Chapter 852: 707, Yang Hao has arrived, with a full presence_3 Chapter 852: 707, Yang Hao has arrived, with a full presence_3 “Why should I apologize?” Yang Hao rely glanced at Song i-shun.
And of course, in that glance, he saw the face of Little Song ihui, who bore so resemblance to Song i-shun.
Is this…
Song i-shun’s daughter?
The epito of a beauty in the making.
But Yang Hao didn’t bother fixating his gaze on soone’s daughter who was still in her senior year of high school; he eventually focused on Song i-shun’s pretty face instead.
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“I, actually about the matter…” Song i-shun, feeling increasingly flustered under Yang Hao’s stare, and with her heart pounding, just began to explain what had just happened,
But Yang Hao simply waved his hand to interrupt her and said, “No need to explain so much.”
“As my secretary, you’ve done nothing wrong.”
“Only right!”
“Just leave the rest to .”
Subtle show-off is the deadliest.
Listening to the words Yang Hao spoke again made Yin Eun-hye feel her legs go weak.
And Song Qiao’en, who had always regarded herself as a bystander, watched the handso uncle sitting next to her mother with stars in her eyes.
He was too cool.
That Kim Man-soo or whatever, how could he compare to the uncle before her eyes?
Could all the n from Hua Country be so dashing?
“Right…
right, President~~!” Song i-shun didn’t even know what to say herself, she could only lower her slightly reddened pretty face in submission to Yang Hao’s dominating presence.
And Yang Hao, with “Listening to Heartbeats” already activated, just slightly curled the corners of his mouth.
In his heart, there were only two words: Controlled.
However, Yang Hao didn’t make it too evident, rely speaking indifferently to Song i-shun, who was hanging her head, “Check which financial tycoon or company owns this car dealership.”
“Picking on my people.”
“Did they ask first?”
Okay then!
Showing off really is addictive.
In Yang Hao’s view, the financial tycoons of Korea weren’t much to speak of.
“Yes, President!” Song i-shun quickly nodded and began to take out her cell phone, intending to use her connections to find out who owned the car dealership.
Yang Hao simply waited quietly for the true manager of the car dealership to appear.
And the departing saleswoman didn’t make Yang Hao wait long.
In less than 10 minutes,
The saleswoman who had just left returned with a portly man in a black suit—a fatso—to the lounge.
“Hello, sir!”
“I am the supervisor, Little Song, of this car dealership.”
“May I ask, is there sothing you need from ?”
The fat man was not as humble as one might imagine; instead, he was superficially polite.
Because he hadn’t recognized that the extraordinary man before him was affiliated with any of the Korean financial tycoons.
Okay then.
In other words, he didn’t recognize who Yang Hao was.
Though his words were polite, owing to his profession,
The mont he saw Yang Hao, he had thought that so tycoon’s son had co to stir up trouble, but it seed not as dangerous as he had initially feared.
But that was only what he thought.
Because right after he spoke,
The woman secretary sitting next to the man spoke up.
“President…”
“I’ve found out.”
“This car dealership is owned by the Song Family.”
“Oh?
Is that so?” Yang Hao heard from Song i-shun that the car dealership was owned by the Song Family.
A strange smile suddenly appeared on his normally composed handso face.
He had originally planned to et them later in the evening.
It seems that could be brought forward.
With that thought, Yang Hao didn’t imdiately deal with the disgusting-looking sales supervisor; instead, he took out his phone.
As to what the phone was for.
Of course, it was to call the second-generation son of the Song Family.
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