A big boxy face is as flat as if it has been pressed by the earth, but there are still small pits left by a dense pimple on the face, and the two Yanjing are like bull's eyes, and the eyebrows are also extremely thick, almost becoming a straight eyebrow. The nose is as long as a crippled garlic, the nostrils are slightly forward, and you can even see a few nose hairs coming out uncontrollably, and the lips are very thick, hanging on the face like two small sausages, but the little white teeth are still quite long and neat - I guess this is the only thing he can be proud of.

From this man's body, it is fully proved that money can make the devil grind - but the criteria for women to choose men today are also different from those in the past. In the past, it was all the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, and it was not up to them to decide who they chose, and in more serious cases, they could not even see the marriage partner before they got married, and they could only meet on the night of the cave room -- now that the reform and opening up have opened, people's hearts have been opened, and their aesthetics have also changed very much. Nowadays, some women, their criteria for finding a man is not how the other party looks, but how the family affairs are.

No house, no money, no car? I'm sorry, no matter how handsome such a three-no-man man is, they don't want it.

Money, housing, cars and savings, such four haves, old, middle-aged and young are their criteria for choosing a mate - even if the man is even uglier than the primitive person, it doesn't matter.

Although the man in front of him is not as ugly as a primitive person, he is not good-looking, and he is not even in the category of making do with it. It can be said that it is more ugly than Zhou Xingxing's royal shemale like a flower - no, it should be even more ugly than eight taels of gold, at least Ruhua is only ugly on TV, and eight taels of gold is ugly anywhere.

This man's appearance is comparable to eight taels of gold.

Out of politeness, Yan Murong and Yan Tong still forcibly turned their heads away from looking at him—at least that way they wouldn't spit out their dinner.

At this time, Yan Murong deeply admired this woman who dared to challenge the bottom line of human aesthetics. At the same time, I also deeply admired her - if she was in bed, how could she go down?

"Chang Xiaopeng, you came just in time." Seeing this man, Guo Ya'an's expression did not change much, as if he had become accustomed to it, his hands crossed the little demon, and said questioningly. "You asked someone to inform me that I was coming to the party, and now that I'm here, didn't I just bring my brother and brother with me, so why didn't I let them in?"

"That's because of this." Chang Xiaopeng grinned and said. "Today was supposed to be a gathering of our YMCA, so that's why I set this rule."

"The YMCA of." Guo Ya'an's eldest lady also got angry, snorted, and pointed to the woman holding his arm. "Which star is this woman?"

"Hehe, the Ya'an girl has such a good eye." Chang Xiaopeng said with a smile. "This is Hong Kong supermodel Yang Ke, my current girlfriend - how is it, beautiful."

"She's from the YMCA?" Guo Ya'an did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"It's not." Chang Xiaopeng shook his head.

"Since it's not, why can't she enter but not our family?" Guo Ya'an was aggressive, pointing at Yan Murong and said. "Yes, our identity may not be enough, but what about him? ――The eldest son and grandson of the Yan family, are they qualified enough? ”

"I didn't say I wasn't qualified." Chang Xiaopeng shook his head, and at the same time glanced at Yan Murong in surprise, and said quietly. "Since you're here, let's go in, it's crowded and lively."

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." Guo Ya'an snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the banquet hall with Yan Murong and the others.

Chang Xiaopeng didn't move, still standing there, staring at Yan Murong's eyes a little thoughtfully.

"Chang Shao, who is that man, is the Yan family very powerful?" The woman asked curiously.

"Hehe, what's the matter, I was moved when I saw the handsome guy?" Chang Xiaopeng laughed strangely, moved his palm to the woman's buttocks, and pinched it hard.

"What do you say?" The woman said coquettishly. "I'm just curious."

"I was curious." Ignoring the fact that there was a waiter standing next to him, Chang Xiaopeng's palm that pinched the woman's ass was hard again, and said. "This Yan family, but the first family in Huaxia, it's amazing." ――

The size of the banquet hall is very large, with a size of four or five hundred square meters. The decoration inside is even more luxurious, everything is built in the style of the Western court, so that as soon as people enter, they have a feeling of passing through.

"Brother, how is it, it's good here, right?" Guo Ya'an raised his eyebrows, looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"Very good." Yan Murong nodded. "It's just that the people here are a little bit abnormal."

"People are abnormal?" Guo Ya'an was stunned for a moment, and then giggled. "Brother, you're talking about Chang Xiaopeng, right?"

"Who else but him?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "I almost threw up everything I ate at night."

"I don't want to hurt people like you." Guo Ya'an laughed for a while, and then said with a straight face. "Let's talk about it, you don't say this kind of thing in front of him - that guy is a mad dog, you can say anything else, even if you point at his nose and scold his wife, he can deal with it with a smile, but you can't say that he is ugly, he will be mad on the spot."

"I know." Yan Murong nodded. Yan Murong still knows this sentence if he doesn't slap people in the face, and he doesn't scold people for no reason.

As he spoke, Yan Murong asked again. "What's that guy's going on?"

"It's a big deal." Guo Yaan said. "A military family has a lot of energy in the army."

"Soldier?" Yan Murong was slightly surprised and asked. "He's a soldier too?"

"Not really." Guo Ya'an shook his head and said. "His family is a military family, but when he came to him, he didn't become a soldier - it is said that he failed the physical examination - but I think it should be that his appearance is not up to standard."

As he spoke, Guo Ya'an laughed to himself. Wait until you've laughed enough before you speak. "Brother, I'll introduce you to a few friends later."

"Your friend?" Yan Murong asked.

"Well, sort of." Guo Yaan said. "To put it bluntly, there are a few people with decent character - in this kind of place, there is no true love, let alone pure friendship."

"And you're going to introduce it to me?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"Actually, I still want to ask you for help." Guo Yaan suddenly said with a shy face.

"What's the matter?"

"Help me be a shield." Guo Yaan said with a smile. "There's a guy who is always pestering me, and I'm almost annoyed to death."

"Let me be a shield?" Yan Murong said in surprise. "I'm your brother, okay, even if you want to find a shield, you have to find someone who has nothing to do with you, right?"

"What's wrong with my brother?" Guo Ya'an argued. "You just go and drive him away as an elder."

"Then why are you looking for me? Isn't Guo Zijun good? ”

"He's a younger brother, not an older brother."

"What's the difference?" Yan Murong asked.

"It's a big difference." Glancing at Guo Zijun, who also looked strange, Guo Yaan said. "This guy is younger than me, and he is not handsome enough, and he still takes the literary and artistic fresh route, I am afraid that he will not be able to suppress the scene."

As a result, Yan Murong was covered with white sweat on his head - he was a little fresh in literature and art, could it be that I took the rough and bold route?