And no matter why the cute girl made such a thick voice, but what is going on with this pure Chinese English?

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Is this DJ sure he gets paid? Isn't it here to be funny?

For the first time, Luo San found that he was really not suitable to stay in this kind of place.

Getting up from the ground, this microphone shouted was really exciting.

Excited to pee.

I saw a man next to him laughing, and the beer he drank choked out of his nostrils.

The bald head sitting in the middle was very calm, took a puff of cigar and pointed to the girl on the DJ booth, "Guo Shao, I just like this tune." It's much better than those who can't understand what they are saying. ”

It turns out that the man who laughed was called Guo Shao by others?

Luo San's original intention to leave paused.

Guo Shao!

Looks like he's in his early twenties.

In these years, those who can add a few words are either the descendants of high-ranking officials and nobles, or the second generation of rich.

Luo San thinks that he is also a young master, and he is worthy of the name, so he is very affectionate when he hears the young master.

"Liu Hao, your taste is amazing. Guo Shao stuck out his tongue and gave a thumbs up to the big bald head in the middle. "You don't think about some other people's feelings. ”

The big bald head snorted coldly.

"When I open a store, I want to be happy! I'm not happy, why should I open it? ”

Luo San was embarrassed when he heard this.

This is a rich man!

Open a store not to make money, but to be happy for yourself.

And looking at the bald head, he is only thirty-seven or eighteen, could it be that he is also a rich second generation?

Think about how much you deserve as a young master...... Actually, it's not bad, at least the land of the singer is basically in the fairy world.

Thinking of this, Luo San sat back again.

The bald Liu Hao said again: "Moreover, I think it's pretty good." Especially this voice, you know? Last night we were at the XX Hotel, and when this voice appeared, it immediately shocked everyone next door to my room, you know that feeling of being in the limelight?"

Luo San was stunned.

This kind of voice, which is thicker than a man, is really not something that ordinary people can appreciate.

In case you say something like "I want it again", it will be a chrysanthemum after listening to it.

The one named Guo Shao was stunned, and then laughed wildly. "Okay? Normal men can't stand it. ”

The big bald head was dissatisfied, swept around, and saw Luo San drinking as if he was drinking, so he shouted: "Hey, that brother over there." ”

Luo San slowly turned his head.

Pointing to himself.

The bald Liu Hao shouted: "That's right, it's you." Here you go. ”

Luo San had no intention of going over, but when the other party was so horizontal, he lost the idea of watching the excitement for a moment, and walked over with a sense of dissatisfaction.

Guo Shao stood up, calmly put his arm around Luo San's shoulders, and sat on the sofa.

"Brother, smoking. Guo Shao handed over a cigar.

Luo San waved his hand and hummed, "I can't get used to it." ”

When Guo Shao heard Luo San say this, he didn't do much hypocrisy, and opened his mouth to go straight to the point. "How does this DJ feel?"

Luo San thought for a moment.

"Chrysanthemum tightened. ”

Bald head: "......"

Guo Shao: "Haha. ”

Guo Shao smiled and clutched his stomach, obviously the answer given by Luo San was too exciting.

The big bald head was flushed, and then he remembered that when he got out of the hotel, everyone was staring at his ass. It's just that I didn't think about it that much at the beginning, I just thought it was fun......

Guo Shao picked up the wine glass and handed it to Luo San. "Refreshing!"

Luo San drank it all, and the bitterness was like horse urine when poured into his mouth, and it tasted really unpleasant.

Luo Sanshun looked at the wine bottle on the table, which said "XO".

That's what it smells like.

Tens of thousands of bottles, is it worth it?

Luo Sanqiang swallowed it endurically, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

And bitterness is not like traditional Chinese medicine, an indescribable feeling of bitterness, just like bitter gall.

"What do you call it?" Guo Shao stretched out his hand.

Luo San shook it.

I thought about it.

Everyone is this less, that less.

You can't lose face too much.

