Chapter 824: Beautiful Women Are All Different

Chapter 824 The clouds of beauties are all different

Seeing that the eyes of the three women were all fixed on him, and the young people next to him also booed, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly, looked at the white and tender little hand stretched out in front of him and said with a smile: "Miss Xu The song is sweet and beautiful, even this hand is It was so charming that I almost felt like I was in a dream, and I didn't know if reaching out to hold it was considered a blasphemy." At this time, he had already recognized the name of the woman who stretched out her hand in front of him, and she was from the mainland. There are also a large number of enthusiasts.

It's all because he doesn't like to watch TV. He really didn't recognize her at first. It wasn't until she stood in front of him that Zhao Jianhui remembered that this woman was Xu Jingjing.

Xu Jingjing stared at him, her face turning even redder. It was obvious that this man was not a fan of his own. Although the words he said were pleasant, you could tell by looking at his eyes that his compliments were purely polite and diplomatic, and not even sincere at all. There is no real intention.

Instead of doing this, Xu Jingjingxi felt grateful. Don't look at the three women on her side who looked very beautiful when they came in, but Xu Jingjing knew that the people who could appear in this place tonight were rich or noble. Even those men who shook hands with her intimately, most of them were holding hands. The purpose of speech is close to oneself. It cannot be said that there are no people who truly respect oneself as a singer, but there are absolutely very few people.

The other party is not my enthusiast, and it seems that he didn't recognize him just now, but he can still take care of his face and give himself a step to step down. This feeling makes people feel more at ease.

"Thank you..." Taking her hand out of Zhao Jianhui's hand, Xu Jingjing smiled brightly and walked upstairs. Zhao Jianhui thought for a moment, then turned around and walked up behind the three of them.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Xu Jingjing turned around and saw Zhao Jianhui following behind. Her steps, which were running smoothly like water, stalled, and her pretty face suddenly turned red. The woman on the left looked back at Zhao Jianhui, staring at him with a look of gnashing her teeth; the woman in the middle looked back and smiled, tilted her head and said to Xu Jingjing: "The charm of the third sister has not diminished, the handsome guy behind has been You're fascinated..."

"Huh, I can't walk when I see a beautiful woman! It must not be a good thing..." The beauty on the left also lowered her voice and said.

She thought her voice was very low, but how could she know that Zhao Jianhui could actually hear her clearly? Zhao Jianhui thought angrily: "I just want to follow you to find Huo Jiaxin. Who has the time to take a fancy to you guys? Huh, it's just being sentimental..."

It seemed that Xu Jingjing had the same idea as him. She shook her head and said, "Sister, I am not so charming. Didn't you see the way they looked at us just now?"

The only person who understands men is always women.

The beautiful woman in the middle also smiled and said: "What Jingjing said is that I don't think this man is a flower protector. Her eyes tell me that he is not a romantic young man who only spends money to play with women..."

As soon as he heard the woman in front of him say this, Zhao Jianhui's face immediately showed a very embarrassed look. Don’t you know that the heart says that people should not be judged by their appearance? Compared with those people, how can I dare to say that I am a good person?

The third floor looks like a bar. There are much fewer people here than in the lobby on the first floor. The men here are also older than the people below, most of them are middle-aged people in their forties or fifties. , all wearing suits and ties, looking very solemn. There are really not many people like Zhao Jianhui who walk in wearing T-shirts and casual pants.

As soon as the three women walking in front came in, they were pulled over with smiles by three foreign men who came to greet them. Zhao Jianhui found a corner seat and sat down, and then he saw clearly that half of the outside area was a bar-like booth, and more than half of the inside area was a dance floor, which was magnificently decorated. Although there are not many people on the dance floor now, the lights, performance stage, music, etc. all show a strange mood.

Zhao Jianhui scratched his head in confusion, opened his eyes wide, and glanced around the entire hall. He saw Dong Cangping and Dong Junying, father and son, sitting on two tables respectively, talking in a low voice. Dong Junying's wife Meng Wenyuan was sitting alone not far from her. Sitting opposite her was a bald foreign man in his fifties. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but sigh and said in his heart: "So that's what happened!"

The social interaction of the upper class is nothing more than this! ! Although Huo Jiaxin was not seen, Zhao Jianhui finally felt relieved. The people here were all of high status, so they wouldn't do anything disgraceful in a place like this, right?

