Chapter 141: Dress Up
He listened to Nvidia's words, thought for two or three seconds, took the photo in his hand, stood up from his chair, and then said, "Okay."
When answering this question, his face was extremely serious, without any trace of nonchalance.
Ying Wei Da knew that he agreed. After hearing his answer, he actually breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he looked him over and said to the secretary behind him, "Take him to the clothing store to change into some decent clothes." He paused for a few seconds and then said, "Then take him to the barber shop to shave his yellow hair and let the stylist give him a good look."
Zhou Shiran was standing aside. When he heard these words, he knew clearly that they were looking down on him for being shabby. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After hearing Nvidia's instructions, Nvidia's secretary naturally replied, "Okay, Mr. Ying."
After the secretary answered, Zhou Shiran didn't stay there for long and walked straight forward.
Of course, the people from Nvidia followed behind him.
Afterwards, the two went to a clothing store and bought two sets of clothes, and then went to a barber shop to shave their hair.
The moment he walked out of the styling shop, the image of a gangster disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Shiran is not bad looking. His mother must be quite pretty to be able to become the mistress of a man like Ying Wei Da.
So Zhou Shiran, with a shaved head, revealed a pair of eyebrows and eyes. His eyebrows and eyes looked very sharp, but his nose bridge was high and his eyebrows were sharp, which made him look very bold and unruly.
The secretary looked at Zhou Shiran at this moment and felt that he was completely different from the person who had just entered.
Zhou Shiran sneered twice and asked Nvidia's secretary, "How is it? Should you be satisfied?"
The secretary said no more, after all, her work was done.
After Zhou Shiran separated from NVIDIA's secretary, he naturally went to the bar in the evening. When he walked into the bar, his younger brother didn't recognize him at first. When Zhou Shiran sat down in a booth reserved by his younger brother, suddenly four or five people rushed over.
They crowded around Zhou Shiran, looking back and forth at his face and the formal suit he was wearing. Then, someone asked loudly, "Brother Zhou! Why do you look like a fool?"
"Looking like a dog" is not a nice word, and it's not even used that way.
Zhou Shiran, who was sitting in the booth, raised his foot and put it on the coffee table. The next second, he kicked the little brother with his other foot.
The little brother was kicked to the ground by him. Fortunately, he did not use much force in his kick, so the little brother quickly got up from the ground after falling.
Zhou Shiran looked at his miserable state, a smile on his face as he asked, "Can you even speak? What the hell are you doing? Am I a fucking dog?"
When the younger brother heard what he said, he knew clearly that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly apologized like a lackey, moved closer to him, and handed him a cigarette: "Brother Zhou, I was wrong. Please don't be angry."
In this short period of time, more people gathered around. Some people saw Zhou Shiran's appearance and asked, "Brother Zhou, you look like this. Did you go abroad for further studies?"
"Brother Zhou, you look so handsome like this. Won't all the girls in this bar tonight be fascinated by you?!"
Zhou Shiran listened to their eager questions with a sneer on his face. He stuffed a cigarette into his mouth and was about to light it with a lighter the next second. A younger brother next to him saw the cigarette in his mouth and hurriedly came over with the cigarette and carefully lit it for him.
As nicotine swirled in Zhou Shiran's mouth, he leaned his head back on the sofa, like a god.
A younger brother who was very close to him sat next to him and asked, "Brother Zhou, did you get that girl?"
The young man thought that the big change in his appearance was because he got a girlfriend.
But after hearing what his younger brother said, Zhou Shiran's face instantly turned cold. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the fierceness in his eyes was like bursting iron flowers.
The younger brother noticed something was wrong at a glance, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just watched carefully.
After hearing the question from the younger brother, Zhou Shiran sneered and took the cigarette out of his mouth. He whispered, "Let's change the subject."
This was a topic he obviously didn't want to mention.
How could the other brothers not see the problem? So they quickly changed the subject and said, "Brother Zhou, there are a few girls here today, and they are foreigners. Do you want to try them?"
"And here comes a bottle of good wine. Let's drink it together, brothers."
Now Zhou Shiran has completely lost interest in women.
He said coldly, "A good bottle of wine."
The people around him saw what he was thinking, so they stopped talking and asking why he went to the bar, carried out the bottle of good wine, and then carried out several other boxes of wine.
After seeing the wine on the table, Zhou Shiran picked up a bottle and blew it directly.
Because his image had changed, the way he blew the wine was full of arrogance.
In the bar and on the dance floor, many women's eyes were directed at him.
But Zhou Shiran ignored everything around him. He just wanted to get drunk today.
So he drank very fiercely, so fiercely that his younger brothers beside him were a little scared when they saw his reckless drinking method, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.
In just half an hour, Zhou Shiran's eyes were red from drinking.
He was drinking happily when he suddenly picked up the bottle in his hand and slammed it on the table. He kicked the coffee table hard and cursed, "Fuck you!"
His sudden madness made everyone stand there quietly.
Zhou Shiran opened his eyes and stared ahead, his eyes red and fierce.
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In the villa, Shen Sangsang was sitting on the sofa flipping through a magazine after taking a shower, but she accidentally fell asleep halfway through the magazine.
In the evening, Shen Yuehuai came out of the study after finishing his work and walked into the room. When he saw the person lying on the sofa, after looking at her for a few seconds, he walked towards her and then stopped beside her.
The light in the room was not very bright, even a little dim.
The dim light cast Shen Yuehuai's shadow on the girl on the sofa. Shen Yuehuai looked at her for a long time. He bent down and reached out to touch the cheek of the person on the sofa.
It's cold.
Apparently the air conditioner in the room was turned on too high. Shen Yuehuai frowned, reached out and gently picked the person up from the sofa.
Shen Sangsang was completely asleep, so she had no consciousness at all, with her hands and feet hanging naturally.
Shen Yuehuai held the person in his arms and walked towards the other end of the bed.
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