Urban Super Soldier King

A joke between the words, Wang Rong is very moved, the moment toward the women's clothing store on the inside.

Just now men's clothes are all decided by Wang Rong from the beginning to the end. Now it's the choice of women's clothes. Han Fei can't plug in any more. He can only wait on the side, but in the process, Han Fei is also a feast for the eyes.

The world famous brand is the world famous brand after all, which is far from the gold content of the stall goods. It seems that there is no special cloth. Once it is worn on Wang Rong's body, it immediately sets off her figure with concave convex.

Wang Rong changed several gowns before and after, each of which brightened Han Fei's eyes. If women are compared to wine, Lin Keke is now a fresh fruit wine, while Wang Rong is more mellow and intoxicating.

If you insist on using a word to describe Wang Rong at the moment, Han Fei can't think of anything else besides intoxication.

In the end, Wang Rong came out in a black evening dress. The black set off Wang Rong's skin like cream, and the figure curve was also reflected to the extreme under the unique cutting.

"Fei, what do you think of this dress?" Wang Rong gently looks at Han Fei and asks.

At this moment, Han Fei's Adam's apple is also wriggling. Although there are many beautiful models abroad, they are less graceful and flexible than Oriental beauties.

During his return to China, Wang Rong is the most mature and charming of all the women Han Fei has ever met. With this decent dress, Han Fei finally knows what it means to be beautiful. In other words, it gives people a feeling of motherhood.

"It's nice to wear this dress. Your husband's eyes are straight." The female shopping guide on the side immediately said that half of them are professional elements, and the other half is also sincerely surprised.

For her husband's address, Wang Rong didn't go to plead. She glanced at Han Fei and said, "don't you check out soon?"

Without saying a word, Han Fei quickly takes out the prepared bank card and hands it up. As soon as he swipes the card and carries the bag, Han Fei sees a familiar figure entering the luxury women's clothing store opposite.

Han Fei didn't expect to see muzixi here. After several contacts, he knew something about muzixi's family. In a single parent family, his mother brought her up alone.

It is because of the lack of financial well-off that I work in Wu Fang's bar. My outstanding appearance never lacks pursuers. I can easily capture a long-term meal ticket, but I am stubborn in work study program.

For this girl who has similar experience with Zhang Xue, Han Fei always holds a special feeling and treats her as a sister from the heart.

It's just that Muzi Xi is holding the arm of a middle-aged man at the moment. Although Han Fei doesn't know the identity of the man or the boss of the private enterprise, seeing Muzi Xi holding his arm, talking and laughing, with a look of intimacy, Han Fei feels like swallowing a fly.

Even ordinary white-collar workers can't afford to spend the money here. As a student of work study program, she can't afford to buy a dress here even if she saves enough money for one year with the income of Wu Fang bar.

In his previous contact with Jiang Tingting and others, he also knew that muzixi had no rich relatives at home, otherwise he would not have to go out to work part-time in such a university.

Wang Rong is a careful woman. Seeing Han Fei's ugly face, she grabs Han Fei's hand and says, "your friend?"

Han Fei is a little lonely. Maybe this dirty society doesn't allow the existence of the white lotus. Even if it once existed, it will be infected and assimilated by the reality sooner or later.

When any clothes are hard-working for a whole year can not afford to exist, those who adhere to and the bottom line seems to be instant meaningless.

Wang Rong's words also wake up Han Fei. For Muzi Xi, he is just a friend after all. Everyone has his own attitude and way of life. What right does he have to interfere in other people's lives.

"A friend." Han Fei said.

Wang Rong calmly smiles, then takes the shopping bag in Han Fei's hand, hugs his arm, and walks towards the parking lot in Han Fei's arms.

Han Fei didn't say anything all the way. Wang Rong guessed something. Then he comforted Han Fei and said, "what you see is not necessarily the truth. If you really care, why don't you ask directly?"

