Salsa drank a lot of wine and ran to Li Xuan and Mallory drunk.
Mallory frowned: "Salsa, what are you doing here?"
Salsa said: "Don't worry, I'm not here to find you. I just want to chat with your little Chinese boyfriend. Hello, are you over 18 years old?"
Li Xuan glanced at him and said calmly: "What exactly do you want to say?"
Salsha laughed loudly and said: "I just want to know if you are old enough to drink. Look at my cup. Do you know what is in it?"
In his cup was wine as red as blood.
Li Xuan said: "I know, it's red wine."
"No, no, no." Salsha shook his head disdainfully, "You are wrong, this is not wine at all, this is gold! This is Romanée-Conti, the best red wine, and a bottle costs hundreds of thousands of magnesium gold.
This glass of wine is as good as gold!"
As he spoke, Salsa raised his head, drank the wine in one gulp, and said with a smile: "I heard that you people in China are very poor, and my glass of wine costs thousands of magnesium gold. This glass should be enough for many families in China.
Years of living expenses, right? Tsk tsk, I don’t even know what it’s like to live as a poor person. I must go to China to experience it if I have the chance.”
Li Xuan took out his mobile phone, pressed a few times, and said calmly: "China's economy is developing very fast now. The country is stable, strong, and prosperous. If you want to live a hard life, you may not be able to do so in China. But I can help you.
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"Oh? Are you going to your house?" Salsa asked provocatively, "Do you have a toilet at home? Do you need to share an open-air toilet with a large group of people?"
Malorie glanced at Salsa with pity, sighed softly, and said to her heart that you are looking for death because of your stupidity, don't blame me!
"Whatever you think." Li Xuan and Malorie were in a good mood chatting. Besides, they killed too many people yesterday, so today they were relatively low-key and restrained.
"This is not a question of what I think. You may be a rich man in China, but rich people from that country are still poor when they come to us. Let me ask you, have you ever stayed in a seven-star hotel? Let me ask you,
Have you ever driven a Bugatti? Let me ask you, have you ever drank Romanee-Conti? Let me ask you, have you ever flown on a private jet? If you hadn’t been following Mallory, I don’t think you would have had the chance to attend a party like today.
Right?" Salsa taunted like a barrage of firecrackers.
Mallory covered her face, she couldn't bear to look at it.
Salsa continued: "Mallory, I can't understand your choice. You have to know that only if you are with me can my dad invest in oil and gas fields. If you are with this Chinese pretty boy, he can give you
What? I even doubt whether his weak look can satisfy you!"
"That's enough!" Mallory couldn't help it anymore, "Do you know who you are talking to, do you know what you are talking about? Salsa, our two families still have some friendship after all, and I don't want you to commit suicide.
Ruin your future!"
Salsa was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing wildly, laughing forward and back.
Suddenly, Salsa reached out and grabbed a passing girl, pointed at Li Xuan with a smile and asked: "Do you know this Chinese guy? Who do you think is more powerful between me and him?"
The girl immediately put herself in Salsha's arms and said: "Of course Master Salsha is the best! I am your loyal fan. I have liked every photo you have on INS. When can you take me with you?"
How about taking a ride in your golden sports car and private jet?"
Salsa laughed heartily, slapped the girl hard on the back and said, "Hahaha, you will definitely have a chance. Not only will I let you fly on my private plane, but I will also have something more exciting waiting for you!"
Saying that, Salsha said provocatively: "Mallory, have you seen it? No one knows your pretty face at all. I especially want to know how he can make me destroy my future!"
Mallory said helplessly: "I can't help you if you don't listen. I hope you won't regret it."
"You are the one who regrets it!" Salsa said, and suddenly he picked up the money gun and pointed it at Li Xuan, "Baby face, just call me daddy, and I will shoot you. All the money that comes out of the shot will be given to you.
How about you? I still have about 80,000 magnesium dollars in my gun. Is this enough money for you to return to China and become a rich man?"
Li Xuan smiled: "Eighty thousand dollars to become a millionaire? How ignorant are you? This little money is not enough to buy a bathroom in the suburbs of Jingzhou, China."
"Don't brag. China is a place where poor people don't have time to shit." Salsa pouted, "My father went there thirty years ago. There were not even a few cars there. I think you have never seen it before.
Bugatti, do you want me to give you a chance to lick the tires of my golden sports car?"
"Licking tires? What a good idea." Li Xuan shook his phone, "Actually, I'm a very low-key person. I didn't want to show off my wealth, but you had to force me."
"You want to show off your wealth?" Salsha was stunned for a moment, then laughed crazily, and even stood up and shouted, "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet, our friend from China said that he wanted to show off his wealth.
Rich!"
Everyone looked at Li Xuan strangely.
Show off your wealth here?
Show off your wealth in front of Salsa?
Oh my God, is this Chinese crazy?
Doesn't he know that Benzhong City is full of wealthy second-generation people, many of whom are worth hundreds of millions?
Doesn't he know that Salsa is the only son of an E-country energy tycoon? His family owns dozens of oil and gas fields, hundreds of mines, and a wealth of more than 30 billion yuan!
Li Xuan actually wants to show off his wealth here. This is like running to Africa to compete with giraffes on whose neck is longer. He is simply asking for humiliation!
But they were having fun and needed a little fun, so they started making noises.
"Come on, Chinese people, let us see how you show off your wealth?"
"Haha, are there rich people in places like China?"
"How do you think he would show off his wealth? Wouldn't he take out a Nokia mobile phone and ask us if we have seen it before?"
"Nokia... is he going to use it to crack walnuts? Hahaha!"
Everyone was mocking Li Xuan without restraint because they thought it was a joke.
At this moment, a car suddenly sped towards the door of the villa.
The car stopped, and several sweaty men in suits and leather shoes hurried in and said, "Is Mr. Li Xuan here?"
Li Xuan?
Everyone didn't take Li Xuan seriously at first and didn't even remember his name.
Li Xuan lazily raised his hand and said: "I'm here!"
Several men immediately ran over and said breathlessly: "Hello, Mr. Li, we are lawyers from the Gulf Law Firm. We are entrusted by the Gulf Burj Al Arab Hotel to ask you to sign a transfer document. As long as you sign your name, Gulf