He is from a fighting nation

The next day Zhou Xiangwan woke up on a king-size bed, rolled seven or eight times, rolled to the edge of the bed, and pressed the red button at the head of the bed. After a short while, the service staff came in one after another and arranged the flowers, clothes, and breakfast one by one. , the accompanying housekeeper shaved the blade twice on the white towel and began to shave Zhou Xiangwan's beard. Qian Meng sat on the sofa and stared at the itinerary that Zhou Xiangwan sent with a dazed expression.

After everyone went out, Qian Meng lowered his voice and said: "Fuck, Zhou Shao, what are you doing? You are not at home to support Ma Yun's father on Double Eleven. You have so many veterans going to kidnap Xiao Jinhe?! Murder and set fire, and you will be imprisoned! Nima, the water of the entire Pacific Ocean has been poured into your head!"

In the previous life, Zhou Xiangwan was keen on the way you deliberately tricked me, and I played the game quietly to pull you off the horse. After all, the feeling of slapping the face at the last moment came very well.However, this method is time-consuming, and it can only be enjoyable for a while, and there is endless emptiness after success.What's more, Zhou Xiangwan has no idea who is the "he" in Xiao Jinhe who silently brought down most of the Zhou family, but it's not a big problem. Xiao Jinhe tied him over and let's talk.

Lying on the leather chair, Zhou Xiangwan closed his eyes and said calmly, "How can that be called kidnapping? I just invited him over for a cup of tea. It's very polite."

Qian Meng doubted: "Then why do you get so many brats? You are planning to kidnap him! What are you thinking? The Xiao family is an official, and it has been common sense for merchants not to fight with officials since ancient times. Tell me, what is it?" Why?"

"Don't worry, I know." Zhou Xiangwan smiled mysteriously, full of B counting in his heart.

Qian Meng said anxiously: "You have a fart, a face of the ultimate villain, and you are doomed to fail on TV!"

Zhou Xiangwan didn't take it seriously, he just told Qian Meng that Zhou Xiangwan would not let Qian Meng participate in such a dangerous matter.He looked in the mirror with satisfaction, and carefully admired his perfect chin, "Is Wu Liang up?"

Qian Meng said: "I got up, I got up earlier than the chickens, walked around the garden, and went back to the room."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Tell him to go upstairs."

Qian Meng asked suspiciously: "You really don't like Wu Liang? Young Master Zhou, you should think about it clearly. If you pull your pimp so much, you will be chasing your wife and crematorium in the future."

Zhou Xiangwan said casually: "Don't worry, Wu Liang will definitely reject those people, because he has a crush on me. I just want to tell him that he can get my body, but he will never get my heart."

Qian Meng: "??????"

Qian Meng froze into an inconceivable and somewhat hopeless gray emoji, "Young Master Zhou, please shake your handsome little head."

Zhou Xiangwan didn't know why, but he shook his head slightly.

Qian Meng said seriously: "Did you hear that? That's the sound of your brain getting flooded."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

In a certain room on the top floor of the hotel, Zhou Xiangwan was sitting on a large black sofa, with one arm stretched across the back of the sofa, and a half glass of amber whiskey in one hand, with half-closed eyes, shaking and floating in the wine ice cubes.

Standing next to him was a tall, thin, brown-haired man who looked like a pole. His name was West. At best, he was an intermediary, at worst, he was a professional pimp, holding a small remote control in his hand.

Directly in front of the two of them was a huge holographic projection screen.

Not long after, Qian Meng brought Wu Liang into the door.

Zhou Xiangwan smiled and said, "Morning, you seem to be in good shape today."

Wu Liang's eyes were heavy, he was dressed in a black suit, sitting on the other side of the sofa, and said coldly: "It's already eleven o'clock. Besides, I remember you said that you didn't plan to find someone 419 for me. What do you mean now?"

Zhou Xiangwan moved to Wu Liang's side, insisting on sitting closer to him, and said, "The more you think about a broken relationship, the more sad you are at home. If you want to come out to play, even if you can't find a suitable one, others will praise you." Waiting on you, serving you, can also make you comfortable."

Wu Liang said in his heart: "What three views, why did you get used to this guy yesterday?!"

