As a stock investor, Song Baojun still has a certain amount of energy, and at the time when the night club was at its most prosperous, he actually kept a box in a top place like "Brilliant Club".

It turned out that Song Baojun was very proud of being able to book such a box, and he also wanted to show off to his old classmates, especially Mo Shina.

This place after all. Being able to come here to spend money is a status symbol, and you can't enter this place without money. Even if there are some rich people, even if the money is in place, he does not have a certain relationship and status, it is not good, so those who can come here to consume, none of them are ordinary people, so they can come here to consume, that is a symbol of status, in other words, those who can be here are awesome people, so consumption here is very powerful to show their status, and from this point he came here, naturally to pretend to be forced in front of beautiful women.

Merely......

When everyone entered the box, they all sat down around Mo Shina and Yang Xiaotian. Mo Shina's old classmates seem to have become real estate salesmen at this time, and Yang Xiaotian is the housekeeper with a huge amount of money.

Song Baojun was depressed when he saw this, his face changed color, and he was miserable.

There is no way, there is no binding and printing, he just wanted to spend here to earn some status for his own status, but now he overturned all of a sudden, and he was directly slapped in the face. Can he not feel uncomfortable? I'm afraid there is nothing more uncomfortable than this, obviously he has gritted his teeth and spent so much money, trying to prove himself, and now it has all been fulfilled by others. He wants to die again.

After the scene in the "Splendid" parking lot just now, Song Baojun also knew the gap between himself and Yang Xiaotian, but he was still unwilling!

Song Baojun lifted his spirit, squeezed a smile on his face, and clapped his palms vigorously, wanting to attract everyone's attention.

There's no way, he's really unwilling, he is going to plan carefully today, wanting to prove his strength in front of beautiful women, but now the situation is like this, but he can't accept it anyway. This is the first time he has encountered this situation, ah, he can't bear it anyway, so he has to reverse this situation.

But unexpectedly...... Those old classmates who praised Song Baojun not long ago only glanced at Song Baojun, and they didn't even pay any attention to Song Baojun.

Even the unrestrained female classmate who confessed to Song Baojun just now grabbed Yang Xiaotian's arm with one hand at this time, as if she wanted to take Yang Xiaotian into her arms.

Song Baojun rolled his eyes in anger, almost fainted, the depression and anger in his heart became even stronger, he hesitated, and couldn't help but cry out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, didn't you all say that you wanted to drink Louis XIII once? Waiter, bring me a bottle of Louis XIII!"

Louis XIII is not cheap, as little as 100,000!

In order to attract the attention of his classmates, Song Baojun really worked hard. Sure enough, some classmates still applauded Song Baojun's arrogance.

Soon, a bottle of Louis XIII was on the table. Song Baojun raised his head and walked towards the wine table under the gaze of everyone. He enjoyed the feeling of being watched by his classmates. I just feel that at this moment, I am still the popular Song Baojun!

Song Baojun's heart was crooked, although it was said that buying such an expensive wine at once made him feel very painful, but now at least it has a certain effect, allowing him to regain a little bit of the pleasure he was once familiar with, after all, so many classmates just now were just to clap their hands, which made him feel crooked.

Although it was very uncomfortable for him to spend so much money at once, it was worth it to be able to regain the attention of his classmates, especially the idea of Mosner's big beauty.

But at this moment, Yang Xiaotian's voice rang out, and he said softly: "What kind of wine is Louis XIII? ”

As he spoke, Yang Xiaotian killed a glass of beer.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed and said one after another.

"Yes, it's still beer. If you want to drink a good drink, you have to drink beer. ”

"Well, Yang has little demeanor and doesn't follow the crowd. ”

"Yes, Louis XIII or something, what's the point of drinking? It's just a drink that some people who don't have money want to pretend to be rich. Or Yang Shao is right, drink beer happily. ”

Everyone was talking and laughing, but they had already gathered around Yang Xiaotian again.

Song Baojun only felt that his head hurt, as if it was about to crack at any time, and even his body couldn't help shaking, and he almost fell on the wine table.

This is a bottle of Louis XIII, this is Louis XIII worth 130,000 yuan, didn't they all cry and beg for a sip before? Why not only did they not drink it now, but they also disliked it?

Song Baojun only felt so depressed that he wanted to die, and sat there alone and poured a stuffy wine, which may be thousands of Louis XIII tasteless.

