Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

The impression that Marie gave Mingyou was that she was beautiful, cold, and cool at first, and later she became cute and sensitive.

I just haven't seen a lady like this before. The bright red jumpsuit brings out her queenly side, handsome and beautiful.

If she wasn't wearing high heels for driving, she would definitely look more wild.

Mingyou was completely stunned. The girl who had just chatted with him left in shame. No matter how rich she was, she couldn't compare to this young lady who drove a Ferrari and looked very rich.

"Help me change my shoes, and I'll give you the car."

Even her tone of voice had changed, becoming a more confident and lazy tone that suited her current image very well.

"Okay!" Mingyou and Marie returned to the front of the car and opened the door. Marie sat sideways on the passenger seat and took out a pair of red high heels.

"Oh my gosh! Attack speed shoes!"

I recognize Valentino Mingyou. I used to see him often when I watched his videos.

"Take it off."

Manari crossed her legs and stretched one foot towards Mingyou and shook it.

"Is this really the young lady?"

Mingyou took off Manari's shoes and socks, and gently tickled her tender soles when he put on high heels.

"ah--"

The familiar suppressed giggle made Mingyou even more certain that this was Zhenli.

"It's so exciting!"

This laugh also broke Marie's concentration. Although she lowered her head and wore sunglasses, Mingyou could see that she was usually cold and ashamed.

"Miss, you are so beautiful even like this!" Mingyou whispered while changing his shoes.

"I'll let you, a pervert, serve me well this time, and forget what happened yesterday."

After whispering this, Mari pretended to be a wild queen and put the Ferrari keys into Mingyou's pocket.

"You did a good job. Here's a reward for you."

"Thank you, Miss!" Mingyou helped Manari up and closed the car door.

Thanks to the Tang family's network security department, Mingyou's photo was not circulated on the Internet. Thanks to Mingyou's glasses, and this is not Bunkyo District but Shinjuku District, Mingyou, who has not worked in Higashinarijo for a long time, was not recognized. Sometimes it is so magical that a pair of glasses can change a person's temperament.

With her fiery red lips and sunglasses, no one would think she was the eldest daughter of the Kujo family. Thanks to these factors, Mingyou and Mari can enjoy this exciting role-playing without restraint!

A gigolo club is not just a place where gigolos are sold. What gigolos need to do more is to sell drinks to female guests. Of course, male guests are also welcome.

Ordering people is a different price. Maintaining customers is a long-term process, and the highest bidder wins. This is true for both men and women in the service industry.

It's rare to have a gigolo like Mari, and it's even rarer to have an aura like Mari. Even if you cover your eyes, no one will doubt her appearance. Beautiful guests are definitely what more people yearn for, but when they see Mingyou next to Mari, they basically know that it's impossible.

What are the qualifications a cowherd needs to have?

Top-notch looks, standard figure, outstanding emotional intelligence, solid skills, and a thick skin.

Mingyou just happens to have all of these.

Except for the technical aspect which cannot be tested, or in other words, just the first two aspects, Mingyou has crushed all the gigolos in the Speed ​​Club.

The boss initially thought that these two people were from the same business who were here to mess things up. But he no longer thought so after seeing Mingyou's face. Mingyou still needed to advertise in other places with such conditions? If he stood at the door of his own store, the customers would have to break the threshold.

It should be the young rich woman and her boyfriend who are looking for excitement. The boss has a lot of experience in the ways of the world, so it is easy for him to draw a conclusion.

Mingyou felt the trembling of Marisa's fingertips as he and Marisa sat down in the hall.

Not just nervous, but also excited.

This was the first time that the young lady had done something so exciting. Taking the son of the Tang family and letting him be a gigolo, was there anything more exciting than this?

Manri just wanted to be willful. Mingyou was a passionate man, and it was very reasonable for him to be so willful!

Mingyou naturally wouldn't care about these things. Since the eldest lady was jealous of him, he would try to coax her!

"Go and win over all of them." Marisa leaned on the sofa with her hands folded, the corners of her mouth raised with "contempt", "Tell all the gigolos here that if you win once, I will buy a bottle of wine, the price is unlimited! I want everyone here to know that my gigolo is the best."

The domineering lady is so cool!

"Miss, aren't you going to drink?" Mingyou raised the corner of his mouth.

"You want to drink and drive?"

"Then I understand."

Mingyou attracts more people's attention among the attention of many people.

He ran up to the music stage and grabbed the lead singer's microphone:

"My eldest daughter said I'm the best! And she wants me to prove it. If you beat me once, she'll buy you a bottle of wine. You can pay whatever price you want. I'll take care of the project. Do you dare? All the gigolos?"

The security guard who wanted to arrest Mingyou was stunned and turned back to wait for his boss's instructions.

The boss had a sudden impulse and encountered such a thing in the store one day. He made a prompt decision and agreed to Mingyou's challenge.

Winning or losing is good for his top speed, so why not?

Those gigolos who had long been envious of their "comparable peers" for being able to marry young, beautiful and wealthy women were eager to try. Those without financial sponsors directly challenged them, while those with financial sponsors used all kinds of sweet words to gain their consent.

In fact, they don't need any sweet talk. To come to a gigolo club and become a sponsor of a regular gigolo's service, who wouldn't be rich, have free time and pursue excitement?

"Sister, I'll buy you a bottle every time your little man wins. Do you want it?" someone called out to Manari.

"Why not?" Manari raised a glass of sparkling water.

More and more sponsors are joining the "cowboy fight". Now it is not only about the face between the cowboys, but also a competition of financial strength between the sponsors.

The boss of JiSu was delighted. How could such a good thing happen today?

"Manri, you're playing such a big game."

It was so exciting. Usually it was Mingyou who excited Marie, but now it was her turn.

"Miss, this store is not ours, right?" Mingyou asked in a low voice.

There was a familiar roll of eyes behind Mario's sunglasses, "I don't have such a store in my hometown."

"I thought it was the eldest lady who came to stimulate consumption."

"Does this lady need this?" Manari reached out and stroked Mingyou's lips. "It's from the Ichijo family. Open it for fun. I want to play with it today, too. Do you have any objection?"

It turns out to be a partner’s store, no wonder.

"Why would I have any objection to making the young lady happy?" Ming You smiled and took off his half-sleeves, showing off his muscular upper body, which made the whole audience fall into a brief immersion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mingyou took the microphone and said what he was going to compete in:

"No need to do anything fancy. I will definitely win in terms of looks. The basic skills of a gigolo are drinking and physical strength. So let's compete in drinking and push-ups. Any objections? As long as my young lady is happy, I will take on more people. Do you want to come?"

Mingyou's first half of the sentence was very arrogant, and no one had any reason to refute it. Many sponsors wanted to sink their eyeballs into Mingyou's glasses when they saw him shirtless.

This is probably what it means to be a gangster yet a scoundrel?

This declaration of war also made Mingyou the public enemy of all the gigolos. For the glory of Jisu, for the dignity of the gigolos, and for the money of the sponsors, this battle must be won!

Mari crossed her legs and admired her man's handsome appearance with a smile on her face.

"I'm happy, man—"

It seems like it’s not bad to seek some excitement occasionally.