Then, Jiao Yulou said, "Zhao Hao, you probably don't know yet, but we just visited the head of your Zhao family, and he has personally promised that my Jiao family will definitely have a place in the dry wine agency business."

"I wonder what your mood is now?"

Zhao Hao was about to enter the house, but after hearing Jiao Yulou's words, he stopped.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Patriarch Zhao, have you agreed to participate in the sales of dry wine?"

Jiao Yulou smiled and said, "Of course, I know that because of the unhappiness between you and me before, you and your father, Lord Nei Shi, will not agree to our participation in the dry wine business."

"Besides, that dry wine was brewed by you."

"But now that the head of your Zhao family has personally agreed, there is nothing you can do even if you are unwilling!"

Zhao Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Believe it or not, in this world, no matter who agrees to your wine business, it will be a big deal."

"As long as I, Zhao Hao, don't give my approval, then nothing will count?"

The young man surnamed Peng sneered: "Zhao Hao, you are so shameless!"

"Can you change what the head of your Zhao family has agreed to?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Zhao Hao turned around and put his hands behind his back.

"who I am?"

“Good question!”

"Now I will tell you who I am!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Lao Zhong and the waiters standing at the door.

Then he pointed at the young man named Peng.

"Hit him!"