How Did I Become a God

The dance music is melodious, cheerful and full of rhythm. Jing Gao held the slender waist of the glamorous, sexy, Spanish beauty Connie Cruz in one hand, and held her soft hand in the other, gently swinging on the "dance floor".

Wenxiang Nephrite is in her arms, and the eyes of the exotic beauty are admiring and gentle.

It really makes every cell in the body active and cheering.

"Mr. Jing, you can just follow my rhythm." Connie Cruz put her hot and **** body close to Jing Gao without evasiveness, and said quietly and slowly in English.

Jing Gao doesn't know how to dance, even the simplest dance steps. When he was studying, ballroom dancing in school was outdated. Wenqing is no longer the mainstream on the university campus, Gao Fushuai is.

Connie Cruz had already seen it, dancing with Jing Gao. She is a model, and she is too familiar with the simple dance steps at the banquet.

As the dance music progressed, the cooperation between the two gradually came to a tacit understanding.

This is already the second dance music.

The dancing men and women had already vacated the center of the banquet hall, and they were all around them clapping and applauding. It was very lively.

After a song, as the last note fell, Jing Gao took the beautiful red and beautiful eyes of Connie Cruz's white and warm arms, came down together, and waved to the people around him who asked him to dance another song. Give them the dance floor.

"Mr. Well, you guys are great jumping." Connie Cruz's friend and blond beauty Helena Bea said with a smile. She was outside the crowd helping Connie Cruz to look at her high heels.

"Where, it's mainly because Connie dances very well." Jing Gao was in a good mood to compliment him, and lightly patted Connie Cruz's plump and soft butt.

It feels so good.

"Mr. Well..." Connie Cruz couldn't help but chattering with her big beautiful eyes. Jing Gao's move was too bold, making her feel as if she had been electrocuted.

Just now while dancing, Mr. Jing asked her: "The first time you have such close contact with a man?"

She nodded.

In fact, it doesn't count. Social dance parties, holding hands and hugs with boys, of course have been at her age. This is Europe. But for such a long hug, and she took the initiative to stick to him, this is indeed the first time.

I hugged him and danced two dances. I don't know if it's drunk, or does she know in her heart that she will be rushed by him in the end? I couldn't help but feel like a horse, and a different kind of emotion floated from the bottom of my heart, causing water marks in her eyes.

Jing Gao smiled, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Connie Cruz is still a rookie, and the two dancers jumped down and became a little emotional. He has been through the flowers for a long time, under the eyes of everyone, and there is still a major event in his heart, of course the engine did not ignite. Otherwise it's too embarrassing! He put his arms around the slender waist of the **** big beauty, and asked Dong Youwei, who didn't know when he was leaning over, to bring his mobile phone over, "Miss Bea, let's add a WeChat!"

With his left arm around the **** stunner who is pressing the beauties in the audience at this time, and then took the phone to find another blond beauty to ask for a WeChat ID. Jing Gao's style is very romantic, suave, and arrogant.

If you take a picture and put it on the Internet, you will be beaten to death: let go of that girl and let me come.

Of course Helena Bea was a little unhappy when she saw Jing Gao frivolously slap her friend's ass. Idaka didn't take Connie Cruz seriously. It feels similar to a plaything. But dare not refuse him. Bernard Arnault, the richest man in Europe, is crawling under his feet, and her father's business is probably not enough for him. Smiled and said: "Okay." Taking out the mobile phone from the handbag, he and Jing Gao added WeChat to each other.

She speaks Mandarin so well, of course, because she studied Sinology at the Normal University of Paris. As for WeChat, which is a national-level social software in China, she naturally has it. She has many Chinese friends.

Jing Gao was lighting his mobile phone, and the soldiers quietly walked over and nodded to Jing Gao. Everything is ready.

At this time, it was more than 40 minutes before Dong Lingxi, Ouyang Wan, and Chen Qingshuang left in the embassy car. He has finished preparations.

"It's nice to meet you, Miss Bea! Let's keep in touch." Jing Gao waved his mobile phone, let go of his hand on Connie Cruz's waist, and said warmly to her: "Goodbye, Connie! You are really very good. Mei. Thank you for dancing two dances with me. I feel very happy."

Seeing Jing Gao suddenly and without reluctance to turn around and leave, Helena Bea didn't react for a moment. this...

Connie Cruz followed two steps and shouted: "Mr. Well, your contact information..."

Jing Gao turned around and smiled at her, waved his hand, and left the banquet hall surrounded by Dong Youwei and the army.

He is not a narcissist. On the contrary, he is very self-aware. With his ordinary appearance, even with his huge prestige, power and capital at this time, a young and **** stunner like Connie Cruz came to the door, do you think people are in love with you?

