Su Ran looked around and saw Bai Bing and more than a dozen short and fat girls holding scarves and taking photos at the railing of Bingjiang Road. Among them were girls with squinty eyes, pockmarked faces, short and fat girls, and a 2-meter-tall female giant. They were talking and laughing with Bai Bing, showing their deep sisterly love.
Su Ran counted, one, two, three, four, five... ten, eleven?
Su Ran turned her head in fear and looked at Nai Xiao, saying, "Are these your eleven good sisters?"
Nai Xiao nodded: "Yes, that's them. Didn't you say you're not obsessed with appearance? You care about inner beauty, right? What's wrong? Are you contradicting yourself now?"
"I..." Su Ran forced a smile, "I'm just a little surprised. After all, I just consider you my friends."
"whispering sound……"
Nai Xiao despised.
The word "friend" instantly draws a line between us.
"All men are the same."
"Men are all the same. Women, if I were a short 150cm tall person, and you were changing clothes in my cloakroom just now, and I saw you, wouldn't you feel really bad about it?"
Nai Xiao didn't say anything and just strode over there.
Apparently.
He's handsome, so I can comfort myself that it's not a loss.
If you are ugly, you will regret it so much and lose so much.
As the saying goes, we are afraid that the poor will see it and the rich will not see it.
It is a truth.
…
Nai Xiao walked over and whispered something in Bai Bing's ear. Bai Bing chuckled and waved to Su Ran in front of her: "Su Ran, come here quickly. I'll introduce Yi Fei to you."
this……
Su Ran looked at the female giant next to Bai Bing.
Daunting.
It’s better not to have this Yifei.
It's not that I'm a face lover, but I had too high expectations and was greatly disappointed.
well……
Su Ran sighed and forced a smile, "Coming." He ran up with a smile and came to the front of the line.
It was as if Stephen Chow was standing in the landlady's house in "Kung Fu Hustle" and facing that group of misfits.
Bai Bing leaned against the railing, crossed her legs under her skirt, and said with a smile: "What's wrong, don't you like it?"
Su Ran said overly politely: "I like it, we are all friends."
Bai Bing chuckled, took a step forward, walked up to Su Ran, reached out and pulled at his T-shirt, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear: "You stupid bastard, I was kidding you."
“???”
"This is a hired actor. Look how scared you are."
"this……"
"Come on, they're waiting for you over there."
Without waiting for Su Ran to speak, Bai Bing pulled Su Ran and walked towards the other end of Binjiang Road.
Nai Xiaozeze transferred the money to the ten actors, and the ten actors left happily.
…
Su Ran was dragged to a place not far ahead by Bai Bing with a nervous mood. It was not until he saw those ten people that Su Ran breathed a sigh of relief and a sincere smile appeared on his face.
There were five girls sitting on two rows of benches not far ahead.
"Let's go."
"Well……"
With so many girls around at once, Su Ran felt a little shy.
When they came up to him, the ten girls all turned off their phones and looked up at Su Ran.
This situation is super embarrassing.
After introducing each other, Su Ran nodded: "I remember everything."
As for whether I remembered it or not, of course I didn’t. How could I remember all ten girls at once?
Who cares? If you don’t remember it, you don’t remember it. You’ll remember it slowly in the future anyway.
The next scene was passers-by watching Su Ran and twelve girls walking from Binjiang Road to the Wild Mushroom Soup Pot and ordering a large private room.
If you don’t know, you might think it’s a chicken head.
After eating the hot pot, Su Ran took a few taxis to take them back to their residence.
Originally, Su Ran came here for work, so he didn't intend to do anything to them. Besides, Su Ran didn't have kidneys in his body. Twelve people? I'm afraid they would be exhausted to death.
Su Ran created a group and invited all twelve people in so that they could get to know each other better in the future.
After all, I have real face blindness now and I have forgotten my name.
…
For the next three days, Su Ran stayed in Jiangning.
On the fourth day, Su Ran set out on a daily journey again, this time to Hangzhou.
Because last night, Shan Weizi called and said that his father was beaten.
"Really?"
Su Ran's true reaction at that time, with a hint of what kind of hero did this?
“…”
Shan Weizi was speechless.
After all, Shan Weizi is Shan Zhentian's daughter and a close relative. It's not like she committed murder or arson. It's just that her parents are divorced. It's not like they will never have any contact with each other for the rest of their lives.
As time went by, I gradually became less angry.
Su Ran asked Shan Weizi what was going on.
Shan Weizi explained the whole process...
Basically, Shan Zhentian had made a "misjudgment" not long ago. He helped a wealthy man look at a painting by Wu Daozi of the Wu School and claimed it was an authentic one.
The tycoon thought he had found a bargain and spent more than 9 million to buy it, hoping to make tens of millions by selling it.
As a result, one day when I was looking at this painting with other people, they could tell it was fake at first glance.
The rich man didn't believe it, so he asked many experts to authenticate it and confirmed that it was a fake.
This made the rich man very angry, and he thought that Shan Zhentian and the painting seller were conspiring to cheat him.
So they found Shan Zhentian and asked him about this. Shan Zhentian patted his chest and said that what he had authenticated was indeed authentic. The reason why this painting was fake was that maybe the rich man had swapped it.
Anyway, Shan Zhentian refused to admit that he had made a mistake and put all the blame on the other party.
In fact, it is normal. Everyone has different standpoints. If Shan Zhentian admits that he made a mistake, it means that his position in the painting world will fall.
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