Qin Qin has four friends to play with, and she is much happier every day. And her father is also looking for fun outside every day-

Since Lin Chengshan built the Lin industry, there has never been a shortage of women around him, and after changing one lover after another, Lin Chengshan has true feelings for the last one.

This woman's name is Yang Manti.

Speaking of her, that fame is really not small, people used to be the head of the "Fanghua" dance hall under the Lin Group, wearing red and green have a unique style, dancing, twisting and swinging with a small waist, and hooking up so lightly with his bare hands, the man in front of him is still young and young with his seventies and eighties, and it is impossible not to be moved.

Every dynasty and generation, all kinds of women appear one after another, the beautiful and ugly, the pure and demonic emerge in endlessly, but there will always be such a woman who has achieved the ultimate in women.

They are beautiful, so beautiful that they are ashamed of the flowers in the closed moon, sinking fish and geese-

They are demons, half snakes and half foxes, people and ghosts are worried-

They are cold, so cold that the autumn wind is whining, and the snow is fluttering—

Their every move reveals a thousand kinds of style, thousands of lingering, a smile, as if the peony suddenly opened in the hot sun, and as if the stars twinkled in the night sky. This kind of woman is a woman among women, the incarnation of the fox fairy flower demon, sneaking into the mortal world to see the world of flowers.

Yang Manti is a superb woman flower.

"Hahahaha-"

Her unbridled laughter in a rhythmic four-beat beat resounded throughout the ballroom, and even the musicians were disrupted by her.

There was no way for the men not to notice her, she was so dazzling that the tickets were often empty, she never danced a second dance with a man, and she had to think of another way to ask her.

She loved dancing and drinking, and only a few sisters knew privately that her favorite thing was cigarettes. After every dance, she always lit a cigarette, one table per person, and it was impossible for those attentive men to get close to her.

Tonight, Manti sat at a small table in the dark as usual and smoked, thinking about today's dancers a little strange: looking at an old man in Shanghai who was only one and a half hundred, his hair was meticulously combed, and although his clothes looked high-grade, it was not a rare commodity, why did the people in the dance hall treat him respectfully, and the manager personally came to her dressing room to tell her to serve her well, and gave her a bouquet of roses.

What is the origin of this person who dances with him, and has such great ability? She had no way of knowing, so she could only wait for the change.

Who is this person who makes Manti wonder? Not a newly appointed officer, not the boss of a large factory, who is he? It is Lin Chengshan, the big boss of "Fanghua", whose industry is all over Shanghai, and everyone knows it, but he is very mysterious and never takes pictures, so many people have heard of his name, but they have never seen him, and they can't recognize him even if they stand in front of them.

Lin Chengshan heard the dance hall manager report to him that there was a new out-of-town lady in the dance hall, how did she look, how did she use her methods, it turned out that she was dancing in another small dance hall, and it seemed that she was not able to hook up with the boss over there, and she was known by the grandmother and kicked out, and she jumped to us a few days ago.

Since she came, the ballroom business has been like cooking oil on fire, and it has become more and more prosperous day by day. Lin Chengshan listened with a smile, smoked his cigar, and nodded again and again.

This time, he saw the dancing queen with his own eyes, and after dancing a minuet, a long-lost mood flooded, and the blood around his body seemed to become younger.

Oh, Manti!

Ah, Manti!

Scared, Manti!

Lin Chengshan reveled in the toilet and read Manti's name, shook a few times of residual urine, and tied his pants and came out. I was about to go to her again, but the manager hurried to find him - no, I had to deal with these things first!

Over there, Manti was still sitting alone at a small table, smoking a cigarette and spitting out smoke, thinking about how to find out who the half-old man was and what it was. After a while, a cigarette was smoked, and all the tickets for tonight's dance were bought for him.

Manti finished a glass of red wine, took out another cigarette, wiped the lighter a few times, it was all Martian, really, it was used up so quickly. Manti was sulking and didn't have a fire to light a cigarette, a young man in a white suit

The man walked over, took out the lighter without saying anything, and "snapped" to start a flame.

Manti's hand on his chin was on his chin with his cigarette, his head raised, his eyes slipped, and he said coquettishly:

"The flame isn't big enough, sir."

Mr. White Suit seems to have experienced a few happy occasions and is familiar with the mysteries of Fengyue, he smiled and took out his wallet, pulled out a banknote, lit it on the flame, leaned over and asked Wu'er to light a cigarette, Manti looked at him, and smiled.

