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"I am a little scared."

Jiang Bingjie was like a frightened little rabbit, snuggling tightly beside Zhou Buqi, looking very nervous.

"Don't be afraid, we'll be leaving in a while."

Zhou Buqi gently put his arms around her waist, and he was not used to the feeling of being on the shelf. The main reason is that there are too many people, and he has to rely on his identity, so he can't let go.

After introducing several important people, Wang Xiaojun was very enthusiastic and said without hesitation: "Mr. Zhou, you choose first!"

Zhou Buqi almost scolded him!

Pick a fart!

Even if it's a challenge, don't be so blatant, okay?

I am a decent person, not like you!

"No need, I have friends here." Zhou Buqi patted Jiang Bingjie on the shoulder and declined politely.

Wang Xiaojun smiled and said, "Let's pick another one. Come on, turn on the light and let Mr. Zhou have a look..."

"Don't!"

Zhou Buqi hurriedly stopped him.

It's better to be dark. Everyone is separated by a veil, and they can't see each other clearly. It's not too embarrassing. Turn on the light, brightly pick girls, neither respect others nor yourself.

Seeing that he couldn't get over it, Zhou Buqi could only go forward, planning to pick one at random.

All the choices are difficult.

They are all beautiful!

There are no currently popular actresses, but there are many familiar faces. Many people are still in the green and youthful age group. Among them, some are particularly immature

Others met his gaze, and immediately bowed their heads in shyness, as shy as a mimosa.

Zhou Buqi smiled coldly.

I don't believe it at all.

Nine times out of ten, they are just acting, deliberately trying to catch a kid.

There are quite a few familiar faces, which shows that the pressure of competition in this circle is really great. The most indispensable thing in the country is people, and there are really too many beautiful girls. If you want to get ahead in this industry, you really have to squeeze your head to find out.

Then, I saw a girl named Yujie Fan, wearing a black skirt. Unlike most people's miniskirts, her skirt is longer and reaches the knees, which is more conservative. There is almost no bareness on the shoulders and chest, only a small piece of clavicle skin and two snowy arms.

She bit her red lips tightly, looking uncertain and aggrieved. After Boss Zhou looked over, he forced a smile on his face, which was uglier than crying.

Zhou Buqi was almost amused, so he pointed at her.

Several other men, each picked a few actresses who might be suitable for this play, and took their seats one after another.

The carnival begins.

Drink and sing and roll the dice.

"May I have your name?"

"Jiang Xing."

"Do you know why I picked you just now?"

"have no idea."

Jiang Xing was honest, she shook her head, and she couldn't even say polite words to flatter her to get closer.

Zhou Buqi smiled, "I think you are quite uncomfortable."

Jiang Xing glanced at him and nodded slightly, "I don't like this kind of occasion."

Zhou Buqi smiled and said, "Same, I don't like it either. I didn't even think about coming here, but I was forced to come here."

Jiang Xing didn't quite believe it, "Really?"

Zhou Buqi said: "Well, socializing, sometimes I can't help myself. I just talked to them about the project investment of "If You Are the One."

"You Are the One?"

"Yes, it's Director Feng's next movie."

"Oh... I haven't received a movie role yet, I want to try."

Zhou Buqi shook his head, "It's difficult, many roles have been assigned by default, and it's not easy to exchange a few glasses of wine for a role."

Jiang Xing's expression was a little stiff and disappointed.

At this time, the show began.

This is also a rare opportunity for girls to show off their talents and attract the attention of big guys. Anyone who wants to can go up and perform a show.

It basically comes in turns, and no one wants to miss it.

However, what can be performed under this kind of dim light and alcohol anesthesia? You can't sing a piece of Kunqu Opera or read a piece of poetry, right?

A lot of shows are out of line.

For example, when a girl came on stage to perform and drink, she arranged more than a dozen glass wine glasses into a pyramid, and there were at least a dozen glasses from top to bottom. The girl was sitting on the table, her two big white legs drew a wonderful arc in the air, the speed was very slow, and the white panties under the skirt fell into everyone's eyes.

Then, with her legs crossed and her winking eyes like silk, she began to drink.

Cup after cup.

