It turned out that he was a good brother of Fang Yi, a crazy young man from Baihe District. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. He made Ning Hao lose face in public. Afterwards, he was knocked down by Fang Yi.
Everyone felt that Ning Hao deserved it for kicking the iron plate this time.
These days, there are few opportunities to offer help in times of trouble, and people who add insult to injury are always caught. Watching people make fools of themselves is definitely a dark psychology that most people have. Ning Hao did it. He did it twice in one breath. He failed financially in filming, and was killed by Fang Yiyi again.
It was a sight to behold. Everyone felt that this meeting of celebrities was indeed a worthwhile trip.
Some were happy and some were sad. They felt comfortable watching the fun, but Miao Feifei collapsed.
What is this called?
What's more, she even suspected that Ning Hao would kick her afterwards.
In order to gain face for herself, she ended up losing her face. Based on Miao Feifei's understanding of Ning Hao, this needle-eyed man would definitely be angry with her. She glared at Xia He viciously, and Miao Feifei hurriedly stepped forward to help Ning Hao. However, she was overwhelmed by Ji Yu.
Ning Hao pushed him away.
Chuhe saw Fang Yi's face full of ruffian smile. He couldn't help but said with a smile: "It's not too late. It's just the right time."
"How much did it cost?" Fang Yi asked with a smile.
"Twenty million." Chu He said lightly.
"Awesome!" Fang Yi gave a thumbs up. He took out a credit card from his pocket, handed it to the lobby manager who rushed over because the situation got serious, and said, "Pay the bill."
"Go away!" Chu He scolded with a smile. "Are you going to support me?"
"Hehe. If you are willing, I will never object. Anyway, I'm still single." Fang Yi laughed in public.
Chu He didn't say anything. He turned around and said softly to Xia He, who was already stunned and dumbfounded: "Now, those rings are yours."
Xia He was speechless. He even lacked the thinking ability to speak.
say what?
Chu He's behavior has shattered her hard-earned common sense. Twenty million just to buy such a pair of rings?
Xia He pursed his lips and said after a long time: "But Director Chu, those rings cost 20 million..."
"Director Chu knows." Chu He waved to the lobby manager and said, "Wrap the ring." It was like a wealthy man visiting a store.
The lobby manager obediently ordered the person to wrap the ring, and looked at Chuhe with a slightly wandering gaze.
Chuhe understands.
This means asking for money. Of course, no one stipulates that you have to give money here. But since the lobby manager made this move in panic, Chuhe did not intend to embarrass him.
Just as he was about to put his hand into his arms, he heard a voice that couldn't be called charming, but definitely sultry.
"Just give this ring to Young Master Chu."
Suddenly, a voice came from the side. Everyone looked, but who was Wenren Jinghong who rarely showed up?
She was wearing a black cheongsam and her light red curly hair was tied up. She was enchanting, charming and full of grandeur.
Her beauty does not lie in her exquisite facial features or her sexy and exquisite figure. It lies in the exotic aura that radiates from the inside out.
People can be sure that this Wenren Jinghong definitely has Chinese ancestry. But it is also certain that she at least has European ancestry. As for which country she is from, it remains to be discussed.
Her steps are neat and rhythmic. Her face is soft with a hint of strength. Her beautiful dark eyes are full of energy. She looks like a general.
It's really not an unusual thing to experience the demeanor of a general from a mixed-race woman. Fang Yi, who had seen the famous men twice at least, was always a little wary of this calm but thunderous thirty-three-year-old woman.
When Chu He turned around and saw the famous boss Wenren, a subtle look flashed in his big, round eyes. But he quickly covered it up and nodded with a smile: "Since boss Wenren is so kind, I will not be disrespectful."
Already."
Without realizing it, he retracted his arm and took the ring with peace of mind. He handed it to Xia He and said, "Xiao Xia, keep it. This ring is worth 20 million."
"Why?" Ning Hao was supported by his buddies and asked Wen Ren Jinghong. "If you say you want to give it away, give it away. If you say you don't want money, then you don't want money? Then what is this charity auction for? Could it be that the donations from previous years have also been heard about?
The boss swallowed him up?"
These words are heartbreaking. The target is pointed at Wenren Jinghong.
"Young Master Ning is worrying too much." Wenren Jinghong smiled gracefully and said, "Since it was sent by me, I will naturally pay for the donation. Does Young Master Ning have any other questions?"
Ning Hao was stunned and speechless.
"If not." Wenren Jinghong said coldly with a hint of coldness on his eyebrows, "Then please Ning Shao leave the ladies' club as soon as possible."
The boss behind the celebrity club chases people away in public?
Isn't this in line with Wen Ren Jinghong's style of operating in a low-key manner? Some people who have dealt with Wen Ren Jinghong are also very confused.
"Why?" Ning Hao was furious.
"Do you need a reason?" Wenren Jinghong said with a scornful expression.
Need a reason?
unnecessary.
A socialite will be famous. Whoever she tells her to leave must leave. No one can refuse.
Ning Hao made a fool of himself for the third time. Ning Hao lost all hope. He seemed to have no courage to live anymore.
For the sake of an unrealistic one king and two queens, the reputation he worked so hard for was destroyed overnight.
Angry, sad and pitiful?
Deserve it.
