The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 673: Chapter 673: Fine Wine for the Guests

"Huo Ben is such a cocky son of a bitch, thinking he’s the sky over Red Flag County. If he wasn’t relying on being my uncle’s godson, he’d be nothing more than a coal-mining rat right now."

Outside the tea house, Zhao Xiaozhuang curled his lips disdainfully. Clearly, as the blood nephew of Zhao Chuanchun, he was hardly favored; he was merely assigned to muddle through in the city management brigade. So his jealousy of Huo Ben was quite natural, given the vast gulf between them.

"Xiao Zhuang, to be honest, ten of you couldn’t beat one Huo Ben, not because you’re not smart enough, but because you’re not ruthless enough. After all, you know there are many things your uncle can’t deal with personally and has to have Huo Ben do instead. That guy has definitely done his share of dirty deeds."

Lin Fan said with a smile as he patted Zhao Xiaozhuang’s shoulder. He knew well that everything he said would eventually reach the ears of Zhao Chuanchun, so he had to master the art of using words.

"I definitely can’t become a beast like those who have tasted human flesh."

Lin Fan’s seemingly critical remark actually gave Zhao Xiaozhuang some comfort. He took a drag on his cigarette and looked off into the distance with his mouth curled.

"That’s right. Moreover, you’re your uncle’s own nephew. You have to realize that Huo Ben is like a wall standing in front of your uncle. You can’t get to your uncle unless you knock him down. So you’re clearer than anyone about the danger involved. I mean, who would use their own flesh and blood as a bulletproof vest? When you think about it, your uncle might actually be more protective of you."

Lin Fan’s words made Zhao Xiaozhuang suddenly smile: "Lin, why does it seem so reasonable when you say it? Turns out it’s not that my uncle doesn’t think highly of me."

you just throw your uncle’s weight around without any risk? Meanwhile, all the dirty and tiring jobs are done by Huo Ben. It’s natural then that your uncle should give him more benefits. It’s obvious who’s closer

Fan lit a cigarette and his cold eyes watched a convoy of cars slowly approaching the corner. It must have been Black

various hairstyles but all looked spirited. Just their cold eyes sent shivers down one’s spine, as if being watched by a wild animal could

slender, nylon-clad legs, followed by a tall woman with shoulder-length hair, stepping out in high heels. Wei Manman, dressed in a suit jacket with thick eyebrows and big eyes radiating a masculine energy, wore a black pencil skirt and a diagonal neckline T-shirt that highlighted

broad chest got out. Dressed all in black, he was likely Wei Manman’s personal bodyguard, following closely behind her as they approached Lin Fan sitting by

"So you’re Lin Fan?"

scrutinized him and the people beside

you’re Black Widow,

up Wei Manman. Her all-black

you don’t know how to speak, you’d better keep your mouth shut.

an unladylike moniker was usually whispered behind her back by young masters she’d disciplined, and Lin Fan was certainly the first man to

Manman or the widow, I heard you’ve been spreading

Manman a chance to speak, Lin