One cup to the left and one cup to the right, the speed is extremely fast.

It feels like pouring wine is not as fast as she is drinking.

Amidst the cheers and applause, it took her 20 seconds to drink up more than a dozen glasses of wine. This is a strong foreign wine. Even if it is mixed with some sweet and sour drinks, the alcohol content in each glass is more than one tael.

Zhou Buqi was so dumbfounded that he drank more than a catty of wine in less than half a minute. With the stamina of foreign wine, even if he can withstand it now, he probably won't be able to get out of bed in the next few days.

It was really hard work.

The applause continued, especially the two Hong Kong guys, who seemed to have more to say, and clamored for her to continue drinking.

But she was wobbling, her face flushed like fire, and she couldn't drink any more.

Suddenly, a retch, covered his mouth and ran out, very disappointed.

The performance in the box continued.

In particular, the standing split-horse raised its slender legs high above its head, which again attracted applause.

Zhou Buqi sighed and shook his head, "This is not a show."

Jiang Xing snorted coldly, "If you show your breasts or butt, you're selling meat."

Zhou Buqi's reaction was relatively calm.

The small performances in the night show must be a little sideways, otherwise no one will watch it. At present, this kind of occasion is to gain attention and scale, whoever can play well will be more able to please the boss.

Jiang Bingjie tugged at his arm, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Father Zhou, I don't want to perform."

"It's okay, just sit here." Zhou Buqi gave her a comforting look, and then asked Jiang Xing, "It's your turn later, are you going to perform?"

Jiang Xing said bluntly, "No acting!"

Zhou Buqi laughed and said, "So simple? Maybe the acting is finished, and the director will give you a role if he thinks you are suitable."

Jiang Xing's reaction was very flat.

At this time, the show was changed again, and almost none of the girls was left behind. Whoever had his turn had to perform on stage. They were all edgy, and the worst ones had to show their underwear.

Zhou Buqi sighed: "That's not okay. They all come on stage one by one, and they take turns. When it's your turn, don't you go? It's easy to offend people if you don't fit in with the group."

Jiang Xing bit her lips tightly, a little flustered, "What should I do then? I... I'll go to the bathroom later."

Zhou Buqi almost laughed out loud.

Concubine Hua looks like this, it doesn't look like she is pretending to be pure on purpose.

At this time, a new girl came on stage to perform. She looked very young, her face hadn't grown, her body was not fully developed, she looked like a minor.

After going up, they said they were going to perform a handstand.

Well!

After the handstand, the legs are very flexible, and can pose many beautiful shapes, and finally there is a performance of a horse.

Stand upside down!

Zhou Buqi almost wanted to applaud her.

Jiang Xing looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Before I came, I talked to her. The times are developing so fast, and the post-90s are all running out to grab the market."

Zhou Buqi also felt that it was too much.

It is impossible to stop.

That's the way it is.

Then I can only quit, I don't want to continue watching the show.

"I'm leaving, will you come with me?" Zhou Buqi sent out an invitation.

Jiang Xing was slightly taken aback, "Leave?"

"Aren't you going? Then you stay with the show, I'm leaving." Zhou Buqi pulled Jiang Bingjie on the other side, made a gesture with the Wang family brothers, and was about to leave.

When Jiang Xing saw it, she quickly seized the opportunity, stepped forward and took his arm, a smile appeared on her beautiful face for the first time, she tilted her head and said with a smile: "I'm going too!"

After leaving the box, Wang Xiaojun hurriedly chased him out, "Brother, why did you leave?"

Zhou Buqi pulled one on the left and right, and said with a smile: "It's too late, I have something to do, so I'll go first. You play slowly, and I won't accompany you."

"You..." Wang Xiaojun sighed, the boss looked unwilling, but seeing the beauties on both sides of him, he seemed to understand something, winked, and said with a smile: "In such a hurry? You should act quickly, why don't you go?" Go upstairs, I'll book a room for you."

Zhou Buqi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "No need, I will arrange it myself."

"That's fine, I won't disturb your elegant mood."

Wang Xiaojun sent them all the way out of the nightclub, and the driver drove over before returning.

