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God of Life - Chapter 119

Published at 26th of April 2023 12:56:48 PM


Chapter 119

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 What Are You Without a System.

 

 

February 06, 2021

 

 

"Handsome guy, alone?"

 

"Yes."

 

Wang Yan nodded, and took the initiative to raise his glass, joking with a little self-deprecating: "Miss Sister is kind, does it mean I am pitiful and you want to comfort me?

 

" Haha! Almost!"

 

The girl felt funny, laughed heartily, and after a toast, she directly invited: "Since you are bored, how about, do you want to be with us at the table to play together?"

 

Wang Yan looked at the others carefully.

 

The top light went out, and it was very dark now, and he could barely see them.

 

About 25 years old, the belt and clothes are unrecognizable, but the texture is very good. The necklace is white gold with diamonds. There is a circle of diamonds on the watch. When the spotlight had swept once again the cabin, it was a dazzling brilliance.

 

"Hey?! Does it seem to be Cartier?!"

 

Well, people who were not short of money. In terms of appearance, the rough estimate was about 75 points, so it should not be a mistress who was raised, but a rich lady with a good family background. Although the little sister was not particularly beautiful, she had a hearty smile and a kind of intimacy, so he did not directly refuse, just smiled.

 

"Thank you for coming especially here, then I will not go to toast at the bar."

 

Carrying his bottle and glass, he turned around three steps to the other party's table. He had nothing to do with stage fright now. The habit of hanging silk has worn down 90%. He only knew a few women and could only follow his heart. Facing the eyes of a total of five ladies, he made a generous toast.

 

"Good beauties, it's rare to be neighbors, toast a glass of wine, I wish the beauties have fun today!" 

 

When they took a toast, Wang Yan noticed there was a gaze that seemed to have been rolling around his chest, abdomen and thighs. Uh, it should be an illusion, right?

 

After saying a few words of greetings, everyone had a preliminary knowledge.

 

If you read it right, all of them here should be people who were not bad at money. They were between 22 and 32 years old. Two of them might be white-collar workers. The remaining three were indistinguishable, like the eldest lady or the young rich woman who was idle whose appearance value was hard to say.

 

Beauty's a long story.

 

Wearing good makeup, just looking at the basics, it seemed that only the so-called Sister Han, the biggest one of the five women could score 80 points,. She had the highest status among them and was a bit convincing and the young lady who was come to call him was named Daluo, a very straightforward and outgoing imperial girl.

 

Wang Yan originally planned to play with them. Anyway, it was just to experience the nightclub, and there was nothing wrong with making new friends, without any kind of thought, their appearances were not important, just a good personality, but he soon realized that he had made a mistake.

 

Sister Han's eyes seem to be a bit strange.

 

Without waiting for Wang Yan to confirm whether it was an illusion, the sister leaned over and asked intimately, "What kind of wine does my little brother like? Today, it's your sister's treat, don't be polite to your sister!"

 

what the f***!

 

Wang Yan was really confused.

 

"Sister, do you think according to my appearance looks like I can't drink alcohol?"

 

"I'm not thinking about you, but you are a welcomed man?"

 

"Moreover, you said you were pretty, charming, and rich. There should be no shortage of admirers. What do you think of me?"

 

"Unscientific..."

 

In fact, Wang Yan was a bit arrogant. His 74 points couldn't be considered handsome, but he was already in the excellent grade, and most importantly, the body was smooth, the legs were perfect, the shoulders were wide, the legs were long and the buttocks were upturned, and the Hermes that was a bit tight, the pectoral muscles were slightly bulging, and it was indeed all fresh. Also, the light was so dark, who could see his clothes clearly except him? A 5.8 vision freak, was still an eye stealer.

 

People look at hormones!

 

Wang Yan didn't want to understand, but that didn't stop him from admitting it. 

 

Just kidding, a dignified man lets the rich woman take the backhand, take a set, is it embarrassing?!

 

At exactly this time, the phone vibrated suddenly, and Wang Yan immediately got away with excuses.

 

"I'm sorry, my friend is looking for me, you guys drink first." 

 

When he returned to his seat and opened WeChat, he found several messages from Yu Hao. The content was four group photos, and a total of more than a dozen girls, just look at the photos, each of which was above 90 points saying: "Wang Shao, these are all regular customers who came today. There are two waves of beauties who have opened receptions in the middle of the week. There are two very beautiful ones in the remaining wave. If you have fun by yourself, please can they coming to enjoy themselves with you?"

