

Besides, Zhuo Bufan just clings to Miss Long, so his father is probably making a fuss over a molehill.

The red-faced woman was too frightened to speak.

"What is he? It's just that Miss Long shows some favor for him. Maybe it won't end in the end. Dad, why are you afraid of him?" Jiang Lang said, poking his neck.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beiya's face changed drastically, and he slapped him hard on the face, the slap was crisp and loud, and five fingerprints appeared.

"Dad, you hit me?" Jiang Lang widened his eyes and covered his face in disbelief.

Ever since his mother passed away when he was young, Jiang Beiya never beat him, at most he reprimanded him.

"Nizi, hurry up and kneel down." Jiang Beiya's face was livid with anger.

Jiang Lang was really frightened, he knelt on the ground with a thud, Zhuo Bufan was expressionless, this Jiang Beiya city mansion is so deep, otherwise how could he counterattack from the grassroots and become the mayor of Jinling.

Now asking Jiang Lang to apologize to himself and kneel down was nothing more than to make a relationship.

"Zhuobu... Mr. Zhuo, I'm sorry." Jiang Lang said weakly, and the woman with a red face next to him also knelt down in fright.

Jiang Beiya looked at Zhuo Bufan with a slight expression on his face, and said cautiously, "Mr. Zhuo, it's my fault for not being able to discipline the son well. I also hope that Mr. Zhuo will not care about this son."

Zhuo Bufan saw that the other party had given enough face, and said with a smile: "It's nothing serious at first, but Mayor Jiang is serious."

Jiang Beiya's light words made Jiang Beiya feel relieved, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He has served as a soldier and worked with Long Aotian, so he knows better what a martial arts master represents.

Even if you have hundreds of bodyguards, your status is as high as the sky, and the master warrior wants to kill you, no one can save you. In the end, others will slap your ass and leave.

How can it be so easy to deal with a person with such strength.

After Zhuo Bufan left, Jiang Beiya left Jiang Lang in the box without knowing what to say.

Zhuo Bufan came to the auction hall alone to find a place, and Long Geyue had already arrived, just beside him.

"Didn't you leave first? Where did you go?" Long Geyue drew clean eyebrows, looking very comfortable, and a pair of big eyes below were shining like stars.

"Going to the bathroom." Zhuo Bufan said casually.