It was already noon when Yan Qianyu walked out of the study. He was a little helpless. He didn't expect that the morning of his first day in China would be wasted in the study. But fortunately, this morning he had a general understanding of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Hangzhou.
Party power is not a waste.
Many people waste time, but for Yan Qianyu, time is like his life. Rybakov said that people who use "minutes" to calculate time are better than people who use "hours" to calculate time.
Time is fifty-nine times longer. People like Yan Qianyu use "seconds".
Looking at Yan Qianyu's leaving figure, Chu Batian sighed in his heart. This road is like a road of no return to the underworld. After entering, it is not so easy to stay out of the matter. Maybe Yan Qianyu is in his heart.
He is still a child in his eyes. No matter how amazing his performance is, he will never grow up in front of the older generation.
After Yan Qianyu left the study, he said hello to his aunt and went out without having lunch. He wanted to get familiar with the environment in Hangzhou first and experience life in China. If he wants to conquer a land, he must first understand its environment.
Just be in tune with the local customs of the people.
The woman was afraid that her nephew, who had just returned to China, would get lost. When Yan Qianyu was about to turn around, she suggested that he take his daughter Chu Yuting out with him and drive into Chu Yuting's car. This would be convenient. But Yan Qianyu was
He declined politely, wanting to go out and see for himself.
He knew very well what this aunt was thinking, and was afraid that she would get lost when she had just returned to China and was unfamiliar with the place. This made him feel grateful and helpless at the same time. He, who had always been called the proud son of heaven, would
Lost?
Yan Qianyu walked out of the villa and hailed a taxi. "Where are you going, sir?" the middle-aged driver asked after seeing the handsome Yan Qianyu in the rearview mirror.
"Take me to the most famous bar in Hangzhou." Yan Qianyu said lightly. Only in bars can you see all kinds of people and a true portrayal of this city.
Hearing Yan Qianyu's words, the middle-aged driver sighed in his heart, children from rich families are different. Ordinary people like him who work hard for several months are not enough to spend a few hours in bars or nightclubs.
Yan Qianyu never laments his status, even when he is penniless. His prosperity and wealth are earned bit by bit by himself, rather than relying on the virtues accumulated by his ancestors or the wealth inherited from his family. He can be very relaxed
He inherited his father's business, but he was full of ambition and preferred to immerse himself in the pleasure and achievement of making miracles.
The car quickly arrived at Xingyuan Bar, the most luxurious bar in the city. From its eye-catching sign, Yan Qianyu smiled helplessly. When a bitch still builds a chastity arch, Xingyuan, it sounds extremely pure, but he
I don’t know how much money and physical transactions are involved in this.
Many people like this kind of erosive life under the neon lights. Countless figures jumping and twisting randomly on the dance floor, deafening music, physical contact and friction between men and women, and countless girls coquettishly attracting the opposite sex. This is the most real life in the bar.
Portrait.
Yan Qianyu paid the fare and stepped out of the car gracefully into the Wishing Star Bar! He sat down in a remote corner. Because this place was much darker than other places, he thought that it would not attract too many people.
Pay attention and be able to observe the various characters throughout the bar very well.
Looking at everything around him, Yan Qianyu felt that all the cells in his body were being mobilized. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed anything leisurely. It seemed like he could indulge completely today.
Just as he stood up and prepared to join the dance floor, a hand interrupted him and put it on his shoulder. Yan Qianyu's eyes instantly changed from hot to cold, which could be said to be cold without any emotion.
Of course, the person standing behind him did not see his fierce expression at this time, otherwise she would not dare to put her hand on this man's shoulder even if she was beaten to death.
"You don't mind if I sit here, right?" A voice like the sound of nature sounded behind Yan Qianyu, which seemed a bit out of place in the noisy bar.
Although Yan Qianyu did not see the face of the woman behind him who disturbed his elegance, but judging from the voice, he hoped that the other party could be a woman he was satisfied with. However, in an instant, he was replaced by his own funny thoughts. The woman here
A few more are clean!
"I don't mind." Yan Qianyu said and turned around. Standing behind him was a woman wearing a black women's suit and holding a glass of unknown red wine.
Her smart black women's business suit made her the only alternative in the entire bar. In addition, her nightmare-like face made her the focus of many male lust-seekers.
After getting Yan Qianyu's consent, the woman sat down next to Yan Qianyu gracefully, without noticing the playful eyes next to her.
Looking at the woman in front of him, Yan Qianyu nodded with satisfaction. It was no worse than expected. But what surprised him was that this woman seemed to lack the heavy makeup of a prostitute, but had a little more subtle twist.
reserved.
Feeling the aggressive gaze of the strange man in front of her, the woman lowered her head in shame and sipped the red wine, hiding her inner nervousness. Although this expression was difficult to capture under the swinging neon lights, Yan Qianyu still saw it.
And this dark corner of Yan Qianyu suddenly became the focus of many people's attention. The combination of handsome boys and beautiful girls will become the focus wherever they go.
"If you are using me as a shield, I think your wishful thinking is wrong. Not many men here are kind, and I am not the gentleman who pretends to be so pretentious." Yan Qianyu
After saying that, he sat down again, poured himself a glass of red wine, and looked at the woman playfully.
He has this kind of character. He will not easily send back women who come to his door. A pervert must have the realm of a pervert. Although he does not stop lusting after seeing a beautiful woman, the pervert's dignity still needs to be maintained. And his principles
He never forces himself on women who don't want to sleep with him. The women he wants must be willing and not sloppy.