Chapter 363: The World of Seeing Faces Needs Temperament to Save

The topic has shifted to missionary work, and Tong Jianjun naturally rejected the nun: "I'm sorry, I believe in Buddhism." ”

Tong Jianjun used to be a little biased towards Buddhism because of his mother's relationship. But now that he himself has the same ability as gods and Buddhas, his belief in this aspect is naturally a lot weaker. The reason for saying this is only to refuse the mission of a certain nun. He believed in himself more than the gods and Buddhas.

The long-legged nun was not annoyed, and said with a smile, "If you want to change your faith, you can always come to me." I've always forgotten to introduce myself, my name is Bayonetta. ”

"Bayoneta?" Tong Jianjun paused, "I remember." ”

Because he refused the missionary of the long-legged nun Bayonetta, Tong Jianjun did not stand here and continue to talk to her, but returned to the room.

The snoring of a certain person surnamed Jiang was still like thunder, and he slept quite sweetly. Tong Jianjun took out his headphones and blocked his ears, and began to be stunned when he listened to the song.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, I didn't hear the alarm clock ringing, but Jiang Zheming woke up on time. At this moment at the junction of day and night, he became very energetic, not at all like he had just woken up.

"Let's go, let's go have dinner, go shopping casually, and get high later!" Jiang Zheming stood up suddenly.

"Well, at your command. Tong Jianjun believed that Jiang Zheming was an expert in this regard, and decided to follow his actions at night.

"Hey, you're on the right track. Jiang Zheming said with a smile.

Jiang Zheming's college life was spent in Xiahai, and four years can completely make this outsider mix like a fish in water in this place.

He took Tong Jianjun to eat dinner, and the place Jiang Zheming was looking for may not be very famous, but it tastes really good. Regardless of the sanitary conditions, Tong Jianjun feels that he can reluctantly rate a Mi Qi Aya one star, yes, it is Mi Qi Aya, not a tire.

Although a certain big star is a pure foodie, it is difficult to eat food that does not meet a certain standard. As a result, Tong Jianjun divided the things in this world into four levels: no entrance, Mi Qi Aya one star, Mi Qi Aya two stars, and Mi Qi Aya three stars.

Since it doesn't look at the hygienic conditions, it is much easier to get a one-star selection, as long as it tastes good.

"Well, I'm taking you to a good place. Jiang Zheming boasted.

"Not bad. Tong Jianjun nodded.

"But you're very calm, and the first time I ate here, I was so excited. Jiang Zheming said.

"Then you must rarely go to eat on the Falling Moon Bridge, and the night food restaurants there are basically of this standard. Tong Jianjun recalled, "It's just that the bridge is still being rebuilt, and I don't know when it will be restored to its original state, and whether those old shops can be opened back is also a question." ”

"That's a shame. Jiang Zheming said, "I really didn't eat on the Falling Moon Bridge before, and as a wooden bridge person, I was really incompetent." ”

"Haha, in fact, my cooking level is also good, you will know if you have a chance to try. Tong Jianjun said.

"You?" Jiang Zheming was a little unconvinced, after all, someone didn't look like a cook.

Tong Jianjun didn't argue much, the dishes made by his superstar chef Mi Qi Aya were not something that ordinary people could enjoy. Some opportunities, missed, are missed.

The nightlife in the sea is definitely more than a nightclub. But Tong Jianjun followed Jiang Zheming out this time, just to feel the nightclub, so he didn't hang out much, and at nine o'clock in the evening, he took Tong Jianjun into a nightclub with English names.

Tong Jianjun has never been sensitive to English, and he didn't remember the name of this store, only remembering that he had to pass the audit before entering.

It's not about your political background, it's not about whether you have enough money in your pocket, and it's not about interrogating whether your dad is surnamed Wang. If you want to enter this nightclub, there is only one requirement, that is, the appearance must reach a certain level or above.

It's a world of faces......

When Tong Jianjun was pushed forward by Jiang Zheming with bad intentions, the security guard in a suit and leather shoes stopped him and stared at him.

"I'm sorry, please go back. ”

Tong Jianjun was directly stunned, he looked at himself, he didn't look like a down-and-out person, why did he let himself go back as soon as he entered the door?

"Hahahaha......" Jiang Zheming pulled Tong Jianjun back with a smile, "This is a nightclub that looks at faces, it doesn't meet a certain standard, you can't get in, at least eight points up! Let me show you!"

After speaking, Jiang Zheming walked forward.

"I'm sorry, sir, please go back. ”

"Hahaha......" Tong Jianjun laughed exaggeratedly, just to retaliate.

"How is it possible, four or five years ago, I was a frequent visitor here!" Jiang Zheming looked incredulous, "With my conditions, even if I bring you to lower the average score, I can take you in!"

"It's not easy, old cob, you're old and decrepit. Tong Jianjun sneered, "Let me show you what the importance of temperament is." ”

Tong Jianjun pulled Jiang Zheming back, he closed his eyes, and then opened them suddenly, and an indescribable momentum spread from his body.

That's right, that's the most handsome in the world with honey confidence!

"I've already said it, you ......" Before the security guard finished speaking, Tong Jianjun's momentum had spread to his body, piercing his brain, and a thought rose from his mind, it seemed, this person, it seems, maybe, maybe, indeed, really handsome.

"Please come in!"

"it!" Jiang Zheming looked incredulous, and was carried into this nightclub by Tong Jianjun.

"Why not?" Tong Jianjun grinned at the corner of his mouth, "A man can't just rely on his face to eat, he also has to rely on his temperament! With my temperament, it is more than enough to take you in." ”

Jiang Zheming originally wanted to refute something, but the confident momentum of honey in someone's body had not yet been obtained, and it had affected him at the moment, so he couldn't say anything to refute.

Probably because I came too early, the atmosphere inside hadn't warmed up yet, and there weren't many people, all of them were in the direction of the dance floor.

Casually found a small table to sit down, Jiang Zheming asked, "Do you know how to drink?"

"Of course, it will. Tong Jianjun nodded, "You can just order it, I'm not familiar with it here." ”

"That's good. Jiang Zheming called a waiter, "Let's get a bottle of Hennessy VSOP and a bottle of Chivas Regal first." ”

After the waiter left, Jiang Zheming turned his head and said to Tong Jianjun: "I used to store countless wines here, even the royal salute...... I've fired a shot with a friend, what are you looking at?"

Tong Jianjun pointed to the dance floor and said, "The girl who is hilarious in the middle of the dance floor seems to be the long-legged nun!"