 

How much alcohol Wang Yan could drink alone? But if there were beauties to play together and have fun with them, at least two more drinks could be requested

 

 

Of course, Yu Hao's eyelids were not so shallow; he hoped to tie Wang Yan, so it couldn't be said he didn't care how much Wang Yan would consume today. For that reason, even the last wave of beauties did not come by himself but was specially called by him. And it was the best product that he didn't support at all.

 

The method was very simple: go to Patek Philippe's official website to find the model of the watch and send the picture with the price to the girl's WeChat.

 

Attach a note: "XX, today 13 a newcomer at the night market, 20-year-old handsome little meat for the first time come out to play, a Hermes + Patek Philippe, not to mention if no brother did not take care of you, have time to come?"

 

In an instant, it was formed a high-profile super-killing group. The routine in the nightclub was always the coquettes that outsiders couldn't neglect. It was a part-time pimp's marketing.

 

In most cases, no. Under special circumstances, yes.

 

The top sellers of every top nightclub had many contact pieces of information about the rich and second generations in their hands. They couldn't talk about it at ordinary times, but they would take the initiative to look for them when they needed it. At the same time, there were also many really beautiful girls in their hands.

 

Basically, there were two categories.

 

The first type; was pure entertainment and relaxation, with good family background and work, and more concerned about the appearance of boys and focusing on their own experience.

 

The second category; was hunters who had the idea of catching a beetle-in-law, played casually when there was no chance, go home happy, and took the initiative when there was a chance.

 

Both types of beauties were extremely difficult to deal with, but they were very different.

 

The first category could pay more attention to the feeling. If you behave right, you could take the initiative to pull it to dance or even throw it into a hug and their eyes would bright at 220-volt high voltage.

 

Marketing can't move them.

 

If Sister Han would be 10 years younger, she would probably be able to meet the first category standards. Now, let's look at her personal aesthetics.

 

The second category belonged to the human-shaped barcode scanner that could visually identify the authenticity of luxury goods in a dim environment.

 

For an ordinary man, wearing a pair of rhinestone jeans, stepping on a pair of AJ, wearing an LV belt and carrying a Prada handbag, looking at the glamorous fashion, whether its hair was used, they would ignore it. A rhinestone, a re-engraved T-shirt, a poor stud earring, and a watch that was not high-end would make the rest of the investment instantly worthless.

 

The boys who often came to the top nightclubs often saw the super beautiful young ladies who were sitting in the deck and playing with their mobile phones. They were playing for half a night, making people wondered what apps were on their mobile phones.

 

They were the second category of girls. Don't tease them, and it's useless. People didn't lack alcohol or soft drinks. There were free tables and unlimited drinks at any nightclub.

 

There were often Mengsao white-collar workers who gritted their teeth and stomped their feet and smashed 10,000 to 20,000 Yuan, set up a table of good wine, and thought that the thief was attractive.

 

In fact, the best result was to add WeChat and become a "hehe" object in small talk.

 

One, some very high-spirited beauties don't pay attention to the middle-aged local tyrants who wanted to play the gods and dragons. They wanted to catch a young and single rich guy. And if they couldn't catch it, they were going back home!

 

Just play for nothing, go to school on Monday, go to work, anyway, it won’t be cheap for those hanging wires with steel clamshells.

 

Marketing was also unable to support them.

 

At most, they could only provide people with a free table and an unlimited supply of wine and beer compotes at a price of 1,000 Yuan. Any top nightclub could do it. Why did they give them the face?

 

It was not the girls who clearly marked the price! On the contrary, marketing and store managers were wanting to keep them with them as treasures. So with two or three tables of top beauties scattered in the venue, which was really popular, they were mutually beneficial.

 

Nightclubs relied on them to support the venues, increase their popularity and atmosphere, provide relaxing entertainment without money, and most importantly, the opportunity to get in touch with the real and rich second generation.

 

 

Whether to come, how to play, who to play with, they had all initiative. The more beautiful, the stronger the initiative was.

 

Today, Wang Yan's aura was too strong, and Yu Hao took out the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

 

And now, he wanted them to wait for Wang Yan's call, to go dreaming!