So he said, "Luo Shao." ”

Guo Shao was stunned, it was the first time he had given a tribute to his family. "I'm Guo Qi, and the boss of Fucheng Group is always my father. ”

Very casual opening.

And it's simple and straightforward.

Urban Group!

A leading enterprise in the city's real estate industry.

Luo San thought that he had already looked up to this Guo Shao.

I didn't expect it to be the eldest son of the Fucheng Group.

It's one of the top tycoons in the city.

"Luo Shao is here alone?" Guo Qi asked casually, after all, it was not good to call people over, and it was not good to hang them aside, it was out of politeness.

But the bald Liu Hao is not good, strongly, fully showing his dissatisfaction with Luo San, the corners of his mouth are very high, and he is angry at Luo San intentionally or unintentionally.

seems to be blaming Luo San for being so uninteresting, and he doesn't leave quickly.

Luo San felt a little embarrassed, Guo Qi also had a sentence without saying a word, not completely cold Luo San, and he was not particularly enthusiastic.

In their eyes, Luo San was just a passer-by who called over temporarily.

Luo San, who saw through everything, also knew that there was no need to stay, so he proposed to leave.

Guo Qi symbolically kept two sentences, and he was not particularly deliberate.

After saying goodbye, Luo San returned to the private room.

In the private room, the wine was almost drunk.

Zhang Ren was lying on the sofa crookedly, spitting beer out of his mouth.

As for Shi Deping, he obviously drank very well, but he was sitting on the sofa very depressed, and after seeing Luo San, his face was overjoyed. "Where have you been?"

Luo San: "Go to the toilet." ”

Luo San replied casually.

Shi Deping didn't bother to ask, if he hadn't seen Luo San, he would have almost forgotten that there was such a thing as Luo San's enterprise seal.

"Whew. Shi Deping lit a Great China, habitually crossed Erlang's legs, and kicked on the table in front of him. "I've thought about your thing, too. Recently, the above is also strictly grasping unqualified enterprises, if you are stamped, you have to do a good job, and strive to make a result. ”

Luo San's face was happy.

Even though the money was spent, it was a little frowning now.

As for the qualification of trading companies, if they are determined, even if there is no one to pull the strings, the market can be slowly developed.

Thinking of this, Luo San hurriedly sat down in front of Shi Deping, just like a student meeting a teacher, as restrained, and seemed to be submissive. "What Section Chief Shi said is, look, why don't I hand you the application tomorrow?"

Shi Deping frowned, only to see him shake his head lightly, looking at Luo San strangely, as if looking at a pen.

"Luo San, this, the top is very strict, in fact, I can't help it, it's not that I don't do it, forget it, you call Zhang Ren up. ”

Luo San was stunned.

What rules?

Isn't that enough?

However, Luo San still pulled Zhang Ren away from Zhou Gong.

Zhang Ren rubbed his eyes, hysterical for a long time.

"What rules?"

When Zhang Ren heard Luo Sanyi mention the rules, he couldn't help but show a touch of joy. "The rule is that this thing is done. ”

Luo San was even more dumbfounded.

Zhang Ren took out a vase that looked okay from the bag under the table and sat down in front of Shi Deping.

"Section Chief Shi, this is an antique from my family. You always know a lot, you take a look, give an appointment. ”

Luo San was dumbfounded.

What antiques?

Aren't they orphans?

Section Chief Shi picked up a pair of glasses, looked at them carefully, and said after half a sound: "This bottle is in good condition, 150,000." ”

Zhang Ren's heart was troubled, so he could only force it and said: "I think 100,000 can be shot." ”

Section Chief Shi put down the bottle, turned his head, and looked at Zhang Ren with a smile: "150,000, it's low, you can't make a move." ”

Zhang Ren gritted his teeth and could only nod. "Yes, yes, you say 150,000, that's 150,000. ”

Luo San couldn't figure it out even more.

For antiques, isn't it a good thing to give a high price?

Why is Zhang Ren so reluctant to accept it?

Suddenly, Shi Deping stood up.

"I'm tired of playing. ”