If you talk about dancing in detail, it can be traced back to before the formation of civilized society. At that time, people were communicating with each other through a variety of movements. Or it is not an exaggeration to say that dance is the earliest language of mankind. It's just that today, dance has become a kind of entertainment that is pleasing to the eye.

"You've stepped on me again."

On the dim dance floor, Mo Jiana blinked at Yan Murong and said helplessly. "It's the fifth time."

"I'm sorry." Yan Murong smiled bitterly and apologized. "I said I wouldn't dance anymore."

"But you just said you could learn in two minutes."

"I thought it was easy." Yan Murong looked embarrassed and discussed. "Why don't we jump?"

"Okay." Mo Jiana nodded neatly, to be honest, she really didn't want to jump anymore, fortunately, Yan Murong's footing was quite light, if it was heavier, she would have to change to a pair of oversized shoes tomorrow.

The two walked out of the dance floor, and as soon as they found a place to sit down, Yan Minghua walked over, sat next to Mo Jiana, and said with a smile. "How's it going, I'm disappointed, aren't you?"

"It's okay." Morgana smiled. "Except that I can't dance, I'm not bad in other aspects."

"I'm just a shield." Yan Murong pursed his lips and said disapprerovingly. "I'm just a temporary worker, and you still expect me to be proficient in everything?"

"Cut, you know what." Yan Minghua said complainingly. "Tell you, temporary workers are the most dangerous, especially temporary workers like you, who are not paid, have no insurance, and do not even have safety guarantees."

"I'm used to it." Yan Murong shrugged. "There's a saying that the greater the risk, the greater the reward – besides, if it's troublesome, I don't look for it, it comes to me."

"You're right." Yan Minghua smiled, looked to the side, and said. "Your trouble has come."

"It seems that my mouth is more effective than that of the crow." Yan Murong smiled bitterly.

The person who was walking towards him was none other than the fat woman who had an argument over a dress in the afternoon, and he was also accompanied by the pot-bellied Director Wang, and the fiancé Larson, who Mo Jiana didn't look at very much.

"It's really a narrow road." Miss Zhu looked at Yan Murong with a sarcastic smile on her face. "I really don't know how the Beijing Club does it, and anyone will let them in."

Find fault, naked ~ naked ~ naked to find fault.

"Indeed." Yan Murong nodded approvingly. "I'll have to talk to their leaders another day, and try to get them to make a rule that if they want to enter the club, they have to limit their weight."

Miss Zhu's intention to find fault was obvious, and Yan Murong's words were even more stabbed, and while laughing, she stabbed the other party into internal injuries.

Miss Zhu's face was flushed, and she couldn't say a word, and when she looked at Director Wang again, her eyes kept sweeping over Yan Minghua and Mo Jiana.

"Miss Morgana, could you please do a dance?" In the end, Director Wang still locked his eyes on Mo Jiana, bent down slightly, stretched out his hand, made a gentleman's image, and asked with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable and don't want to dance." Mojana said lightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Director Wang smiled, did not straighten up, but directly shifted the target and looked at Yan Minghua.

"Don't say anything, save Lang saliva, and I won't jump." Without waiting for Director Wang to ask again, Yan Minghua directly refused.

Old **, Yan Murong thought to himself.

Old Se - Oh no, it was Director Wang who saw that the two women refused to dance with him, and Yan Minghua's attitude was so bad, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

"Miss Yan, isn't it too faceless?"

"Face?" Yan Minghua giggled. "Director Wang, it's right that we had a holiday with this fat girl, if you want to form a group to come over and make trouble, just say it, don't make these inexplicable excuses - if I don't give you face, are you going to be mad on the spot?"

As soon as Yan Minghua's words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely embarrassing.

She was right, Director Wang was found by this fat woman to support her, and whether she danced or not was just an excuse, as for Larson, God knows what he was here for, and it was impossible to say what he was here to do.

Director Wang's face was flushed, he didn't expect that this woman would speak so directly, how could this continue?

"How do you talk to Director Wang?"

At this moment, Miss Zhu stood up and looked at Yan Minghua to question, which can be regarded as relieving Director Wang. "Do you think you're awesome if you're one of the three major consortia in China? Hmph, Director Wang invited you to dance to give you face, what about your family's big business? I don't believe there's a single problem in it. ”

Looking at Director Wang again, he stood aside with a tiger face and didn't speak, obviously acquiescing to Miss Zhu's words.

Yan Minghua is a big business, if you put it in a place, it's okay, but this is Yanjing, and Director Wang is still the kind of person who has real power in his hands, even if you are one of the three major consortia in China and want to check you, there are a bunch of excuses - maybe he doesn't dare to find a big trouble, but if he finds you a little trouble every day, it will be really enough.

"It looks like you didn't have enough lessons for the afternoon."

At this time, Yan Murong suddenly stood up and walked over to Miss Zhu with her legs raised.

"Y-what are you going to do?" Miss Zhu took a leap and stepped back again and again, it seemed that Yan Murong's two stitches in the afternoon really scared her a lot.

"What do you say?" Yan Murong looked at her with a smile. "You're not from Yanjing, are you? No wonder, you haven't heard of my style of doing things - but that's okay, I can tell you right now that my style is - if someone scolds me, I'm going to slap me back, and if someone else makes trouble with me, I'll beat him up and never dare trouble me again. ”

"Smack!"

As he spoke, Yan Murong slapped him without warning, and then, a crisp voice sounded on Miss Zhu's face.

"When we met for the first time, I was embarrassed to give you a big gift, this slap was because you were making trouble for me."

"Smack!"

Another crunch. This time, the protagonist of the beating became Director Wang.

"And you, who are also an official—what do you mean by that? If you don't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes. If you don't make decisions for the people, it doesn't matter, and I don't care about collecting benefits, so I beat you because you helped the abuse without asking whether it was right or wrong, which is really a shame for us Chinese officials. ”

The two slaps in succession directly made Miss Zhu and Director Wang stupid, covering their aching cheeks, their faces were full of surprise and incredulity, and they were stunned on the spot for a while, unable to even say a word.

"And you."

Yan Murong turned his head to Larsen, who also looked incredulous, and raised his hand to slap him, which was much heavier than the two slaps on Miss Zhu and Director Wang.

"I hit you because—well, because you don't buy a ticket to see the excitement, you should fight!"