Rebirth In Junior High School Campus: The Strongest Black Belly Business Woman Chapter 534: Lets kill a chicken

Chapter 534: Let's kill a chicken

Located in a manor in San Mateo County, San Francisco.

The eting hall was filled with smoke, and dozens of middle-aged n in suits and ties stood or sat, most of them pinched cigarettes, and the billowing smoke was pouring out of their cigarette butts.

These more than a dozen people are all big brothers in the Hongn of Z, and they only ca here for one thing, that is, the division of interests.

At this ti, the door of the hall opened, and Yan Baiqing stepped into the house calmly. He was almost stunned by the thick smoke in the house, and his brows were suddenly raised.

When he entered the door, everyone in the room stood up and stared coldly, but no one spoke first.

It wasn't until a group of middle-aged n with their pockets in their hands and facing outside the window slowly turned around, and walked around to the coffee table to squeeze out the cigarette butts in their hands, and then raised their heads and said, "Yan Baiqing, Mr. Yan, you have always been a think tank next to Mr. Huang, and now everyone has one. The matter is unknown, I wonder if you, a think tank, can help us out?"

"It seems that you want to inquire about Mr. Kong's trip to the Philippines this ti." Yan Baiqing pulled the corners of his lips, turned and ordered people to open all the windows of the conference hall, and then stepped into the room, lifting his trouser legs and slowly sitting down.

The middle-aged man chuckled imdiately, "Mr. Huang wants to give this piece of fat to Kong Zhandong. I think everyone has no opinion, but what does it an to bring her? I heard that this girl had already worshipped Cao Zuojin earlier. , Mr. Huang did this to promote her intentionally?"

Another chuckle suddenly ca from the sofa, "Mr. Liang, what are you worried about, the little girl has not grown all her hair, and she must be able to make this contribution before discussing promotion."

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Beautiful boy? Kong Zhandong still raised his eyebrows, and seed to have beco familiar with the way of talking with Wei Sheng. He recalled Wei Sheng's words, and there was a teaser in his eyes, "Di Yawen has 13 wives and 20 children, then you say , Which daughter should I seduce him more suitable?"

Wei Sheng was stunned by these words, "Polygamy?"

"Very common." Kong Zhandong finished his voice and continued to sit down.

Seeing that the girl had hugged Di Yawen for a while, she sat next to Kong Zhandong's left hand.

After she was seated, Yina began to fill Kong Zhandong with a small smile, with a skillful smile and a sophisticated smile, as if she often did this.

"Mr. Kong! Among all my sons and daughters, Yina is a recognized flower, hahahaha!" Di Yawenhao laughed loudly, but Wei Sheng frowned.

Yina also got closer, looking at Kong Zhandong's eyes as if water was overflowing, Wei Sheng wanted to give himself a mouth at this mont. Obviously, only herself was short-sighted, and the words just said might make Kong Zhandong laugh. Losing big teeth, there is no such thing as a good man, Di Yawen clearly asked his daughter to co and serve this Mr. Kong.

Even though I really just wanted to make a joke, it was obviously a joke that didn't understand the market.

Wei Sheng took a sip of tea to himself, and saw Kong Zhandong squinting at him and smiling from his side. The mockery was obvious.

After a al, it seed that the guests and the host were enjoying themselves. When it was over, Di Yawen ordered him to send a pile of materials to Kong Zhandong. After the latter took it, he arranged for Di Yawen to rest at the hotel built in Yishui.

During the dinner, Wei Sheng knew that this hotel was Di Yawen’s property, and in the next few days, he would stay in the hotel to entertain Kong Zhandong and his party.

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At this mont, Wei Sheng and Kong Zhandong were following Di Yawen’s subordinates into the elevator to the horse-killing chicken club on the top of the hotel, which is said to be the most upscale horse-killing chicken leisure club in the Philippines.

As for Di Yawen, he hurriedly left after receiving a call after dinner.

Wei Sheng has been struggling in the past few days, his bones and fras seem to be stuck together, eager to get relief, so he did not refuse Di Yawen's arrangent.

The elevator door opens, and you see a luxurious lobby covered with brown soft carpets. The lobby is quite modern. Just stepping out of the elevator, there are several black leather benches for guests to sit here and put on slippers.

Looking to the right, it is the front desk of the clubhouse. In the spacious semi-circular front desk, several won wearing black buttocks professional suits are smiling politely.

Wei Sheng sat on the bench and changed his slippers, then followed the service staff who ca to et him and walked down the passage. On both sides of the passage are boxes. The thick dark wood doors and carved walls are quite antique. Luxurious atmosphere. The whole hall is also full of fresh and nice floral scents, and all the visual senses are extrely luxurious.

Wei Sheng held a lollipop in his mouth, looked around, turned around and asked the guide service staff, "How much do you spend this ti?"

Xu was deliberately arranged by Di Yawen. The girl who ca to lead the way was a Chinese. She crossed her hands on her lower abdon and bent over. "The club only accepts hotel guests and annual fee mbers. Most of the guests choose the lowest level. The **** service is equivalent to approximately 1299 yuan in a single session."

Wei Sheng really didn't know what the exchange rate of the Philippines was at the mont. Later generations knew that about one yuan could be exchanged for nearly seven pesos. The lowest-level service cost more than 7,000 pesos, which is really high-level. Besides, in the present year and month.

Wei Sheng has enjoyed an ordinary massage, like this kind of horse killing chicken, in fact she has never done it, and the guests who co in and out of this club seem to be all n, and the technicians are all won.

She also wanted to find out how much the annual fee was, so she listened to the girl who led the way and reached out and made a gesture of asking, "Please follow ." After she said nothing, she pushed a door open to signal Wei Sheng to enter.

At this ti, Wei Sheng turned his head again and saw that Kong Zhandong had carried the pile of materials that Di Yawen had given him and was led into the next room.

"You can take a shower first. There are pajamas in it." Miss Yinglu carefully guided, so Wei Sheng went into the shower room. Since arriving in the Philippines, he has not sweated less, and now he can finally cleanse and feel sowhat comfortable.

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The semi-open room beside Yishui Lake is equipped with a sauna, a toilet, and a special shower room.

Outside the shower room, ascending two steps, there is an oval wooden basin blocked by a screen.

Outside the screen are two massage beds, which are close to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The room has good lighting, floor-to-ceiling windows lead directly to the balcony, and the service staff waiting to be guided open the balcony and turn the head of the massage bed toward the balcony. Guests can directly face the lake view below when lying on the bed, which is enough to bring a different kind of leisurely enjoynt.

Kong Zhandong was sitting on the balcony taking off his coat, and then looked down at the pile of materials Di Yawen had handed him, and after only a few glances, his lips couldn't help holding a touch of mockery.

The massage therapist had been standing by the bed for a long ti. This was a local Filipino girl with wheat-skinned skin. She looked up at the man sitting on the balcony from ti to ti, and saw the sunset glow on the man, as if golden light appeared. A blush flashed across the girl's cheeks.

At this mont, the door to the room was pushed open again.