Although the Magic Rock Club has a cool name, it is located in a three-story small bungalow like an old cadre. As soon as you enter the door, you will find the front desk, and when you turn in, you will find a large living room with five rooms on each floor surrounding the living room.
Used by all departments.
The six tables in the living room are arranged three to the left and three to the right, just like the arrangement of tables and chairs in a kindergarten. They belong to the team leaders who fly around all year round. Who uses them, so the pens, papers, teacups, and cigarettes on the table are all
Ashtrays... No one can tell who belongs to whom. There is no boundary between me and you, and I am among you.
Six tables couldn't hold up the spacious living room, so a corner of the living room was also used as a gym, with treadmills, leg press machines, Roman chairs, chest presses... all available, and there were also a bunch of free weights in the free strength area.
Dumbbells, barbells, and Smith racks all look like a place where masters gather to crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
At three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, the small bungalow was extremely lively. Some of these fierce men were banging on equipment, some were playing games with their legs crossed while making cups of coffee, and some were holding snacks and holding tablets.
Watching the football game, some were sitting at their desks chewing on their travel invoices... Suddenly, these people were suddenly distracted by an unusual smell.
"Xiao Wow, why are you so cool just because you are following dramas?"
The man who posted the invoice suddenly raised his head, picked up a triangle ruler, and threw it at Xiaowa, who was spraying perfume as an air freshener in front of the computer screen at the opposite table, and roared: "I've already endured your stupid show, and you still want to do it."
You are causing air pollution! Are you implying that I will be too gentle to you when I come back this time?" The fists clenched loudly.
Xiaowa hurriedly turned off "The Temptation of Going Home" which she had watched countless times.
Everyone who heard the sound and smelled the smell cast curious glances at Xiaowa, and came over to surround him in the center.
"Hey, do you want to attract your brothers' attention in this way?"
A hunk with a bald head covered with tattoos stood up from the abdominal curling machine, picked up a 20-pound dumbbell, walked over and leaned on Xiaowa's table, showing off his well-proportioned big arm muscles up and down.
Xiaowa jumped up in fright: "Who said that, I'm not interested in men!"
Everyone in Shiyue Group respectfully calls him "Little Wow Brother", but here, everything depends on ability, and status depends on whether you have conquered the California desert or the Mount Sol Mountain, so he, who has only been to Alaska and Kenya, is only considered a little brother.
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The bald man and a few rough guys looked at Xiaowa's hand and said jokingly: "Then what perfume did you buy? And you sprayed it in front of us!"
"Oh, this," Xiaowa came back and introduced them to them like a treasure: "This is a product brought by my goddess. She said that this fragrance is called woody musk. Women will fall in love with you as soon as they smell it." p>
The man who posted the invoice sneered: "I believe this. How can your little Internet celebrity with thousands of fans holding a bottle of it make her excited?"
"Really or not? Bring it here for brother to use!" The bald man snatched the perfume from Xiaowa's hand, pressed it four or five times under his left and right armpits, lowered his head and sniffed: "This is funny.
It’s quite big!”
"You spray too much!" A rough man reached out and grabbed the perfume bottle, "Do you spray it like this? Are you thinking of Liushen toilet water? Come on, let me teach you how to spray perfume like this!"
With that said, the rough man sprayed the air twice, and then like a little princess, he stood on tiptoe and turned gracefully in the scented mist, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.
All the men were shocked.
Xiaowa's first reaction was to rush forward and grab the perfume: "Give it back to me! You sprayed it all!"
The older brothers behind him cheered and swarmed forward.
"Why are you so anxious? I haven't squirted yet!"
"Brother is going on a date tonight, just in time to come!"
"Xiao wow, why are you running away!"
"I won't give it to you, I won't give it to you!" Xiaowa protected his perfume bottle and ran around the living room. Seeing ambushes on all sides, he ran out of the door.
As soon as we arrived at the door, the solid wood door was pushed open with a "bang"!
Xiaowa bumped into Xiao Xingyu who was coming in, her hands trembled, and she pressed the perfume pressure valve——
"Damn, something is wet!" Xiao Xingyu pushed Xiaowa away, picked up the collar and smelled: "What does this smell like?"