"Are you alone? Do you want a drink?" Following the voice, under the swaying crystal lamp, a woman in her thirties walked over. The floor-length gown was decorated with bright rhinestones. The champagne in her hand was shaking slightly. Her skin was the brown color carefully arranged by the sunbath. The backless gown highlighted her body without any trace of fat.

Although this woman was talking to Zhao Jianhui, the feeling she gave Zhao Jianhui was one of indescribable indifference. Zhao Jianhui didn't know why he felt this way. The other party was obviously an elegant lady.

"The look on your face tells me that you don't need anyone to drink with you, you just don't want to be harassed." Zhao Jianhui smiled faintly and pointed to the seat opposite.

"You are a very boring man. If you know it, why would you say it?" The woman sat down opposite, glanced at Zhao Jianhui coldly, and said lightly: "However, I still have to thank you. This is just right."

"What's just right?" Zhao Jianhui was a little confused.

"You are not a man who comes here to relieve his loneliness. Wouldn't it be just right for us to sit together?" The woman stared at Zhao Jianhui and said, shaking the champagne in her hand.

Zhao Jianhui nodded, thinking that this was true. He was hiding in such a remote corner, so naturally he was not here to discuss business or pick up women. And this woman had an indifferent look on her face, and it was obvious that she was not willing to blend in with the people there. A social occasion where the conversation is lively.

"What, do you think all the men who come here are here to relieve their loneliness? Isn't the cocktail party tonight organized by the chief executive for the four major Hong Kong people to promote their relationship with the nine major banks? Everyone is here, probably to talk Business, right?”

The woman looked over with disdain: "It seems that you are not a member of this circle at all? Do you have to be in a place like this to talk about business seriously? Is it really just talking about business that will make so many people Women come to lighten the mood? This is just an excuse for some men to achieve their own ulterior motives..."

"Haha, what you said seems a bit too extreme, right?" Zhao Jianhui said with a smile that he couldn't agree with.

"I've already said that you are not from this circle, and you don't understand some things at all." The woman said, taking out a women's cigarette from the bag on her arm, and then took out another He picked up a golden lighter, lit it with a bang, and lit it up to take a puff.

Seeing the white smoke curling away from her red and attractive lips, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but secretly praise, this woman is very skillful in smoking! !

The woman just sat there, smoking lightly and occasionally drinking the champagne in her hand. After that, neither of the two people spoke anymore, but their eyes drifted from each other from time to time.

Zhao Jianhui discovered that this woman had a cold demeanor, but she was very elegant. She was estimated to be around 30 years old. She had straight, neck-length hair permed. She was wearing a black evening dress and wore high-quality shoes on her feet. Pointed boots. The eyes are deep and cold, making people look very rational and fashionable.

Such a woman looks like a noble lady at first glance, but I don’t know how she can be as cold-hearted as water. A man who has such a woman should take care of such a woman and keep smiling. To make such a woman sad, that man is simply It’s just that you don’t know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings.

And not far from them, pairs of men and women were drinking and laughing. The men were all so elegant, and the women were all as beautiful as flowers. It seemed that the atmosphere of conversation was very good, which was formed by the indifference between Zhao Jianhui and the woman opposite. A sharp contrast.

The harmonious scenes in front of him made Zhao Jianhui very suspicious of the woman's judgment just now. His eyes flashed constantly, searching for Huo Jiaxin's figure carefully.

Just when he was disappointed again, he suddenly heard a bang. Suddenly, a door opened on the opposite wall, and a woman in a black silk dress flashed out. Only then did Zhao Jianhui realize that there were other caves on the surrounding walls of this hall. Because the lights in the hall were hazy, he didn't think about it just now. He really didn't see those made of the same color as the walls. Door after door.

The girl was slim and tall, with long and straight hair that could be compared to hairdressing advertisements on TV. She looked particularly elegant and charming, with an oval-shaped face, a smooth forehead, and skin as white as snow. Under the beautiful eyebrows like spring mountains, there are a pair of big eyes with deep and mysterious brilliance, a delicate and straight nose bridge like a fine sculpture, a graceful and soft lip shape with a slight upturn, and a sharp, round and unique chin. Her cold beauty that makes people dare not look at her is tinged with anger, but it adds to her infinite charm.

Zhao Jianhui's heart skipped a beat when he saw Huo Jiaxin - she actually walked out of the room...

Suddenly, his eyes froze. In an instant, Zhao Jianhui felt his heartbeat speed up and his breathing seemed to have stopped. Just behind the opened door, an old man in his fifties with a wicked smile stretched out his hand from behind and took Huo Jiaxin's white jade-like arm from behind...

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