The Las Veen Hotel in Beijing, where the former U.S. Secretary of State stayed in a private capacity during his visit to China, and Juliet designated before going to Beijing that she must stay in the presidential suite of the Lavien Hotel. Money is naturally not a problem, but Yamamoto has a fairy name, and the suite where the former US Secretary of State lived naturally cannot be measured by the value of an ordinary suite. Fortunately, in Chinese society, it is about human feelings, and more money is not necessarily more useful than relationships, and Song Dan finally settled on the presidential suite that is said to cost six figures of yuan a night.

Song Dan is a native of Xi'an, Shaanxi Province, graduated from Jiaotong University at the end of the eighties of the last century, and then went to France, staying for nearly 20 years. Song Dan, who is over forty years old now, is extremely well maintained, and the money spent on his face every year is enough to make ordinary people staggered. As soon as he stepped out of the bright red Ferrari, the hotel's doorman was just looking at it. In fact, Song Dan is indeed very attractive today, with wide sunglasses on her pink face, slender legs under a light beige windbreaker, and ten centimeters in high heels.

In recent years, Song Dan has slowly adapted to this kind of domestic environment where everything will attract attention, and seems to enjoy more and more that kind of gaze mixed with jealousy and envy. After working in the French group for so many years, how could she, with the title of doctor of computer science, not know what the French were doing. But she felt that none of this had anything to do with her, she just had to take care of the accounts and money, and ensure that an eight-figure dividend went into her account every year.

Charlie Wang rarely interferes in her affairs, she doesn't care about Charlie Wang, as for the general manager of the straw bale Wang Jiahui, the French just opened a company in China in his name, and then used his influence to have a good relationship with the customs, in addition, the old Beijinger surnamed Wang has almost nothing to do with her, and she even faintly despises Wang Jiahui in her heart. But she found that people like Mr. Wong seemed to be in high demand in the capital in recent years, and money and power had become the measure of success.

Today, the temperature in the capital plummeted, and the haze index was extremely high, but Song Dan, who was standing at the door of the Las Veen Hotel, still became a very beautiful scenery, but the sexual illusions of the doormen did not last long to be broken, because it didn't take long for more than a dozen fierce men to get up and down in two Iveco, and they actually met with the lady, and one of the slightly chubby men whispered a few words to her, and the lady frowned and glanced at the three large travel bags that were carried down by her hands and feet, and reluctantly took out her mobile phone。

Wang Jiahui glanced at Li Yundao, who deliberately wore a hat and flat eyes, and the latter nodded at him, before he waved his hand to the doorman and took three luggage carts. When I got to the elevator, I swiped the card to press the floor, and then the doormen realized that they were guests of the presidential suite.

The elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor, and there were two tall Asian bodyguards standing at the elevator entrance. "The bodyguards on the Chinese side were arranged by Jiahui International, so I naturally knew these two proprietors.

Li Yundao casually glanced at the woman who was Song Dan, obviously in the hearts of others, this prince in charge of finance was much more noble than Wang Jiahui, a legal person who had lost money.

"Juliet is inside?" Song Dan looked up at the valuable door not far away, her eyes revealing some disgust, obviously she was not too interested in Juliet's female devil.

The bodyguard said: "I just called Peking duck and Donglaishun hot pot to go in, it should be a meal." ”

The corners of Song Dan's mouth raised slightly, and he turned his head to Wang Jiahui and said, "I'll send it here, you can do the rest by yourself, I can't see it and I don't worry about it." "Living abroad for many years, Song Dan's accent has changed a little, and some of the words seem very rusty.

Wang Jiahui pretended to be nervous: "Then how can I ......do it?" I don't know her...... In case she ......"

Song Dan walked into the elevator without looking back, crossed his arms and sneered: "Don't worry, she's not interested in your fat." ”

When the elevator went down, Wang Jiahui turned his head expressionlessly: "Go." ”

There were four people guarding the door of the presidential suite, two of them were Chinese, and the other two were bodyguards brought directly by Juliet from Colombia, seeing them coming, they said a bunch of words, Wang Jiahui couldn't understand, and scolded angrily: "Dog day foreign devils, a group of unknown dog things, Lao Tzu sent dicks to your master." ”

The door of the suite suddenly opened, and a fat black head with big ears poked out, and Wang Jiahui was seen as if he saw a savior: "Brother, you're finally here, I'll call it, these two hundred and five dogs are really fucking not things......"

The black fat man's face is still a little bruised, and he seems to have suffered a lot of grievances.