"How can the flame of a banknote be big enough?"

It was the half-old man who spoke, and Manti and Mr. White Suit looked up.

Here Lin Chengshan asked people to push a small car, and a large bouquet of "roses" was offered on the car, which was not a real rose, but a "rose" made of stacked banknotes.

Mr. White Suit was angry, ignoring the fact that there was still a burning note in his hand, and the flame licked his hand affectionately, so painful that he shook his hand vigorously, soaked it in wine to cool down, and looked up at the provocative one angrily

Person.

Lin Chengshan asked people to light all the "roses" on fire, and took out one of them himself, and gave it to Manti.

"Miss Yang, please."

Manti threw away the cigarette in his hand and replied to him lightly:

"I don't want to smoke anymore, sorry."

"Miss Yang, don't embarrass Boss Lin, Boss Lin is our boss."

The manager whispered a warning in her ear. Oh! It turned out that he was the famous Lin Chengshan. Manti's eyes lit up, and he looked at him carefully, it was really "a real person who doesn't show his face." "The old fox Dalin hides so deeply, I always hear the sisters talk about it, and today is a real person.

The eyes of these two people passed infinite information back and forth, Mr. Bai Suit jumped out unconvinced and was about to scold Lin Chengshan, the manager gave a look to a few of his subordinates, and a group of people pushed and shoved Mr. Bai Suit out of the dance hall. Lin Chengshan looked at the beauty in front of him triumphantly, as if he wanted to celebrate the victory with her.

Hehe, knowing that it was a big green hat, and being carried away by the desire to occupy the leader, the men must rush to be the first.

Manti never imagined that he could get Lin Chengshan's favor. Tonight, she danced and spun on the dance floor, and she didn't stop for a moment, and the heat wave on her body spread to Lin Chengshan one after another. This half hundred

The old man danced no worse than the young man, and he was even more energetic when he looked at the big beauty in front of him, he wanted to regain his strength and conquer this beautiful girl.

"Miss Yang, you are so beautiful, intoxicating."

With a "flutter", Manti lowered her head and smiled.

"Why are you laughing?"

"On the dance floor, every man will say the same thing to me, Mr. Lin, you are vulgar too."

"I'm vulgar, Miss Yang, you're so beautiful."

Lin Chengshan slammed the hand that held Manti's slender waist, and Manti staggered into Lin Chengshan's arms:

"You can't get out of my arms if you are out of the world."

"Oh, you're so strong."

"Ahh

Manti smiled coquettishly, and glanced at Lin Chengshan with phoenix eyes:

"I like it."

When Lin Chengshan heard this, a fierce spirit, a fierce force jumped up from the bottom up, as if the fighting raised its crown, exploded its bright and dazzling feathers, and showed off its strength.

This woman praises herself so much, ha, she is not old with a sword. Manti, my meat, Lin Chengshan pouted to kiss her, Manti on the side, raised his hand to cover half of his face, Lin Chengshan kissed a mouthful of feathers,

"Phew, phew."

He spat out twice:

"Manti—"

Like a child, he begged Manti for a kiss. Manti ignored him, let go of his hand, and said:

"I'm tired, Mr. Lin, you let me get off work first!"

"Okay, Miss Yang, I'll send you back."

"Come on!"

Lin Chengshan followed behind Manti stupidly, as if he had received the order of the emperor Lao Tzu, and sent her all the way out of the gate, and he was about to call a driver to drive.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for sending me out, and I'll call a car back by myself."

"Let me send you back!"

Without waiting for Lin Chengshan to open the car door, Manti had already got into a rickshaw, clasped his hands, put them on his lap elegantly, and sent him a parting kiss, saying:

"Goodbye, Mr. Lin."

The rickshaw driver turned the front of the car and ran away, Lin Chengshan looked at Manti's distant back melancholy, and hit his flattened left hand with his right fist, secretly determined to chase this beauty.

Sitting on the rickshaw, the cool breeze was blowing in her face, and Manti half leaned in the seat, tilting her head and closing her eyes in intoxication, feeling the gentle caress of the cool breeze. The fresh air is so good, but unfortunately it is too short for me.

In the dance hall, there was the smell of alcohol and perfume everywhere, and the smell of stinky men, which was not disgusting.

