Chapter 35: Warm nephrite in the bosom

"Can I sit here?"

The rich lady walked up to Wang Hao, smiled shyly, and pointed to the empty position next to Wang Hao and asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This voice is as sweet as honey, like vocal music in the ears!

This figure, the ups and downs of the waves are wonderful and attractive, which makes people think about it!

Wang Hao admitted that he couldn't resist at all.

"Of course, beautiful young lady!" Wang Hao stood up and invited very gentlemanly.

The main sofa in the middle can seat three people, and the rich lady sits down elegantly and lightly, and Wang Hao then sits down.

"My surname is Man, and my friends call me Man'er. The rich lady introduced herself with a smile.

"Wang Hao!" Wang Hao said with a smile.

The beauty is on the side, and she still took the initiative to send it!

If you still hesitate at this time, like a humble gentleman, it will only embarrass the beauty even more!

You must know that those rich ladies who don't have the courage to come over are waiting to see Bai Man'er's jokes.

After the two introduced each other, Bai Man'er obviously became a little embarrassed, and countless eyes in the hall were all focused on her, and Wang Hao naturally felt this.

"Sit closer, Miss Man'er!"

Wang Hao stretched out his left arm very much, gently hugged Bai Man'er's soft and elastic small round waist, and brought it into his arms, while Bai Man'er leaned his head lightly on Wang Hao's shoulder, with a look of shyness and satisfaction.

The slight body fragrance and warmth on Bai Man'er's body made Wang Hao's heart beat faster and his heart fluttered.

But Wang Hao did not make an indecent expression, but smiled and invited a waitress who served the wine, asked for two glasses of red wine, handed Bai Man'er a glass, and a glass for himself, and the two drank slowly with a smile and talked in a low voice.

Seeing this, some rich sons who wanted to see Wang Hao make a fool of themselves also felt bored, or turned their faces to talk to people, or began to prepare to besiege those rich ladies who had not yet decided on a party partner.

Lai Gang sat on the single sofa on the far left, watching Wang Hao's beauty throw himself into his arms, and his eyes were so greedy that they were about to pop out, right under his nose!!

But he could only watch with a blank eye, helpless.

Lai Gang swallowed his saliva, made another call to his junior brother, and shouted in a low voice: "Have you arrived?"

Zhang Lang sat on Wang Hao's right, although he also envied Wang Hao's good luck, but when he thought that this was his good brother, the iron buddy, he came to this party with him, and his iron buddy also helped him suppress Lai Gang so that he had no temper at all, how could he not be happy.

However, there are still regrets, the number of rich ladies is obviously much less than that of rich sons, and he, the rich second generation at the bottom of the ranking, dare not ask for wow!

The remaining rich ladies were quickly invited to leave by some rich sons, but one of them refused the invitation, glanced at Zhang Lang, smiled slightly, and took the initiative to come over.

Zhang Lang is only twenty-three years old, he is young and handsome, and his dress has greatly increased his charm, although he is still a little worse than Wang Hao, but he is also a very dazzling rich son present.

Wang Hao has no chance to get close to her for the time being, and she doesn't know Wang Hao's details and net worth, in contrast, Zhang Lang's net worth is a certainty, and the family wealth has exceeded 10 billion, which is basically the same as her family status.

The woman came over, Zhang Lang smiled so loudly, got up in a hurry, stepped forward to take the woman to his seat, although it was a single sofa, but this sofa was still very wide, and the two of them squeezed it just enough to sit down.

Zhang Lang is also a veteran, and when a woman arrives, she laughs again and again in a few words, and snuggles up in his arms.

Wang Hao saw that no one was paying attention to him, and he distracted outsiders when Zhang Lang was there, and his left hand became dishonest.

"Tsk, it feels really good, warm fragrant nephrite, full of elasticity! When I go back, I have to take a picture of this left hand to commemorate the past romance." "Wang Hao is so cool that he doesn't want it.

Bai Man'er not only didn't see annoyance, but sighed, her face was reflected by the light and red wine, and her face was white and red.

If you don't get drunk, everyone is drunk, Bai Man'er's eyes were confused, and she said in a coquettish voice: "It turns out that you are also so bad!"

Wang Hao laughed and said, "Bai Man'er, your name is so beautiful, but in comparison, you are more beautiful, and this beauty makes me unable to control myself." ā€

"It's Brother Ming! Brother Ming is here!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall, many rich sons shouted excitedly, and some even stood up directly, wanting to go forward to say hello.

When Wang Hao heard the sound, he immediately looked towards the entrance, and saw a young talent about twenty-seven or eighteen years old walking in with a smile, followed by a middle-aged bodyguard with cold eyes.

"He was able to bring his bodyguards in! He is worthy of being the son of the richest man!"

Wang Hao knew this person's face, but he only recognized this face, and he knew it through newspapers and the Internet.

The young talent's surname is Zhang Mingxueming, the only son of Zhang Yixiang, the richest man in China, and the Zhang family's family wealth has exceeded 350 billion yuan in Huaxia currency, even in the world, it is also one of the famous chaebols.

The rich sons in the hall wanted to come forward to make friends, and Sun Yuqin, who had already received the news, also hurried up to greet him.

However, Zhang Xueming suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand to stop the actions of the rich sons, and said aloud with a smile: "I understand the enthusiasm of all friends, everyone is free, just feel free." ā€

Everyone had to sit back in place one by one, but their eyes still stayed on Zhang Xueming.

Sun Yuqin walked up to Zhang Xueming and said with a smile: "Welcome to Zhang Gongzi! We have prepared a special seat for Zhang Gongzi, please come with me." ā€

There were several extremely low gasps in the hall, although it was slight, but Wang Hao could still hear it clearly.

Of course, even Wang Hao, although he was calm and comfortable on the surface, he couldn't help but secretly take a breath of cold air.

Can you bring a personal bodyguard into the venue!?

Can you get Sun Yuqin's personal greeting!?

There are also dedicated seats!?

I am afraid that this unique glory can only be enjoyed by Zhang Xueming, the son of the richest man!

Zhang Xueming nodded to Sun Yuqin very politely, but he didn't plan to sit in a special seat, but said: "You are Manager Sun, thank you for your hospitality, but forget about the special seat, I just want to know more local young heroes, and it's a bit ungrounded to be special." ā€

Sun Yuqin was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted, and asked with a smile: "Then how should we entertain Zhang Gongzi?"

Zhang Xueming said: "I'll just find a seat and sit down, Manager Sun, please announce the official start of the party, I can't wait to meet the legendary Li Senior of the Demon City." ā€

"I wish Zhang Gongzi a happy time. Sun Yuqin made a gesture of invitation and returned to the stage.

Zhang Xueming smiled slightly, his eyes swept towards the people who were already sitting in the hall, and wherever he looked, the rich sons who were touched by his eyes were all secretly excited.