"Miss Nie, I am Yuan Shaohua, the eldest son of the Brilliant Bar on Portland Street!" A man with oily hair and pink face struggled to squeeze in front of Nie Yongqin, "I like your performance very much. For 30,000 yuan, can you be the spokesperson of our bar?"
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"I'm sorry, I have no such plan at the moment." Nie Yongqin politely refused.
"I'm sorry, Miss Nie, do you have no such intention or do you think the money I gave you is too little?" Yuan Shaohua said reluctantly, "I heard that you work in a dance hall, and the salary is about the same as our bar! What if?
If you think the money is too little, I can double it. As long as you are willing, I can even give you one hundred and eighty thousand!"
Everyone around him cast disdainful glances at Young Master Yuan.
Young Master Yuan didn't realize it, but rubbed his chin, feeling proud.
It turns out that this young man is the eldest son of Portland Street in Hong Kong. His family mainly runs bars and nightclubs. He himself is a famous libertine. He is usually uneducated and has no skills. He likes to date little stars most. Anyone who catches his fancy
Few can escape his grasp.
He originally came here to watch the fun, but he didn't expect that Nie Yongqin would be so shocked when he appeared on the scene that he became so lustful that he even let out his laughter.
However, Nie Yongqin was dignified and beautiful, and her performance just now amazed everyone. She was surrounded by everyone and turned into a spotless fairy. He couldn't figure out the details, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
After inquiring, Young Master Yuan learned that Nie Yongqin was a singer in Huafang and worked in a dance hall. He thought that Nie Yongqin was the kind of charming woman who could be obtained with money.
Seeing Yuan Shaohua's miserable expression and his dirty eyes, Nie Yongqin frowned in disgust: "Mr. Yuan, there may be some misunderstanding, please be more respectful!"
"Hey, why don't I respect you? Isn't it even 100,000 or 80,000? How about 200,000? As long as you nod, I will write a check and go to my house tonight and we will study the endorsement thing!
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The more Mr. Yuan spoke, the more obscene he became, and everyone around him couldn't stand it anymore.
"Why is this man so nasty?"
"It's so insulting to politeness!"
"Keep your voice down, he is the young master of Portland Street!"
"Young master? The Yuan family on Portland Street?" The man was frightened.
Tonight's charity event is a mixed bag, including tycoons from well-known families and local bullies like young ladies.
The Yuan family runs a bar and nightclub on Portland Street and of course has a corporate background, and the Yuan family's backer is Hutchison's "Double Flower Red Stick" Li Kuohua!
Li Kuohua is famous in Hutchison, and he is the leading horse of the Hutchison Emperor "White-headed Man" Zhen Guolong!
Not only is he famous in Heji, he is also a powerful figure on the road.
With such a big backer, the Yuan family certainly dared to walk sideways on Portland Street.
Yuan Da became even more complacent when he saw that the people around him were so silent towards him.
Little did he know that these people at the scene were either afraid of the evil power of the Yuan family, or they were of high status and disdained to pay attention to his pleasure, fearing to get their hands dirty.
The richer people are, the more they cherish their feathers, and will never argue with those shitty ones.
"Miss Nie, you see, I am so sincere that I would even give up 200,000 yuan! I used to be able to get a pretty girl like you with only 70,000 to 80,000 yuan!" Mr. Yuan became more and more disgusting and lustful as he talked.
Unable to hold on any longer, he stretched out his hand to pull Nie Yongqin's wrist in full view of everyone, "Come on, why don't we go over there and talk alone!"
This is simply outrageous!
A few wealthy men couldn't stand it any longer, so they decided to show off and gear up to prepare a hero to save the beauty.
Just then—
"Get away!"
With a loud shout, someone kicked Mr. Yuan away!
Poor young master Yuan, before his hand could touch Nie Yongqin's little hand, the man had already flown out, and a dog came to chew on the mud!
"Good! Beautiful!" Everyone applauded.
Nie Yongqin saw clearly that the person who kicked Yuan Shaohua away turned out to be a domineering old man with white hair and a lion's nose and a wide mouth.
The white-haired old man kicked Mr. Yuan away, turned around and asked with concern: "Miss Nie, are you okay?"
Nie Yongqin didn't know why, but she felt that the old man was extremely kind, and nodded: "It's okay, thank you for helping me!"
"You're welcome! This kind of scum will be punished by everyone!"
"Old man, what are you talking about? Do you know who I am? I am Yuan Shaohua, the eldest son of Portland Street! My father is Yuan Wanwan!" Young Master Yuan got up after suffering a loss and saw that the other party only
He's just a bad old man. He was accidentally attacked just now due to his carelessness, so he rushed over angrily to regain the situation.
How did he know that the man in front of him was not a vegetarian? Even if your father was Yuan Wanwan, he was not afraid even if he was Yuan Wanwan!
Before Mr. Yuan could get close to him, Zhenguolong suddenly flew up into the air and swung his tail, bang! He kicked him on the head!
Plop!
Young Master Yuan fell to the ground in response.
Everyone was dumbfounded, no one expected that the white-haired old man in front of them could be so sharp!
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"I didn't scare you, did I, Miss Nie?"
Zheng Guolong was so focused on identifying whether the other party was his long-lost granddaughter that he had no time to care about the fate of the unlucky Mr. Yuan.
At this time, the security guard of the party ran over. When he saw this scene, he crouched down and put his fingers together to check the breathing of Mr. Yuan who was lying on the ground. He felt that he was still alive, so he and his friends dragged the unfortunate guy down.
To be honest, Nie Yongqin was really frightened by Zheng Guolong's sudden movement.
In her impression, an old man as old as Zheng Guolong is either staying in a nursing home or lying in a hospital. He is the only one who can fly up and kick Young Master Yuan like he did just now!
"It's okay, I'm okay!" Nie Yongqin didn't know what to say, "What about you, are you okay, old man? Are you dizzy or feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Me? I'm very good!" Zheng Guolong felt that the other party was a good girl, and she still knew how to care about others at this time.
When Nie Yongqin heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously brushed the hair beside his ear with his hand.
Zhenguolong's sharp eyes turned sideways and he saw the lifelike colorful butterfly on the back of Nie Yongqin's neck. When he was surprised, he saw a red mole behind Nie Yongqin's left ear!
Zhenguolong's body shook violently.
The body is shaky.
Fortunately, Nie Yongqin had quick eyesight and quick hands to help him.
"Are you really okay? Old man, your face looks very bad!" Nie Yongqin asked with concern, thinking that Zheng Guolong was injured because he had just saved himself.
Zhenguolong stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch Nie Yongqin's cheek, but he didn't dare.
close at hand
But it seems like a world away.
He was afraid that it was all a dream.
The dream is broken,
Will wake up!
How many years have you been looking for your granddaughter?
Every time his dream breaks, he wakes up in the middle of the night!
He felt sorry for his son! He felt sorry for his family! He felt sorry for the ancestors of the Zhen family!
Looking at my granddaughter in front of me,
Zhen Guolong, known as the tycoon of the Hutchison Emperor, could no longer bear it.
