Chapter 973 I am the bait

Jingshu's usual dressing style is based on comfort and safety. She must wear two layers of bulletproof vests under her big cotton-padded jacket. So although her face is fair and beautiful, her figure is actually very bloated.

In addition, she usually wears a gas mask, so the elite bodyguards rarely see her.

But today, Jingshu was only wearing an extremely noble convertible dress that outlined her perfect figure. She also had her hair combed into a princess style and wore a princess crown inlaid with diamonds.

She is noble, luxurious and extremely beautiful, especially her fair and delicate skin, which shows her beauty, just like the spotless Snow White.

Such beautiful people were rare before the end of the world, let alone after the end of the world. Being clean is better than 99% of people.

Such a beautiful princess has never been seen in this poor place of Mars. She is the brightest star next to Mr. Zhou.

In the corner, people from several other forces were holding cups of boiled water and whispering to each other.

"Oh my god, here comes a fat sheep. If we rob him, I guarantee he will be a sure thing."

"How do you say that?"

"Look at what Her Royal Highness is wearing. It's so complicated and heavy, her jewelry must weigh over ten pounds. Although diamonds and gold aren't very valuable, they can still be exchanged for a lot of money here. And when she walks, someone has to hold up her skirt. Her high heels are so clumsy and heavy. She looks so delicate. I think even if something happened, she would just burst into tears, hahahaha."

"But in Massenet, no one is allowed to rob."

"Indeed, but they will always go somewhere else."

"Go and find out what they are here for."

News of the Chinese tycoons coming to Mars spread like wildfire, and these Chinese were actually planning to release tons of beer at the trade fair tomorrow night!

Mr. Zhou is currently discussing with Mas’ official diplomat, Mamahas, about the official trade conference to be held tomorrow night.

When introducing Jingshu, Mr. Zhou said proudly: "This is my eldest daughter, Zhou Shushu."

Mamahas was a middle-aged man with a long beard and dressed in white cloth, a typical Arab look. He smiled and greeted, "Your daughter looks absolutely beautiful."

When Mr. Zhou introduced other people, he obviously lacked a lot of enthusiasm. "This is my son."

Mamahas looked at the row of seven or eight tall and strong men who looked like bodyguards and couldn't help but sigh. There's a saying in China that goes, "A dragon gives birth to nine sons, each one is alike." The difference was quite big. "They don't look like his sons, but more like a group of bodyguards."

But he still said politely, "Your sons are very good-looking." But he had no other words of praise, he was at a loss for words.

Speaking of this Mr. Zhou, I get angry too. You say that when playing role-playing games, he can even find a decent suit from the pirate leader, but why are these men still dressed sloppily?

The most handsome bodyguard in the team has no fighting ability, and those with strong fighting ability don't look suitable for the rich second generation. Taking a step back, you can't let Yang Yang, who has no fighting ability, be his son, right? If he is arrested, he will be arrested for real.

The one I am most satisfied with is Jingshu. I didn’t expect that the usually low-key Jingshu would look so stunning after dressing up, wearing all those luxury items.

At this moment, many people in the bodyguard team looked at Jing Shu eagerly, drooling. They were really going to let her live. Jing Shu was so beautiful! Is this the legendary funding group?

Dahuangya was picking his teeth without any image at this time. He was playing the role of a slacker secretary. After all, he had no looks and no skills, so he could only be a secretary. He said to the stunned young man:

"See? I used to be skeptical when actors brought their own luxury goods worth billions to the set, but now I believe it. Jing doesn't even have to play the role of a young lady. Now I want to know what Jing doesn't bring with her when she goes out."

At this time, Nannan was holding Jingshu's skirt to prevent her three-meter-long skirt from dragging on the ground. She was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. Why did she have to play the role of Jingshu's maid?

But there was no other way. As a medical soldier, she should have stayed on board and waited for orders, or followed behind.

She didn't want to feel invisible, so she said she could play a role. Jingshu said she was still short of a maid to serve tea and water and lift skirts.

When Mr. Zhou saw it, he thought that a rich family's daughter must have such a configuration, so he let her come.

In this contrast, Nannan is like an ugly duckling following behind the noble swan—

What does it mean to be a wealthy person? If a wealthy person doesn't squander money, is he still a wealthy person? How can he attract prey then?

So Jingshu stretched out her fair and tender little hand, twisted the multi-carat diamond ring on her hand, and said coquettishly:

"Father, I want all sorts of jewelry and rare items at the trade fair tomorrow night. I heard there are diamond cars and gold toilets here, and I want them all. We have so much food and drink at home that we can't use it all, so we can take it all in exchange. Besides, didn't we bring a lot of cigarettes this time?"

Old Zhou smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Shushu." He turned to Mamahas and said, "You can see that my daughter wants all kinds of rare treasures. What are supplies? We have plenty. The most important thing is not to let her down."

Mamahas smiled and nodded, thinking, "How dare someone compete with us in wealth? I'll show you tomorrow night." But then he said, "Okay, okay, your daughter is so straightforward. I'll arrange for all the famous merchants nearby to come and bring out their goodies so we can trade."

After discussing some details, Jingshu suddenly asked, "Is it safe here? You know, we brought dozens of ships' worth of supplies, and there are even dozens of ships' worth of food. If we bring back so much, and someone dares to rob us, we'll be really scared."

Jingshu's voice was quite loud, at least people around her could hear it. It didn't matter if they couldn't understand it, she knew she was being recorded.

After hearing these words, many people's breathing became hot.

Mamahas had a headache and wanted to cover the mouth of this stupid princess. As Mas's official diplomat, he least wanted to see any robbery happen. After all, he wanted to stay in this position for a few more years.

Mr. Zhou took out a cigarette and handed it over, smiling kindly, "No, this is Mars. All gun activities are prohibited. Otherwise, you will be punished by the United Nations."

Mamahas took the cigarette and started smoking, intoxicated by it. The charming smell of cigarette spread to every seat in the hall. Everyone inhaled the intoxicating fragrance addictedly. How many years has it been since they tasted the flavor of such a premium cigarette?

Miss Zhou said—