"Hi, wake up, wake up~"

“I’m so sleepy and sleep a little longer”

"What are you sleeping? It's getting dawn"

""

Fu Guiyin was confused. The aftermath of the strong alcohol and the release of hormones gave her a flying feeling. At this moment, she felt that she had no strength all over.

But someone pushed her shoulder continuously and even slapped her face, forcing her to open her eyes with great difficulty.

The man in front of him gradually became clearer.

At about thirty years old, at first glance, there is a bit of Xu Ziliang's shadow, but when you look closely, why is it so greasy?

There is no such elegance as a handsome young man, but only the slickness that has been polished by society.

But take a closer look

Forget it, you shouldn’t behave like a person, it’s not a loss!

But the next moment, another younger little man appeared behind the greasy man, and then several exquisite prints were thrown on Fu Guiyin's face.

"Put on your clothes immediately and go out!"

""

【What is this situation? What does this mean? Why do you throw money at me?】

Fu Guiru knew this kind of print, called "Great Unity", which is RMB 10 yuan in par value and cannot be circulated in the international market. It is a low-value local currency.

Fu Guiyin was stunned, completely confused.

Why did this person appear in this room and why did he give her money?

But before Fu Guiyin could wake up, the greasy man hurriedly put on her clothes, stuffed the money into her hands, and helped her to push it out of the door.

"Bang~"

As the door closed, Fu Guiyin, who was numb and confused due to the hangover, finally understood what was going on.

I was misunderstood, and it was incredible.

Count the banknotes in your hand, one, two, three, four, five, a total of eight.

Eighty yuan, my mother, who is worth tens of millions, is only worth eighty yuan?

It was my fault for me to go through the wrong door, but do you want to die if you give me eighty dollars?

After the greasy man pushed Fu Guiyin out of the door, he held his back and smiled: "Where did Mr. Nakamura find such a good product? Although it looks a bit old, it is actually very good.

Good skills, clothes and cosmetics seem to be of good quality, so they should be local high-end products.”

The man named Nakamura looked up at the greasy man and said coldly: "Her sarcasm is not professional enough. If Mr. Ai has the opportunity to go to Fusang in the future, I can let you see what a real high-end product looks like."

"Is that so? It's really something to be expected."

The smile on Ai Zhixin's face is very bright, very looking forward to it, very polite,

But he used ten percent of his strength to control his two rows of teeth and did not bite them together.

After all, you can't laugh while gritting your teeth.

[I'm stupid and went to Fusang! Last time I almost died at your grandfather's hands. You vampires are civilized and polite on the surface, but they are even more cruel than evil ghosts in their hearts.]

Just ten years ago, Ai Zhixin saw his family with his own eyes moaning in pain by Kenshou Nakamura.

The money was drained and he was still so mocked that he cried bitterly, but the old guy Nakamura still disliked their sangs that his sarcasm was not professional enough.

Ai Zhixin still doesn't understand what mentality some Fusang women have to express the kind of cry that people understand as "the pleasure of being conquered."

Compared with them, the girls in the Lighthouse are really not subtle enough, not real enough, not weak enough, too rough and too unprofessional.

And this kid named Naoto Nakamura actually said in front of him that "the sings are not professional". Is this ridiculing himself?

If it weren't for the revival plan of his father and himself, Ai Zhixin would have just thrown him over.

In his opinion, this kid who is half a head shorter than him has a little less force than him.

Naoto Nakamura looked at Ai Zhixin with a smile on his face, but his face was very serious.

Ten years ago, he was still young and had no in-depth contact with Ai Zhixin's family, but his father and grandfather had all talked about the treacherousness of the Beile family.

The Beile family used extreme servility to cause Nakamura's carelessness, and then asked the Beile family to escape to the lighthouse.

This time the two companies cooperated. It is said that after answering the call from Mr. Beile, my grandfather smashed his favorite teapot.

So this time Naoto Naoto came to cooperate with Ai Zhixin with a very cautious attitude.

But now it seems that the other party still doesn’t stand up?

Could it be that the eagle gave birth to a night owl, and each generation is worse than the other?

"Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang~"

Ai Zhixin and Naoto Nakamura were still thinking about their own thoughts! But there was a sudden sound of smashing the door outside.

Ai Zhixin frowned, walked over and looked through the cat's eyes, and found that Fu Guiyin, who was still weak just now, was smashing the door wildly with red eyes.

Ai Zhixin was suddenly a little panicked because Fu Guiyin's expression was so scary at this moment. If she had a knife in her hand, Ai Zhixin felt that she was going to come in and kill people.

So he quickly turned around and asked Naoto Nakamura: "It's the woman just now. You gave less money, right? I said that this level cannot be the price?"

But Naoto Nagamura was not panicked at all and said coldly: "I hate such people who temporarily raise prices the most. They have no contract spirit at all. Don't worry, the hotel will drive her away."

"Yeah?"

Ai Zhixin is skeptical, but Naoto Nagamura just said that he had been in the mainland for four years, so he should have known the situation in the mainland better than him.

A few minutes later, the hotel people came indeed.

But the result is different from what Naoto Nakamura said, because Fu Guiyin is a hotel resident and has the key to the hotel room as evidence.

If the hotel staff had not tried their best to stop them in the middle, the two men would have been scratched by Fu Guiyin to become a big cat.

Naoto Nakamura showed extremely high physical fitness, and flashed out of the room in just a few seconds and disappeared, leaving only Ai Zhixin to deal with Fu Guiyin's anger.

After Fu Guiyin was furious for a few minutes, she became weak in the back. After all, kidney deficiency will not only happen to men. She is so irritable, and women will also feel weak.

"You can't run away, you're dead."

Fu Guiyin began to threaten Ai Zhixin fiercely.

Ai Zhixin suddenly became panicked. When he was in the capital, Lao Song told him that the style here was very rigorous, so why was he so careless?

So he said carefully: "Misunderstandings, these are all misunderstandings. Beautiful lady, please do not inform J. The impact of such things in the mainland is very bad, and I will have trouble. Let's have a drink first and talk about it."

"Drink a drink? Have a chat?"

Fu Guiyin looked at Ai Zhixin who suddenly became "humble", and suddenly felt a strong sense of joy in her heart.

Ai Zhixin is still somewhat like Xu Ziliang, and this humble flattery is Fu Guiyin's long-cherished wish in his dreams for many years.

This humble attitude and this obedience of giving himself to his opponents can make Fu Guiyin like it to death.

Fu Guiyin hooked the key to her room on her fingers, and the windmill turned briskly like a windmill, just like her brisk and cramped mood at this moment.

"Yes, go to my room and have a good drink."
Chapter completed!