Gossip King

Gao Leng felt faintly uneasy in his heart. Although Xiao Leng's mother had a smile on her face and the corners of her mouth rose very kindly, her eyes were snobbish and sharp, sweeping Gao Leng's body all over.

"The young man is really handsome and sunny." Xiao Leng's mother smiled and opened her mouth, her eyes fell on Mu Xiao Leng's arm that was holding Gao Leng tightly. Xiao Leng has always been very indifferent to the opposite sex. This is her first time. Seeing Mu Xiao Leng expressing her admiration and affection for him without any scruples in public, she saw her hand resting on Gao Leng’s arm very naturally, her body leaning docilely against Gao Leng, and her face slightly raised. The entire gaze was stuck on Gao Leng's body.

It was the female college who did not stay here. Xiao Leng’s mother couldn’t help but smiled. There is a young girl in the family, and Mu Xiao Leng is in love, but I don’t know where the young man comes from, what’s the family situation, but I can come. Those who attended Huang Cong’s birthday party, presumably the family would not be worse off, so Xiao Leng’s mother asked directly: “What kind of business does the young man’s family do? Where is it now?”

When Gao Leng heard it, the dark feeling was not good. This was the first time I met to ask about my family background, but I didn't ask anything else about it. Those who came up to ask about economic strength were a bit too utilitarian.

"Hello Auntie, my name is Gao Leng, and I am working at Xingsheng Magazine." Gao Leng replied, neither humble nor overbearing. Not everyone is born a rich second generation. He can eat by his own ability, and he can also rely on himself in the future. Ability to make a career.

"Oh, holding Xingsheng, Xingsheng is a very big magazine in China. It's not bad!" Little Leng's mother was totally wrong. No wonder, who would have thought that Gao Leng was just an ordinary office worker on this occasion?

Gao Leng was about to explain, when there were a lot of people nearby, a loud voice came over: "Mr. Yan, it's been a long time since I saw you, is this wine good for taste?"

Mr. Yan is Xiao Leng's mother, Yan Zhonghui, a well-known strong woman in Chinese real estate.

Xiao Leng’s mother had flowers on her face as soon as she heard the sound. She turned her head and raised her glass to greet her: "Xiao Huang, it’s been a long time since I saw you. Thank you for coming to my real estate last time to help me warm up. , Do you know? You went to my real estate and stood there for a short while. What's more, the real estate that the national husband likes, h h h h h h, hundreds of units were sold at once! Sales hit A new high!"

Huang Cong came over to toast, followed by the beautiful women behind him, raising their wine glasses one by one, and as Huang Cong symbolically raised their glasses, they shouted: "Yan is good." The call was crisp Add neatly, and then toast together, gurgling, seven or eight girls drank the big glass of white wine as if they were drinking boiling water.

This momentum means that Xiao Leng's mother Yan always looks like a woman, not to mention other men.

"Uncles, why are you standing here? Go to the red bar. It’s quiet." Huang Cong said loudly, waved to several bosses not far away: "The Korean artists who just danced, in the red bar. Here are you guys, and these few, these are my friends, they are all heroes of the wine! Don’t underestimate the uncles, they won’t be drunk or go home!"

Everyone laughed. The excitement was extraordinary. Not to mention, the DJ's style was really not suitable for these middle-aged and elderly people.

"Xiao Huang has your dad's style. He also knows to make a quiet place for our older generation. It's not bad, not bad."

"I see you on the entertainment section all the time these days, and the girls around you are too diligent. Come to my uncle and my uncle will introduce you to a good girl, my daughter, who just returned from studying in the United States."

"My daughter has just returned from England. I think you like pipe music. She is a master of blowpipe. You promise to be able to talk."

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Gao Leng silently looked at this group of entrepreneurs of the older generation, who are also regarded as highly respected entrepreneurs, and masters of flute, they were also drunk. But who doesn't want to be such a good in-law? This is the only son of the richest man.

