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Chapter 1089 Self-inflicted humiliation?

Hearing this voice, Tang Luo turned his head and looked, and couldn't help but be stunned. Liu Chao?

However, he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

"Mr. Liu, it's you."

When the middle-aged fat man saw Liu Chao, he said politely.

"Well, Manager Wang, hello."

Liu Chaochong nodded in the middle-aged fat man.

"Mr. Liu knows them?"

The middle-aged fat man looked at Tang Luo and Liu Chao, thinking in his mind that if they knew each other, they would have to give Liu Chao a face.

After all, Liu Chao is the eldest son of Fuyuan Jewelry.

"Well, I know you, but I'm not familiar with it... I used to want to acquire this Fanruo company. Manager Wang, you can do it without giving me face. I just come here to see the fun."

Liu Chao shook his head and said.

Hearing this, the middle-aged fat man understood what it meant and nodded: "Haha, it turns out that Mr. Liu wants to acquire it, but is this small company worthy of Mr. Liu's attack?"

"Well, yes, Manager Wang's words are nothing wrong, so I gave up this idea later."

Liu Chao nodded, and he was so happy that he could interfere, making Tang Luo and the others lose face in front of so many people.

"hehe."

The middle-aged fat man didn't know that Liu Chao also had a grudge against Tang Luo. Seeing him say this, he felt even more assured. It seemed that Fanruo Company was really not good, and even Fuyuan Jewelry was not willing to acquire it!

"Yeah, Mr. Liu, even a company like them dares to send exhibits here? What a joke! What day is today? The day when Mr. Wu accepted disciples, most of the exhibits that came to exhibit were master-level works... not all kinds of garbage things can be put on."

"Yes, Manager Wang is right. It's not a garbage thing, you can put it on."

Liu Chao felt even more happy when he heard the middle-aged fat man say this, and he nodded with a smile.

"A company like this should be cleaned up instead of embarrassing here... Is it right, Vice President Tang?"

"Liu Chao, do you deserve a beating again?"

Tang Luo raised his eyebrows and asked faintly.

“…”

When Liu Chao heard Tang Luo's words, he couldn't help but tremble when he thought of being beaten before, but then he glared at him again. With so many people, I was afraid that he would be yarn!

However, he also knew that he was not Tang Luo's opponent and could not confront this guy head-on.

He looked at Tang Luo, his eyes rolled, and said maliciously: "Supervisor Wang, these booths are good. I plan to use them. Some people should clear them out quickly so as not to lower the level of the entire exhibition... Old Wu should come later. If he finds out that everything can be placed on the platform, he should be angry."

"Mr. Liu is optimistic about these booths? Okay, I will make arrangements for Mr. Liu right away."

The middle-aged fat man nodded, stared at Tang Luo again, and ordered the security guard.

"Why are you still standing? You drive them all out... You dare to put some garbage and rags in this place? You overestimate yourself and bring shame to yourself!"

"Ha, you said we brought it with trash?"

Tang Luo, who hadn't spoken much, finally sneered.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

The middle-aged fat man nodded.

"Just let's sell the rags you brought to the night market outside."

"very good."

Tang Luo said, taking the box from the monkey, opening it, and taking out the jade carvings from it.

"Look at your dog's eyes widen. Is this garbage and rags? Overestimating one's own abilities? I'd like to see who caused the humiliation today!"
Chapter completed!
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