Xiaowa's voice has wavy lines: "Fragrance..."
A voice from the back said in a not-too-serious tone: "The goods brought by his goddess are said to attract the opposite sex if spilled!"
"What did you say!" Xiaowa turned around and rushed over to fight with the man: "Did I say that?!"
A group of people came forward pretending to break up the fight. As soon as they walked out and saw Xiao Xingyu, they suddenly stopped.
"Brother Yu?! Are you...going on a blind date?" The man who posted the invoice stared blankly.
I saw Xiao Xingyu wearing a pair of crocodile pattern leather shoes, a pure white Gio Armani casual suit, a black and white low-necked T-shirt and a coquettish hollow fishnet design vest.
It is an indisputable fact that their brother Yu is stunningly handsome every day, but dressing up as Prince Charming and taking the pure idol route like today is the first time. Everyone unanimously believes that only a big occasion like a blind date is worthy of such equipment. But Xiaowa muttered in confusion: "That's not right, Brother Yu, didn't you go to maintain the car?"
Xiao Xingyu clenched his fist and coughed: "You're all busy, right? It's childish to fight and have fun! Clean up this place quickly, a reporter will come over later!"
"Oh, it turns out there is a reporter who wants to interview!" The bald man suddenly realized: "No wonder Brother Yu is dressed up so beautifully today!"
Xiao Xingyu glanced at him (probably out of embarrassment), and the person was so frightened that he ran to find a broom. Xiao Xingyu turned around and asked Xiaowa: "What brand of perfume do you have?"
Xiaowa said loudly: "Matsushima Masaki, from France."
Xiao Xingyu snorted: "A French perfume, give it a Japanese name?...How much does it cost?"
Xiaowa's voice dropped and she said calmly: "Two hundred."
Xiao Xingyu's eyes twitched, he looked at his seven-figure outfit with great regret, and took a deep breath: "With two hundred dollars, you still want to attract the opposite sex? You must have something wrong with your brain!"
Xiaowa hid the perfume behind her back aggrievedly: "I won't buy it next time. This is my goddess's first show, so I just want to support my little sister."
"Little sister?" Xiao Xingyu was now particularly afraid of others saying the word "little sister" and asked without emotion, "How many bottles did you buy?"
Xiaowa's eyes dodge, but she can't resist Xiao Xingyu's invisible aura of forcing a confession, so she honestly spreads out her hand: "Ten bottles."
"What true love!"
Xiao Xingyu's emotions turned into a long sigh, and he pressed his big hand on the back of Xiaowa's neck. While holding him, he pointed angrily from east to west, "Clean up this mess for me! Open all the windows!"
A bunch of big men are making such a fussy smell. When reporters come later, they might misunderstand what kind of place this is!"
***The author has something to say***
I didn’t talk much today. The content I posted today and tomorrow was actually one chapter when I saved it. However, because my previous chapters often ran too fast with 3,000 words per chapter, it only took me 35 days to post and it was almost 110,000 words (editor’s suggestion)
There is one chapter per day during the free period, and one chapter costs 2,000).
Normally, it should be put on the shelves with about 150,000 words, but the current collection of this book is only more than 600, and I don’t know how many of them are robots, so if this data is put on the shelves, I will die.
This is how sad it is for a small author to compare with a big master. The big master has many fans. I saw that the master next door had 8,000 collections when he wrote 10,000 words. To be honest, they could put it on the shelves on the same day.
This is not possible for a small author like me (although I think my writing is better than that of a great writer). With just my 600 collections, once it was put on the shelves, there were 100 readers who subscribed and I almost woke up laughing.
So I have to be obedient, I have to work on 2,000 words a day, extend the free period and accumulate some collections and readers. I’m sorry for those of you who want to read to the end in one go. What a dilemma. Although I have saved the manuscript, I can’t publish it. I hope you can understand me.
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If you really feel uncomfortable, you can read my last book, "A Concubine Is Too Late, No Need to Complain", which I finished half a year ago. It is of the same standard as this one. It is a treasure that I put a lot of effort into writing. It is also a sweet and enjoyable book. Everyone said it was a good read!
