Worst kid in the company

Chapter 23

After messing with himself from head to toe, and spraying himself with the latest men's perfume, Qin Huaiming raised his chin in the mirror with satisfaction.

Down the stairs, he whistled as he got into his new bright purple sports car.

The nightclubs in City A are full of feasting and feasting. Among them, Huangzuo Entertainment is owned by Mingyu, who is like a peacock in the southern district. This entertainment company is not a company in the entertainment industry. It is full of various nightclubs. , making the dignitaries of City A flock to her.

The night is charming, and the dark orange street lights have unveiled the prelude to human nature, and various stories are staged here.The roads of these bar streets on the outskirts of the South District have passed for many years, and they are still full of potholes and stagnant water. They are completely different from the clean and luxurious areas in the center of the South District.

However, why the southern district has not cleaned up and rectified the outer area is probably the evil taste of the rich and powerful in the central area. The sensuality and rot are the same, one night of heaven and one night of hell.

Qin Huaiming's car drove past the outskirts of the southern district, looked at the crowd gathered behind the trash cans, and before he could feel the drama going on here every day, he suddenly saw a familiar bald head.

"Fuck, are the monks so horny now?" His sports car slid across the ground with a screeching sound of brakes, and the sudden stop made him slam into the steering wheel and hit the touchscreen of the horn, "Doo!  … "A loud bang across the area.

Several people in the group of people behind the trash can were frightened, and several of them said in unison, "Fuck, which bastard honks the horn!" Another one looked at Zhiqing evilly, spat on the ground, and shook his hand. The steel rod said, "If the beauty doesn't put down the money, she can stay with me for one night."

"Amitabha", Zhiqing turned the beads in his hand, and the hem of his outer shirt was stained with water.He has no money in his hand, and the payment is all chips.

Those slovenly gangsters with arms covered in tattoos, looked at the clean and dusty appearance in the dim light, and their breathing became heavier.

Qin Huaiming touched his chest, and just as he was about to ask his mother, he caught a glimpse of the group of people who were gradually surrounding Zhiqing, and he hurriedly got out of the car.

"Heh", he folded his sleeves in three and rolled them up, striding towards the group of people.

Zhiqing turned his head to see him, his brows and eyes were no longer so misty and cold, he still twirled the beads, and nodded to Qin Huaiming, "Benefactor Qin, long time no see."

"..."

Still want to say hello, the bald donkey is really a magical species...

The other gangsters saw that the beautiful monk had a new partner, and two of them whistled twice into the air, "Oh, here comes another handsome guy, wow, this figure is good enough!"

One of them had a fat head and big ears, his belly protruded several times, his yellow teeth were cracked and his mouth was drooling with a smile, "Good time!" He likes this kind of muscular and domineering men with energy.

Qin Huaiming laughed angrily when he was sized up by the eyes attached to his body, this group of winkless trash.He walked to Zhiqing's side, supported his shoulder with one hand and moved him a step away, and then said to the group of people, "Oh, let's go together."

The passing luxury cars, sports cars, and nanny cars could all hear screams one after another.However, these are not what they will care about, and no one passing by stops.

Standing under the lamppost, Zhi Qing recited Amitabha and closed his eyes.

Twenty minutes later, Qin Huaiming walked towards Zhiqing. He shook off the blood stains on his hands, and wondered in disgust whether there were any disinfectant wipes in the car.

"Get in the car," Qin Huaiming said to him.

"Thank you Qin benefactor", Zhi Qing put his hands together and said to him.

"..."

Faced with a bald head, Qin Huaiming had a premonition that he would lose every bet tonight.

Fortunately, there are clothes or something in the car.He pressed the isolation button, and the isolation film of the whole car was automatically covered. Then he turned his head and glanced at Zhiqing's outer shirt and cloth shoes, "Do you want to change?"

"Thank you Qin benefactor." Zhiqing took the shirt and trousers that he handed over.

Qin Huaiming closed the car curtain between the seats, and began to change clothes on his own, "There are slippers under your seat, you can put them on first. I will take you to the mall to buy them later."

"Thank you Qin benefactor", Zhi Qing was not very familiar with how to wear these clothes, so he changed them clumsily.

Qin Huaiming, who had quickly changed, threw the wipes that had been wiped off his face and hands into the trash bin on the right, and caught sight of Zhiqing's figure on the curtain.

"..."

This bald donkey is in good shape, he touched his itchy nose, felt a little embarrassed by his rapid heartbeat, and turned around like a fire.

"Benefactor Qin, you, your pants are too big." Zhiqing looked at the waistband of the pants with a fist vacant in confusion.

"..."

Big, big... big, shit...

Qin Huaiming was full of yellow waste, found a pair of dark blue slacks tied with strings from the dark box under his feet, and handed them over.

"Thank you!" When Zhiqing took the trousers, his fingers casually brushed against Qin Huaiming's palm.

"..."

Then Qin Huaiming touched his chest, and thought in disbelief, was this fucked up by a bald donkey? ? ?After pinching his thigh, he shook his head, no, the name of the noble son of the night market is not for nothing, so many flowers are waiting for my favor!

The author has something to say:

It turns out that with tattoos on bare, the word chiluo would be uttered.Recently, several sensitive words have been discovered.