stunning female tenant

Chapter 170
Qian Duoduo's fat face exuded a great and serious radiance again, like a holy light, which made Xu Xiangbei stunned for a while.

"Brother Xu, what you said is wrong. Why do you pursue beautiful women to satisfy your desires? They are an indispensable part of my career. I didn't listen to the ancient poem, a gentle lady is a gentleman. This is what a gentleman must do, you If you don't pursue beautiful women, you are not a gentleman. We all love beautiful women, so we are all gentlemen."

Xu Xiangbei couldn't refute, so he could only drink the wine in his glass in one breath: "Absolutely, I thought you were just a rich man, vulgar and boring, but I didn't expect you to know ancient poems. I feel that my three views have been given by you." destroyed."

The two hit it off, put their arms around the Russian beauty, exchanged glasses, and drank happily.

Suddenly, Fatty Qian's eyes lit up, and he thought of another idea: "Brother Xu, drinking like this is boring, why don't we stimulate it a little more?"

The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in his arms, and the wine in the cup lingered fragrant. Hearing that Fatty Qian had more exciting thoughts, Xu Xiangbei asked in a daze, "Isn't this the ultimate? How exciting can it be?"

"We have to change places to drink. Let's go to the next door to the Nishang Hotel. I have a VIP suite there. Let's go there to drink. There are new girls over there, all of whom are Russian-style beauties. You can sing and dance, play and sing. Drinking and singing, happy life, isn’t it happy? Besides, those beauties are all cultivated since childhood, and they are stunning in the world. If you gain one point, you will feel too fat, and if you lose one point, you will think you are too thin. Just take a look, and your belly will rise Start a flame."

Xu Xiangbei was almost suffocated, his little heart was almost bursting, and he was always irresistible to beautiful women.Laughter, singing and dancing.It's like returning to the Qinhuai River in the past, it is simply an inhuman life.

Xu Xiangbei felt that he was out of his mind: "A beauty is really so beautiful? Is it true?"

Fatty Qian shook the fine wine in his glass, swept away the evil and shameless expression, and became gentle and gentle: "Of course it is true, can there be fake ones? I, Fatty Qian, have always had a high taste in beautiful women. Can you catch my eyes?" The beautiful women are naturally stunning in the world. Moreover, each of them has a unique skill and exotic style. When the time comes, I guarantee that you will dream of going back to the Qinhuai River and linger. Artists like us should be accompanied by beauty and wine."

Seeing Fatty Qian's beaming vigor, Xu Xiangbei sighed softly, it would be nice to have delicious food, but there are singing and singing, like a wolf in a brothel in ancient times.It is also called a performance artist. The life of the rich is really shameless.

Although he felt that Fatty Qian's idea was too despicable, Xu Xiangbei still yearned for it very much. He swallowed, not knowing whether it was the delicious food or he was really hungry, and asked excitedly: "Your idea is really good, but I have a question. The consumption of this kind of configuration is probably terrible, right?"

Fatty Qian smiled evilly and said, "Hey, money is something outside of your body, so it's vulgar to ask this. Brother, can I still let you spend money?"

At this moment, Xu Xiangbei's cell phone vibrated with a text message, and it was Sun Jiajia who sent the text message: Remember to cheer for me.

It was only then that Xu Xiangbei remembered that he promised Sun Jiajia to support her: "Has the fashion show started yet? I have a friend who is showing her clothes at the show. I have to go and cheer her on."

Fatty Qian's eyes lit up, and he looked curious: "Is that the beauty I met in the department store last time?"

"It's not that one. It's her classmate named Sun Jiajia. The three of us are good friends."

"Since she is your good friend, I will help her contact merchants to produce the clothes she designs, including doing brand packaging promotion and creating her own brand."

"Thank you for your kindness, it depends on her own wishes."

The fashion show has already started. Accompanied by strong drumbeats, the models are wearing brightly colored and trendy clothes, making their debut. Most of them are spring and summer fashions, mainly camisoles and one-piece dresses, with a bit of retro style.

In order to set off the bright colors and mainstream styles of the clothing, the makeup of the models was plain and pure, like a plain black and white hanger.

Each of them has undergone professional training, with graceful posture and elegant movements, fully interpreting the connotation of each piece of clothing.

Xu Xiangbei and Qian Duoduo sat at the front of the runway, surrounded by some fashion critics, model agents, and fashion consultants from large companies. They sat leisurely in their chairs and enjoyed the wonderful catwalks of the models on the runway.

Xu Xiangbei was looking at the beauties on the catwalk with great interest. He was not interested in the clothes worn by the models, but in the unclothed parts.

He heard the babble of a woman next to him to his left.

"These outfits are not new at all, as if they were picked up from a garbage dump. This is designed by Italian Paul? I think he is old, and his ability to catch fashion trends is inversely proportional to his baldness. God , who designed this dress? Is that pullover design a child’s scarf? It was actually designed by Martha in France? Is Martha pregnant? It is said that women are pregnant for three years. It is really like this, I think She no longer needs to design clothes, she can go home and breastfeed full-time."

With a sharp and harsh voice, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help turning his head to look at him, and the other party was also looking at him from the side. They were like a pair of bombers meeting in the air, and their eyes collided suddenly.

It was a somewhat pretty beauty with exquisite makeup, wearing a yellow one-line suspender skirt, revealing a slender collarbone, but the curve below the collarbone was too flat, it was completely like an airport.

Xu Xiangbei hated the noise made by the other party, which affected his appreciation of beautiful women. Seeing that it was another flat-panel airport, he pouted with regret.

His expression obviously excited the other party.

The beauty in Huang Chang's eyes rolled her eyes and lightly touched Xu Xiangbei: "I'm sorry, are you also a fashion designer? Or do you make clothes?"

Xu Xiangbei tilted his body, didn't understand what the other party meant, so he replied truthfully: "No, I don't deal in clothing."

A contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of the beauty's mouth: "I'm relieved, look at the clothes on your body, these are street stalls, my God, who are you, with such low taste, wearing rubbish, and sitting on the catwalk In the first row below, are you here to mess things up? Or are you mentally retarded when you bully everyone in the audience?"

Good men don't fight with women, Xu Xiangbei was ridiculed by the other party for no reason, but he couldn't help but get angry, he just pretended not to hear and didn't like to talk to her.

The beauty had a victorious smile on her face, she actually disliked this girl's flat chest, and didn't care how she was dressed.

Qian Duoduo, who was next to him, leaned down and whispered: "Don't mess with her, she is Ouyang Jiahui, the editor-in-chief of the most popular magazine Yu Nu Ni Chang, she is a famous fashion critic, if you offend her, just in case you write it in her column That's bad."

Xu Xiangbei glanced at Ouyang Jiahui quietly from the corner of his eye, seeing that she was only focused on the runway and not paying attention to himself, so he was relieved.

(End of this chapter)