The three workers who were responsible for unloading the truck were not affiliated with the party company, but were hired on a temporary basis. The female supervisor in charge of the party kept the wages very low, almost unacceptable to normal people.
But the three people still accepted it with a smile.
The female supervisor regarded them as fools. No matter how big their hands were, she would not care. Donkeys were not big, but apart from howling, they could only pull heavy objects. What she wanted was to have status.
For men with status, the higher their status, the standards for that part can be reduced accordingly.
If she meets a man with high status and a big dick, she definitely doesn't want to miss it.
At this moment, the female supervisor's attention was focused on whether the snowball in her hand should be thrown to the diamond man Li Yifeng or the god Luo Ye, as if what she was holding in her fat hands was not an ordinary snowball, but a princess to choose.
The Prince Consort's Hydrangea.
Finally, after a long period of thinking, she decided to resign herself to fate, closed her eyes, screamed in that high-decibel voice, and threw the snowball.
A few hard snowballs bounced back to her face in an instant. She opened her eyes in great surprise, and then took a breath of air.
The tallest of the three workers stood straight in front of her, his face covered with snow.
The female supervisor remembered that the worker's name seemed to be Dadong, and the other two workers called him "Brother Dong."
The female supervisor sighed bitterly, "Dadong, why are you blocking me?" Her tone was as if she was a noble lady who was blocked by a donkey.
Dadong wiped the snow off his face, revealing his high nose bridge and thick lips first. His beard was very short, but straight upright, looking like needles. His chin was hard and angular,
His eyes were hidden under the low brim of his hat, shining with a certain coldness.
"The work here is done." Dadong's tone didn't sound like he was reporting work at all. His deep baritone voice was laced with dangerous hints.
The female supervisor took a breath. She noticed that two other workers were sitting in the cab of the truck, staring at her without saying a word. The look in their eyes made her feel uncomfortable. "Yes, but there is also a bonfire and barbecue."
There are no arrangements over there—" she reminded: "If you don't do well, you won't even expect to get a penny from me."
"Okay, let's go right away." Dadong grinned. His smile was a little cruel, and the female supervisor couldn't help but shudder.
The female supervisor covered her chest. Before she could speak, Dadong turned around and left, getting into the cab of the truck.
"What a bunch of brainless bumpkins! They deserve to be poor for the rest of their lives!" The female supervisor cursed in a low voice, grabbed another ball of snow, and prepared to throw the "Hydrangea" again - of course, the one just now did not count.
"Drive." After Dadong got in the car, he issued an order directly to his two subordinates.
"Brother Dong," the worker with invisible eyebrows said, "the snow is still falling, will those customers still come? Will our trip be in vain?"
Another worker started the truck, and while turning the steering wheel, he echoed: "Yes, Brother Dong, I have long disliked that female supervisor. Her thighs are as thick as her waist, and her calves are as thick as her thighs. Looking at it,
She was twisting and turning, which made me feel sick, and I really wanted to kill her right away." His face was smart and delicate, almost beautiful, and he also had a pair of big, beautiful eyes.
"Don't forget what you are here to do." Dadong reminded.
"I'm here to make money." The worker with light eyebrows bowed his head obediently.
"I'm here to make a lot of money," the worker with a delicate face added.
"Very good." Dadong nodded with satisfaction and patted the two brothers on the shoulders. "Place the plastic explosives. When the guests start to revel, it will be time for us to harvest."…
The three of them looked at each other and smiled...
After the heavy truck left, the snowball fight continued for a while, and it came to an end until Lin Wanyu was exhausted and lying on the snowdrift, giggling.
About half an hour later, the first guest's car finally appeared in front of Nanshan Villa.
After the car stopped, a chubby, oily-faced middle-aged man stepped out of the luxury car, holding a young girl behind him.
Li Yifeng pulled Lin Wanyu over and introduced him in a low voice while walking in the direction of the guests: "This is the CEO of Northern Coal Company. Let me introduce him to you."
Lin Wanyu subconsciously looked back at Luo Ye. Luo Ye just sat on the chair and did not follow. A trace of panic flashed through her heart, and her interest plummeted.
The middle-aged man came over with a smile and exchanged greetings with Li Yifeng. When he heard Li Yifeng introduce Lin Wanyu's identity, the old man with the lingering scent of women's perfume on his collar looked at Lin Wanyu in surprise, with a pair of cloudy eyeballs filled with
A sickening desire.
Not only was Lin Wanyu beautiful, her worth was even more coveted by everyone. Obtaining Lin Wanyu was equivalent to acquiring an empire.
Lin Wanyu shook hands with the coal boss politely, and then took a lot of effort to pull his hand back. The coal boss's hands were very white, which was in sharp contrast to the business he was running.