This is too magical.

Obviously, as the adopted daughter of Pino, Connie Cruz is the "beauty resource" of the Pino family. And she either came by order or asked for something from him. Jing Gao knows this very well.

Therefore, there will be no fetters in his heart, and he walks very freely. The icing was eaten, and the shells returned.

Of course, he has to admit that this girl is pretty! Good figure thief. 1.77 meters, thirty-sixth, the convex and concave is extremely graceful. His two dances tonight are very cool. This is a very pleasant and beautiful encounter.

"Don't look, everyone is gone." Helena Bea gently took a good friend's hand, comforting her with a lost expression, "He is not for you."

Connie Cruz put on high heels, ordered a glass of red wine from the passing waiter, drank it, and said a little lonely: "Thank you. But, Helena, you don't understand." She was in a difficult situation with Helen. Na said.

Then, he looked at Helena Bea with a little jealousy. Exquisite and glamorous face, blonde hair and big blue eyes. This is a very charming French beauty! Everyone can tell that Jing Gao has a great affection for her. "Helena, can you teach me to use WeChat?"

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After Arthur Lagardère fled like a defeated dog, after the heavyweight guests had left, Pino was basically ready to rest. At this time, he was sitting on the west side of the second floor of the luxury villa, smoking a cigar, drinking iced whiskey, and reading a book before going to bed.

Actually, Jing Gao hasn't left yet. According to etiquette, he should wait instead of preparing to sleep. However, the report he heard not long ago was that Jing Gao was dancing with his adopted daughter Connie Cruz. She also had a fierce fight with a girl named Helena Bea.

Of course he won't wait any longer. All men, all understand. He was also young once, and it was a time of burning passion. Looking back, Jing Gao may not have time to say goodbye to him.

"Crack..."

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and Pino’s black translator and confidant David Lewis came in with an iPad and respectfully said: "Boss, Mr. Jing has left."

Little Pino is a little strange. This little thing needs to be reported? He introduced Connie Cruz to Jing Gao, and that's what he meant.

David Lewis hurriedly said: "Mr. Jing left alone. He did not take away the two beautiful ladies."

Pino couldn't help frowning slightly. Jing Gao's entourage and the women around him left, he certainly knew as the master. He thought that Jing Gao was going to spread everyone else out for the convenience of picking up girls, but now it seems that it may not be necessary.

Little Pino pondered for a while, a little understanding, and asked: "David, how do you think Arnault really wants to sign the contract with Jing Gao? Does he have other ideas?"

David Lewis did not answer, but directly asked: "Boss, do you want to make a call to remind Mr. Jing?" The answer to the boss's question is not easy to answer. Who can guess Arnault's mind?

However, he can be sure that the people who want Mr. Jing to die in Paris at this time are by no means a minority. The Zhaoze Group came back to life, which caused many people's expected income to go bankrupt.

And why is Mr. Jing's behavior tonight so weird? Maybe it's because of the wind!

However, the energy and bodyguard power of the Pinot family in Paris can completely help Mr. Jing avoid this assassination.

Little Pino thought for a while, with a cold light in his eyes, and slowly spit out a word from his mouth: "No."

Even though, he just made a profit of about 330 million euros with Jing Gao, but just like he sold Arthur Lagardère not long ago, he wants to sit back and watch. He does not regard Jing Gao as an "ally."

A dead "Mr. Well" or an injured "Mr. Well" makes it easier for him to grab more benefits. More than 330 million euros!

There is nothing wrong with Jing Gao's view of Pino, this is a very greedy person.

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At the same time ~www.readwn.com~ Bernard Arnault is located in a manor on the outskirts of Paris. As the richest man in Europe, he naturally bought a lot of land in the suburbs of Paris. It also has its own manor.

On the second floor of the manor house, Arnault was sitting alone on the sofa in the small living room, half asleep and half awake, watching the bright night view outside the window sill, the stars hanging in the upside down night. What a good night, it's perfect for killing people!

The housekeeper, old John, walked in from the outside and put a blanket on his owner. It was a bit cold in the middle of the night. He bowed and reported: "Master, there is news from the Pino Family Manor that Jing Gao takes his bulletproof version of Rolls. Les left."

Arnault sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I see. I will tell me the result later." What is the so-called Rolls-Royce bulletproof version? Do you think you can escape by arranging your suspicions and arranging your people to leave first?

It is not his people who did it tonight. The idea that he only moved yesterday, it is impossible to arrange it this evening. But he knows the details.

"Okay, sir." Old John gave a standard courtesy and turned to leave.

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