Ever since the two S-class bodyguards drove the No. 1 car back, something has quietly changed. The number of their business trips has decreased, and the number of visits to various banquets has increased. Ruan Nan no longer regards them as bodyguards, but as Good friends and confidants have a subtle meaning of flattery. Those who have no money want to make friends with rich people, and rich people want to make friends with powerful people. This is today's society.

The bodyguard contract is still being fulfilled, but its nature has completely changed. The employer's assistant is driving the business, and the thugs throwing feces are blocking the way. The two bodyguards Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang are useless. They are now like Bodhisattvas in the temple, waiting to worship every day. of incense.

Moreover, they enjoy privileges within Ruan Nan's jurisdiction. They can eat as they please, talk as they please, and pick up girls as they please. It's a pity that they don't have a secretariat.

Stars twinkled, stars twinkled, it was another dark and windy night.

Ruan Nan was invited to attend a charity fundraising reception. Everyone else attended with their female companions, but he only brought two gay friends.[

The private manor of hundreds of acres is extremely luxurious. The artificial lake is so big that it can support hundreds of large sharks. The roadside is paved with precious turf. You can exchange several bags of rice for just two pieces. According to Ruan Nan, today The host of the dinner party is a tycoon in the Chinese entertainment industry. He has many honorary chairman titles on his body and can be regarded as a social celebrity.

Wu Ming and others walked to a large villa under the guidance of the waiter. After entering the villa hall and exchanging false greetings with the owner, the three men walked to the corner of the hall.

The host runs an entertainment company, and most of the guests are from the entertainment industry. Looking around, he can see many big-name actors and models. Wu Mingji tugged at Ruan Nan's clothes and whispered: "These women seem to be Is it really possible to date celebrities at will?"

"certainly!"

"Very good!" Wu Ming nodded, quietly pointed at a beautiful young woman with big breasts and round buttocks, and declared domineeringly: "I've got that girl, don't snatch her away."

Ruan Nan glanced in the direction of Wu Ming's finger and almost spit out the wine in his mouth. He swallowed the wine in one gulp, grabbed the eager Wu Ming, and said anxiously: "That woman should have a husband."

"You can't have sex with a husband?"

"nonsense!"

"You didn't tell me earlier!"

"…………"

Everyone knows that other people’s wives shouldn’t be messed with, right? There’s no need to say this earlier? The corners of Ruan Nan’s mouth twitched, and he couldn’t even say a word. The main reason was that he didn’t understand Wu Ming’s interests and hobbies, so he said the right thing.

Stealing other people's wives and chasing them down nine streets with a kitchen knife is a kind of fun that most people don't know how to enjoy.

Picking up girls is like buying groceries at the wet market. If you go early, you can still choose. If you go late, you will understand. Ruan Nan picked a target and immediately went up to chat with her. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were still eating. The love scene was like a battlefield, and they were full. Only soldiers with strength can fight goblins and ride horses.

"Feasting and feasting, fragrant clothes and beautiful hair, Sangui, is this the upper class?"

"Let's just forget it!"

"Are we considered upper class now?"

"Do you think we look alike?"

"Not quite."

Wu Ming shrugged and said leisurely: "You are still sober. Even if we have a fortune of tens of millions, we are still not from this group. We will always be people in the lower class." [

Zhuge Dachang smacked his lips and said: "Low society? Why do I think this word is so weird?"

Wu Ming glanced sideways and said quietly: "Don't you know that good advice always goes against the ears?"

"…………"

Having endless money, having a good reputation, behaving in a steady and decent manner, wearing top-quality handmade clothes without logos, drinking red wine every day, playing golf, and attending various banquets, this is what ordinary people think of the upper class. groups, and the lives they lead.

Wu Ming also has endless money, but his other identity is notorious. His words and deeds are usually unruly, his clothes are conspicuous and luxurious top international brands, he hates drinking red wine, and he wants to cry when he sees golf, so even if he has money, Wu Ming Ming still can't squeeze into the upper class group. He can be considered a nouveau riche at most. At least in the eyes of others, his image is that of a nouveau riche with no taste.

He could afford a banquet worth hundreds of thousands per table, and even the hot fans at the roadside stalls would not object to it. He would neither deliberately show off nor keep a low profile. The nouveau riche were nouveau riche. Wu Ming did not care about other people's opinions. Everyone is unique, why should we imitate others and not be ourselves?

After eating, drinking, and encouraging each other, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang began to look for prey separately.

Soon, Wu Ming found a woman in the corridor outside the hall who seemed to be independent from the world. In fact, there were other people beside her, but someone chose to ignore it. She was the beautiful young woman Wu Ming had caught a glimpse of in the hall just now. .

A little coquettish, a little coquettish, a little coquettish.

When she was about thirty years old, her tight-fitting modified cheongsam showed off her exquisite and convex figure to the fullest. Wu Ming believed that the beauty of cheongsam could only be enhanced by women with plump buttocks. Wearing a cheongsam with a shriveled butt would simply expose her shortcomings.

A round and plump young woman, who looks as docile as a sheep, may be more ferocious than a wolf or a leopard in bed. It is difficult for a man with a small stature to control her. Wu Ming just likes challenges. Of course, he only likes to challenge the young woman's skills in bed, and does not I like to challenge my husband’s fist and kick skills.

Opportunities are reserved for the brave, take action when it's time to take action.