His heart collapsed again, and the uncomfortable batch, which he had bought for a long time with a huge amount of money just now, was wiped out in a blink of an eye because of Yang Xiaotian's words, which was too big a blow to him.

At this moment, he has to admit that compared to Yang Xiaotian, he is nothing, he is just a garbage, and now such garbage wants to get back the pleasure of pretending to slap his face in front of Yang Xiaotian, it is really a fool's dream.

On the other hand, with Yang Xiaotian as the center, these old friends of Song Baojun don't know how excited and lively they are.

Compared with the two sides, Song Baojun felt even more depressed. This wine bureau is self-organized, this box is booked by yourself, and the money is still paid by yourself, why! Why is the central character Yang Xiaotian!

And also......

Song Baojun could see that Mo Shina, who was usually so cold, was actually ...... at this time Sitting next to Yang Xiaotian, a pair of eyes looked at Yang Xiaotian without blinking, and the whole person was in a state of daze. Isn't this state called nymphomania?

The more Song Baojun thought about it, the more depressed he became, the more depressed he was, the more he drank, his heart was dripping blood, uncomfortable like eating a lump of Xiang, if there was a place on the ground at this moment, he must get into it, he felt that today was too embarrassing, embarrassed to go home, he had never been so embarrassed as he was today, his friends were gone, and the girl had become someone else's nymphomaniac, this was simply playing with his heart with a knife, making him miserable Don't want it.

Soon, Song Baojun couldn't do it, covering his mouth with one hand, as if he was being chased by a dog, and ran quickly towards the outside of the box.

......

Mo Sina found out about Song Baojun's strange appearance, and she was still a little worried in her heart, but soon her attention couldn't help but completely return to Yang Xiaotian.

Looking at Yang Xiaotian's not handsome face, Mo Sina couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

Before today, Mo Sina only felt that Yang Xiaotian was an ordinary student, dressed ordinarily, with an ordinary appearance, and there was nothing special about her whole body.

At the beginning, Mo Sina felt that inviting Yang Xiaotian to dinner had already given Yang Xiaotian a lot of face. Merely......

Until now, Mo Sina didn't know how she felt about Yang Xiaotian. Wearing worthless clothes, he is even very unfamiliar with these high-end places, but he can sit in a Lamborghini casually, and he can behave so naturally to a beauty like Zhang Chujing.

Sometimes it's like a real poor student, and sometimes it's like a child of a really well-established family?

At this moment, looking at Yang Xiaotian's Mo Shina, I don't know why I feel that everything has become unreal, as if Yang Xiaotian has a peculiar aura on her body, so that she can't turn her gaze at all.

Of course, Yang Xiaotian didn't notice all this, he was still drinking in the shouts of everyone.

But at this moment, the sound of a quarrel suddenly came from outside the box. The sound was still loud, attracting everyone's attention.

At this time, outside the box, Song Baojun was being pulled by a woman, and the two sides seemed to have some kind of dispute.

Everyone could see that Song Baojun slapped away the woman's hand pulling him in disgust, and shouted: "Stinky bitch, what do you want? Isn't it just out to sell? What's wrong with touching your ass? What are you pretending to be high? Still want to be entangled?"

The woman who was slapped away by Song Baojun had a particularly hot figure, wearing a set of cautious red miniskirts, and a large part of Bai Huahua's thighs and a bunch of white Huahua's flesh on her chest were exposed.

It turned out that when Song Baojun went to the bathroom just now, the woman happened to be washing, and her body was leaning towards the washbasin. Song Baojun happened to be behind, and when he saw the long white legs and the upturned roundness, the evil spirit in his heart was instantly aroused.

So, when Song Baojun saw a woman dressed and dressed so charmingly, and appeared on such an occasion, he thought that she was in the skin and meat business, and couldn't help but slap the woman's round face.

Song Baojun, who had done all this, didn't take this seriously at all, and walked back directly towards the box. Unexpectedly, the woman actually caught up. So, the quarrel that everyone had just seen happened.

At this time, the woman's face was full of anger, and she pointed her finger at Song Baojun and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about! Believe it or not, I will whip you!"

Song Baojun laughed disdainfully, "What are you? You dare to smoke me? Isn't it just money? 10,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan, you accompany me for one night, is it enough?"