Manti is powerless to get rid of this kind of day, and the money gives her a sense of security and makes her feel empty, what is money, I bah. Manti angrily remembered her boss before, a few days ago the newspaper said that he went bankrupt and jumped off the building, and it was really not God's blessing, and he committed suicide after failing in business.

She should be happy, but she can't be happy, she followed him to Shanghai, always fantasizing that this is her destination, but in the end it ended like this.

"Alas——。"

Manti sighed lightly, looked at the ring finger of his left hand, and became sad: If there is a man in this world who is really willing to be good to himself, he is the big boss, she marries, he is called Hanako, and she also marries. She has long been short of money, and she thinks it's worth it to exchange the blood and tears of the dancing girl for a sincere treatment.

And Lin Chengshan, who was on the other end, had been thinking about her since he saw her that night.

A bouquet of red roses was delivered to Manti's apartment in the morning, and a bouquet of white roses was delivered to her at night. Manti likes roses, but she likes champagne roses the most, the red is not like red, the white is not like white, with a little sunrise splendor, and a little sunset hazy, the most likeable.

A bouquet of red roses during the day made her heart uneasy, and a bouquet of white roses at night added to her fear.

"Miss Yang, do you prefer red roses or white roses?"

"Mr. Lin, the red and white roses are your love, you like them, so you bring them to me, aren't you?"

Lin Chengshan squinted and smiled, shaking his shoulders happily:

"Miss Yang, you really understand me."

Manti pursed her lips and smiled, revealing a smart look:

"Mr. Lin, it is said in the novel - this hot woman is like a red rose, and a pure woman is like a white rose. Marrying a red rose, over time, the red one has changed into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one is still 'the bright moonlight in front of the window'; Right? ”

Lin Chengshan heard that Yang Manti was secretly scolding himself, and his face was a little unsightly:

"Miss Yang, can what you say in this novel be true? Those writers make up crooked words every day to deceive you young girls. ”

"Mr. Lin, I don't believe it, where are the women in this world all white and all red, some white and red, some red and white, some pink, and some-"

Lin Chengshan listened to her and thought it was funny, and when he saw that she deliberately paused, he teased her and said:

"Some like you, what color?"

"Champagne."

Lin Chengshan muttered "champagne", how to understand this, and Manti didn't tell him that this woman was too elusive. The music turned low, and Manti put two white and soft arms on Lin Chengshan's shoulders.

"Hold me tight."

Lin Chengshan tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, looking at Yang Manti in his arms, he seemed to have returned to the time of twenty years ago. Originally, I often lamented that I was old, and my feelings for men and women were weak, and sometimes I couldn't like it. Now that I am teased by this woman, I have rejuvenated.

Ah, this feels so good, life is just a few autumns, the weather is cool and the wind is good.

Lin Chengshan found that he was becoming more and more inseparable from Yang Manti, and she was constantly diligent every day, she didn't like red roses and white roses, so she gave her champagne roses and spelled out a heart to send her.

Manti can grasp the affairs of Fengyue, the more attentive Lin Chengshan is, the more she drifts away. Anyway, now the dance tickets are all his, and sometimes he deliberately doesn't go, go to the New World tonight to buy beautiful jewelry or go to the Dangui Tea Garden to watch Peking Opera, and give him a fragrant kiss tomorrow night.

is like seeing flowers in the fog, which makes Lin Chengshan more and more itchy, he is like a twenty-year-old guy who has fallen in love, and the feeling is too similar to Qingqing's mother, Peijun's first love.

Back and forth, you go in and I retreat, you retreat and I go in like a tango dance, and both parties have fun. Lin Chengshan decided to raise Manti and let her stay by her side for a long time, but there was still a river across it-

In the Lin family's spacious restaurant, Lin Chengshan took his daughter Qinqin to dinner together.

"Qinqin, dad should find you a mother, you are old, and dad is not good at teaching you."

“……”

"Qinqin, you see that you dress like a boy all day long, how can you look like a girl."

“……”

"Qinqin, Dad is for your good."

"Bang!"

Qin Qin threw the rice bowl in his hand on the table hard, didn't wipe his mouth, and went upstairs alone angrily.

"You child, Dad brought her to the house in the afternoon, and you are obedient."

Lin Chengshan looked at his daughter's back and said, his neck stretched out, and when Qin Qin turned around and agreed, Qin Qin went straight into his room.

There was another "bang", and the bedroom door was slammed shut.

……