Chapter 194 The little girl who can’t carry it clearly

Maybe it was because the intoxicating light in the room made her a little dazed, so Yang Xueyin didn't recognize Zhao Zirui at the first time.

Her eyes lingered on her target person.

The owner of this cruise ship today is not named Qiao. They sent themselves in in the name of organizing a bureau.

Yang Xueyin did not recognize Zhao Zirui immediately, but Mr. Zhao found it funny.

I don’t know where this little girl learned her ability to use people to move forward but not to use people to move backwards.

But even though Father Qiao shamelessly took the lead, no one said to Yang Xueyin, "Come and play together."

The scene was awkward for a while.

Father Qiao felt vaguely that it was not good. Yang Xueyin had already demonstrated her abilities at his place before. Although she was not a beautiful woman, she had a good foundation in the ability to charm men that she had deliberately cultivated.

It's not the kind of thing that's sure of success, but rather a bit of green calculation. Although it's not quite as good as it is, it's so easy to understand that it attracts people's attention.

Men know men best.

As a person who recommends others, Father Qiao doesn't think there is anything wrong with Yang Xueyin's behavior.

Men's love is shallow, and among all their desires, their pursuit of power and status is far greater than their pursuit of this shallow love.

So, just enjoy it.

Father Qiao thinks very well, but not everyone is like him.

Yang Xueyin is still a bit scheming. At least in such an occasion, any green and tender little girl would probably hide her face and run away.

She pretended to raise her head casually, showing her fragile, beautiful and longing eyes, hoping that the man sitting on top would give her the reaction she wanted.

"Mr. Qi, since you are playing cards, why don't you let Xiaoxue accompany you? It's better for me and you young people to play together with the young people, which also saves Xiaoxue from following me and catching you blind. What do you think, Xiaoxue?

Are you willing to play cards with Mr. Qi?"

Yang Xueyin: "I do."

The voice was delicate and timid, like a frightened little rabbit.

Zhou Wei'an took a sip of tea and smiled at Feng Jue, who was sitting opposite him.

Mr. Qiao's ability to talk to himself is extraordinary.

This little girl is not an ordinary person. I really don’t know how thick-skinned she must be to be able to agree so grandly.

"Mr. Qiao, isn't this bad? If you leave, what will the little girl do if she is bullied by us?"

Zhao Zirui smiled evilly, he really didn't sound like a good person.

Mr. Qiao is not afraid that the little girl will be bullied; he is afraid that the little girl will not be bullied.

In his eyes, the four dimensions in front of him are the little lambs in the sheepfold, and he is the hand of God opening the door for the wolf cubs.

If the lamb and the wolf cub are in the same space, how can the wolf suffer?

At this moment, Yang Xueyin and Mr. Qiao had a clear understanding.

They won't suffer any loss whatever they eat.

"Mr. Zhao just loves to joke. We are all young people. Is there anything wrong with having fun together?"

Yang Xueyin: "I can also play cards."

She hurriedly wanted to add something, but before she could finish her words, her expression seemed a little wrong when her eyes fell on Zhao Zirui.

She remembered this person!

His face instantly became hot, this person is not that person.

Zhao Zirui had met Qin Rong, and there was no need to guess the relationship between her and Qin Rong at that time!

When she thought of this, she quickly realized that Zhao Zirui's behavior just now was just because he remembered her. That's why he behaved like this. What does this mean? He is a complete clown in other people's eyes!

It's a pity that the skill of telepathy cannot coexist for a long time.

Mr. Qiao didn't know the overwhelming thoughts in Yang Xueyin's heart at this time.

When he saw Yang Xueyin acting like this, he nodded with satisfaction. It wasn't that he was reluctant to let Qiao Wanwan manage these relationships. It was just that Qiao Wanwan's character meant that even good things could be turned into bad things. He was definitely not as flexible and flexible as Yang Xueyin.

As a businessman, he appreciates this.

In order to show that he was a very reasonable elder, Mr. Qiao simply showed a professional attitude of packing the package and delivering it to his door. He just said a few words casually and left Yang Xueyin in the room.

Yang Xueyin endured the feeling of hair all over her body and slowly walked towards the few men.

Zhao Zirui was carefree, hugging the cheongsam beauty beside him, groping with the light golden lace cutouts with his fingers, and praised: "Xueer's choice of clothes is really good. No one can wear it except you."

‘Xue’er’, who had just received a new name, covered her mouth and giggled: “Of course.”

She accepted Zhao Zirui's compliments unceremoniously. None of the people present had a better figure than hers.

Yang Xueyin was so excited by the phrase "Xue'er" that she almost couldn't walk.

But she still persisted and got through.

"Mr. Qi, I can help you read the cards."

Rich people have many tricks to play cards, and you don’t necessarily have to play by yourself to have fun.

Feng Jue took out a lighter. He was not a heavy smoker, but his beloved wife at home didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he was usually very restrained. However, the habit he had developed over many years was not so easy to change.

So he may not have a cigarette on him now, but he must have a lighter.

Zhao Zirui raised his eyebrows: "Sister Xiaoxue, why are you only showing it to Mr. Qi and not us? Are you looking down on us?"

"Sister Xiaoxue is here to show me the cards. One hundred thousand per game, how about that?"

Zhou Wei'an's eyebrows skipped a beat. If anything happens to you, you'll pay 100,000 per game. It's fun to hit people with money, right?

Qi Yan: "Okay."

Yang Xueyin was overjoyed: "Really?"

"Hey, sister Xiaoxue, you don't know this. I, Mr. Qi, who is in front of you, have always said the same thing."

"Why, one game is ten thousand, has Sister Xiaoxue exchanged her chips?"

Yang Xueyin just walked to Qi Yan's seat. When she heard Zhao Zirui's game, she asked as if she hadn't heard: "What ten thousand, chips?"

How can I still ask for her money?

Are you rich people so stingy?

Yang Xueyin was shocked!

'Xue'er' was overjoyed: "My little sister has never come to play. Mr. Zhao is taking care of you. We can't even play this game by ourselves even if it costs ten thousand."

Being able to talk to Zhao Zirui, sister "Xue'er" is also a ruthless character. She can make noises and stir up troubles, and all kinds of skills can be mastered at a glance.

"Oh, little sister, didn't she bring any money?"

Everything requires cash here.

Yang Xueyin: You actually still have to pay for it yourself!

Is this what the legendary rich people do?!

But turning around, Yang Xueyin put on a pitiful expression and faced Qi Yan.

"Mr. Qi, I only have two thousand yuan in my bag."

It’s hard to let her take out two thousand yuan to play, right?

Qi Yan: "Since I have no money, please let Miss Yang do what she wants."

click

There was silence in the room again.

'Xue'er' couldn't help it, and finally laughed wildly. Did Qiao, the little girl who couldn't understand what she was doing, always have a brain in her head and send people in?
Chapter completed!