The Bund, a pier on the Huangpu River, belongs to a yacht club. The largest private yacht in Shanghai is moored here, but this yacht did not bring much surprise to Yang Chen.
Due to the imperfect development of the waterway, the nearby sea area is far inferior to that of Sanya. Rich people generally do not park their yachts here, so the number of private yachts in Shanghai has never exceeded three digits.
This white yacht with two cabins on the deck can accommodate up to thirty people for a party. Fortunately, Wu Jie didn't plan to invite many people. Currently, there are only a dozen of them.
"It's just us gentlemen tonight?" Wei Ziwen frowned at Wang Zixuan, slightly dissatisfied.
"No way, I've already made arrangements. There will be a surprise soon." Wang Zixuan winked at Wei Ziwen. Young Master Wei understood and patted Zizixuan on the shoulder, chuckling, especially **.
Everyone boarded the yacht and sat around in the luxurious cabin. Every coffee table in front of the leather sofa was filled with expensive drinks, fruit plates, and desserts.
However, there was only one girl like Wu Rui at the moment, and her status was so noble that the young people in Shanghai were intimidated. Naturally, the atmosphere was not good, and everyone was still chatting nonsense.
Yang Chen held Wu Rui in his arms, occasionally chatting a few words, and most of the time he listened to other people's talk. People are divided into groups, and birds of a feather flock together. Wu Jie's group of friends in Shanghai behaved well, spoke and behaved well. They were proud at heart, but not arrogant.
, know how to restrain your sharp edges.
Only Wang Zixuan belongs to the kind of cunning guy who talks nonsense to others, but the richest young man in Shanghai is only a fringe figure in this circle, a buffoon who is ridiculed by everyone.
In fact, Young Master Wang Kuo knew that everyone didn't want to see him, but instead of squeezing his way into this circle, Wu Jie simply let him go. After all, having so many people running errands would save a lot of trouble.
"Young Master Yang, smoke." Wang Zixuan smiled and handed over a Yellow Crane Tower.
Yang Chen caught the cigarette and sniffed it with a smile. He hadn't smoked in almost a year, but he missed the smell of burning tobacco. As soon as he put the cigarette in his mouth, more than a dozen gorgeous girls poured into the cabin, and the male beasts present immediately became interested.
Looking vigorously.
Wang Ziwen hurriedly moved in front of Wei Ziwen and whispered: "Master Wei, these girls are not wild girls. They are all artists and models with contracts. They are absolutely sophisticated, but they have not yet become famous. If Master Wei likes one,
I can also contact a few of the second-line ones, with three holes up and down, and let Mr. Wei do whatever he wants."
"Let's just make it work like this." Wei Ziwen, who was pretty and beautiful, listened to Wang Zixuan's verbosity.
Wu Rui frowned and glared at her brother. Wu Jie sneered. Who would have thought that Wang Zixuan's partying would be too detrimental to his image as a brother. However, things have come to this and he cannot ruin everyone's fun, so he can only continue.
Eat, drink, sing, play, and even sleep with you.
This is not only the job of a young lady, but also the unspoken rules faced by new female artists today. Whoever wants to be on camera, become famous, and be highly praised by the company must make extra sacrifices and efforts.
There is no such thing as a free lunch!
More than a dozen girls with good looks and figures greeted everyone present. They were very enthusiastic and hard-working. The company's senior management repeatedly told them that the party tonight is not big, but it is extraordinary. Who dares to show off their face and show off their temper?
People, whoever is waiting for bad luck.
Yang Chen hugged Wu Rui and looked at the influx of girls indifferently. He suddenly became happy. There were all three girls who despised him in Xintiandi. What a coincidence. In a metropolis with a population of more than 20 million, such a coincidence is comparable to the first-class Chinese double-color ball.
Probability of prize.
When the three girls saw Yang Chen, they were startled for a moment, and then became extremely embarrassed, especially the girl with the awl face, who was blushing and stumbling at the door of the cabin, unable to move forward or retreat.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Come here quickly!" Wang Zixuan lowered his face and called to the girl with the awl face who was stunned by the shock. Facing these young artists, the richest young man in Shanghai did not have a good face.
Crotch toys.
Wang Zixuan's definition of them.
The girl hurriedly squeezed out a smile and walked inside. The company's agent Qian Dingzhu Wan told her that she was accompanying the top young masters from Beijing and Shanghai tonight, so how could she dare to offend him.
This girl wanted to stay away from Yang Chen, but Wang Zixuan called her over and pushed it to Wei Ziwen like he was playing with something. At this moment, she felt Yang Chen's teasing eyes and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
You can imagine how it feels to pretend to be in front of someone who is awesome.
"Be gentle... maybe this will be a big deal in the future." Wei Ziwen hugged the girl and glared at Wang Zixuan. Wang Zixuan hurriedly apologized and nodded in agreement.
Wang Zi Xuan is not simple.
Kuo Shao, who is twenty-six or seventeen years old, is flexible, flexible, sophisticated, and good at communication. He is like a chameleon, changing with the changing environment. He is not a scumbag, but a talent.
Yang Chen stared at Wang Zixuan indifferently, pondering calmly.
There are more than a dozen girls on the yacht, and the atmosphere suddenly changes and becomes noisy. The girls who have stood out from art schools or countless talent competitions know as much about the sensual tricks as the men here.
Purity and nobility can only be pretended when necessary.
Not to mention playing with, sleeping with, or "skating" with, these girls may not be shy or timid.
"My stage name is Angela. Brother, what do you call me?" The charming girl with a tapered face simply ignored Yang Chen and looked at Wei Ziwen's charming smile.
"Brother's nickname is the golden gun, Angela...Huang Xiaoming's cute Angela Beibei can't be your twin sister, right?" Wei Ziwen's mouth was so close to the girl's face, he tried to keep his tone low, and by the way,
Wu Rui was present, and this guy really couldn't let go. Not only him, but others were also restrained.
Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh. He drank a few drinks with the group and made a fuss for a while, then pulled Wu Rui out of the cabin. At this moment, the yacht left the dock and headed downstream along the Huangpu River.
Night falls.
The lights on both sides of the Huangpu River are brilliant.
Walking two kilometers further, you can see the famous Wanguo Building Group. As for the dazzling and gorgeous skyscrapers in Lujiazui, Yang Chen can now see them all.
Yang Chen looked at Wu Rui and said, "We will get off when the yacht arrives at the cruise terminal near Nanjing Road. Do you need me to call your brother down too?"
Wu Rui understood what Yang Chen meant, shook her head and said: "No, he finally took a long vacation, let's indulge and indulge."
Yang Chen asked in surprise: "Aren't you disgusted?"
Wu Rui stared at the Lu family mouth and said quietly: "Men, who doesn't like to play and who doesn't like to be lewd, as long as he treats my sister-in-law well at home, is a good husband, and will be a good father of the children in the future, that's enough."
Yang Chen was speechless.
What man doesn't want to be lewd... Wu Rui's words made him feel guilty and embarrassed.
"Don't think blindly, I didn't take you along." Wu Rui saw Yang Chen smile bitterly and hurriedly explained.
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, looking at the dimly lit place, but he had mixed feelings in his heart. In this life, besides fate, there are also feelings that are difficult to control. I hope that I can be a dedicated lover in my next life.
