Chapter 9 People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes

If Osborne usually comes to play alone, Dorian's move can definitely save Tina, because everyone is out to play, and they won't make themselves unhappy.

What's more, the girl who can make the nightclub spend so much effort to keep it, the man behind the other party is naturally amazingly powerful, and basically no one will do such a stupid thing in order to come out and play once.

But well!

When Norman came. Osborne had already made a military order in front of Conrad, and now you told him to slap himself in the face, how could that be?

Besides, he is the eldest young master of the dignified Osborne military industry, whether it is now or in the future, he is the small group of people at the top of the pyramid, how can he not have the slightest arrogance?

Dorian's face turned a little blue, and the other party's unrelenting attitude really made him a little unable to get off the stage.

Looking at the stunned look in front of him, if he didn't call Tina, maybe the other party would flip the table and turn his face soon!

As the second leader of the underworld, Dorian is naturally not afraid of the other party flipping the table and turning his face, but now his identity is the manager of the Palm Nightclub.

The Palms Nightclub managed to gain a foothold in Manhattan, and if there was any news at this time, it would be over.

After all, the two hairy young men on the opposite side definitely don't look like the lords who are willing to settle things.

"Wait a minute!" Even if he wanted to drag these two bastards out and hack them to death, Dorian could only hold back the anger in his heart, bow and leave.

People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves!

Seeing that Dorian had to leave with a constipated expression, Osborne continued to play with the bunny girl beside him.

"That Tina, but Dorian's woman!" Without waiting for Osborne to ask, Bunny Girl immediately began to shake off all the little relationship between Dorian and Tina.

Anyway, now that there are so many new nightclubs opening, she can change them at any time, and she doesn't need to be too afraid of Dorian's guy at all.

"Just a manager." Osborne shook the goblet in his hand, he originally thought that Tina was the golden cat that the senator kept here, but who would have thought that it was just the manager's personal girlfriend.

The manager of the Palm Nightclub may be a figure in the eyes of ordinary people, but for Osborne, this kind of person is no different from the servant in his house.

Thinking that a manager would dare to slap his face, Osborne felt that he had always been too good at talking, so that others thought he was a soft persimmon?

"I'm sorry sir, I was a little unwell just now, and I was late, please forgive me." Tina. Carlisle changed into a bright red evening gown and walked in front of Conrad with a light step.

"Sit!" Conrad said, gesturing to the seat next to him.

Originally, he was still a little restrained about coming out to play, but after Dorian's gag just now, now he has completely let go.

So as soon as Tina sat down, Conrad just hugged her up.

"Sir, I don't know your name yet?" Being hugged by a boy who looked several years younger than herself, Tina was a little depressed and tried to break free from Conrad's arms.

"You can call me Mr. Weting!" Holding the sexy beauty next to him, Conrad poked his head out, buried himself deep in the other party's chest and sucked hard.

Pure taste, absolutely free of any chemical elements, completely natural ranch aroma.

Tina was a little at a loss, she had just arrived in New York and was treated as a confinement by Dorian, and she had no experience in socializing at all.

Besides, usually even if someone orders them, everyone chats and drinks at the beginning, and few people go straight to the point at the beginning, which is too urgent.

It's just that Conrad is in a bad mood right now, and he urgently needs a beautiful woman to help calm his mood.

What's more, his feelings for Tina are just that this girl is good-looking, sexy and sings well, and there is no interest in understanding her personal thoughts at all.

I'm here to play, not to be a psychiatrist!

"Bastard!" Dorian stood by the window on the second floor, looking through the cracks in the shutters to see what was going on, the glass in his hand creaking with his pinch.

The box at the Palm Nightclub is designed to be semi-open-air, which means that the top is completely open, but there is a curtain in front of the door.

This will ensure that guests don't feel too inhibited, and when they need privacy, they just need to pull the curtain down!

Of course, as the manager of the nightclub, Dorian naturally knows where to peek inside the box.

It's just that he'd rather not know about it now.

That bastard kid was slapping his hands on his woman, and he didn't have the slightest grace, and he literally blew up a person's lungs.

Tina was a little weak to parry left and right, although Conrad was several years younger than her, but the natural power gap between men and women made her resistance a joke at all.

What's more, she also knows that the other party is someone who can't afford to offend, so the scope of resistance is very limited.

A woman whose physical fitness is not as good as yours and who dare not resist greatly is no different from a bound white rabbit in Conrad's eyes.

He doesn't care whether the other party is voluntary or persecuted, since he has eaten this bowl of rice, he must have the corresponding consciousness, right?

Watching Conrad turn Tina crimson, the bunny girl who was held in Osborn's arms smiled triumphantly.

The war between women is always full of scheming, although Tina feels that she has never offended a group of colleagues, but in the eyes of those women, she who enjoys special treatment is simply the enemy of everyone.

"Shall we go out and have fun, I still have a couple of long-term suites at the Four Seasons." Seeing that Conrad's interest was good, Osborne hurriedly asked while the iron was hot.

Nightclub boxes can also be used as weird places, but neither Conrad nor Osborne are the kind of people who like to expose themselves in public, so it's a good idea to leave here and go to the Four Seasons Hotel.

Tina tried to resist, but Dorian just told her that there were two young people with a lot of backgrounds and needed her to entertain them, but she didn't say that they were going to come out!

Accompany the wine and the introduction, the gap between this is big, okay!

Just as she was about to protest, Duke Conrad slapped her on the buttocks, knocking her words of resistance directly into her stomach.

I'm out to play, and at this time, this girl still wants to quit, doesn't she think she's a fool?

As the saying goes, the Duke of Conrad, who has been depressed for a day, now needs to find someone to vent.