Wang Jiahui was pushed away by the black fat man: "You don't come, I don't know you yet, you can describe the big thing as five thunders, and you go cool." By the way, sue a few of them, flash aside, Lao Tzu sent someone here!"

The black fat man's expression was happy: "Is it really that brother?" As he spoke, he wanted to unzip the big black travel bag, but was grabbed by the thin car: "Go with a little flash, otherwise you will finish the matter in a while, and find twenty men with special habits to blow up your chrysanthemum." ”

The black fat man couldn't figure out the origin of the thin car, and he was angry and annoyed, but seeing that Wang Jiahui's face was expressionless, and it was not easy to have a seizure, he had to flash to the side and open the door of the presidential suite, and at the same time said something to the two Latin Americans in Spanish dialect that he didn't understand.

Seeing this, the Latinos did not stop them, but they only let a few people who delivered the things in, and the rest waited outside.

Li Yundao nodded at Wang Jiahui, Wang Jiahui took a deep breath and walked into the suite.

This presidential suite is indeed extremely luxurious and luxurious, with a smell of hot pot wafting from the splendid dining room and the very free laughter of women.

"Miss Juliet, the matter is done, Mr. Wang sent someone here. The fat black man rushed in first to report the good news.

Juliet, who was sitting on a half-naked strong man, suddenly looked surprised, and regardless of the strong man's resentful eyes, she rushed to the living room, and sure enough, she saw the three large travel bags on the three luggage carts, and immediately smiled: "Great, Hansen, we have company at night." ”

The half-naked strong man was wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, revealing a body of muscles that he had worked so hard to cultivate, and at this time he walked out reluctantly, looking at the three travel bags with angry eyes. At this time, everyone found out that this man was actually a popular male model in China, and it is said that he is still known as a "peerless good man" in the entertainment industry, and it seems that most of the good men in the entertainment industry are just a joke.

"Don't do that, my dear, they're toys for both of us, just toys for themselves!" Juliet laughed debauchedly, hooking the strong man's neck, and when the man lowered his head, the two of them kissed the snake, and after a while they were both out of breath, and the sound was unbearable.

Wang Jiahui and the others really couldn't stand it, so they turned around one after another, only Li Da Diaomin stared at the two of them curiously.

Juliet's back was to Li Yundao, but the model man saw Li Yundao's eyes in the afterglow, and for some reason, he was a little weak-hearted. As if because of annoyance, the male model raised his head and said to Li Yundao in an unkind tone: "Boy, what are you looking at?

Li Yundao shook his head quickly: "I haven't seen you like this." ”

"What's wrong with me like this? It's still jealous of you!"

Li Yundao smiled: "To be honest, I'm jealous, jealous of your lowly character, jealous of how you have such a thick skin, and jealous of how your appetite is so good, how can ordinary men have sexual interest in such an old woman?

The male model's face turned blue in vain, shook off Juliet, and rushed to Li Yundao: "Is there a kind of you say again?"

Juliet's Chinese level is not very good, and she can't understand what Li Yundao said, but she is not stupid, and she knows that what Li Yundao said is not a good thing to say with her ass. She looked carefully at the young man in front of her with a hat and black-rimmed eyes, and always felt that the smile of the Chinese young man in front of her was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it. "Wait, what's your name, have we met?" Juliet looked at Li Yundao with a curious expression, such a move made the male model even more jealous, and he rushed over and wanted to make a move on Li Yundao, but was directly pulled by Juliet: "Honey, you wait, it's not too late to ask clearly and then do it, it's a big deal that someone will be your servant in a while......" Juliet said that she was not old, and she was not young when she was young, and her figure was also concave and convex, and at this time she put on a wave appearance, even Wang Jiahui, a man who has been circling among women for countless years, can't help but have the illusion of being on the top of a sperm * worm.

Li Yundao smiled slightly: "Aunt Juliet, you really don't recognize me?"

Juliet was still curious, and stepped forward to examine his face carefully, but Asian men seemed to have such a high nose and thin eyes, but those eyes seemed to be familiar.

Li Yundao smiled, slowly took off his hat, and removed his glasses.

Juliet's eyes suddenly widened: "You...... You...... How could it be your ......"

Li Yundao smiled: "Why can't it be me?" Hello Juliet, my name is Li Yundao, police!"

No matter how bad Juliet's Chinese is, she will not understand the word "police".

Suddenly, there were a few muffled grunts behind her, and Juliet turned around, shocked in her heart.