Thank you Prince Dan for your big reward

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"Damn!" When Wang Hongwei heard the words of the perverted Japanese writer, he gritted his teeth and scolded in his heart.

However, although the words of the perverted Japanese writer made him angry, they also attracted his attention, and what the perverted Japanese writer said in Japanese just now probably meant: "The sick man of East Asia has no knowledge, but the women here taste good..."

"Tastes good? Did he say the taste? Or is it taste? Sure enough..."Wang Hongwei's eyes narrowed.

"Okay, hard work everyone, you have to be busy, everyone here and there..." After the chubby supervisor sent the perverted Japanese writer away, he ran back, and then instructed the waiters to change the few places that the perverted Japanese writer pointed out just now.

Wang Hongwei was also busy, and it was done in a few minutes.

"Okay, everyone is tidying up, the party will start in less than ten minutes, and everyone is in place." The chubby supervisor looked at the time, clapped his hands, and beckoned a group of waiters to their respective posts.

The waiters all dispersed, and Wang Hongwei also arrived at the place assigned to him, and during the party, he mainly carried a plate with a goblet on it, wandered around the hall, and then watched the wine run out, and went to make up the wine, it's as simple as that.

The party soon began, and the guests walked into the hall one by one, drinking with goblets, serving the food on the long table on small plates, eating one bite at a time, and laughing with the people around them.

The pianist in a tuxedo played soothing, tender, and melodious piano music in front of the grand concert, and the party soon warmed up, and the hall slowly became more crowded.

Wang Hongwei held the plate behind his left hand and his right hand, smiling and wandering within the scope of his responsibility, wandering through the crowd, waiting for someone to take the wine on the plate and replenish it.

Of course, with his handsome appearance and tall and resolute figure, just like the chubby supervisor said, Wang Hongwei has attracted a lot of women, ranging in age from big to young, the younger ones look no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and the older ones are in their forties.

"It's... Hehe..."Wang Hongwei just softly rejected a little beauty who accosted him, went to replenish the drink, looked at the note on the plate, the phone number written on it, and a conspicuous red lip print, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Although he smiled bitterly, Wang Hongwei still put the note in his arms, this was already the twelfth note he received, and the beauties of those parties looked at him, if he lost the note, it would be bad if there was any trouble.

Wang Hongwei put away the note, smiled at the group of beautiful women, celebrities, and beautiful girls from a distance, and then turned his head slightly, walked through the crowd, and saw not far away.

There are these two pearls there, countless elite gentlemen, business celebrities, and handsome prodigal sons, all flocking to gather, constantly talking to the two pearls, wanting to win a smile from the beauty.

These two pearls, of course, are Yang Yuanyuan and Xiaomei.

Yang Yuanyuan was wearing a black dress, revealing snow-white arms, and just the right career line, with light makeup on her face, very beautiful and moving, but the dolphin necklace around her neck did not match her as a whole.

The little sister is wearing a white dress, looking at the same style as Yang Yuanyuan, exactly the same, and her face is also painted with light makeup, but she feels different from Yang Yuanyuan, and the little sister is a little charming and attractive.

These two pearls, one black and one white, attracted the attention of everyone present, the naked desire and hidden possessive gaze of the men, and the envious and jealous gaze of the ladies.

"Sister Yuanyuan, my brother said that he would cover us, do you see where he is?" The two refused wave after wave of men, and slowly the men around them were not talking to each other, and as soon as the two relaxed, the little sister quietly asked Yang Yuanyuan.

"No, I watched all the guests in the party, but I didn't see Xiaowei, maybe he didn't get in." Yang Yuanyuan heard Xiaomei's words, shook her head slightly, and responded in a low voice.

The two of them never imagined that Wang Hongwei did not blend in with the guests, but became a waiter, not far from the two of them, quietly protecting the two of them.

'Ding Ding~' At this moment, suddenly the music in the hall disappeared, and a crisp voice sounded.

Everyone's voices disappeared, and if I looked in the direction from which the sound came from, I saw the perverted Japanese writer, standing on the steps of the stairs, dressed in costume, holding a goblet in his left hand and a silver fork in his right hand, tapping the glass gently.