Han Fei reluctantly smile: "nothing, just an ordinary friend, everyone has their own ideas and lifestyle, why should I interfere in other people's lives?"

Wang Rong no longer talks much when she hears the speech. Some words are enough. Although she can see that Han Fei doesn't have that kind of love for that girl, women are selfish after all. When she sees one step, she always thinks of the result after ten steps.

It would be a good result if today's incident made them stop in the category of ordinary friends and cut off the possibility of friendship sublimation.

Life is like running water in a river. Even if a stone is thrown down to interfere with its flowing track for a short time, everything will be normal after the ripples are dispersed.

If the girl's nature is good, a stone will not affect her future trajectory, but if her heart can not resist the temptation, even if a stone temporarily interferes with her trajectory, it will still follow the wave to the original life path.

With Wang Rong's simple enlightenment, Han Fei's mood also eased a lot. Then he looked at Wang Rong and said, "sister Rong, can we go to the reception directly now?"

Wang Rong smiles: "don't worry. I've been busy all day. I'll take a shower in the hotel to mend my clothes first. If you are hungry, you can eat something first. Don't expect to be able to fill your stomach later."

Han Fei is clear, and drives directly to a business hotel. Haiya has several long-term rooms in this hotel. Now, taking a shower nearby can save her running so far home.

When Wang Rong changed clothes and put on light make-up, Han Fei was also surprised, and his unhappiness was also instantly dispersed.

"Silly eyes? Let's go. The reception will begin soon. " Wang Rong embraces Han Fei's arm and says.

Smelling the unique aroma from Wang Rong, Han Fei is also in high spirits. When this pair of beautiful men and women step on the Lamborghini, the passers-by around them are all in a daze.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this seems to be the peak of upper class life!

This reception was initiated by several owners in the business circle. Naturally, it's impossible to choose a public hotel. As a result, the atmosphere between them will always be destroyed by irrelevant people coming and going.

A private club has become the venue of the reception. Although the venue is relatively remote, the speed of Lamborghini is nothing more than blowing the wind.

In addition to some local entrepreneurs on the seashore, many businessmen on the ground of Jiangbei also shuttle among them.

Before he got to the door, he saw a group of women in formal clothes walking in and out with the men's arms beside them. The so-called upper class society is just like this in Han Fei's eyes.

In contrast, Han Fei still thinks that the brotherhood mentioned by boss Tang has more connotation. No matter how strong the periphery is, the core members will always be the four.

It's easy not to see each other on weekdays. When we meet, it's a pot of Longjing and a table of mahjong. When we rub cards and chat, it's time to make sure the big things.

It's worth mentioning that the fraternity's periphery is a yellow tie and a watch. As for the elder Tang and others, they wear a Tang suit and traditional Chinese cloth shoes. Those who can wear Tang suit are the symbol of status and status.

As for those who need famous brands and watches to support the scene, they are just mediocre little roles after all.

Although he thinks so, Han Fei is doing as the Romans do now. He just opened the door and stepped down. Just as a BMW just stopped, a middle-aged man with a big stomach came out.

Originally, when he saw the blinding Lamborghini, he wanted to come down to make it close.

But when Han Fei looked so young, he didn't have the shrewdness and philistine of businessmen. At the moment, his face changed and he sneered: "young man, it's better to be down-to-earth.

After another 20 or 30 years of hard work, you are barely qualified to enter this kind of cocktail party. It's hard to see that your stiff suit is a cost. Do you really think that you can hold someone's thigh and soar to the sky when you enter this rich door?

I can tell you clearly, it's impossible! Look, you're really willing to rent this car. Isn't it cheap to rent it for an hour? "

For this middle-aged man to open irony skills, Han Fei is also very helpless, now also lazy to pay attention to, directly went to the co pilot's seat to open the door for Wang Rong.

When Wang Rong walked out of the car, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed. Even if he was a Jiangbei guy and was not familiar with the people in the seaside business, he clearly felt a strong sense of dignity.