Chapter 527 I Can’t Afford to Provoke That Person
He was really angry. The young Lei Zhen had several goddesses in his heart, such as Guan Meiren, Xinxin, Zixia Fairy and so on.
There was also a teacher named Bai. Although I didn’t know what he looked like, he accompanied me through many impulsive nights of my youth.
He remembered clearly that the walls of his bedroom were covered with their posters and calendars, all looking at him lovingly.
There's no way. Even though we know that these are professional mistresses, which boy can forget the plump and sexy aunt next door?
For several generations, Muto Ran is the enlightenment teacher of life, and these goddesses are the mentors of budding love.
"Kneel down, useless thing."
Lei Zhen sneered and continued to hit the second shot.
“Bang!”
Old Liu was so scared that he collapsed to the ground again and kept begging.
But Brother Zhen has already started playing, so it won’t end so soon.
One shot after another, if one of them went astray, Lao Liu would have his brain splattered and die on the spot.
Lady Guan understood the situation, picked up a hand towel and came over to wipe the sweat off Lei Zhen's forehead, which was not there at all.
Those particularly large peach blossom eyes were full of affection, as if at this moment she had fallen into the pure masculine dominance.
"How many balls did I hit?" Lei Zhen pinched her tender face.
"7 balls." said Guan Meiren.
"Almost done." Lei Zhen threw away the club and sat back on the sofa.
Lady Guan immediately served a cup of tea, being more obedient than ever before.
As for Old Liu, after he let out a long breath, he no longer cared about his status and image and just knelt down obediently.
"Seven goals, 20 million each." Lei Zhen said with a smile, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for Brother Xiong."
Old Liu's bloody face twitched violently, and he nodded repeatedly in admission.
"140 million. I'll round it up for you. 200 million isn't too much, right?"
"Not too much, not too much."
"Okay, now get out your checkbook."
“Yes, yes, yes…”
Lao Liu took out his checkbook and wrote down the amount of 200 million.
This is a cash check. You can take it to the bank to exchange it. It is much more convenient than carrying cash.
"Okay, I'm not the type to kill anyone. Just don't mess with me again, or else it'll be hard to say."
"Thank you, Dark Emperor. Thank you, Dark Emperor."
"Send Brother Xiong out."
“…”
Ziyadong and his group carried Lao Liu out and left.
"Miss Guan, how do you feel?" Lei Zhen asked with a smile, "Are you a little attracted to me? As the saying goes, a slut loves a hero. The more slutty you think you are, the more heroic I am."
The lewd words immediately made Lady Guan blush. She wanted to act coquettishly but felt it was not appropriate, so she could only lower her head shyly.
"Take it."
Lei Zhen handed her the cash check.
"Give me?"
"What else?"
“I, I…”
Lady Guan was so surprised that she didn't know what to say. It was 200 million yuan, and the other party just gave it to her casually.
"Relationships between people must be built on trust. If I say I'll help you get rich, I'll definitely keep my word." Lei Zhen pinched her chin and smiled, "200 million to buy you out as my girlfriend, okay?"
"This is a bit too..."
"I hate women who act like bitches and pretend to be virtuous."
"Can!"
Money is real. For people like Guan Meiren, they make a living by their looks. They leave one rich businessman and go to another without stopping.
Coming and going, in and out, it's all about money.
They have a clear understanding of their own positioning: if they can marry into a wealthy family, they will do so; if they can't, the more they have, the better.
"Come on, tell me about your past boyfriends and how much assets your family has."
"Mr. Lei, it's all in the past."
"Call me Daddy."
"Great dad..."
Lei Zhen has always been clear about making money.
There are many ways to harm the wealthy people in Hong Kong, but he chose the most shameful way: blackmailing his ex-boyfriend by posing as his current boyfriend.
If you want to know why Brother Zhen is so despicable, it’s because he is a gangster.
Jiang Tianyang knew exactly what happened in the box, but he said nothing and let the other party do whatever they wanted.
"Mr. Jiang, the Dark Emperor has gone too far." The prince reported.
"He's the boss, so it's normal for him to go overboard." Jiang Tianyang said, holding a cigar between his legs. "We should give him due respect. He's an honored guest after all."
"yes."
"Prince, how long will the beauty pageant last?"
"About twenty minutes."
"Okay, which one does Mr. Liu like?"
"Numbers 8 and 21."
"Okay, arrange for someone to help Lei Zhen pick four."
"yes."
Jiang Tianyang, biting a cigar, stood on a high place and stared at the beauty pageant scene, his eyes fell on Master Liu in the judges' seat.
…
Beauty pageants are about selecting women for the bosses.
Being beautiful is an advantage, but the financial backer behind you is the key to whether you can become famous.
Most of the contestants running for election on stage know this, otherwise they would not come to participate in such an event.
Of course, there are also those who are aloof, but the price of being aloof is that they will never be able to make a name for themselves.
The beauty pageant was about to end, and the prince brought two employees into the box.
"Mr. Lei, Mr. Jiang has instructed that you will be the first to select the 32 beauties, and only those left over from your selection will be left for others."
"so good?"
"Of course, Mr. Lei should be allowed to choose the good things first." The prince said with a smile, "It is also the intention of our Mr. Jiang."
"We have to give Mr. Jiang face, hahaha."
Lei Zhen laughed, he liked this mode.
The beauty pageant hasn't ended yet, but all the beauties have already been assigned. It's straightforward and quite violent, without any twists and turns.
As expected, high-end circles use the most primitive social methods.
"This is number 8, a mixed-race girl. Her grandfather is Chinese, her grandmother is Portuguese, her maternal grandfather is British, and her grandmother is Argentinian..."
Yes, this is really good!
She is 1.8 meters tall, with fair skin and three-dimensional facial features. She stands out among the 32 beauties and is the most eye-catching one.
"Okay, okay, I have it."
Lei Zhen nodded and also liked this mixed-race beauty.
"These are No. 14 and No. 21. No. 14's ancestors have a title, while No. 21 is a local. In comparison..."
"Adults don't make choices, they take everything."
“…”
Following the prince's suggestion, Lei Zhen picked four at once, all of which were the best.
Especially No. 8 and No. 21, even the most picky people have to admit that they are two beauties.
The beauty pageant ended, and as expected, No. 8 and No. 21 won the championship and runner-up respectively, and the other beauties were also assigned.
"Daddy, will you dislike me anymore now that you have them?" Miss Guan pouted, looking pitiful.
"I like you? Sorry, I just think of you as a goddess!"
This sentence made Lady Guan laugh uncontrollably, and she snuggled up to Lei Zhen's arms, teasing him in subtle ways.
As expected of a big star, she quickly got into the role of girlfriend.
Soon, four beauties were brought into the box.
At the same time, in another box, Master Liu was furious because the beauty sent here was not the one he chose.
"What about numbers 8 and 21?"
"Jiang Tianyang, are you kidding me?"
I have never been fooled like this before. Mr. Liu’s eyes are enough to kill!
"Mr. Liu, I'm really sorry, but I can't afford to offend that person..."
Jiang Tianyang looked helpless and apologized to Master Liu.
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