The perverted Japanese writer saw that the scene was quiet, so he said a few opening words, and the translator behind him truthfully translated into Chinese for everyone, which basically meant to thank everyone for coming, and thank the readers who supported him, and then announced the start of the party.

As he finished speaking, music sounded in the hall again, but this time the music was not the same as before, just listening to the enjoyment, soothing and gentle music, but it became dance music, the kind of music that can be danced slowly.

"Sister Yuanyuan, do you want to lean in and test it?" Xiaomei watched the perverted Japanese writer come down the stairs, surrounded by a group of people, chatting with the help of the translator, and secretly asked Yang Yuanyuan.

"Don't act rashly, let's see the situation first." Yang Yuanyuan was very steady at this time, appeasing the little sister who was about to move.

"Huh?" The perverted Japanese writer who was communicating and chatting with various people, of course, also discovered the two pearls in the party, and it was obvious that he still remembered Yang Yuanyuan and Xiaomei, and was puzzled.

Yang Yuanyuan and Xiaomei are such outstanding book lovers, how could he not remember that the two had rubbed him for several days, hoping to get tickets for the party, but he had been very strict, and hinted many times, as long as he was from him, how many tickets would be needed.

But these two beauties just pretended to be stupid and couldn't understand, so he didn't give them tickets, why are they here now?

The perverted Japanese writer apologized to the people around him, and when they left, he waved his hand and let his seductive translator come to his ear, and then asked in her ear what was going on.

When the bewitching translator heard the words of the perverted Japanese writer, he immediately clicked on the tablet he was holding in his hand, pressed it a few times, searched it a few times, and then leaned on the perverted Japanese writer's ear and whispered what was going on, why was Xiaomei and Yang Yuanyuan in the party.

The perverted Japanese writer frowned when he heard that Xiaomei and Yang Yuanyuan had received tickets for the two-chapter party from the rewards of the event.

Then his eyebrows furrowed, and he seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on his bitter face, and his slender eyes narrowed, like a weasel who had been planning some conspiracy.

The perverted Japanese writer picked up two wine glasses from the table, walked up to Yang Yuanyuan and Xiaomei, handed the wine glasses in his hand to Xiaomei and Yang Yuanyuan, and said in Japanese: "Hello, we met again, I still wonder why I didn't see you yesterday." ”

The bewitching translator who followed behind the perverted Japanese writer immediately wanted to translate, but as soon as the little sister raised her hand, she stopped what the bewitching translator was about to say, and also responded in Japanese: "Hehe, we want to surprise you with the teacher." ”

The perverted Japanese writer was a little surprised when he heard that his little sister could speak Japanese.

"Hey, little sister, what are you talking about?" Yang Yuanyuan didn't understand Japanese, so she gently touched her little sister and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, your friend seems to..."The perverted Japanese writer saw Yang Yuanyuan whispering to her little sister and gestured.

"I'm sorry, my sister doesn't know Japanese." Xiaomei apologized in Japanese with a smile, then turned her head and explained to Yang Yuanyuan in a low voice in Chinese: "He is greeting us." ”

"Oh! Well, but you're so knowledgeable that you know Japanese, so I wonder if I'm lucky enough to ask you to do a dance? The perverted Japanese writer stroked his chest with his left hand, leaned forward slightly, stretched out his right hand to Xiaomei, and invited Xiaomei to dance.

The perverted Japanese writer, who is 1.5 or 6 meters tall, leans forward, pretends to be a gentleman, and invites the 1.7-meter-headed little girl to dance, as if he is a dwarf facing Snow White, which is very funny, but no one present laughed.

"Teacher, you have spoken, how can I refuse, please allow me to explain to my sister." Xiaomei responded with a smile in Japanese, and then whispered to Yang Yuanyuan in Chinese: "He wants to invite me to dance." ”

After speaking, Xiaomei stretched out her hand and put it on the hand of the perverted Japanese writer, and walked onto the dance floor with the perverted Japanese writer.