"Hi, wake up, wake up~"

"I'm so sleepy. Sleep a little longer."

"What do you sleep on? It's getting dawn."

“.”

Fu Guiyin's mind was clouded for a while, and the stamina of the liquor and the release of hormones brought her the feeling of flying, and she felt that she had no strength at this moment.

But someone pushed her shoulders continuously, and even slapped her in the face, forcing her to open her eyes with great difficulty.

The man in front of him gradually became clearer.

is about thirty years old, at first glance there is really a shadow of Xu Ziliang, but take a closer look. Why are you so greasy?

There is no such elegance as a handsome son, only the slippery oil that has been polished by social poison.

But take a closer look

Forget it, people can't be good-looking, it's not a loss!

But the next moment, another, younger, little man appeared behind the greasy man, and then several delicate prints were thrown on Fu Guiyin's face.

"Put on your clothes and get out at once!"

“.”

[What's going on?] What does that mean? Why are you throwing money at me? 】

Fu Guiru knew that this kind of printed matter, called "Great Unity", was a 10-yuan RMB, which could not be circulated in the international market at all, and was a low-value local currency.

Fu Guiyin was stunned, completely stunned.

Why is this person in this room, and why is he giving her money?

But the greasy man didn't wait for Fu Guiyin to come to his senses, so he hurriedly put clothes on her, stuffed the money into her hand, and pushed her out of the door with support.

"Bang~"

As the door closed, Fu Guiyin, who was numb and confused because of a hangover, finally understood what the situation was.

I was misunderstood, and I misunderstood. Incredible.

Count the banknotes in your hand, one, two, three, four, and five one, a total of eight.

Eighty yuan, the eldest lady with a net worth of tens of millions is only worth eighty yuan?

It was my fault that I went to the wrong door but give me eighty dollars. Do you want to die?

After the greasy man pushed Fu Guiyin out of the door, he held his waist and smiled: "Where did Mr. Nakamura find this kind of good goods, although it looks a little old, but it is actually very good.

The technology is good, and the clothes and cosmetics seem to be of a good grade, so they should be local high-end goods."

The man named Nakamura raised his eyes and looked at the greasy man, and said coldly: "Her divine chant is not professional enough, if Mr. Ai has the opportunity to go to Fusang in the future, I can let you see what a real high-end product looks like." ”

"Really? It's really something to look forward to. ”

The smile on Ai Zhixin's face was very bright, very expectant, very polite,

But it took him ten percent of his strength to control his two rows of teeth without biting them together.

After all, you can't laugh while gritting your teeth.

[Lao Tzu will go to Fusang if he is stupid! ] The last time I almost died at the hands of your grandfather, you vampires, civilized and polite on the surface, are more ruthless than demons in your bones. 】

Just ten years ago, Ai Zhixin saw his family moaning in pain by Nakamura Kenshou.

The money has been squeezed dry, and they have been wept bitterly, but the old thing in Nakamura still dislikes their chanting for not being professional enough.

To this day, Ai Zhixin still does not understand what kind of mentality some Fuso women have in order to utter the kind of cry that people understand as "the pleasure of being conquered".

Compared with them, those girls in the lighthouse are really not subtle enough, not real enough, not weak enough like water, too rough, too unprofessional.

And this kid named Naoto Nakamura actually said in front of himself that "God is unprofessional", is this sarcastic about himself?

If it weren't for his father and his own revival plan, Ai Zhixin would have thrown it over directly with a big ear scraper at this time.

In his opinion, this kid who is more than half a head shorter than himself is not a star and a half worse than his own force value.

Naoto Nakamura looked at Ai Zhixin who was smiling, but his face was very solemn.

Ten years ago, he was still young and had no in-depth contact with the Ai Zhixin family, but his father and his grandfather had all said that the Baylor family was treacherous.

The Belles used extreme groveling to cause the Nakamura family to be paralyzed, and then let the Belles flee to the lighthouse.

And this time the two cooperated, and it is said that the grandfather broke his favorite teapot after answering the call from Lord Belle.

So this time, Naoto Nakamura came to cooperate with Ai Zhixin with a very cautious attitude.

But now it seems that the other party still hasn't straightened his back?

Could it be that the eagle gave birth to a night owl, and one generation is not as good as the next?

"Bang bang bang ~ bang bang ~ "

Ai Zhixin and Naoto Nakamura are still thinking about their own things! Outside, there was a sudden sound of slamming the door.

Ai Zhixin frowned, walked over to take a look through the cat's eyes, and found that Fu Guiyin, who was still weak just now, was slamming the door frantically with red eyes.

Ai Zhixin was suddenly a little flustered, because Fu Guiyin's demeanor was too scary at this moment, if she was holding a knife in her hand, Ai Zhixin felt that she was going to come in and kill someone.

So he hurriedly turned around and asked Naoto Nakamura: "It's the woman just now, are you giving less money?" I just said that this grade can't be this price? ”

But Naoto Nakamura didn't panic at all, and said coldly: "I hate this kind of person who temporarily increases the price the most, there is no contract spirit at all, don't worry, the hotel will drive her away." ”

"Really?"

Ai Zhixin will be skeptical, but this Naoto Nakamura just said that he has been in the mainland for four years, so he should know the situation in the mainland better than him.

A few minutes later, the hotel people came.

But the result was different from what Naoto Nakamura said, because Fu Guiyin was a resident of the hotel and had the key to the hotel room as proof.

If it weren't for the hotel's staff trying their best to block them in the middle, the two men would have been scratched by Fu Guiyin into big cats.

Naoto Nakamura showed extremely high physical fitness, and disappeared without a trace in three or two clicks, leaving only Ai Zhixin to deal with Fu Guiyin's anger.

After Fu Guiyin was furious for a few minutes, there was a situation of lack of strength, after all, kidney deficiency does not only happen to men, the waves are terrible, and the girls are also weak.

"Report J, you can't run, you're dead."

Fu Guiyin viciously began to threaten Ai Zhixin.

Ai Zhixin suddenly panicked, when he was in the capital, Lao Song told him that the style here is very strict, why is he so careless?

So he said carefully: "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding, beautiful lady, please don't inform J Cha, this kind of thing has a very bad impact in the mainland, and I will be in trouble, how about we have a drink first and chat?" ”

"Have a drink? Talk? ”

Fu Guiyin looked at Ai Zhixin, who suddenly became "humble", and his heart suddenly overflowed with strong joy.

Ai Zhixin is still a little like Xu Ziliang, and this kind of humble flattery is Fu Guiyin's long-cherished wish in his dream for many years.

This kind of low-voiced attitude, this kind of obedience to hand over to the opponent, simply makes Fu Guiyin like to die.

Fu Guiyin hooked the key to her room on her fingers, and turned briskly like a windmill, just like her brisk and narrow mood at this time.

"Okay, go to my room and have a drink."

(End of chapter)