Oh yes, yes, yes, you hurry up, forget the time on a whim, blame you for being too handsome, no matter how you dress up, I don't think you are worthy of you. ”

Dong Jiajia is a typical nymphomaniac when she sees a handsome guy, listening to her high evaluation of Yang Xiaole, Zhang Yisheng's face sank, and he seemed to find that someone was shaking his status.

"Jiajia, in fact, I'm also handsome, six-pack abs, do you want to see it? Let's go back to the house." ”

Zhang Yisheng half-hugged and half-dragged the people back to their own room, Yang Xiaole was grateful, he was out of the clutches, he looked at the time and was indeed a little hurried, stepped on the accelerator and blasted out.

However, as Yang Xiaole expected, the luxurious and elegant cocktail party has begun, and Mr. Murong Lao, a well-known expert in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, has begun to give a speech on his experience and the miracles he has seen over the years.

"At that time, the patient had stopped breathing for a while, and just when everyone was giving up, suddenly the heartbeat resumed and scared all of us into a big ......"

"Whoa!"

is still a familiar voice, or the original formula, Yang Xiaole is elegant and flicks, directly skipped the hotel staff who helped with parking, and parked the car by himself, in one step, and the action was so handsome that it was outrageous.

But the sound of this friction is really a little too noticeable, even if it is a hotel with super sound insulation, it is also alarmed, and the most annoying thing about Mr. Murong is to be interrupted, but fortunately, this sound is separated by this floor a lot, so he continues quietly.

"Wow!"

However, as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted again, this time, it was the door of the floor where their party was located, looking at this person who suddenly appeared, and opened the door so widely, looking like he was alone.

Everyone's eyes looked over, and they were amazed by this handsome man at first sight, many women couldn't take their eyes off, the rich and rich lord, who can't?

But there are also some people who are good in their eyes and recognize who it is, and immediately mock: "It turned out to be him, no wonder he can do such a sensational thing." ”

There were still people on the side who didn't recognize it, and they were busy asking who it was, and they kindly explained if they recognized it, but the fishing area was not very good: "It's that nouveau riche Yang Xiaole, who really thinks of himself as something with two money, is this a party where he can come casually?"

"I seem to have heard that this person searched every once in a while ago, and relied on traffic to get to where he is today. ”

The people who knew each other talked to each other, and popularized it to those who didn't know each other, and suddenly everyone understood the meaning of this, it turned out that they wanted to be in the limelight, but it seemed that this person was in the wrong place, this was not the place where he was in the limelight, Mr. Murong was notoriously bad-tempered and would not tolerate anyone.

"Who are you, get me out immediately!"

Sure enough, the old man on the podium was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, even if he was late, couldn't he come in quietly?

"Really, I'm gone?"

Yang Xiaole was yelled at by an old man, he paused slightly, but soon knew that this old man should be the legendary figure in the Chinese medicine world that Jiajia said, but he was not very interested in this kind of legendary figure, since the other party told him to leave, then he just left.

Yang Xiaole turned around and left, some people thought that his face couldn't hang it, but they didn't know that people didn't want to come to this kind of party at all, if it weren't for the company's reputation willy, he wouldn't have come here to become an animal for everyone to watch.

"Eh, wait! Don't be impulsive, Yang Xiaole!"

But, there are always people who don't want him to feel better, and he knows that the people here don't have much kindness to him, so this person who asks him to wait is nothing more than wanting to humiliate himself more, is it true that Yang Xiaole has no temper and lets them arrange it casually!

"Something? you'd better... Hong Yan: Why do you come to such a boring party? Didn't you say that you are so busy every day that you don't have time to touch your feet?"

Yang Xiaole wanted to say something cruel, but looking at this somewhat familiar face, he turned his head and swallowed those unbearable words, but he didn't let him go.

"What! He actually knows Hong Yan? This is Old Mr. Murong's closed disciple, and he is also the disciple he values the most!"

"Cut, what's this, this Hong Yan is approachable, he works as an emergency doctor in the Beijing Hospital, there are many people who know him, I guess Yang Xiaole met it when he was hospitalized. ”

Hong Yan was a little embarrassed, he was indeed busy, and he really didn't want to come to this party, but he couldn't help but give his master's face.

Quietly raised his eyes and looked at the old man on the stage, his beard was about to stand up. Hong Yansheng was afraid that he would make people angry, so he walked two steps quickly and pulled Yang Xiaole over, ignoring what he said just now.

"You apologize to my master, it's really your fault that it's late. ”

Hong Yan knew Yang Xiaole's temper, and he was cleaned up by him at the beginning, so saying this at this time could only make the other party more angry, so he quietly added in a voice that only two people could hear: "The old man is old and careful, and it won't be good if he gets angry." ”

This should have been a threatening sentence, but it was not so uncomfortable to say it from Hong Yan's mouth, Yang Xiao glanced at the old man on the stage, because he was old and wore a pair of reading glasses, standing on the podium, and there were several microphones in front of him, which was full of style.

"Old man, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'll give you compensation if I delay a little halfway, don't mind, I'll compensate you. ”

Hong Yan was beside Yang Xiaole, and suddenly felt that his limbs were a little stiff, why is this person's temper so straight? It's too late to be so reasonable, and this is still very imposing, as if it is unreasonable to deal with him.

Mr. Murong has been touted since he was middle-aged, and it has been decades now, and it is the first time that he has been unable to get off the stage in public like this, and he is so angry that he blows his beard and glares, looking at his favorite little disciple who has closed the door, and leans on crutches: "Look at what kind of friends you have made here, do you know how to respect teachers and respect the elderly!"

"Yes, yes, it's the disciple who is not right, master, you dissipate your anger!"

Hong Yan and Yang Xiaole are not relatives, nor are they friends, and they can only endure being scolded innocently, who let themselves talk too much just now to stop Yang Xiaole.

But if he can bear it, Yang Xiaole can't bear it, he has always been arrogant.

"This old gentleman, please tell me, you are not my master, and you have not preached to me to solve doubts, I politely talk to you just because you are old, you had better pay attention to it, I am a monopoly on relying on the old and selling the old. ”

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