Abu looked at Zhang Feng expectantly.

"Oh, well, did he come over so soon? You take me over!" Zhang Feng said.

A smile appeared on Abudu's face. He really thanked Zhang Feng. It was Zhang Feng who made him.

"Please here!" Abu Du smiled.

Following Abu Du and seeing Wu Muza there, Zhang Feng was a little surprised. It was time for Shitola to bring Wu Muza with him. This thing became more and more interesting.

It seems a little underestimated Ebony, but isn't that more fierce?

The two of them are here to play double reeds.

"Prince Hitora, hello!" Zhang Feng stepped up and said respectfully, "I am glad you can come!"

"It's Mr. Zhang, you invited me, no matter how busy I am, I will come too!" Shitola said nothing.

This sentence maintained the prince's identity and tolerance, and gave Zhang Feng face, very clever.

"I am honored!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

There were two other people beside Shitola, one was the old housekeeper Zhang Feng knew, and the other was a little younger. He had a lot of documents in his hand. Zhang Feng knew at a glance that this was Shitola’s person. Up.

Presumably, Hitola came here just to walk through the scene, the old butler was the protagonist at the front desk, and the young man was the speaker.

There are always people calling for bids at auctions. Zhang Feng doesn't think he has any problems, but there is a problem with Wu Muza behind.

He really did not disappoint Zhang Feng.

"Mr. Zhang wants to sit here?" Hitola asked again.

Zhang Feng smiled and said: "No, thank you Prince Sitora for your kindness, my position is over there!"

"okay!"

Hitola was a little surprised. He thought he had invited Zhang Shengeng to do the same, but he didn't expect him to refuse. It seems that this person is not easy to control and he is not afraid of himself.

This person is difficult to deal with.

For Hitola, what was even more serious was that he had to rely on him now to get to the top, at least at the moment.

On the surface, Hitola now only has a little money, money, haha, if you can’t make ends meet, it will quickly become less, leaving little time for Hitola, and even very few opportunities.

He expected that the old king would have big moves, and the crown prince could not be himself, so he had to seize the opportunity.

...

"Boss, Hitola's brother is here too!"

Now Silgarva came to Zhang Feng's side and whispered.

"Why did he come? Don't we not give him the invitation letter?" Zhang Feng was puzzled.

"Yes, I didn't give it, but he's here, just outside!" Silgava said.

Zhang Feng said: "I will meet him!"

Silgava followed, Xu Qiupingdu felt surprised, and this was about to begin with a big man.

That's right, he is a big man, he is the eldest son of the old king, Uguvila.

When Zhang Feng arrived at the door, he saw that several people were stopped by the security guards, because they could not enter without an invitation letter, no matter who came.

The fat man standing in the middle is Ugovela, in his sixties, with a flushed face and a cigar in his hand. He stood there waiting patiently.

"Are you allowed to go in?" Ugweira's bodyguard asked.

The security said: "Mr. Zhang is here, you can ask him!"

Zhang Feng came up and smiled at the security guard and said, "I'm coming!"

Then he said to them: "Who are you?"

Zhang Feng speaks Chinese, which the security guards understand.

"%...&Amp;..." The black suit was very dissatisfied.

In fact, Zhang Feng can understand English, pretending not to understand: "Anyone dare to come here and drive them away!"

"Mr. Zhang, this is..." The security guard was a little confused.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Feng said, "Is your hotel serving this way?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang..."

The security had no choice but to do so, this matter had nothing to do with him, he needed this job.

"You can't come in without an invitation letter!" said the security guard.

The already impatient bodyguard wanted to do it, but someone spoke.

"Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Feng looked back and saw that it was the Fat Prince who called it in Chinese, and Zhang Feng sneered in his heart.

"Who are you?" Zhang Feng asked.

The fat prince said with difficulty: "I, I..."

Obviously he didn't know how to speak, so he quickly changed his native language and said, "Who can speak Chinese?"

But they all shook their heads and turned their eyes to the security guard. One of the bodyguards responded quickly to the security guard and asked him to help translate.

Where is the translation actually used? The security guard didn't understand. This Mr. Zhang clearly understood English, so why didn't he understand all of a sudden.

"Mr. Zhang, this is Prince Ugovela, he wants to go in!" said the security guard.

Zhang Feng turned his head and looked at the fat prince who was a little angry. He stepped forward and said, "Oh, it turned out to be Prince Uguvila. It's disrespectful. I didn't recognize you just now. I was sorry..."

The security hurried to translate.

"Can I go in now? Mr. Zhang?"

The fat prince is very arrogant. This is why Zhang Feng ignores him and does not send the invitation letter. He can't get things done, but he is the eldest son and is loved by the old king. He is the most likely person to inherit the crown prince. No one knows the reason inside.

"Of course, Prince Ugovela, please come in!" Zhang Feng smiled.

The Fat Prince walked in without even looking at Zhang Feng, and the bodyguards were also very arrogant.

Zhang Feng followed behind with a smile on his face, Silgava was in agreement. He knew that the boss was pretending just now. The prince was just a mere plausible expression. If Hitora was attacked, it is estimated that he would not be able to resist, but Hitor. Ra would not do this, because there are other princes, and if the old king is dissatisfied, it will be over, and it will be miserable to expel him directly from the family.

There have been such examples before.

As soon as Ugweira entered the field, everyone's attention was attracted, especially Sitora, his face was not good.

Moreover, Uguvira deliberately went to sit next to Citola.

"Brother, why are you here?" Sitora asked pretendingly to be calm.

"My good brother, can't I come?"

"I didn't say no!"

Uguvila said: "I want to take the fountain of life to my father, Hitola, do you want to grab it with me?"

"Brother, I dare not rob you, but what about the others?" Shitola looked at the people in the venue.

"Hmph, they don't have money for me, but I brought a lot of money!"

Ugovela is very high-profile in doing things. He speaks loudly. His voice is already very loud. Almost everyone has heard it. Let everyone know that he is here for the health of the old king. He is filial. Jia.

"Yes, big brother is very rich, I just came here to finish playing!"

Ugweira smiled and said, "Hehe, why don't you bring your lover model today?"

"I don't know which eldest brother is talking about?"

"Haha..."

Ugovela laughed loudly, crushing this little brother with strength.