Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 155 Pattern (19)

After a while, a few girls chattered a lot beside him, and Beimen Jueyi stretched suddenly.

"Oh, I'm so tired."

He turned his head to look at Anna who was sitting alone on the sofa, smiled, then got rid of the girls pestering him a few times and strode to Anna.

The patience of the group of girls was also gradually worn down, but each of them was still thinking in their hearts, planning to wait until the party was over and the night was darker before making more naked transactions. Now, it would be better to lie dormant.

"What are you laughing at?" Beimen Jueyi walked to Anna and saw her holding the sofa with both hands, swaying her body, and always had a smile on her face.

"Happy," Anna said.

"How can you be so happy?"

"Well, I'm very happy to see so many friends coming to this welcome party, and so many people wanting to know me with good intentions."

Anna turned her head and smiled sweetly.

Beimenjue rubbed his cheeks.

"Well, what if those people all have intentions?"

He squatted down halfway, staring at Anna with dark purple pupils.

Anna looked into his eyes, and then left without a trace.

"To make friends, I can feel which ones are sincere and which ones are not."

Beimen Jueyi changed another angle and looked into Anna's eyes again. This time, she couldn't escape.

"What if I have an attempt to approach you?"

Anna's eyes became a little obsessed.

"You... I don't know, I can't feel your heart, I'm just attracted by you."

Beimenjue smiled: "I, am I so attractive to you?"

Anna murmured: "Attractiveness, very big, very big..."

At the back door of the Chamboris Hotel, several security guards stopped a truck.

"Hey, you are not a special car, except for the special car, you are not allowed to enter here."

The security guard turned on the signal light and waved the large truck to stop.

At this time, a person emerged from the co-pilot position of the large truck.

"It's me, Mr. Daryl," the man called.

The security captain named Daryl took a closer look.

"Director Yuko? Why are you here?"

Director Yuke sighed: "There is not enough juice in the hotel, and our special supplier is also short of stock, so the manager is more anxious, and told me to go directly to the street to buy juice."

Captain Daryl snorted.

"So that's the case. However, the procedure still needs to go. I need to contact the duty manager first. Please wait a moment."

Director Yuko laughed: "No problem at all, you can go and ask, he should still be in the office now."

Daryl turned around and walked into the guard post on duty, and called the manager on duty.

At this time, the manager was anxiously waiting for the most important batch of fruit juice to come in. Just now, he heard the feedback from the front desk that some noble ladies had lost their temper because they couldn't drink the fruit juice. He couldn't afford it.

The phone rang and the manager quickly picked it up.

"Well, is the manager on duty? At the back door of the hotel, there are a group of large trucks that are not specially provided, and Director Yuko is on them." Darryl said.

The manager immediately asked, "What did Yuko say? Did they bring the juice back?"

Darryl glanced out the window, Yuko was giving him an "OK" sign.

"Oh, Director Yuko said that this is a batch of non-specially supplied juice. Now we need to conduct a procedural question and answer. Only with your consent can we release it."

The manager finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I asked them to purchase, now, let's go, don't waste time."

Darryl put down the phone, went outside the sentry post and whistled.

"Director Yuko, you have been allowed and let go."

Then, the iron railing of the back door was raised.

Yuko happily gestured to Darryl.

"It's great. After tonight's over, it is estimated that the hotel will have a large commission. In the future, I will treat you to a drink, my brother Darryl."

Darryl smiled.

The trucks delivering juice were one after another, and the security guards around were shocked.

"I heard that someone booked the venue tonight, how could they drink so much juice!" A security guard looked at the long queue of trucks and whispered to his teammates around him.

The teammate complained: "You know, those nobles, the favorite thing is to play some things that we civilians can't afford. They pour juice into the swimming pool and swim in it. These things are not uncommon."

"Hey, I wish I could live this kind of life in the future."

"Hahaha, don't think about it. As for me, maybe one day I will suddenly inherit the inheritance from a distant relative of mine who has never been famous before, and I will become rich instantly, hahaha."

"Hey, brother, if what you said comes true in the future, remember me!"

"No problem no problem!"

Darryl watched the long line of trucks passing by, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, he always had a bad premonition, but he couldn't tell what it was.

The lead car Yuko was sitting in slowly drove into the warehouse, the warm smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a pair of blood-red eyes, and in the big truck behind him, the red light was like a Like a lamp, it gradually lights up...

In the party hall on the eighth floor, Bei Menjue laughed while holding a wine glass.

He lost sight of himself and Anna, and turned around to look at the people around him. Most of the men and women were dancing.

He stood up.

"Then, can I invite you to a dance?"

Anna nodded, then stretched out her hand and put it on Beimen Jueyi's hand.

Beimen Jueyi pulled lightly, Anna exclaimed in a low voice, then turned around and fell into Beimen Jueyi's arms.

Beimenjue looked at her, smiled slightly, then flicked his wrist, and lightly threw her out again, while Anna was still screaming in surprise, he pulled her back again.

"Hehehe." Anna also laughed, and then, Beimen Jueyi put his arms around Anna's waist, and Anna also put his hand on Beimen Jueyi's shoulders. The two of them gradually became the focus of the whole party...

"Ah? What the hell is this place?" Before the party started, another drunk man who was talking nonsense was dragged out, and he was mocked by Siegel when he was dragged out. This person was Beimenjue A funny Dwayne Augustin...

When he entered the eighth floor, a friend who was traveling with him poured him a bottle of wine. Now it seems that the wine is undoubtedly fake.

Dwyane covered his head: "ah, what did I do before?"

(End of this chapter)