Holding the wine in his hand, he was deep in thought.
He would not naively think that the two hit it off and became friends.
Everyone is realistic, especially this kind of rich second generation.
If you don't show any value, you won't be able to enter their Dharma eyes at all.
If Zhou Xing had not chosen to let Zhang Yan book a booth at the bar today and spend millions at the same time, Chang Wenyu's attitude might have been completely opposite.
Chang Wenyu's questions were always aimed at getting information about him.
At the same time, he revealed a little bit about himself.
Huang Mingyuan, who is worth hundreds of millions, is almost like a rag collector in his eyes.
The words were full of contempt.
Zhou Xing chose to cooperate with him, showing off his young and frivolous appearance, while showing off his muscles.
The two of them knew it well and did not reveal what they were saying.
Only when two people can talk to each other at the same level can they become friends.
So in the eyes of outsiders.
Zhou Xing and Chang Wenyu talked happily and had a very good relationship.
Zhou Xing drank the wine in his hand with a smile in his eyes.
This is interesting.
It seems that in the Shanghai circle, dandies like Huang Mingyuan are only a minority, and most of them are smart people like Chang Wenyu.
When a person's strength reaches a certain level, he doesn't need to integrate himself, the circle will come to him on his own initiative.
Just like Chang Wenyu today.
Zhou Xing believes that it won't be long before Chang Wenyu will find him again.
At that time...it wasn't just him.
There are also people in his small circle.
It was just a brief chat today. When that time comes, Zhou Xing can stay, which proves that he is truly recognized.
...........
On the deck.
So many things have happened, and the atmosphere is no longer what it used to be.
Luo Qianqian looked drunk and hazy, her limp body lying in Zhou Xing's arms.
It seemed that he was a little drunk and unconscious.
"Ding dong."
Zhou Xing's cell phone rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was from Anya.
"Zhou Xing... I was wrong, please don't be angry with me again, okay?"
Zhou Xing raised his head and met Anya's eyes.
Anya did not choose to avoid it this time, but bit her red lips, looking pitiful.
Zhou Xing smiled faintly.
There was no reply, so he put the phone back into his pocket.
When Anya saw this, she immediately became anxious.
He hesitated for a moment while holding the wine glass, then walked towards Zhou Xingxing, quietly squeezing out a seat next to him.
"Zhou Xing..."
Anya leaned against Zhou Xing, her pretty face flushed, and whispered: "Can you take me back later?"
"I drank, so I could only find a driver, but I couldn't deliver it."
Zhou Xing shook his head.
The great Lamborghini only has two positions in total, and one of them is occupied by the driver.
That means he can't give it to anyone.
And it seems that driving a car is not that easy to find. After all, supercars like Daniu, in addition to their handsome appearance, have limited interior space.
The capacity of the front trunk may not be enough to fit the folding bicycle for the driver.
Zhou Xing didn't think that much.
If it's inconvenient, just leave the car here and come back to pick it up when you have time.
"It's okay, we can take a taxi back."
Anya leaned close to Zhou Xing's ear, and her soft and waxy voice was accompanied by the sound of breathing, which made Zhou Xing's ears itchy: "I will let you touch my legs when the time comes."
When she said this, Anya was already extremely embarrassed: "Don't you always like my legs?"
Zhou Xing lowered his head and glanced at Anya's round and shiny legs.
Very attractive indeed.
"Okay, I'll take you back later."
Zhou Xing did not refuse.
"real?"
Anya's face showed joy: "Zhou Xing, you are so kind!"
She held Zhou Xing's arm and shook it slightly, and then asked a little cautiously: "Then you shouldn't be angry with me anymore, right?"
Zhou Xing put his hand on her thigh and rubbed it, and asked with a smile: "When have I ever been angry with you?"
Anya moved her body slightly, not to avoid Zhou Xing's hand, but to make it easier for him.
"That's fine, I'll wait for you later."
After Anya left these words, she did not continue to sit here, but left and returned to her original position.
These actions just now had already consumed all her courage.
Zhou Xing chuckled lightly and didn't think it was anything.
Anyana's junior rank is really not that impressive. Sure enough, only stir-fried green tea will have a more mellow taste.
"Young Master Zhou, you can't treat one favorably over another."
As soon as Anya left, Luo Qianqian, who was already drunk in her arms, suddenly opened her eyes and said faintly: "If Anya acts coquettishly and you promise to send her back, what should I do?"
"I'm drunk!"
Luo Qianqian opened her big moist eyes and said softly: "A girl is drunk, so late, but it is very unsafe."
Zhou Xing didn't expose her pretending to be drunk, but said calmly: "I'll take Anya back first. You can take a taxi to the hotel where I'm staying. I'll tell the hotel. Then you can just tell me my name and they will take you there."
You went up."
"Young Master Zhou, how can this happen? I want to go back with you."
Luo Qianqian said coquettishly.
"obedient."
Zhou Xing patted her round shoulder.
"All right."
Luo Qianqian could only nod obediently, feeling a little disappointed inside.
Originally, I wanted to be the first to arrive and seize Anya's opportunity.
At present...it seems that her position in Zhou Xing's heart is still not as good as Anya's.
She knew that she could not monopolize it by herself, but when it happened, she was still disappointed.
After all, who wouldn’t want to occupy a boy like Zhou Xing and eat him alive?
"Do you need me to go back to my hotel?"
Luo Qianqian asked.
"What are you doing back at the hotel?"
Zhou Xing couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
"Of course it's my work uniform."
Luo Qianqian was inevitably a little shy and lowered her head.
Zhou Xing laughed dumbly: "Are you wearing Pinru's clothes?"
"What?"
Luo Qianqian was puzzled.
"fine."
Zhou Xing didn't explain, but looking at the charming Luo Qianqian in his arms, he couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in his heart.
I have to say that their work uniforms are indeed very attractive to me.
He looked towards Anya.
I don’t know what kind of scenery Anya will look like when she wears her uniform.
Anya sensed Zhou Xing's gaze and smiled sweetly at him.
Seeing this, Luo Qianqian pouted with some dissatisfaction: "Everyone is in your arms, but you are still looking at Anya!"
"Isn't it too biased?"
Zhou Xing just smiled faintly: "Then go back and take off your clothes."