Boyuan, here it is!
Deng Jiuling had just parked the car and was about to enter.
Wow!
A windy Bentley came whizzing and stopped in front of Deng Jiuling.
Then, the door of the passenger seat opened, and Zhang Shan, with white legs in a miniskirt, walked down slim.
"Xun'er." Zhang Shan was proud of her face, carrying a LV bag, with high shame.
"Zhang Shan, haven't I told you? We'd better keep our distance in the future." Xiao Xun'er Qiong wrinkled her nose, a little unhappy.
"Why, the skin is itchy again?" Deng Jiuling sneered.
Although Zhang Shan is beautiful, she worships money and is snobbish, and almost pushes Xiao Xun'er into the fire pit. Naturally, Deng Jiuling doesn't like her.
However, Zhang Shan didn’t feel disliked by others. Instead, she took out a lady’s cigarette, pointed at the parking Bentley triumphantly, and said arrogantly, “Is it my husband’s car? Do not?"
"Five million Bentley, awesome."
"This is a full-height match, at least six million."
"You know what a shit, that's a photo taken with the provincial capital 666. This license plate is also several million."
A few second generations passing by, pointed and exclaimed.
Hearing this, the smile on Zhang Shan's face became thicker: "How about Xun'er, is my new boyfriend great?"
"Is it great or not, what does it matter to me?" Xiao Xun'er took Deng Jiuling's hand and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Shan's face was thick enough to stop Xiao Xun'er and Deng Jiuling.
"What do you want to do?" Deng Jiuling said coldly.
Deng Jiuling looked in front of Xiao Xun'er, and then Zhang Shan was released.
If she really died, Deng Jiuling wouldn't mind hitting Zhang Shan again!
The face is given to yourself, not to others!
However, facing Deng Jiuling's anger, Zhang Shan looked disdainful and said with shame: "My husband is the son of a billionaire in the provincial capital, worth a billion."
"So what?" Deng Jiuling smiled.
It is Zhang Ka-shing, the richest man in the harbor area, and Deng Jiuling has never seen it before. What's more, a billionaire in your area
"If your kid doesn't want to be tricked by someone, then quickly kneel down and apologize to my old lady!"
Zhang Shan took a sip of her cigarette and said triumphantly: "My husband is the brother of Brother Leopard. He is one of the big three-year-olds who carry the flag."
"If you don't listen to my old mother, my husband can kill me at any time with a phone call..."
Snapped!
Before Zhang Shan finished speaking, she felt her face turned dark, and Deng Jiuling slapped him over.
With the weight of this slap, Zhang Shan, who hit directly, knelt on the ground, her mouth deformed.
"Don't use your temper to challenge my personality."
Deng Jiuling clapped his hands, then walked to the side and turned on the faucet, washing his hands carefully.
Nima!
Holding her hot face, Zhang Shan looked resentful.
Deng Jiuling hit herself and even went to wash her hands. Is this Nima herself dirty
angry!
In an instant, on Zhang Shan's beautiful face, her eyes were full of spiteful light.
Fortunately, at this moment, the handsome second-generation Bentley who had parked the luxury Bentley had already walked over in suits and shoes.
"Darling, are you swollen?" The second generation Shuai picked up Zhang Shan with a gentle expression.
While in the car, Shuai Erdai enjoyed Zhang Shan's gentle mouth while driving.
So the relationship between the two is naturally advancing by leaps and bounds.
Now seeing Zhang Shan "humiliated", the second generation of handsome is naturally furious.
"Husband, I... I was slapped in the face by that kid, and his slut girlfriend bullied me, ooh." Zhang Shan howled.
"grass!"
Hearing this, the second generation Shuai was furious, raised his sleeves, and rushed towards Deng Jiuling angrily.
"There is a good show."
"I'm going, it's Xu Wenlong, the eldest young master of the Xu family in the East China Sea."
"How can that kid spread the goods all by himself, and how can he fight the billionaires in the provincial capital?"
Those second generations passing by, pointed and gloated.
"Deng Jiuling, Xiao Xun'er, you guys and dogs, let me see how you fight the old lady!" Fen clenched her fist tightly, and Zhang Shan's beautiful eyes were full of spiteful light.
However, when Xu Wenlong saw Deng Jiuling's face clearly, Na Yang's palm in midair suddenly snapped and flung it on his face.
The world stood still for an instant, and the audience was silent and deadly silent.
"What's the origin of this kid?"
"Which, Xu Wenlong is a one-billion-dollar young man, and he is also one of the big three or two carrying the flag. He is actually afraid of a foreign boy?"
"I know this kid, he is a freshman who carries the flag, but the freshman overturned the senior student, is this too exaggerated?"
Those second generations of Tunghai University have a lot of discussions, and they all feel incredible.
On the first day Deng Jiuling came to school, he suppressed Chen Zihao as a sophomore at the welcome party.
Nima, this military training has just ended, and Deng Jiuling suppressed Xu Wenlong, one of the three-year-old men who carried the flag
day!
This... Isn't this too exaggerated
Although Chen Zihao's father was an official in Xinjiang, his power was mainly in Tiannan City, which was a provincial capital, not a local area.
Xu Wenlong crosses the provincial capital and is famous for Tunghai University, which is also very powerful in society.
Therefore, Deng Jiuling's performance of blasting the sky suddenly made many old students look at Deng Jiuling in awe, full of awe.
