After taking off all his clothes and putting them in the bag, Dio lay between the two women to finish the job.
About an hour later, the two women woke up one after another. They didn't remember what happened after they got drunk yesterday, but everything in front of them was enough to explain that no one doubted that the three of them took off their clothes and lay on the bed last night just to play Landlord.
After last night's busy day, Dio was somewhat tired and had no interest in doing anything else with the two girls, so he declined their invitation to do another morning exercise, then put on yesterday's clothes and took the two girls out.
After staying in the hotel and having lunch together, the two girls reluctantly said goodbye to Dior. Before leaving, they left their real names and phone numbers, and hinted that he could contact them at any time if he wanted to "drink" with them again.
Dio agreed with a smile, and finally patted their plump buttocks and gestured to reconnect, then turned and left amid the laughter of the two women.
Everything seemed so natural and normal, even the two guys who looked like SHIELD agents didn't notice anything unusual, but the envy, jealousy and hatred in their hearts were difficult to describe in words.
While others were drinking whiskey with beautiful women in the bar, they only dared to order one glass of wine and sat there for several hours, only to flee in the contemptuous eyes of the bartender.
While he was making love with two hot girls in the hotel room all night long, they could only hide in the car, drink coffee and take turns sleeping for a short while.
Others can have free friendly fire and leave in style afterward, but they can only eat sandwiches and can't even get a chance to masturbate.
This is fucking life!
The two of them suddenly wanted to cry, but when they remembered that today's report had not been made yet, they immediately lost the desire to cry.
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After returning to the restaurant, Dio leisurely made himself a pot of tea. He was the kind of person who had to put sugar in coffee, and he was in between being able to drink it but not liking it very much. Of course, the same goes for tea. He would put rock sugar in it every time. He was one of the leaders in the evil ways!
There's no way. It's not just a matter of taste. He just feels that life is already so hard, so why make things more difficult for himself.
He has heard the sayings "bitter first, sweet later", "long aftertaste", "what you are tasting is not tea but life" countless times, but sorry, he has never tasted that kind of high-grade tea. Just like his life before, there was only endless bitterness and no sweetness.
So let it be evil, he can't be elegant anyway, he can just pretend to be elegant at certain times and occasions.
But... ...it seems like I forgot something
Dio put down the sickly sweet tea in his hand and thought carefully, until he noticed the broom out of the corner of his eye.
Is that guy Will still in the bar
After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and called Will. The call went through, but it rang for a while and then was hung up. Dio called again, but this time his call was rejected immediately.
Did something happen
Dio looked a little strange, and then he made another call, which was finally connected this time.
"Let's talk later. I'm busy now!"
Dio looked at the phone that was hung up again with a strange look on his face. It was already noon, and he was still "running"? And from the sound of their voices, it seemed to be the two women he had left in the bar with Will yesterday.
Did he just wake up and start exercising? He is really trying hard!
"Not bad. I didn't waste the money I spent on drinks yesterday." Dio sighed and ignored him.
As a result, half an hour later, Will drove to the door of the restaurant with a sad face, and almost cried as soon as he entered.
"What's wrong? Are you still unhappy after exercising? Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?" Dio gave him a joking look.
Then he heard Will say angrily: "Those two bitches drank and ate my food yesterday, and just now when they left, they didn't forget to take the last bit of money I had. What's the difference between them and those prostitutes!"
Dio almost burst into tears when he heard that, and then he laughed so hard that tears almost came out.
It goes without saying that she felt she had lost out by having a night of fun with Will, and there were three of them together, so she simply took the "mental damages compensation" and left.
It's possible that when Will started 'running', he was put on the 'treadmill' before it even started working.
"Come on, I was the one who paid the bill yesterday. It's not your turn to feel wronged. Besides, you didn't sound like this when you called me just now. You must be so happy that you've forgotten who you are."
"Are you the same?" Will's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard it.
"Sorry, I only gave my money to the hotel, and there are follow-up matters, you can't envy me." As he said that, Dior took out two pieces of paper that still smelled of perfume and threw them on the table.
Will hurriedly opened it and took a look, then sat back dejectedly. It turned out that people are different. Whoever is better will die!
"By the way, didn't you say yesterday that you had another date? Where's that pretty lady from the IRS?"
"I just said I had something to do. I didn't say it was with her. What happened yesterday, I have long forgotten about it. It's not an important matter anyway." Dio explained casually, plugging the last loophole.
Will thought about it and agreed. Even if a big problem happened yesterday, he would not care. He would just enjoy himself first. Otherwise, he would not have ignored Dio's call.
"Okay, today is a day off, go away, I'm the only one here." Dio was ready to send him away and start spending money. With so many gold bars, he was looking forward to the harvest.
However, Will seemed to have not heard it. He sat there awkwardly, moving back and forth, not saying a word, but not leaving either.
Dio glanced at him, as if he had thought of something, then he took out his wallet and speechlessly counted out a thousand yuan and slammed it heavily on the table.
"Get out of here! This money will be deducted from your next month's salary!"
"Hey, isn't it a little short? There's still some time left before next month's salary is paid..."
"Do you want it? That's all. If you don't want it, take it back!"
When Will saw Dio reaching out to take it back, he immediately grabbed the money on the table and ran away. He originally had more than two thousand, but those two bitches didn't leave him a penny and took it all. It was a big loss.
If I use this two thousand yuan to find a street prostitute, I will have so much fun, damn!
"If I know you spent all this $1,000 on those whores, don't even think about getting a penny from me! Spend it!"
Through the door, Dio gave Will a big middle finger. A net income of $10,000 a month was not enough for this guy to go out and have fun and find women. He was really a talented person!
But to be honest, he only felt particularly relaxed when he was with Will. This was probably the role of friends.