"Young Master Ning, do you want me to drive you away before you leave?" Wenren Jinghong said every word.
"You are shocked when you hear this. Just wait!" Ning Hao gritted his teeth and left immediately.
"Wait a minute." Wenren Jinghong said.
"What?" Ning Hao turned around with a stern look on his face.
"You just destroyed the ladies' items. It's best to go to the finance department to settle the bill before leaving. I don't want to go to your house to collect debts."
Kill them all?
It’s hard to talk about it. But at least it has the meaning of adding insult to injury.
Ning Hao was about to go crazy.
The ladies were extremely puzzled by Wen Ren Jing Hong's behavior. From their understanding, Wen Ren Jing Hong was always a friendly and wealthy person. He would never offend his guests easily. So which song was being sung today?
His eyes fell on Chu He's face, and he couldn't help but feel stunned.
It's him.
This handsome man is dressed in a poor way, but he is generous with his actions and has an outstanding reputation.
Who is he? When did Baicheng become such a famous figure? Everyone is puzzled.
"I've delayed everyone." After Ning Hao left in despair, a charming smile appeared on Wenren Jinghong's exotic face, and he nodded gently. "Then it's time for the dance. There will be a Mid-Autumn Festival dinner later.
You must not be polite."
Of course, this group of people will not have any objections. Even if some people do, they will not get angry. This is the ladies' club, the territory of Wenren Jinghong. In addition, this Wenren boss is tough, and he has been operating vigorously in Baicheng in the past few years, just like an upstart.
With a king's posture, he will naturally not ask for trouble. Ning Hao is the best example. He is arrogant and will cause trouble among celebrities. Will he be beaten into a pig's head after being slapped in the face?
The music started. The ladies got up and went to the dance floor to show off their dancing skills.
Hearing the news, Jinghong ignored everyone's surprise and came to Chu He gracefully, stretched out his fair and slender jade hand, and revealed the fragrance: "Young Master Chu, are you honored to dance with you?"
Chu He smiled and shook his head: "I have a dance partner."
Everyone gasped. This time, even Fang Yi was shocked.
The Ladies Club has been open for three years. Except for the first Ladies Club, Wenren’s boss showed up. The next two times, the dragon never came to an end. Now, the fourth Ladies Club not only showed up for Chu He, but also took the initiative to invite him to dance.
Originally, this was already a high honor. But never thought that the young man did not know how to appreciate it and claimed that he had a dance partner?
Can your naked dance partner compare with the mature and attractive boss Wenren?
All kinds of incomparable!
"Cough——" Fang Yi coughed twice and said, "Well——Boss Wenren, my brother is not good at dancing and is afraid of stepping on your foot."
Hearing this, he smiled. He didn't mind. He retracted his arm lightly and said, "Young Master Chu, I want to have a private chat with you. Do you have time?"
"You can have this." Chu He nodded. He turned around and said to Xia He, "Get ready. Director Chu will dance with you later."
"——"
Fang Yi really wants to go up and slap this kid. I'm not a liar. I'm here to make a fool of you. Before the person involved can react, you'll be torn apart by me first. You bastard!
Arriving at the back hall, as soon as Chu He took out a cigarette, Wen Ren Jinghong, who was standing high in the lobby, bowed slightly and his tone was full of respect: "Young Marshal, my subordinates failed to arrive in time. Please punish me severely."
Snap.
Chu He lit the cigarette, turned around and said with a smile, "You're welcome."
Wenren Jinghong raised his head slightly, with a hint of confusion in his deep and charming eyes, and asked softly: "Young Marshal, why are you here?"
"Same as you, I left." Chu He joked. "Why, you are only allowed to come out to make a fortune, and I am allowed to enjoy the colorful world?"
"I don't dare." Wenren Jinghong's delicate body trembled and he said cautiously, "This subordinate is able to be where he is today only because of the young commander's strong support."
"That's your ability." Chu He waved his hand. "Don't subordinate yourself to subordinates. I said it. You and I have left. There is no superior-subordinate relationship. Just call me Xiao Chu."
Wenren Jinghong said cautiously: "Then subordinate - I'd better call you Young Master Chu."
"Anything will do." Chu He smiled and nodded. Then he sighed. "At first, I thought you were good at doing business. You have no use there. I really wronged myself."
"Master Chu, don't say that." Wen Renjinghong said, slightly embarrassed. "Without the accumulation of those years, I wouldn't have been able to open up the situation so quickly."
Chu He did not refute and said with a smile: "Do you plan to work in Baicheng for a long time in the future?"
"There are many opportunities in Baicheng. I probably won't leave in the short term." Wen Ren Jinghong said.
"Not bad." Chu He held a cigarette in his mouth and suddenly squinted at Wen Ren Jinghong, who was wearing a cheongsam, and said strangely, "Beauty, I remember your breasts weren't that big before? Could it be that you also followed the fashion and got breast augmentation in anger?
?”
Wenren Jinghong, a calm man who had already made a name for himself in Baicheng, heard this ridicule. Immediately, Xiafei's cheeks turned red, his head lowered and he whispered in a low voice: "This subordinate has always been like this."
"That's good. But don't mess around. I heard that you can't breastfeed your child after breast augmentation. We can't do such an immoral thing." Chu He said with emotion.
Hearing this, he bit his lip lightly and was speechless.