Thinking of this, Wu Liang didn't want to waste time, so he said, "Let's get started. I'm going to have lunch."

West responded, and pressed the remote control, soft music played, and a man in swimming trunks appeared on the screen, who just came out of the water and said a few words to the camera.

Wu Liang was unmoved, feeling that foreigners all look the same.

West dutifully explained: "Icelandic male model, 187cm long, 18cm long, gentle and sunny personality, nice voice, can be 0 or 1."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Short and ugly, with a neck so thick that you can run a horse, don't want it."

Wu Liang: "..."

The holographic screen was changed again, this time it was a man in a suit wearing sunglasses, holding a glass of red wine, smiling at the corner of his mouth, full of the evil spirit of a domineering president.

Zhou Xiangwan took a look at Wu Liang, and seeing that Wu Liang was silent, he took a sip of his wine and said, "Pretentious, are those eyes brightened? They look like he's not a good person, let's go."

Wu Liang: "...Are you choosing a concubine for yourself? Don't say that about others."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "They can't hear them, I'll help you choose."

In this way, more than [-] people, men and women, of different sizes, celebrities and models, were all judged strictly by Zhou Xiangwan, directly attacking the soul from the appearance, and demoted them to nothing.Wu Liang discovered that Zhou Xiangwan was not good at Chinese, but he was good at hurting others.

West seemed to be used to it, and slid to an Asian man expressionlessly, with delicate features and a shy smile.

"Korean male model, nicknamed Little Teddy."

The nickname says it all.

Zhou Xiangwan said: "The eyes are too small, and the bangs are thick enough to block bullets, pass."

At this moment, Wu Liang was hungry, and his patience was exhausted. He smiled at West Commercial and said, "It's him."

West heaved a sigh of relief, bowed, and said in weird Chinese: "After an hour, come on time. Our service is safe and efficient, please rest assured."

Zhou Xiangwan yelled: "No! This one is not as good as the previous man with a crooked mouth! You want this guy?! I don't agree!"

Wu Liang didn't want to get too entangled with Zhou Xiangwan, and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, you were the one who said you wanted to find someone for me, and you were the one who said no. Are you deliberately wasting my time and making fun of me?"

The corner of Zhou Xiangwan's mouth twitched, and he said bluntly, "Anyway, I don't agree. You can pick and choose."

Wu Liang got up and said: "You disagree, it's your business. But the decision on this matter is mine, I want him. You are here, choose for yourself."

Zhou Xiangwan kicked the table and yelled, "What the hell kind of aesthetics are you!? Why are you so filthy? It's so utterly hopeless!!!"

Wu Liang was indifferent to Zhou Xiangwan's rant, and opened the door to go out, leaving Zhou Xiangwan sitting on the sofa alone, trembling with anger at the holographic projection of the little Teddy.

Qian Meng coughed dryly, and said, "Young Master Zhou, why don't you cancel it, anyway, you are the one who pays." After Qian Meng finished speaking, he burst into laughter: "Yeah, it's actually you who pays hahahahahaha!"

Zhou Xiangwan thought in his heart: "Wu Liang must be testing me to see if I will be jealous."

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiangwan lost his haste, drank the wine in one gulp, and said, "I don't care about him."

Zhou Xiangwan went downstairs to prepare for tomorrow's auction, held another video conference, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, and asked Qian Meng, "What is Wu Liang doing?"

Qian Meng was lying on the sofa watching a movie. Hearing this, he raised his head, with an expression of "I knew you would ask", and said, "Half an hour ago, he won tens of thousands of dollars playing Stud, and he gave it all to Xiaotai. Dee."

Zhou Xiangwan poked the pen into the pen holder, tried to tell himself that there was no need to care, and said, "What are you looking at?"

Qian Meng said: "Shy iron fist, brainless comedy. It's not your thing."

Holding a bottle of vodka, Zhou Xiangwan sat down beside Qian Meng, took a sip from the bottle, and said slightly melancholy, "I'll watch it with you."

Qian Meng had no choice but to hold up the ipad, and said: "The previous situation was that the male protagonist who was punching was about to make fake punches, but was discovered by a female reporter. During the process of you chasing me, the two were struck by lightning at the same time, and their souls were exchanged."

