My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

"Hey, don't go!"

The socialite blocked Qin Weier's way, raised her chin, and said in a joking tone: "Aren't you promoting platinum cards? It seems that she is still a flight attendant and has not officially flown, right?

In this way, you only need to answer my questions, how about I apply for ten platinum cards? My father’s four wives and my more than ten brothers and sisters spend half of their time flying around the world every month. Doesn’t Beihang University need customers like us?

I'll apply for ten platinum cards at once, so your commissions must be quite a lot. Maybe the company will be happy and give you a foreman's dang! "

"If you apply for a platinum card, our company will very much welcome you. However, you just said that there is no such thing as sleeping with a stewardess at Beihang. This is my reply!"

Qin Weier looked at the socialite and said with neither humility nor arrogance.

"Haha, you really know how to lie! Come on, let's take a look!"

The socialite sneered, took out her mobile phone, and opened several screenshots of WeChat chats, which were exactly the content of her fight with her ex-boyfriend.

It just so happened that the person who hooked up with her boyfriend and ran away with her was a flight attendant from Beihang Airlines.

"See clearly, there is the other party's work card, even ID number, and a selfie of her in the company. You also said that Beihang University does not have a sleeping partner program?"

The socialite's voice made many wealthy second-generation people gather around her and stare at the content on her phone.

"I'll go, Beihang has a wide range of businesses, and we can even provide customers with sleeping companions!"

"Come on, I'll also apply for a platinum card and go to my room later!"

"If someone has to provide evidence, it's really both credible and valid!"

The rich second generation who were watching said everything.

"I think this matter is just the personal behavior of this flight attendant and has nothing to do with our airline. I still say that we welcome the platinum card, but if you have other ideas, don't worry!"

After Qin Weier finished speaking, she took Zhu Wen and squeezed through the crowd and walked out.

It was a small probability event for a flight attendant to have sex with a passenger. This socialite killed a whole boatload of people with one stroke, which made Qin Weier feel angry and helpless.

As long as you take care of yourself, you can't take care of other people's affairs.

"Hey, don't go. Beauty, how many platinum cards do you need to get before you can provide sleeping companionship services? Don't pretend, isn't that what your industry is like?"

Some wealthy second-generation people looked at Qin Weier's delicate face and tall figure, and stopped her with some confusion, refusing to let her go.

"Haha, Mr. Chen, it seems it's time for us to take action again!"

Kong Wushuang and Chen Kang looked at each other and smiled. This kind of pretending to slap someone in the face feels so good. No wonder many third-rate writers like to use this trick when writing online novels.

"Jiang Rang, if anyone wants to apply for a platinum card, come to me and I promise to sleep with you!"

Kong Wushuang squeezed through the crowd, walked in with a cane, glanced at the rich second generation, and said jokingly: "But it's not me accompanying you, but my bodyguard. He is 1, and you are 0!"

This time when Kong Wushuang got on the ship, he also brought a bodyguard, a strong man over 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over his body and a full beard.

Standing behind Kong Wushuang, he asked angrily: "Who, who wants me to sleep with you? No problem, ten platinum cards to accompany you once!"

"Nima."

A group of rich second-generation people were speechless. What they liked were delicate beauties, not such beast-like strong men.

"Hey, who are you? Don't make trouble. We want the flight attendant to sleep with you!"

Some people didn't know Kong Wushuang, so they started shouting.

"King Kong, tell him who I am!"

Kong Wushuang tilted his head.

"Pop."

The iron-tower-like bodyguard walked up to the rich second generation who spoke, grabbed his collar, slapped him twice, and looked at him condescendingly: "My young master is Kong Wushuang from Shanghai. Do you know him now?"

"Ah? Mr. Kong from Magic City?"

The rich second generation was dumbfounded. Although he didn't know Kong Wushuang, he must have heard of his name.

But in this circle, the real devil is the kind of person who stands at the top of the pyramid.

"Why, don't say anything. Come on, each person gets a platinum card. If anyone dares to refuse, I'll break his legs!"

After Kong Wushuang finished speaking domineeringly, he turned to look at Qin Weier and said flatteringly: "Sister Weier, how many platinum cards is your task? I asked them to do it and help you complete the task!"

"That's not good?"

Qin Weier really never thought about using this "forced buying and selling" method to sell platinum cards.

"Okay, great. These guys have money anyway. Young Master Chen and I will claim one first and distribute the rest to them!"

Kong Wushuang and Chen Kang were planning to apply for a Beihang Platinum Card each to support Qin Weier.

"Then let's do it too."

"Yes, yes, we should support the work of other beauties!"

These second-generation rich people are all experts at adapting to the situation. When they saw Kong Wushuang, they all took the lead in buying it, and they were all ready to buy a platinum card to please him.

Maybe he is a shareholder of Beihang University?

"Hey, is this the way you mainlanders do?"

A second-generation rich man from Aocheng glanced at Kong Wushuang and mocked: "Buying and selling by force, you are worse than the people on the road in Aocheng! What about the Kong family? With this kind of virtue, who will dare to compete with him in the future?" Are you dealing with the Kong family?"

The few rich second generations who came to Macao this time all know each other and usually have a good relationship with each other. Seeing Kong Wushuang jumping out to support Qin Weier, they naturally jumped out to support this socialite.

"Who are you? This is not Aocheng. You'd better think clearly about whether you should say something or not!"

Kong Wushuang glared at each other. The rich second generation in Macao and the rich second generation in the Mainland seldom moved around each other. I had only seen them in newspapers occasionally and didn't know them at all in private.

Since the other party wants to show off, Kong Wushuang will not tolerate him.

"Apologise to Mr. Kong!"

Chen Kang also stood up, pointed at the other party and said, "You want to show off, right? I, Chen Kang, was the first to refuse!"

"Chen Kang, could he be the son of Chen Xiaohua from the Capital Chamber of Commerce?"

"It seems that these rich second generations in Aocheng have hit the wall. Kong Wushuang and Chen Kang are a super invincible combination!"

"There's something exciting tonight. It's a competition between the rich second generation from the Mainland, or the competition between the second generation rich from Macao!"

The onlookers stretched their necks and whispered.

"I tell you that you are paralyzed. Labor and management are hanging out in Macao and they won't come to your mainland. If you don't like it, let's challenge him to a duel!"

The rich second generation of Aocheng gave Chen Kang a middle finger.

"Yeah, hit me!"

Chen Kang, who also had a bodyguard with him, tilted his head. The bodyguard immediately rushed toward the rich second generation in Aocheng together with Kong Wushuang's bodyguard.

As the top rich second generation, their bodyguards are naturally not ordinary people.

Basically, they all have the fighting power of half a step to hold the pill, and among ordinary people, they are already considered very capable.

The bodyguards from the rich second generation of Aocheng had just raised their fists when they were kicked one by one by the bodyguards Chen Kang and Kong Wushuang, sending them flying backwards.