Obviously, the coal boss wanted to chat more with Lin Wanyu, but the woman with a tapered chin behind him seemed very unhappy. Li Yifeng had no intention of introducing the young woman, but took Lin Wanyu to say goodbye to the coal boss.
.
"Who is that girl? Is she her daughter?" Lin Wanyu asked curiously when she came back.
Li Yifeng smiled silently, "Daughter? If his own daughter came out to accompany the old man, he would probably have a heart attack due to anger. No, that is not his daughter, just his mistress. Everyone tacitly understood that,
So no introduction is necessary.”
"But after all, we are all your guests, so it seems impolite to do so." Lin Wanyu reminded sincerely.
Li Yifeng walked to Luo Ye, sat down, and continued to say to Lin Wanyu: "They are not guests. They take themselves seriously. In fact, no one takes them seriously, not even the men around her."
.If a man is stupid enough to take his mistress seriously, this man is not far from death. Brother Luo, do you agree with my statement?"
Luo Ye probably understood the whole story. He took a sip of wine and said conclusively: "So mature and smart men should pick up more girls when they are young. If you pick up more girls, you will naturally be able to tell which women are good.
Which ones are bad bitches.”
Lin Wanyu argued unconvinced: "Then according to your logic, women should date more men?"
"That's not true." Luo Ye shook his head, "A man needs to go through many women to mature, but if a woman wants to mature, she only needs to find a mature man. Men are not easily tempted when they are mature, and immature men are not easily tempted.
Men are often swayed by desire. Therefore, men should try to pick up girls when they are young, and then they will know how to love someone wholeheartedly."
"Macho chauvinism." Lin Wanyu snorted. Just when she was about to use the feminist theory she learned in college to refute Luo Ye, another car slowly drove into the Nanshan Villa.
Li Yifeng extended his elbow to Lin Wanyu, "Let's go, cousin Wanyu, it's time for us to make our debut again."
Lin Wanyu sighed quietly, held Li Yifeng's arm, and tried his best to smile at the guests who got off the car.
Luxury cars drove in one after another, and the parking lot in front of the villa was full. Lin Wanyu was like a puppet on strings, being pulled east and west by her cousin Li Yifeng. She was pulled for more than a dozen times.
A very important and important guest. These distinguished guests may be fat or thin, tall or short. None of them came with their wives, and they were followed by mistresses who were seventeen or eighteen years old or even immature...
.
She couldn't help but wonder, was it really like what Luo Ye said, that these old guys never picked up girls when they were young?
It seems like this. In fact, what this country believes in is not "If you fall behind, you will be beaten." On the contrary, what they truly believe in their hearts is: "If you work hard, you can beat others." Under this kind of thinking, many people
It’s not that I resent the unfairness of the social scale, but I resent that the person standing at the top of the scale is not me.
Those people who are rich and have already stood at the top of the scale first do not care at all what angle the other end of the scale has tilted. They just want to stand a little higher, and a little higher. They have gambled all their beautiful youth.
When they are on the balance of power, they naturally do not have the energy and time to fall in love, pick up girls, suffer, be confused, and think like normal people when they are young. In their success, they miss the pain of youth and cannot find any good memories.
, they kept working hard, and kept stepping down those who stood in front of them. After finally becoming successful, they began to reminisce about the past years, and began to miss the appearance of a certain female classmate in those years, and then began to use the money and money they already had.
status to steal the lovers of other young men.
They ruined the youth of their own generation and want to ruin the youth of the next generation.
They don't realize that they are destroying the soul of a nation, and they still call it success.
Lin Wanyu suddenly felt so tired. Fake smiling was thousands of times more tiring than having a snowball fight.
Li Yifeng was still introducing the chairman of a certain company to her. Lin Wanyu didn't wait for him to finish, but turned and left directly, walking towards Luo Ye, leaving Li Yifeng and the guest standing there in embarrassment.
"Where did your politeness go?" Luo Ye asked with a smile in his eyes, and there was no blame in his voice.
Lin Wanyu sighed lightly, "Since I met you, I think I'm broken."
Luo Ye picked up the wine glass in his hand, "You are not broken, you are just in a pile of garbage." He moved the wine glass to his lips.
Lin Wanyu saw Li Yifeng coming in a hurry, with a bit of dissatisfaction on her face. She hurriedly reached out and grabbed the wine glass, thinking of "getting drunk before resting". When she drank the remaining wine in the glass in one big gulp,
The strong smell of alcohol made her cough loudly.
"I really don't understand why you men like drinking so much."
"It's not me who drinks, it's the wine that drinks me."