 

……………....

 

Wang Yan really didn't know the twists and turns in the night-club. But this life-saving straw had arrived in time, it was, therefore, necessary to catch it all! Whether they look good or not, they were better than rich women. So, he replied immediately with one word: "Yes."

 

Yu Hao was in awe at this extremely cold and indifferent elegance! But people had cheap skin, the higher the cold, the more liked to stick. So, he immediately called up the three girls and pointed at Wang Yan.

 

"Have you seen it? Just that young man, he has no extra accessories on his body, no tattoos, and no pierced ears. This is the first time he came to the nightclub today. You have to weigh your personality and living habits. Brother Hao didn't pit you?"

 

It was too far away and the lights were chaotic. In fact, the three girls couldn't see clearly. But after hearing Yu Hao's introduction, they all had their own judgments.

 

He looked for a playmate, happy, and romantic when getting along.

 

If they wanted to deal with the object seriously, they wouldn't have to stay away from the prodigal son. Very simple reason. Wang Yan's obedient money happened to be the most suitable prey.

 

The girls had their own thoughts, and Jiao Didi said: "Thank you, brother Hao!" 

 

Yu Hao smiled and waved his hands, without telling anything and led them to Wang Yan's balcony.

 

They were all foxes with seven tips and exquisite hearts. They would do it by themselves, which was unobvious to us. 

 

We would just wait for the after-sales praise!

 

... ………….

 

After Wang Yan had received the news, he politely said goodbye to Sister Han. He said nothing else: "My friend is here to accompany me, and you guys have fun."

 

Sister Han's expression was not very beautiful, she seemed to be a little embarrassed, she definitely felt bad and she had actively teased little Daluo's meat and was kept away.

 

But Wang Yan couldn't be farsighted, and he couldn't know who cares about him. Dignified Good Lord, is that what you think?

 

Daluo also wanted to keep Wang Yan and persuaded him: "Then take your friends to play here. We are all seated next to each other, the table is slightly pulled to the center and then put together..."

 

Next to her was a Van Cleef & Arpels four-leaf clover. The young lady laughed loudly: "Yes! Look at the pitiful energy of the elder sisters here. If you bring two handsome boys, you will really save hardship!"

 

Wang Yan smiled regretfully: "All the friends who came are girls, and it’s inconvenient. They come out to play just for fun, there is no free time and they endless grinding. When I pulled back and retreated, I heard two loud murmurs.

 

"The kids are really crazy now. I don't know how much pocket money their parents gave them. They are used to this. Sister Han, people don't appreciate it. Let's play by ourselves. Don't worry, there are so many places for this kind of beauty."

 

Wang Yan didn't hear it. It's really a shame to care about this kind of woman. Brother had hundreds of thousands of Yuan a day, didn't he enjoy life well, compare with women?

 

What a disease the mania?!

 

When Wang Yan had smiled indifferently, Yu Hao finally squeezed into the balcony with three beautiful women. It was not an exaggeration to say the room was full of glory on the spot. Even if he had fought with Emperor Dance's beauty every day, he felt extremely amazed for a moment now.

 

Of course, a considerable part of the reason was nightclub wear and nightclub makeup, which could naturally stimulate hormone secretion where only the guest of honor was introduced in the nightclub or the head of the money.

 

Yu Hao said loudly to the three beauties: "This is Wang Shao!"

 

"Hello, Wang Shao!" The waiter came in immediately to help pour the wine, and the five toasted together. Anyway, they said that they couldn't hear anything in a mess and smiled while drinking it.

 

After drinking and getting to know each other, Wang Yan looked at the three beauties in turn. First of all, the figure was huge. Secondly, the dress couldn't be said to be too revealing, but the figure was very visible. Finally, the face was very delicate, but because of the lighting and makeup, the details were completely invisible.

 

Wang Yan didn't say anything, turned on the radar!

 

[Elegant: 25 years old, appearance value 95, figure 92, special 73]

 

[Li Nuoyi: 23 years old, appearance value 91, figure 93, special 94]

 

[The face value is less than 90 points, unable to detect]

 

Fuck!

 

The three girls, two of them were above 90 points, were really awesome!