Let’s test it out first to see if she has a escort. If she doesn’t stalk her directly, he will either get her person or get her old fist. To pick up a beautiful woman, you need to have the courage to risk it all. Wu Ming curled up the corner of his mouth and straightened it out. Collar, pretending to be kind and kind, he walked quietly to the young woman's side.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

"There is no moon tonight."

"…………"

Before his victory was over and his body was half buried, Wu Ming chose to adopt a literary and artistic style, but ended up with a bloody head. In the eyes of the beautiful young woman who couldn't help but laugh, he said sarcastically: "You are an actor, right? I think I have seen it. You're on TV."

The beautiful young woman smiled gracefully and said, "She has acted in several TV series."

"I'm telling you! No wonder you look so familiar..." Wu Ming said happily: "I watched an episode of the Anti-Japanese War TV series not long ago. When the Japanese entered the village in the middle of the night, a beautiful village girl climbed over the wall wearing a bellyband. Then the devil grabbed him and pushed him to the ground..."

"Neuropathy!"

The beautiful young woman cursed and turned away, leaving only a charming butt shadow swaying in the crowd. Wu Ming was a little unable to react, and the young man who had been watching the show next to him couldn't help laughing.

Wu Ming looked embarrassed and murmured: "I want to say that after the village girl was caught and knocked down by the Japanese, a heroic female Eighth Route Army jumped out..." Shaking his head with a wry smile, he turned to look at his man who was snickering at the side. He said hello smoothly: "Hello, what's your surname?" [

"My surname is Bai, Bai Qi..."

"The God of Death Bai Qi?"

"It's not that Bai Qi..." The elegant and handsome man took out a gold-gilt business card, "This is my business card."

Wu Ming took the business card, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Qi, wait a minute, I seem to have a business card too..." As he said that, he took out his wallet and started flipping through it, while muttering: "Hey, it's printed by the company. Where’s the business card?”

"Sangui, Sangui..." Zhuge Dachang ran over excitedly, grabbed Wu Ming, and said: "Come with me quickly, I will introduce you to a model."

"Sorry!" Wu Ming apologized to the man named Bai Qi and said, "I'm going over with a friend. My name is Wu Ming. Nice to meet you."

"Me too."

When Wu Ming put his wallet into his trouser pocket, his credit card accidentally fell out. When Bai Qi saw this, he shouted: "Wait, your stuff fell..." As he said that, he picked up the things on the ground. Credit card, a flash of shock appeared in his eyes, "Your card?"

"Thanks!"

Wu Ming took the credit card back from Bai Qi's hand, put it into his pocket, and followed Zhuge Dachang. The look of shock on Bai Qi's face did not fade for a long time. The black gold-rimmed Supreme Credit Card represented Citibank's century-old honorary customer. There should be only one in the whole of China.

The credit card should be real, because there are only a few of these supreme cards in the world, and it is difficult to imitate them. However, when did China gain a Citibank Centennial Honorary Customer? Bai Qi rubbed his temples, could it be that he has one at home? Did the old man lend his credit card to someone else?

It seemed necessary to call back and ask. Bai Qi immediately took out his mobile phone. After the call was connected, he carefully asked: "Grandpa, are you asleep? I have something to ask you, old man, that credit card in your hand... ..." The other end of the phone seemed to be scolding. Old God Bai Qi took the phone away from his ear. After a while, he put it back again and said: "I won't disturb your rest, bye."

Facts have proved that the card is still in the hands of the old man at home. Bai Qi touched his chin. There are not many people in China who hold black cards, let alone the black supreme card. Who is this kid? Mixed up and down. He exudes the aura of an animal, hmm! Such a man is worthy of deep friendship.

"The stars are beautiful tonight."

Bai Qi, who was deep in thought, raised his head. The beautiful young woman who had abandoned Wu Ming at some point came back again, holding red wine in her hand. She was still elegant and enchanting, exuding a light fragrance that attracted males.

Bai Qi raised his glass and said with a smile: "Did you know? You just missed a big fish."

The beautiful young woman stretched her waist lazily like a Persian cat and asked: "You mean that upstart just now? Compared to you, Mr. Bai, is he a big fish?"

"you know me?"

The beautiful young woman neither admitted nor denied. She chuckled and said, "I only know that you are the most distinguished guest tonight."

"You are wrong!" Bai Qi shook his head and said, "If I were a carp, that man just now would at least be a shark."

The beautiful young woman took a sip of wine and said nonchalantly: "Really?"

Bai Qi smiled mysteriously and said, "You just need to know that he is someone who can buy my crappy entertainment company with a credit card."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Do I seem like a person who likes to joke?" Bai Qi blinked and joked: "Instead of wasting your time on me, why not go after the man just now? He should be much easier to bait than me."

The beautiful young woman smiled lightly and said, "Unfortunately, what I want is the script, not the bankbook."

Bai Qi hissed and smiled evilly: "If you can make his legs weak tomorrow, I am willing to give you a script."

"The female lead?"

"The number one female."

"Why?"

"I'm happy."

"Deal!" The beautiful young woman drank the wine in one gulp, walked a few steps, looked back, and said disdainfully: "It is rumored that the young masters of the Bai family are all bastards. I finally saw it today."

Bai Qi was not angry but happy, saying: "Tsk tsk! I find that I start to appreciate you a little bit."

"It's too late!" The beautiful young woman puffed up her chest proudly and said, "I'm going to catch the shark you mentioned now. Don't forget what you just said."

Watching the beautiful young woman swaying away, Bai Qi raised his wine glass with a devilish smile on his face. Brother, this is a meeting gift from me. I hope you will like it.
Chapter completed!