After getting in the car, the three of them sat in the back row. Jiang Xing seemed to be scared, and said cautiously: "Zhou... Mr. Zhou, I live with my parents, and I have agreed with my family to go back before 12 o'clock. "

"Um."

"I don't spend the night out."

Jiang Xing also heard what President Wang said just now, and was a little flustered. This week, don't be a fool, take yourself directly to the hotel, right?

Zhou Buqi was very calm and did not make things difficult for her, "Well, where is your home, I will take you home."

Jiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Mr. Zhou was doing well this time, and said with a smile: "Don't bother you, just stop at the intersection ahead, and I'll take a taxi home."

Zhou Buqi nodded, yes.

After stopping at the side of the road ahead, Jiang Xing opened the door and got out of the car. The cool breeze in the middle of the night made her wake up a lot. She also saw the value and symbolic identity of this Maybach 62. She took a deep breath, "President Zhou ,goodbye!"

"goodbye."

"President Zhou?"

"Um?"

"I... can I have your business card?"

"inconvenient."

Zhou Buqi shook his head and refused.

Jiang Xing looked disappointed, and the smile on her face froze immediately, as if she felt ashamed and wanted to crawl into the cracks of the ground.

Zhou Buqi smiled, "By the way, I have a house nearby, which happens to be vacant. It's still early anyway, why don't we go have a cup of coffee? Have a chat?"

Jiang Xing's heart trembled slightly, her voice trembled slightly, "Chat...chat?"

There is no need for Zhou Buqi to play some nonsense, "It doesn't have to be a chat, you are a minority in the frontier, right? You can see that I like the looks of frontier girls. Let's go, get in the car. Let's Go grab a coffee and make friends."

Jiang Xing is not stupid, she knows the meaning behind drinking coffee.

Wouldn't it be nice to go to a coffee shop for coffee?

"Zhou... Mr. Zhou, I also want to make friends with you, but...but I can't accept this way." Jiang Xing bit her lip, her eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

If you want to leave, you are not reconciled. I want to stay, but I can't get over this hurdle in my heart.

Zhou Buqi smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, "I think this way of making friends is the simplest, most direct, and the most time-saving, what do you think?"

Jiang Xing blushed slightly, looking at the big boss who seemed to be younger than herself, biting her red lips with her white teeth, hesitating, "I...I'm going home tonight."

"It's okay, it's still early, it's enough time to have a cup of coffee, chat, and take a shower by the way."

"You...you have friends."

Zhou Buqi patted Jiang Bingjie's thigh beside him, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just let her watch TV in the living room, we chat, she doesn't participate."

Jiang Xing hesitated, "I...but..."

"Okay, there will be a traffic jam in a while, come up. I will ask the driver to take you home in a while."

"Then... that's fine."

Jiang Xing's heart was beating wildly, her face was burning like fire, and she got into the car without anyone noticing it.

In the big dye vat, it is impossible to have a pure white lotus, it is just a matter of degree.

After getting into the car, Zhou Buqi stretched out his hand naturally and wrapped his arms around her waist.

This is tonight, the first time I hug her.

Jiang Xing's expression was a little stiff, pretending not to know about all this, she turned her head and looked out the window.

Zhou Buqi smiled and asked, "How tall are you?"

"One meter seven."

"Well, you are not bad, why do you feel a little fat?"

"ah?"

Jiang Xing was stunned for a moment, then turned her head, very surprised, "Am I fat?"

Zhou Buqi laughed and said, "Anyway, it's quite fleshy, and it feels good to the touch."

Jiang Xing gritted her teeth.

How can there be such a boast!

"Mr. Zhou, you're pretty cool." Jiang Xing was not good at talking, and her words were very sharp.

Zhou Buqi was a little funny, "Don't slander me, if I stay in the nightclub, I will pick ten or eight tonight."

Jiang Xing said softly: "Mr. Zhou, we've only known each other for less than an hour."

"right."

"In such a short time, you are going to attack me."

"What does it mean to start?" Zhou Buqi shook his head, disapproving, "Let me tell you an idiom story,

Jiang Xing was a little surprised, "Wait,

"Your knowledge is out of date." Zhou Buqi shook his head and waved his hands, "Forget it, after tonight, you will understand."