The Cold President's Best Master

On the top floor of the Shanghai sea center building, in the cold high places and places closed to the public, there are now a group of well-dressed young people.

A reception is being held here. Of course, the reception is only a name. It can also be called a dance or party. In short, it is not an activity that ordinary people can participate in. It is either rich or expensive, and it is all young people.

At the door of the activity hall, there stood a row of models, all of whom were heavily makeup, wearing high forked cheongsam, standing tall and graceful, with sweet professional smiles on their faces.

The door is facing an elevator. The entrance of the elevator is in the underground parking lot. It is said that it is not open to the public, but it is open to your childe and miss Kuo who have invitations. They get off in the underground parking lot and sit directly in the elevator to the top floor.

This society is like this. The most beautiful and comfortable place will never be shared by ordinary civilians. It has always been occupied by powerful and rich businessmen, just like the villas in many scenic spots, which are inhabited by dignitaries.

The elevator door opened, and from this exclusive elevator came out young men and women in luxurious clothes. Generally speaking, these men and women are the kind of tall, rich and handsome, white and rich and beautiful that people often say. One by one, they were arrogant, and their noses went up to the sky.

But every time those etiquette models see these arrogant, handsome and beautiful people, they bow down respectfully.

Tall, rich and handsome, tall, rich and handsome, they always have a long false eyelash and eyes on their eyes.

When those tall, rich and handsome walked inside, the models chattered: "do you see that tall handsome man just now? He is the heir of Yao's group. There are more than 40 department stores in their family, which is the famous diamond king in Shanghai!"

"Who doesn't recognize it? However, the handsome guy next to him is more awesome. He is the young master of Pengda real estate group. His family's assets are more than 6 billion. He drives Ferrari Enzo, nearly 5 million yuan!"

"Oh, compared with the last two, they are nothing! Do you see that they are Liu Zongrui of the Liu family and Jiang Huatang of the Jiang family. Their families are one of the four major families in Shanghai and Shanghai, with assets of 100 billion, and they are the eldest sons and heirs of the family. You don't see their cars in the parking lot. They are all tens of millions of luxury cars ！”

"And they are all super handsome. If only there was one who liked me, I wouldn't choose. I don't want Liu Zongrui and Jiang Huatang. It's OK to be Yao Baoliang of the Yao family alone! I really want to marry a rich family!"

"You, don't think about it. A noble childe like others is looking for a match for his wife. If you are like this, you are at best played by others!"

"Say me! You are different!"

These beautiful models were dizzy one by one. They looked at the men who seemed to reflect golden light, and wanted to jump into their arms immediately.

At this time, the elevator door opened again, and the etiquette models who gathered together hurriedly returned to their original position and showed their professional smile again.

When the people in the elevator came out, these tall etiquette models bowed one after another.

This time, two young men and a young woman came out of the elevator.

A young man in his early twenties looks like the legendary pig Bajie. Although he looks ridiculous, he looks very tall in Italian customized suits. Although he looks like a pig crown, these thin eyed models recognize that this is a customized suit, which costs millions, All cast reverent eyes.

In addition, the girl, dressed in a black evening dress customized by France, perfectly outlined her tall and slim figure. Her bright and moving face, plump figure and a touch of heroic spirit between her eyebrows are the most beautiful among all the rich ladies at the reception this evening, Even these models who are famous for their beauty also show a look of shame.

In addition to these two people, the third man's dress surprised all these models.

In terms of appearance, the man in his early twenties should be the most handsome of all the male guests, but his clothes surprised all the models.

The man was wearing an Armani suit, which fitted him well and made him handsome.

But the problem is that this is not an ordinary cocktail party. It is a party for the top rich children in Shanghai. People with a fortune of less than 1 billion are embarrassed to come. For children above this level, no one wears brands at all. Those famous brands outside are actually used to force the middle class. It is very humiliating and degrading to wear brand clothes on this occasion, Because these billions of children are dressed by fashion masters in France, Italy and other places!

Lu Chong frowned when he saw the models looking at him and asked Zhu Jiaxiang, "little pig, why are they looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

Zhu Jiaxiang smiled bitterly and said, "brother-in-law, just call me piggy at home. Come here and call my name!"

Lu Chong asked in wonder, "I'm just calling your name. Isn't your surname Zhu? Aren't you younger than me? I'll call you Xiao Zhu!"

Zhu Jiaxiang said with a bitter smile, "brother-in-law, can you change your name?"

Lu Chong said with a smile, "I know what to call you, little watch!"

Zhu Jiaxiang almost vomited blood: "brother-in-law, why do you scold me!"

Lu Chong smiled: "aren't you my cousin, aren't you a boy, so I call you little watch, that's right!"

Zhu Jiaxiang cried and laughed: "this is too ugly!"

Lu Chong said with a smile, "well, choose one between the little watch and the pig?"

Zhu Jiaxiang smiled helplessly and said, "then Xiao Zhu!"

When Lu Chong walked into the hall, suddenly a man came out of the hall and shouted at him, "son of a bitch! How dare you come here!"

Lu Chong took a closer look. It turned out that it was Li Huatang who broke his finger. Well, it should be called Jiang Huatang now.

Li Huatang heard a familiar voice outside just now. He looked sideways, because Lu Chong didn't wear the worn vest, but wore an Armani. He didn't recognize it, but soon, he saw Lin Yujing holding Lu Chong's arm and suddenly remembered that this boy was Lu Chong, the one he hated to the bone!