Chapter 153: It's You Again!
Yang Ming only took this incident as an episode, went back to take a shower and dressed up, and then according to Eddie's suggestion, he sprayed himself with perfume very much, and considered wearing some clothes that showed his figure, and went clubbing!
In terms of advocating male bodybuilding and strength, Yang Ming likes the atmosphere of the United States very much. You can not be handsome, but you have to train your body, and there is a market for the same.
In the cloakroom, he finally decided on a simple combination of shirts and jeans, which can highlight his advantages, and then see that it is still early, take some snacks to the sofa and watch TV.
Yang Ming likes to watch the news to practice listening, and then he coincidentally saw Breaking NES (breaking news) and found that it was this afternoon's picture.
The reason he finally understood, it was two black people eating in a restaurant, and they had a conflict with people, and the black man flipped the table with one Nigo.
Then passers-by called the police, and the nearby policewoman came to deal with it, thinking that the opponent had chosen the wrong gun with his bare hands, and the stun gun failed to bring down the big man, and she almost planted herself.
After that, it was the picture taken by the passerby's mobile phone, and he even saw himself! It's just that he can't say how handsome he is, but he just flirts with yin and steps on his feet to solve the two, and the trick is indeed a little bit ...... Jackie Chan-style martial arts.
No wonder they all call themselves nicknames. Then there was the reporter's interview with Vanessa, a female police officer, who said that it was a gentleman with a sense of justice who assisted in the arrest.
"Huh, you have a conscience!"
Yang Ming didn't expect her to say good things to herself, but if she ran into it again, would he dare to say something else. After all, Americans have guns, and although California has strict gun regulations, criminals still care about the law?
After reading the news, the time was almost up, and I rushed to the place agreed by Daniel. It is a nightclub with a long queue at the door, he has been a nightclub owner for so long, and he knows whether it is high or not, and he looks at the door.
It is certainly unusual for so many people to queue up, and the arrogant Ferrari Enzo stops directly at the door, but those who have an eye for everything will let it be used as a landscape.
Yang Ming's list is already on the books, and the janitor black man will be released after confirming it.
In the hot nightclub, he saw Daniel, who was talking and laughing with a group of girls, he also saw Yang Ming, and waved his hand: "Here!
"Hey!" Yang Ming stepped forward to hug him, "I love this lively place!"
"Have fun tonight!" Daniel said with a smile, "Introducing you to these girls, Debbie, Flora, and Grace!"
"This is young Yang, a big entrepreneur!"
"Nice to meet you!"
Greetings were raised, champagne was served, and DJs with a high enough rank were already in the hot field. Yang Ming talked about some things about nightclubs and wine, which was very doorway.
"To be honest, I think that's what you're in. Daniel felt.
"I really am. Yang Ming nodded, and under the curiosity of the girls, "I run a nightclub in China, and there are many nightlife venues, and I can also bartend!"
"Oh Maiga, you're so talented!" the Los Angeles girl said in a standard tone.
Lao Yang enjoyed this kind of worship, and after two cups of horse urine, his stomach floated: "I will still drive a Ferrari with one hand, do you know?"
"Oh really, you're so cool!"
"I'm a race car driver. Yang Ming really didn't want to show off too much.
White girls sometimes don't have much intelligence, as long as you're cool enough and you're special enough - but it's the same everywhere.
Yang Ming just made a qualified demonstration, and then invited: "If you have the opportunity, you can go to the local racing track, and I will definitely not disappoint you by taking my co-pilot!"
"I'd love to try racing!"
When it came to this, everyone was very interested, and Daniel said: "There are local racing clubs in Los Angeles, and they play a quarter of a mile in a straight line, and they play half a mile. ”
"You Americans like simple, rough straight lines, but I like traditional tracks. "Yang Ming is still a little picky about how to play.
"I like tradition too!" Flora in the girl made her girlfriends laugh after she finished speaking, and it seemed that someone was interested.
Yang Ming glanced at Flora, she was a typical rich daughter, with long straight hair, a slender figure, and inevitably a lot of famous brands on her body, and a little rebellious.
But it doesn't matter if it's good or bad, Yang Ming just wants to have fun and brag!
Daniel clicked his phone a few times and told them, "There's a straight-line acceleration event this Saturday, and there's a track event, just right!"
"That's the day after tomorrow?" Yang Ming confirmed the time, if you have money and time, it's also very good to find these pastimes and entertainment.
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So bragging about spending a night, Yang Ming, who was a little upset, was not interested in playing anymore, and called a substitute driver to drive him home, and slept until dawn.
I went to the company again in the morning, and things were slowly progressing. However, there is a lot of analysis about the origin of Krugman and his family.
According to data disclosed by listed companies or other sources, his family is one of the major shareholders of Citigroup and the founder of a private equity fund that is good at investing in unlisted companies.
There are also a lot of achievements in investing in the pharmaceutical field, although this is a long-term job, but there is money to be made, and naturally countless people will study it.
It can be said that all aspects are quite in line with the standards, and if there is really a need for cooperation, the price code and rights and interests can be discussed.
Yang Ming decided to send the information to Sun Wenrong in China and let him refer to it.
Then I finished lunch and went home from work. Thinking of going to the race track on Saturday, I just went to give Enzo a regular check-up and planned to upgrade the semi-hot melt tires and adjust the racing-style steering ratio.
Enzo is very well maintained, and although it has been left for more than ten years, it is still a treasure knife.
After an afternoon, I got back on the car that was tuned to meet the requirements of my track, turned off all electronic aids, and the horse returned!
This 660-horsepower sports car is like a wild horse, and it is impossible for people without racing skills to control it!
But Yang Ming still controlled it steadily, ran to the opposite mountain, and found that there was no strip on the road, and then turned around and ran back still without a strip, so he tried the undulating mountain road again.
It was inevitable that I had another trip, and I ran back and forth twice without touching a few cars, and I let go of my courage, and the speed of the car was unconsciously increased, and the corners and lines were steady!
And then...... The familiar flash flashed in the rearview mirror!
"Ahh
What the hell is this luck...... Yang Ming honestly pulled over and saw the police officer coming down from the rearview mirror, and when they looked at each other, everything was clear.
"You're you again?"
Vanessa, the LAPD officer, frowned, surprised, a little funny, and serious about this guy who forgot the pain in just one day!
Yang Ming squeezed out a smile: "It's my fault! I shouldn't-"
"Get off!Don't talk about it!You get off!" Vanessa didn't bother to listen to the reason, it turned out to be an old fritter, but she was caught by herself again.
Yang Ming couldn't have imagined that he would be so unlucky! If it weren't for the same person, it would be good to say that he would be able to continue the reason of "I'm not familiar with the imperial unit", but now alas!
What's even more unexpected is that when she got out of the car, she didn't even say what she had done, so she came first-
"Hands up, face the car, hands on the roof!"
Yang Ming already has countless MMPs in his heart, and he knew that he would let your stinky girl be beaten to death in the first place!
Of course he didn't see it, Vanessa showed a sly smile on her face, and pretended to touch him, touching back and forth several times in the muscled areas of the chest and abdomen.
"You didn't bring any contraband, did you?" she asked.
Yang Ming wanted to say that you were taking advantage of me or searching, and he was honest: "There is no police officer!"
"Really?" so she checked again.
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