Jing Gao sat on the dark red sofa and opened a bottle of Heineken beer.
Haozi, a curly-haired young man, didn't care. Borrowing a car as soon as you ask, what kind of friendship do we have? This "good friend" had a very average impression on him.
Haozi immediately became silent. He also knew what the problem was. He quickly pulled Xie An, who was about to leave, and begged: "Young Master, Young Master, please help me."
Xie An had a headache. Haozi can't figure it out. If you really want to use Jing Gao's relationship, you should set up a table with wine and expose what happened last time! He will definitely help make peace. Now if you want to use someone else's car, who can you fool by calling him "Master Jing"?
Haozi pulled Xie An aside and said: "Someone in the group sent a message that a man is getting married and wants to use a fleet of all Rolls-Royces to pick up the bride. There are still a few cars left. I borrowed a Rolls-Royce. You can get a two-digit benefit fee.”
Xie An was helpless.
His annual consumption is about one million. My monthly pocket money is 100,000 yuan. But Haozi fools around and takes advantage of things every day. Five thousand yuan is a lot of money to Haozi. 20,000 yuan is indeed enough to make Haozi shameless.
"Oh, why the hell did you remember to put out drinks and treat people to dinner! I told you to keep your mouth shut."
Xie An sighed with hatred, walked back and told the situation directly: "Jing Gao, Haozi can make a profit of 20,000 yuan by borrowing the car. I don't want to see him begging for help everywhere. You can do me a favor by doing this."
It was impossible for Jing Gao to have any relationship with Xie An, so he said happily: "Okay." He took out his mobile phone and called Yu Jiashi, "You Yu, I have a friend who wants to use a car tomorrow. You arrange the Rolls Royce The car will follow him tomorrow. I’ll ask him to call you later.”
Xie An's emotion was hard to describe, as small things reveal one's character. He turned around and pulled Haozi, who was smiling flatteringly, over to him, and said, "Drink a few drinks with Jing Gao."
After saying that, he said goodbye to Jing Gao, patted his arm and said, "I'll treat you to dinner another day. Ye Zi and I will leave first."
"Igao, goodbye!"
Ye Ning's view of Jing Gao changed greatly. She waved her hand coquettishly and followed Xie An out of Tianlong KTV.
Walking in the bustling night market, Ye Ning praised: "Young Master, you have made this friend in vain. I used to think he was a bit dull and couldn't let him go out to play. Now I think he is calm and indifferent."
Xie An laughed and said: "Hi! Ye Zi, what are you...
I'm worried that this guy is a young man, but he doesn't know how to chase girls. Another day, I'll invite him to a bar. I'll give Miss Wei a call first. Otherwise, wait until he falls in love. "
Ye Ning turned her bright eyes and said with a half-smile: "Going to a bar to have fun?"
I go.
Xie An knew he had spilled the beans. Although he is not the little prince of nightclubs or USB, there are really no nightclubs in the capital that he is not familiar with.
He was a frequent visitor to one thrid, sir.teen, and mix.
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As time passed, the spacious and luxurious private room became slightly quiet. No matter how beautiful Xiao Xueyan is, only the friends she has contact with will come over for a drink.
Of course, the reason for the slight silence was that the Maiba girl finally stopped singing. She was chatting with Xie Shutong who was passing by.
Lin Liang, who had accompanied Xie Shutong here, walked back first.
Let's talk about Jinggao. After Xie An left with his girlfriend Ye Ning, the young woman Xi Cui sitting next to her kept rolling her eyes over Jinggao with a smile on her pretty face.
If they hadn't heard it with their own ears, who would have believed that this ordinary young man actually owned a Rolls-Royce?
Wearing? Come here tonight, who doesn’t have a few luxury brands? Igao is wearing a casual Prada outfit that really doesn’t show off much.
But, but…
The curly-haired young man Haozi opened a bottle of Heineken beer for himself, bent down and toasted flatteringly: "Master Jing, you are really generous in doing things. Haozi, I will do it, you can do whatever you want."
Jing Gao is not interested in the title "Master Jing". He heard Li Wei introduce it. That's how it is in the capital's circles. Calling "ye" is an honorific title, which means you have dignity.
But nowadays, more than half of the capital city is composed of immigrants, and there are more people called "general", "boss" and "dad".
Jing Gao raised the bottle and took a sip of beer perfunctorily, which was considered to be the end of the matter. He borrowed the car because Xie An asked. It has nothing to do with Haozi. After Haozi finished drinking, he stopped him from continuing to toast and said, "You make this call."
Report it to him on Harvest's mobile phone.
Haozi bowed gratefully again, "Master Jing, you are in a bad situation."
Lin Liang, who had just walked back, saw Haozi's respectful look and became furious. He suppressed his voice and cursed angrily: "Haozi, can you be a mother without having breasts? Can you have some human dignity?"
Haozi ignored Lin Liang, who was a little bit arrogant, and turned around and went out to make a phone call. Dignity, what is that, can it be eaten?
Lin Liang looked at "Da Ma Jin Dao" Jing Gao sitting on the sofa, opened his mouth slightly, turned around, but couldn't hold it back, "Brother, are you from that place? It's almost done, you know? Hao Zi and us are friends."
Igao frowned.
What nonsense is this! But it was impossible for him to explain anything to this young man with earrings.
The plump young woman Xi Cui said sharply: "Lin Liang, don't just yell without knowing anything. It's not the fault of Haozi himself for what he did, Jinggao." As he said that, he raised his glass to Jinggao and smiled. Said: "Jing Gao, ignore him. I'll have a drink with you."
He raised his neck and drank the entire glass of foreign wine boldly.
Jing Gao smiled and roughly understood the reason why the young woman who had been sitting and drinking was talking to him: it had something to do with borrowing a car. He raised the bottle, drank it, and said calmly: "Thank you."
He somewhat knew the rules at the wine table. All the ladies drink, but he looks very tasteless after just one sip.
Xi Cui glanced at Lin Liang, who was sitting down angrily, stood up and poured wine for Jing Gao, sat slightly closer, chuckled, and said: "Lou Wei..., Jing Gao, let me tell you a secret, I'm married. "
Jing Gao glanced at Xi Cui and said calmly: "Then what?"
Xi Cui came over and whispered: "Now I realize that I like you a little bit. How about taking my sister to the hotel?" Her voice was low and very wanton.
I go.
Jing Gao was speechless for a while, and his senses towards the plump young woman who spoke to him suddenly became very poor. You want to eat shit.
You want to sell newspapers, but I don’t.
Who are the people in Mr. Xie's circle?
"Sit over here." Jing Gao had a cold face and stared at Xi Cui with eyes like a dead fish.
Xi Cui was still twisting her waist, but when she saw Jing Gao turning his face faster than flipping through a book, she said softly, "You're just kidding! Humph." She sat far away from Jing Gao.
Lin Liang sneered and taunted her, "Did you miscalculate?"
At this time, Xie Shutong came over from Maiba's side with long legs. She was wearing a light red shirt, which was very flat. White short skirt, long snow-white legs straight. The whole person has an aura of youthfulness and beauty.
He looked at Jing Gao openly for two seconds, with a sense of scrutiny. He stretched out his hand again and said, "Hello, I am Xie Shutong."
