Qian Duoduo's fat face once again exuded a great and serious brilliance, like a holy light, which made Xu Xiangbei stunned for a moment.

"Brother Xu, what you said is wrong, how can the pursuit of beautiful women be to satisfy my desires? They are an indispensable part of my career. I didn't listen to the ancient poems, my fair lady and gentleman are good. This is what a gentleman must do, if you don't pursue beauty, you are not a gentleman. We all love beautiful women, so we are all gentlemen. ”

Xu Xiangbei couldn't refute, so he could only dry the glass of wine in one go: "Absolutely, I thought you were a rich boy, vulgar and boring, I didn't expect you to be Gu Shiyun, I feel that my three views have been ruined by you." ”

The two fell in love, hugged the Russian beauty, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and drank happily.

Suddenly, Qian Fatzi's eyes lit up, and he thought of another idea: "Brother Xu, it's not interesting to drink like this, why don't we be a little more excited?"

Nephrite jade warm fragrance in his arms, the wine in the cup is fragrant, listening to the fat man's more exciting thoughts, Xu Xiangbei asked stunned: "Isn't this to the extreme?

"This has to be a different place to drink, let's go to the Neon Dress Hotel next door, I have a VIP suite there, let's go there to drink. I'm going to get them stripped naked and covered with good food. How about a great feast of their flesh and food?"

Xu Xiangbei was almost suffocated, and his little heart was almost bursting, letting the two Russian beauties lie naked in front of him, full of exquisite dishes, and the delicious taste was mixed with the body fragrance of the beauties, which was simply an inhuman life.

Xu Xiangbei felt that he couldn't give up: "Wouldn't that be too shameless?"

The fat man shook the wine in the cup, swept away the evil and shameless look, and became gentle: "It depends on what you think." If we transcend human physiology and only treat them as part of the food, for example, the tender breasts must be filled with salmon fillets as thin as cicada wings, and smoked bacon on the thighs, so that the aroma of vegetables and body aromas are mixed, this is the highest artistic state of food. We're not nasty nymphomaniacs, we're avant-garde performance artists, aren't we?"

Looking at the strength of the fat man's eyebrows, Xu Xiangbei sighed lightly, it would be good to have delicious food, but he actually had to eat it with the milky fragrance of beautiful women, and he was also called a performance artist, the life of a rich man is really shameless.

Although he felt that the idea of a fat man was too despicable, Xu Xiangbei was still very yearning, swallowing his saliva, not knowing whether it was beautiful or really hungry, and asked excitedly: "Your idea is really good, but I have a question, where to put the charcoal-grilled pork belly?"

Qian Fatzi smiled evilly: "Hehe, when it's time for dinner, you can put it wherever you want." ”

Xu Xiangbei's mobile phone sent a text message vibrating sound, and it was Sun Jiajia who sent a text message: Remember to cheer for me.

Only then did Xu Xiangbei remember to promise Sun Jiajia to cheer for her: "Is the fashion show starting, I have a friend who shows off the clothes she designed at the conference, and I have to cheer for her." ”

Qian Fatzi's eyes lit up, and he looked curious: "Is it the beautiful woman I met in the department store last time?"

"It's not that one, it's her classmate, named Sun Jiajia, and the three of us are good friends. ”

"Since she is your good friend, she designs clothes, I help her contact merchants to produce, including doing brand packaging promotion, and starting her own brand. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, it's up to her own wishes. ”

The fashion show has begun, and with a strong drum beat, the models are wearing brightly colored and trendy clothes, and they are shining on the stage, mostly in spring and summer fashion, mainly in camisole shirts, dresses, with a bit of retro style.

In order to bring out the bright colors of the clothing, the mainstream style, the makeup of the models is plain and pure, like a plain black and white hanger.

Each of them has undergone professional training, with graceful posture and elegant movements, which fully interprets the content of each piece of clothing.

Xu Xiangbei and Qian Duoduo sat at the front of the runway, surrounded by some clothing critics, model agents, and fashion consultants of large companies, who sat leisurely in their chairs and watched the models on the catwalk.

Xu Xiangbei was looking at the beauties on the catwalk with great interest, he was not interested in the clothes worn by the models, but the parts that were not dressed.

He heard the chattering voice of a woman next to his left.

"There's nothing new about these outfits, they're like they've been picked up from a garbage heap, they're designed by the Italian Paulo? I wonder if he's old and his ability to catch trends is inversely proportional to his baldness. Oh my God, who designed the costume, is that pullover design a child's scarf, it was actually designed by Martha in France? Is Martha pregnant, they all say that a woman is stupid for three years when she is pregnant, it is really like this, I don't think she needs to design clothes anymore, she can go home and breastfeed full-time. ”

The voice was scathing, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but glance sideways, and the other party was also looking at him sideways, they were like a pair of bombers meeting in the air, and their eyes slammed into each other.

It was a beautiful woman who looked a little beautiful, with exquisite makeup, wearing a yellow one-line sundress, revealing a slender collarbone, but the curve under the collarbone was too flat, and it was a complete airport.

Xu Xiangbei hated the noise made by the other party, which affected his appreciation of beautiful women, and when he saw that it was a flat airfield again, he flattened his mouth with a regretful face.

His expression was clearly agitated.

The beauty in the yellow dress rolled her eyes and gently touched Xu Xiangbei: "I'm sorry, you are also engaged in costume design?"

Xu Xiangbei tilted his body, not understanding what the other party meant, so he replied truthfully: "No, I don't do clothing." ”

A contemptuous sneer appeared at the corner of the beauty's mouth: "Then I'm relieved, look at the clothes on your body, these are stalls, my God, what kind of person are you, such a low taste, wearing garbage, and actually sitting in the first row under the catwalk, are you here to smash the field? Or are you bullying the whole audience are mentally retarded?"

Good men don't fight with women, Xu Xiangbei was ridiculed by the other party for no reason, but he couldn't get angry, he just pretended not to hear it and didn't like to take care of her.

The beauty smiled triumphantly, but she actually disliked the girl's flat chest, and she didn't look at what she was wearing.

Qian Duoduo next to him whispered: "Don't mess with her, she is Ouyang Jiahui, the editor-in-chief of the most popular magazine Jade Girl Nishang, she is a famous clothing critic, if you offend her, it will be bad if you write it in her column." ”

Xu Xiangbei quietly glanced at Ouyang Jiahui with his peripheral vision, and saw that she was only looking at the catwalk with a focused expression, and did not pay attention to herself, so he relieved his heart.

(End of chapter)