"Yeah." Zhou Xiangwan responded, and suddenly said, "The reporter's boyfriend is Wu Liang? Don't read it, give me another one."

Next, Qian Meng's way of watching movies encountered unprecedented obstacles.

"Let the Bullets Fly" - The character eats Liangpi, causing discomfort, so Zhou Xiangwan doesn't watch it.

"Liang Sheng, can we not be sad" - I don't know what kind of ghost drama it is, Qian Meng was satirized by Zhou Xiangwan.

"Sand Sea" - the main supporting role is actually called Wu Xie, and the lead actor is also called Wu Lei, don't watch Zhou Xiangwan.

"Three Lives Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms" - As soon as the theme song sang coolly, Zhou Xiangwan looked as if his heart was about to cool off.

Zhou Xiangwan said in dissatisfaction, "Can you watch some normal movies? Why do you have the same taste as aunt?"

Qian Meng was so worried that his small and big eyes lost their luster: "Young Master Zhou, my ancestors, didn't they just bring Wu and Liang? Please, please go and harm Mr. Wu, I just want to watch a movie... ...If you are so careless again, believe it or not, I will set you up!!!"

Zhou Xiangwan asked strangely: "...Where is it? You want to wrap it around my waist? Do you want to sleep with me? Tsk..."

Qian Meng: "Please stay away from me three meters away if you are smooth and round!"

After tossing and tossing, it was already six o'clock, and the butler brought up the dinner,

Zhou Xiangwan cut the steak absently, and asked, "What is he doing now?"

Qian Meng naturally knew who Zhou Xiangwan was asking, so he opened the big lobster silently and said, "Yo, young master, who are you asking? Xiao Jinhe?"

The knife in Zhou Xiangwan's hand flashed silver and pierced into the bright red pincers of the lobster, saying, "You know who it is."

Qian Meng shrank his neck, pushed away all the knives, forks, wine bottles, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Wu just ordered the music light bulb bath service."

Zhou Xiangwan's smile gradually froze: "...it's not enough to play with him for a day, and he still wants to take a bath with Little Teddy? He still has little lanterns? Little Teddy Little Teddy, Ouba Ouba, really Just kidding me, if the bangs cover the small eyes, can you still see people? Huh?"

Qian Meng said: "Young Master Zhou, why are you angry? Even if Wu Liang has a crush on you, you won't be with him, and you don't like him, why are you jealous?"

Zhou Xiangwan drank another glass of wine, and said angrily: "I have a crush on me, he is mine! He didn't even confess his love, so he found someone else, can't I? Just say, who doesn't want to be with me? sleep?!"

Qian Meng said: "Stop drinking, you'll be drunk all afternoon, you're going to be a brute when you're drunk. Sigh...what on earth makes you think Mr. Wu has a crush on you?"

So Zhou Xiangwan found out the photo of the plastic man with a drunken eye, and showed it to Qian Meng.

"Look, he even made me into a plastic man and put it in the study! It's cute."

Qian Meng stared at it for a moment, then burst out laughing, Zhou Xiangwan kicked him before barely stopping, and said, "What are you laughing at, you, talk."

Qian Meng said: "Ha ha ha, help, this is nothing like you! If you die, your hair is long and your eyes are blue."

Zhou Xiangwan put the phone on the tip of Qian Meng's nose and questioned his soul, "This isn't me, who is it?! It's me!"

"Wait!" Qian Meng narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said: "This is Thor in a suit! Also, this is not a plastic man, this is a figure. Hahahahahahahahaha, you are young, why would you follow him?" Just like the old man!"

Zhou Xiangwan didn't believe it, and said, "What kind of suit is Thor wearing? Why doesn't he have a hammer in his hand? Where's his beard? Where's his forehead? Where's his big man?"

Qian Meng pointed to the right hand of the figurine. That hand was clenched into a fist, but the middle was empty. It seemed that a stick or a hammer handle could be inserted into it, and said: "It was originally there, but it may have been lost. It is a figurine." , there are all kinds of figures, and the requirements are not so high."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..." Humph.