Yan Zhonghui's expression was a little annoyed, she glanced at Mu Xiao Leng, but unfortunately, Xiao Leng is so beautiful, isn't it much better than his girlfriends? Why did you fall in love after only two months? she thinks.

"Come on, dear uncles and aunts, we are advanced to the beach red tavern. This row of small wooden houses is very well built, especially the sea view this evening, which has a different taste, and the red wine in it is bought from a friend's winery. Uncles and aunts tasted the best red wine, and they found it delicious, so they told the waiter that I had a few hundred barrels of this kind, and I had just airlifted it over, and I would ask someone to send it to the house." Huang Cong led to the old one. The generation went straight to the row of cabins by the sea, and Gao Leng was secretly delighted. It seemed that he could get in.

As long as you go in once, and then in and out, no one will check the invitation letter.

Huang Cong walked in front, Gao Leng and Xiao Leng followed the crowd, and smoothly entered the tightly guarded beach red tavern. After all, Huang Cong led the team and surrounded by real bosses, the security would not be stupid. Check the invitation letter.

When they arrived in front of the row of wooden houses, the big guys all had their own small circles. They picked the wooden houses one after another and went in one after another. The cold eyes fixed on the big guys on the satellite TV, and they saw them. Walking straight to the wooden house painted in sky blue in the middle, the artist beside him was the Korean singer Liu Yan.

It seems that this Korean star is very competitive, Gao Leng thought, dragging Mu Xiao Leng to quickly follow, and walked into the wooden house together.

The interior of the wooden house is very large, about five hundred square meters. It is like a small bar, with soft music playing. There are musicians singing nostalgic songs on the stage. When the high cold enters, the few big guys sit Next to the sofa by the sea, I saw the big windows on the side of the wooden house, and the black ocean looked magnificent. Liu Yan sat on the side of the sofa with a decent smile on her face. The interpreter on the side was saying something, which made the big guys laugh.

Gao Leng pulled Mu Xiao Leng to sit on a round table in the distance, and immediately a waiter came over to deliver the good red wine. At this moment, Li Hanhan and Li Chenge also walked in, and the gold medal agent Yuan Jinhua followed them. Later, the three waved at the big men of the satellite TV and walked straight over.

It seemed that Li Chenge was helping this Li Hanhan tie the line, Gao Leng couldn't help but feel sorry for Lin Zhi. She was unlucky enough to see such a man.

Liu Yan turned her head and looked at Li Hanhan, her eyes were full of competition. Liu Yan was sexy, but Li Hanhan's innocence and pleasantness were not inferior. At this time, one of the TV stars, Laoji, stood up. After shaking hands with Li Chenge, he walked to another sofa, while Liu Yan and Li Hanhan got up and followed him.

Laoji is the director system of "Pretty Sister" on a certain satellite TV. It seems that he has to choose one of them. At present, Li Hanhan has a good chance of winning.

Go cold and understand why Li Hanhan's gold-plated agent chose Li Chenge to pull the line. This old Ji and Li Chenge have a little bit of a relationship, but the show "Pretty Sister" is not exactly what Lin Zhi wants to participate in?

Before Gao coldly thought about it, Liu Yan suddenly got up and went straight to the performance area. After turning around and saying something to the musicians, a burst of **** and dense drums sounded, and hot dance music flooded the entire space.

"To President Ji, and all the brothers here." Liu Yan's unskilled Chinese sounded in the air, very **** and charming, she turned her back to Laoji's direction, and her electric hips trembled. She was originally a miniskirt. , Even the **** were exposed a little, she turned around again, her voice brightened.

Slender high-heeled shoes walked charming catwalks, singing and walking in the direction of Laoji. As he walked, he pulled down the sling on his body, and his figure became even more exhilarating.

Liu Yan's agent, who was sitting in another position, nodded appreciatively.

The curtain of fighting for tonight has been opened.