Dang!
A freshman can overwhelm freshmen, sophomores and juniors!
If Deng Jiuling stepped on his senior year, wouldn't he have become an unprecedented "total carrying flag" in the history of Tunghai University
Handsome!
At this moment, Deng Jiuling was holding his trouser pocket with one hand, looking at Xu Wenlong with disdain: "Zhang Shan is really your girlfriend?"
"Mr. Jiu, you... just laughed, where do I have such a cheap girlfriend?" Xu Wenlong was a little embarrassed.
"Go away." Deng Jiuling waved his hand with a look of disdain.
"Yes, yes, I'm going to roll, this will roll." Xu Wenlong smiled and ran away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Then, Deng Jiuling glanced at Zhang Shan, took Xiao Xun'er's hand, and left.
Boom!
Zhang Shan stood there blankly, her beautiful eyes full of sad tears.
Zhang Shan was chosen by Zhang Yang because of her beauty, but Zhang Yang was beaten and swollen into fat by Deng Jiuling.
It was Xu Wenlong, a billionaire in the provincial capital, who came, and that was also the case, which made Zhang Shan very depressed.
"Dog men and women, wait and see, I won't let you go!" Zhang Shan looked resentful, hesitated for a moment, took out the phone, and made a call.
"Brother Long, haven't you always wanted me? I will satisfy you. From today onwards, I will be your servant!" Zhang Shan gritted her teeth.
A majestic and staring voice rolled from the other end of the phone: "Zhang Shan, you better think clearly, if you want to be Lao Tzu's woman, it will be no different from a bitch."
"Whoever I ask you to accompany, you have to accompany whom."
"I asked you to accompany several men at the same time, then you have to accompany several!"
"Even if Lao Tzu takes you as a gift, or sells you to Dongying to sell small movies, then you must obey. Are you really willing?"
That strong man named "Long Ge", Zhang Shan's face became paler every time he said a word.
When Long Ge finished speaking, Zhang Shan's face was already as white as paper, and her whole body was shaking.
But when he thought of Deng Jiuling's contemptuous gaze before leaving, Zhang Shan's heart was raging, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Long, I... Yes!"
"Very good." On the other side of the phone, Brother Long's majestic voice came again: "You are now at the Royal KTV near Boyuan, and a few bosses and I are singing. Come and play with them. Remember to wear sexy."
"Yes!" Zhang Shan said with a pale face and gritted her teeth.
…
On the other side, Deng Jiuling and Xiao Xun'er stepped into the Boyuan compound side by side.
Like the several parties that Deng Jiuling has attended, it is still a Western-style open-air buffet, and the courtyard is filled with all kinds of exquisite and delicious food.
Those big white-legged beauties in cheongsam with split ends, and those big-legged handsome guys in tuxedos, holding the crystals, shuttled around.
Those celebrities, second generations, ladies and gentlemen raised their goblets, coveted, drinking red wine elegantly, chatting and laughing.
This is a gathering of high society.
A handsome waiter walked over, with a professional smile on his face, and asked politely: "Sir, do you have an invitation letter?"
"No." Deng Jiuling replied simply, without leaving any water.
The waiter who heard this was a daze, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he said coldly: "Then please prove that you have at least one million deposits in your bank card."
After speaking, the waiter snapped his fingers, and immediately a waiter took the pos machine and walked over.
"Today, our Boyuan trade fair has a very high level of specifications. In order to prevent some poor people from eating and drinking, we set a threshold of 1 million deposit balance. Please forgive me, sir."
The waiter seemed to be polite, but what he said was very cold, and he obviously felt that Deng Jiuling was mixing food and drinking.
"Brother Nine, let me come." Xiao Xun'er took out her wallet and prepared to take the card.
"It's okay."
Deng Jiuling waved his hand, took out a card casually, and threw it into the waiter's hand.
"I don't know how much money is in this card. I don't know it. It was given by someone else. Can you see if it is enough? I will take the card again." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
When Murong Chu wanted to be engaged to Xiao Xun'er, he was beaten on the spot by Deng Jiuling, and then thousands of celebrities came to give gifts to Deng Jiuling.
The money was transferred through online banking, so Deng Jiuling really didn't take a closer look at the specific amount on the card.
"I also know where the poor man came from, relying on scams and abductions to fool a white rich and beautiful, actually want to come to our Boyuan to pretend to be forced? What do you pretend if you have no money?"
With a smile of contempt and disdain on his face, the waiter picked up Deng Jiuling's bank card and swiped it on the POS machine casually.
A series of numbers 0 appeared in the eyes of the waiter.
boom!
The waiter shook his hand, and the pos machine frightened to the ground.
"My God! So much money!"
The waiter sucked in air, hurriedly picked up the bank card, and handed it to Deng Jiuling: "First... Sir, please."
"Yeah." Deng Jiuling put away the bank card casually, took Xiao Xun'er's hand, and left.
"Brother, is this kid rich?" The waiter on the side looked unbelieving.
"It's not just rich, this is a dragon." Thinking of the number he had just seen, the waiter drew in a cold breath and said with a trembling voice.
Deng Jiuling was too lazy to pay attention to the conversation between the two.
Along the way, Deng Jiuling walked to the end of the compound and formally stepped into the exhibition hall.
This is the main battlefield of the Boyuan Trade Fair!