Tianyu bar.

The hall is full of sound and demons.

The private room on the second floor is quite tastefully arranged.

"Look who's here?"

The door opened from the outside, and a middle-aged man in a coat and gloves came in. His shoes were shiny and polished, and his hair was neatly combed.

"Oh, it's Mr. Meng! Rare guest, rare guest -"

As soon as Meng Zhiru appeared, everyone stood up.

The host nodded and bowed forward, invited him to the main seat, and when he sat down, the people continued to push cups and change lamps to warm up again.

"What is Mr. Meng doing recently? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Meng Zhiru took the red wine he handed him, shook it and woke up: "on business."

"It seems that your overseas industry will double again."

Meng Zhiru smiled and did not speak, but such an attitude seemed to acquiesce.

The man turned his eyes and immediately sold himself: "in the future, we will have to rely on Mr. Meng's support."

"Mr. Zhang is very kind."

"Go --" the waiter beside Zhang Zhishi said, "call some drinkable ones, beautiful ones!"

Soon, the waiter came in with a group of Yingyan.

At first glance, there are more than a dozen people.

I don't know. I thought it was a beauty contest.

"Lao Zhang is unkind! When Mr. Meng comes, you will call a beautiful girl and arrange all the crooked melons and cracked dates for us!"

President Zhang quickly bowed his hands: "how can I? I don't favor one over the other at all. You think these are good-looking. Maybe Tianyu boss put them in the face of Mr. Meng. I don't want to carry such a big pot!"

"After all, Mr. Meng has face!" at first glance, this sentence is a compliment, but a careful smack makes it a little sour.

President Zhang: "Mr. Meng, which one do you think is more satisfactory?"

"Why, I only deserve to choose one?"

President Zhang pretended to be terrified: "I'll see what you said. Even if you take all the more than a dozen girls, I have nothing to say."

Meng Zhiru waved his hand: "I'm kidding."

He glanced faintly and followed his fingers to the penultimate: "just her. It looks good."

President Zhang's eyes flashed clearly.

His friendship with Meng Zhiru is not a day or two. The most common occasions they meet are various bars and nightclubs.

Meng Zhiru looks gentle, white and polite on the surface. In fact, he turns around and plays better than anyone.

He chooses women's tastes, which remain unchanged for thousands of years. He likes those people who are as light as chrysanthemum and beautiful. Whether they are beautiful or not is the second. The key is to have "bookish spirit".

Many people once laughed at him secretly and came to the nightclub to find the "bookish" lady. Isn't this touching gold in the cesspit?

Fortunately, he is not too picky.

There is no real gold, and hard excrement gold wrapping paper can barely fill it.

Sure enough, the one I picked today is a small jasper, beautiful and clever.

President Zhang: "what are you doing? Why don't you come and pour Mr. Meng wine?"

"... OK, OK." the girl was timid and shy. When she sat next to Meng Zhiru, she didn't even know how to put her hands and feet.

Meng Zhiru calmly appreciated the girl's panic, and his eyes gradually showed satisfaction.

"What's her name?" he drank the wine she poured and raised the girl's chin.

With fair skin and small nose, it is not very beautiful, but its eyebrows and eyes are gentle and its eyes are like water.

"My name is Sisi."

"Oh? Thinking? Or gentle? Huh?"

"None. It's silk."

"No wonder it's so beautiful. It's also related to the success of the name."

The girl bowed her head in shame.

Seeing that he was satisfied, president Zhang also laughed: "Sisi, take good care of Mr. Meng for me tonight. Your big red seal is indispensable tomorrow."

"Thank you, boss Zhang."

"Ah, this little mouth is sweet..."

After three rounds of wine, Meng Zhiru raised his wrist to look at his watch, took the girl and stood up from his seat: "it's getting late, everyone play slowly, I'll go first."

After a few polite words, they watched him leave with a woman.

"Cut... What do you want to install? It's not early. You're in a hurry. What's the matter with us?"

"He looks gentle and dressed like a university professor. In fact, he is the least fastidious!"

"If people don't dress up like this, how can they get the heart of the one who lives at home?"

"Yes, Lou Zong was cheated by his gentle skin? Otherwise, how could he see this poor and white phoenix man?"

"This is the real version of flying to the branches. When you are young and close to a rich woman, you can have everything in your car, house and career. You can also look for flowers and willows outside."

"Gee, the son-in-law who comes to the door these days doesn't feel at all conscious. He's fooling around outside behind his wife's back. He's also justified."

"Hahaha, can this be called not keeping male virtue?"

"Brilliant!"

"I don't know if Lou zongxiao knows that his husband is a common cucumber?"

"It is said that the couple play each other, and the building has raised a lot outside..."

Meng Zhiru stood outside the private room, listening to all the unpleasant comments clearly through the thin crack in the door.

Phoenix man... Fly to the branches... Don't keep man's virtue

His face was livid.

But soon he switched to a smiling face and looked down at the frightened girl in his arms: "darling, tell me, what did you hear?"

The girl shook her head: "I... didn't hear anything..."

"How sensible. Let's go. I'll take you to have a good time."

Hotel, suite.

Ticking——

When the door lock was opened, the man half took the woman in and entangled her all the way to the bed.

Suddenly, Meng Zhiru got up, stood by the bed, smiled and loosened his tie.

The original gentle face was gradually covered by a crazy look, and his whole person was in a state of extreme excitement.

Liusisi leaned against the bed, flustered on the surface, but actually looked coldly at her. She took out a box from under the bed, opened it, and took out a special whip from inside.

Tut

Meng Zhiru: "don't cry or shout, otherwise you will be miserable."

"Really?" thought liusi.

He was stunned.

The next second, I saw the original clever girl suddenly burst up and locked his throat.

"I think you'll be worse."