Yang Ming remembers that foreigners are very good at playing, of course they are particularly interested in these Westerners, bars and parties. Even if they are all a group of technical mates now, they are still very relaxed.

He chose a very famous nightclub in the local area and went to bombard it together. In the eyes of these people, Yang, as the major shareholder, was very generous and very interesting.

They also nicknamed "creative consultant" because in the game of chicken eating, Yang Ming put forward a lot of constructive and innovative ideas.

“For our creative consultant!”

"cheers!"

Raise glasses and touch each other, and pour alcohol into this entertainment moment, or sit together and chat and fuck, or some restless people go to dance with the girl.

"The girls here are always very enthusiastic about foreign appearances." Someone said.

Yang Ming understood that fascinating foreign countries is not China's patent. Japan and South Korea, which are stationed by the United States, will also be keen on these white people who represent powerful people.

Perhaps I felt the mentality of the major shareholder, and some people added: "Of course you have to be interesting. If there is another convertible sports car, where can't women be fucked?"

"That's right!" a bunch of people agreed.

"Especially in the United States, you may not be handsome, but you must have muscles!"

"Didn't this mean me?" Yang Ming joined in with a smile.

"You are completely in line!" Everyone praised.

Talking about women is the easiest way for men to promote relationships, from how to play with a good girl, how to operate a big girl in Europe and America, and then to whether the skin of a black girl is the most delicate of all races.

"I'm sure I'm black." Someone said the truth.

"Ah haha!" A group of people laughed, and then they were curious about how they could do it. They were disdainful of the warriors: "You really have to experience it before you can realize the beauty."

"I always feel uncomfortable." Yang Ming told the truth.

"Then you can turn off the lights," said the Warrior.

"I'm afraid I can't find the entrance." Yang Ming grinned, and a group of people laughed.

Well, such dirty words are really the daily life of men. If you don’t discuss girls or play, why are you going out for a party?

After drinking a few drinks, the nature was getting high. Everyone was discussing the girl, talking about whether to go to the group sword, and some people suggested going to see a cultural performance.

The Korean cultural performance is of course a girl group. Yang Ming was a little regretful when he came here last time. Although he also met the girl group, it was not the model he was passionate about.

He has thin arms and flat chests, cute and obedient people, and obvious plastic surgery... he is not the type he is passionate about! To put it bluntly, he doesn't want to find a woman recently. He is tired of those he likes before.

But the companions are very fun: "We have a performance list here tonight!"

Nightclubs often have themed party nights, and naturally there will be invited artists. If it is a high-end nightclub, it will be more popular, and even the agency will take the initiative to queue up to cooperate.

There happened to be a special performance show tonight, and the boys and girls were all here. It changed the bombardment of electronic music and turned into a small private performance show.

However, the audience in the audience was also extremely excited, and they would be bored if they always jumped. It would be more exciting to change the taste, especially the heat inside the house was very sufficient, and the girls on the stage were all cool.

A group of men and women below the stage were screaming and screaming. Yang Ming was not interested. The group on the stage did not poke his real G. and still sat firmly to drink.

"Why not participate?" the companion yelled.

"It's not the type I'm passionate about." Yang Ming refused with a smile.

The dancer was in good spirits but not quite high, and continued until a new batch of new ones were replaced. After the lights were concentrated, his eyes accidentally swept over and paused.

There was a solo performance on the stage, and the girl who didn't know her name was dancing on a chair dance.

The key point is people - long hair and waist, 13-high waist hot pants, and a very tight sleeveless body that is very close to the upper body. The two bulging balls made him dazzled and he unconsciously estimated its size.

In fact, the fun for men is very simple. The drivers next to them are already betting: "I bet at least E."

"Maybe it's F."

"Don't you guess the situation?" Yang Ming wanted to say.

Everyone casts the eyes of "senior colleagues", Yang Ming guesses: "At least 36 inches."

"Agree." Everyone nodded.

"There is a great possibility for real people." Then add.

This can be inferred by experience. The thin arms and legs are thin but the big balloon is pressed on. Don’t think about it, it’s fake! Only the inexperienced brother Chu will think that it is the real thing.

A woman with Dayue Hun will not lose weight! This can be inferred from the perspective of biological structure and medical science. How much body fat can a thin arm and legs have? Only those with high body fat ratios will have a strong upper circumference.

Yang Ming's eyes watched the person on the stage, with strong legs, fleshy hands, slightly fat figure, and obviously not low body fat. It looks very reasonable with her two big balloons.

After listening to the inferences, everyone agreed.

"But what if it is half injected? It was originally D, expanded to E or F?" But some people think that this is not 100% certain.

After thinking for a while, Old Yangsky replied, "Then you have to try it yourself!"

Everyone admired it.

Lao Yang did something they admired even more - called the nightclub manager.

He is considered a VIP client, so the manager arrived soon, and Yang Ming asked: "What is the name of this lady on the stage? What is the origin?"

The manager replied with a smile: "Her name is Ha Yeon, she is one of the members of a girl group we will work with tonight. She has another companion named Su Eun, and she will be on stage later."

"So...how do you give back to their wonderful performances?" Yang Ming asked.

The manager replied: "You can give them champagne or wine. If you don't drink it, they can convert it into cash coupons, which will make it easier to consume later."

"OK, I understand." Yang Ming nodded.

The chair dance on the stage has ended, and the whole process is exciting, and the foreigners next to them are discussing how many times she squats on her M-shaped legs. Who can hold on for one minute?

After Ha Yeon finished the performance, her companion Sue Eun went on stage and wore a long skirt with a slit to her thigh. She showed her curved figure with close body material. It seems that both combinations are mainly engaged in this "human cannon" style.

In Yang Ming's eyes, this figure is very European and American.

Asians rarely have body shapes. They usually have a clear distinction between those who like and those who hate them. Those who hate them think that they have thick waists and strong legs are mostly due to lack of confidence in their combat effectiveness.

I usually like old drivers. After driving for a long enough age, I will pay more attention to experience. Those with long legs and waists are not as warm as the thunderous applause and waves on the big bed.

Yang Ming felt that... what should come is coming.

He snapped his fingers: "Give them the best champagne in the store, if possible, I would love to invite them to have a drink after the show."

The best champagne is used in the town store, Tangpelinon 1995 platinum Jeroboam, equivalent to about 120,000 yuan.

Boss Yang liked it and sent it out domineeringly.

And it is clear that I want to invite you to drink!
Chapter completed!