The elevator door opens, and you are greeted by a long corridor covered with soft carpets. At the end is a gorgeous white solid wood double door that looks like a palace.
The double doors were electric and opened slowly, and three people walked into the room one after another.
The room is luxuriously decorated, with two huge floor-to-ceiling windows at a 90-degree angle, giving a panoramic view of most of the Magic City.
A few people were cautious and looked at their surroundings curiously.
Lu Beifeng walked over from the independent bar, holding a bottle of wine and a wine glass in his hand, and said softly: "Here we come."
He is used to it and doesn't feel strange. He greets me normally like a friend he has known for a long time.
Reticence rarely appears in him.
Meng Qirao was mentally prepared, but when she saw Lu Beifeng in person, she couldn't help being surprised.
It's really that person,
That experience was full of color,
A man known as a young legend.
Lu Beifeng was probably the most powerful person she had ever come into contact with. She couldn't hide her excitement for a moment and hurriedly bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Lu, I am your crush. I really admire you so much."
Lu Beifeng smiled and said nothing.
"Oppa, we are here."
Sister Jin Jiyeon smiled brightly and slowly took off her coat, mask, hat and glasses, revealing long gray wavy hair, charming makeup on her face, and gorgeous and sexy costumes.
The upper body is purple with sequined off-shoulder short sleeves, the waist reveals a fair and flat belly, the lower body is a three-quarter black short skirt and high heels, a pair of beautiful legs are stretched straight, and there is a black ribbon tied to the root of the thigh, and the ribbon is hanging
A small silver bell.
My younger sister Kim Jimin also follows her example. The makeup and clothes on her face and body are similar to those of her elder sister.
Twins are really rare, and the two sisters are extremely similar in appearance and body shape.
It seems to let others distinguish them better.
My sister has a silver bell hanging on a black ribbon on her left leg, and she has a gold bell hanging on a red ribbon on her right leg.
As the two of them moved around like models, the small bells at the base of their thighs kept ringing, crisp and loud.
A sense of crisis arose in Meng Qi's heart. At this moment, she even blamed Lu Beifeng for being alone, and now it was one against two. She might have no chance of winning.
"Everything is ready, let's get started."
The corner of Lu Beifeng's mouth raised. No matter how dazzling they are on the stage, how popular they are by thousands of people.
The goddess who is aloof in the eyes of outsiders, in his eyes is an existence that can be waved away and gone.
Letting them come here is essentially a matter of whim.
Out of interest.
The room lights suddenly became dim.
The speakers hidden in every corner of the room are successfully connected, creating truly immersive three-dimensional surround sound.
The prelude of Girls' Generation's "Mr.Taxi" sounded.
Lu Beifeng was lying on the sofa, shaking the wine glass in his hand, and the ice cubes in the glass made a slight sound.
recalling the past,
Girls' Generation was really amazing at its peak.
When I was young,
When I first met them, I wanted to sleep with them.
An innocent boy with very simple thoughts.
It's a pity that now everyone is about to enter the third grade, their faces are deformed and their bodies are seriously out of shape, and most of the members are born in the 1980s.
And given the country's piss-poor nature, this group has probably been screwed by others a long time ago.
Lu Beifeng was not interested in picking up worn shoes either.
When he first arrived at the venue in the evening and watched the girl group dance live, he had a sudden idea and planned to put together a set that would be exclusive to his girlhood.
A man is a boy until he dies.
Until a person dies, he will continue to have fun.
What boy can resist the charm of collecting cards?
Since you have an idea, try to implement it as much as possible.
Otherwise, what is his purpose of making so much money?
My younger sister Jin Zhimin has a good sense of music. As soon as the intro of the song started, she led her sister into the song and dance smoothly.
"Mr.Taxi" is an absolute classic, one of the must-learn songs for orthodox trainees in the Han Kingdom.
During Girls' Generation, the dream of countless agencies was to create another girl group that would become popular in Asia.
Sister Kim Ji-yeon's voice is even more invincible. She speaks like a king when she opens her mouth, and she can change the tone of her voice with ease.
Meng Qi was caught off guard and hurriedly took off her mask, hat and sunglasses, trying to blend into the song. After all, she was also a monk halfway, and had not really practiced for two or three years, so her dancing was a bit stiff.
She was very stubborn and wanted to integrate again, and finally integrated into the dance and rhythm before the song ended.
The waist and limbs of the body twist to the rhythm of the music.
The original intention of the girl group's hot dance is to show off the sexy curves of their bodies and better please men.
The flaws do not cover up the virtues, the song is over.
"not bad!"
Lu Beifeng showed a satisfied smile, clapped his hands, and beckoned them over. The two sisters hugged each other, while Meng Qi squeezed his thighs in front of his knees.
After changing glasses and drinking wine for three rounds, the bathtub is large enough to accommodate five or six people.
The resonance of walking and riding is very wonderful, Meng Qi is a bit redundant, Lu also knows his upper limit, and manpower is sometimes scarce.
Noon the next day.
On a large bed that is three meters wide and five meters long, several bodies with soft curves and graceful shapes are lying in various directions.
The sound of each person's slight breathing came and went one after another.
The years are quiet, quiet and peaceful.
The ringing of the phone broke the atmosphere.
Lu Beifeng was sleepy-eyed. He worked from early in the morning to past four o'clock last night. He was exhausted. He said angrily: "Whose phone is it? Turn it off quickly. It's annoying to death."
Sister Jin Zhimin picked up the mobile phone from the bedside, then rustled under the quilt to Lu Beifeng, stuck out her little head, and whispered softly: "Oppa, this mobile phone belongs to you, our mobile phones are placed in the living room
.”
When Lu Beifeng saw the caller, he reluctantly got up and picked up the bathrobe draped on the chair. It had a faint smell of perfume and he didn't know who it belonged to.
Walk out of the bedroom and answer the phone.
"Mr. Liu, good morning!"
"Have you considered it?"
"If you want to make an announcement to the outside world, then disclose that the financing object is Bailong Automobile. Anyway, you and I are not listed companies, and we don't have to explain it to retail investors."
"Yes, Tianhuo Technology continues to hide, and I have no plans to let it come out to people yet."
"What kind of loss is this? Everyone will be their own family from now on. If the market really recognizes Bailong Automobile's valuation of 80 billion, then your shares in Tianhuo Technology are not equivalent to making money in vain."
"What do you mean by saying that you can't agree with me and I agree to a deal? Don't tell me that you seem to have been wronged."
"I really don't like chatting with you."
"Then three o'clock this afternoon, okay."
Lu Beifeng drank a glass of water to wake up a little.
I ordered breakfast at the front desk of the hotel, and then went to the bathroom to wash up and change clothes.
After breakfast, we set off back to the company.
As for the three people on the bed, I just told them before leaving that they could stay or leave if they wanted.
Anyway, this hotel has reserved a room for him for a long time.
"Oppa, An Ning Hei Ha Se Oil!"
The Jin sisters were used to it, lying on the end of the bed with their little heads exposed, waving goodbye to him.
Meng Qi found it a little hard to accept it, as if she had been prostituted for nothing, but she still took the initiative to send it to her door. The feeling of worrying about gains and losses was too great.
Her elder sister, Kim Ji-yeon, seemed to understand her thoughts and comforted her softly: "We have chosen this path, so we must be fully mentally prepared. Oppa's heart will not stay with us."
She still remembers the scene half a month ago.
When they woke up, there was no one on the pillow. Looking at the bright red on the bed sheets, the two sisters hugged each other and cried.
She didn't blame Lu Beifeng for this. For them, this was a very good deal.