 

In a huge imperial capital, with a population of 20 million, Wang Yan only calculated 800 90 points in total, even if the calculation was wrong and doubled, there were many natural more than 90 points beauties coming together now! Moreover, if the remaining one had at least 88 or 89 points, he would definitely be crushed if he stood there, but now there was no tragedy, and it seemed nothing wrong.

 

Yu Hao said they were the best, he really isn't really bragging.

 

After drinking two more glasses of wine, the three sisters reported their titles.

 

Gao Ya was talking about her real name, and her attitude was warm and charming, and she looked very spectacular. She wore a medium-length dress, a small silk dress with the hem just above the knee. The shoulders were round and white, and the neck was slender.

 

Li Nooyi called herself Nono, a little reserved and cold, she wore a short Chanel skirt showed the snow-white long legs vividly. How cold was it?

 

She spoke five words: "My name is Nono, hello."

 

Then she drooped her eyelids, no longer looked directly at Wang Yan, and fixed a calm and reserved smile at the corner of her mouth.

 

The other one was called Xiaoyu, with a little baby fat on her cheeks, and her smile was particularly infectious.

 

The three beauties were all light makeup because their own quality was high enough, so there was no need to rely on heavy makeup to cover up defects. In contrast, the table next door was full of heavy makeup on the balcony. If it weren't for the clothes and temperament, it might be mistaken for the wild pheasant in the small hair salon.

 

Even though the clothes and jewelry on their bodies were more expensive and their auras were stronger, the core competitiveness of women was crushed by the elegant three girls.

 

The core competitiveness of women was youth and beauty while using the lines of Mr. Benshan to change it a bit, which could be used to expose the cruel truth.

 

Scolding a man: What are you without money?

 

Scolding a woman: It doesn't well look what you are?

 

Scold the second generation: What are you without your father?

 

Scold Wang Yan: What are you without a system?

 

Wang Yan: Grass!

 

...

 

Wang Yan didn't even bother about what it felt like at the next table. How busy was the Good Lord?

 

The small picture on the left, the elegant on the right, was not far away, but the fragrance lingered, and wherever he could see, it was full of scenery. The toast was elegant and enthusiastic, while Xiaoyu smiled and cast his gaze, seeming curious and a little shy.

 

If he was unintoxicated by alcohol and drunk. He would change the personality, and he should have been indulged in the gentle country long ago. But he had panicked and felt into deep contemplation. Ma Dan, did Brother just come out of the tiger's den and was stared at by the wolf again?

 

Not an exaggeration.

 

By clicking on the elegant 73 special points, he could see detailed tips.

 

[The current health condition is good, but there have been people who have suffered from gynecological diseases]

 

Just such a comment was enough to dispel any thoughts of normal men.

 

Wang Yan had only one thought: "Sister, let me go, I'm still a baby!"

 

Of course, it is a joke to be afraid of something. People are actually very healthy now.

 

However, Wang Yan was worried about eating radish, very sad for his future wife.

 

With a face value of 95 and a figure of 92, she was an absolute goddess-level beauty. She looked glamorous when she put on her clothes. She did not say, who knew the mess?

 

Before the age of 30, he was always a fanatic. As long as the requirements were appropriately lowered, many rich people were willing to marry. However, from a man's point of view, there were two major tragedies in life: green and take over.

 

Imagine a man, either because of hard work or because of his family, anyway, he saved many wealth in his 30s.

 

Is it time to reach the pinnacle of life next?

 

Then he met elegantly by chance and fell in love with her at first sight. After a tragic fight, he defeated many competitors and successfully married a hot, charming, interesting, and caring beauty.

 

At that moment, how proud of the spring breeze?

 

When he stunned told about her only long-distance love run that was tortuous and heart-wrenching, he would only feel distressed and vowed to never leave her, and finally laughed at that silly beep: "You don’t know how to cherish such a good woman. You deserve being a cheap brother. Really?!"

 

Who knew how painful the French director had experienced?

 

All the good things were actually buried in the ambiguous lights of the nightclub, and he couldn't help sighing: "With the radar there, I will definitely not step so luckily on the pit for the rest of my life!"

 

As for those local tyrants who only had money but didn't hang on... 

 

Silence for you for three seconds.

 

But wait... What the hell was it?! Was that what I understood? If he would break the system, he would get a 404 if he didn't speak black words!

 

Are you bothered?!

 





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