Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

quiet!

Deathly silence.

When Qin Sirong said this, it was like a whirlwind that swept through the wasteland in an instant.

Someone used to say, "Handsome can serve as a meal." They would sneer.

But now, they suddenly found themselves unable to laugh.

Because Su Lang is really handsome!

The scumbag!

"This gentleman, please come on stage..." Qin Sirong said.

In the words, there seemed to be a hint of worry.

What is she worried about?

Worried about Su Lang not coming to power?

A bunch of roses, for only 100 yuan, had Qin Sirong's soul escaped?

For a while, everyone really didn't know what to say.

So, under the gaze of hundreds of people, Su Lang walked slowly to the center of the stage. At this moment, the surrounding audience could see more clearly, and suddenly took a cold breath and called a good guy.

Qin Sirong looks good, right? The perennial oiran selected the top 4 big beauties. According to reason, she is the most dazzling one on the stage.

But now, as Su Lang took the stage, they suddenly felt that Qin Sirong didn't seem so dazzling anymore.

This looks...

I'm wet...

The manager looked at Su Lang and then at Yu Jiahang who was gritted his teeth. For a while, he really didn't know what to do, so he gritted his teeth and said, "This gentleman, what is your last name?"

"Surnamed Su..."

"Mr. Su, are you sure you only reward a bunch of roses?"

"Does the reward matter?"

Doesn't it matter?

The manager let out a silent cry in his heart.

He has been a manager at Jinbihui for so many years, and he has never seen anything like this before.

"Of course..."

Before the word "Yao" was spoken, Qin Sirong interrupted his words with a wave of his hand.

"Of course it doesn't matter!"

"Gifts goose feathers for thousands of miles, the gift is light and affectionate. No matter how much Mr. Su rewards, even if it is not a point, Sirong will choose Mr. Su."

Qin Sirong stared at Su Lang, a touch of shyness suddenly appeared on his face.

no!

The chance to cut leeks is only once a year, so be sober!

The manager shouted in his heart and desperately stopped Qin Sirong with his eyes.

But Qin Sirong ignored his intentions at all.

His eyes never left Su Lang from beginning to end.

It's over.

It's completely over.

Qin Sirong fell completely.

Seeing this situation, KTV manager Qian Bojun could only gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then please Mr. Su and Ms. Qin to bring us this performance."

"Mr. Su, what do you want to play?"

What is acting?

I just want to be a quiet, magnificent man.

"You can do it yourself."

Qin Sirong nodded shyly, and then reached out and took the microphone from the manager's hands, and said, "Today I want to bring you a song "The Most Romantic Thing" for Mr. Su. Hope you all like it."

"The most romantic thing I can think of"

"Just grow old with you"

"Collect every bit of laughter along the way"

"Save it for later, sit in a rocking chair and talk slowly"

"The most romantic thing I can think of"

"Just grow old with you"

"Until we are too old to go anywhere"

"You still think of me as a treasure in the palm of your hand"

"..."

Su Lang didn't move, he just stood aside, acting as a prop.

He thought it was okay.

And Qin Sirong was obviously also very intoxicated, seeing the smile on her face, the love in her eyes was about to overflow.

Box No. 1 Tianzi...

Chen Zhiyong and a group of wealthy second generations, their eyes widened early.

When Su Lang yelled out the phrase "a bunch of roses", all of them felt ashamed.

They all knew in their hearts this kind of oiran selection.

It is said to be random, but the people who follow each time are the most rewarded local tyrants.

But who ever thought that the situation would directly reverse the situation.

Qin Sirong directly played a different way today.

And judging from the songs she sang.

She has been completely captured by Su Lang.

"Shao Chen, I suddenly felt that we should stay away from Brother Lang in the future."

"why?"

"Too much pressure..." Fu Erdai said with a serious face.

Chen Zhiyong: "..."

Before, he always thought he was handsome.

But when he looked at Su Lang on the stage, Chen Zhiyong suddenly felt like a chicken.

There is a saying that there is no harm if there is no comparison.

"Shao Chuan, you are right..." Chen Zhiyong nodded in agreement.

It was indeed too much pressure to walk with Su Lang.

The next room...

Yu Jiahang's face was extremely bad.

Looking at Su Lang on the stage and listening to the singing in his ears, his lungs were exploding.

Who is he Yu Jiahang?

Dignified young owner of Yu's enterprise!

Twenty years from his birth to the present, he has never been so aggrieved.

But since just half a month, he has been deflated one after another.

The auction is one time.

Villa No. 1 is once.

And now is the third time!

It happened that the people who squashed him three times were all the same person.

What do you mean?

Just stare at me, right?

Isn't this bullying?

Yu Jiahang gritted his teeth, he could not wait to slap Su Lang on the face, and beat him without even knowing his mother.

But……

he can not!

Let alone whether he can beat Su Lang.

If he rushes up now, he will become the laughing stock of everyone!

In desperation, Yu Jiahang could only suppress the monstrous anger in the bottom of his heart, and finally put a thousand words into one sentence: "Damn~"

On the side, Han Shengli did not speak, his eyes were staring at Su Lang, his expression on his face was extremely complicated.

Rejoice, fear, marvel...

Various emotions intertwined back and forth on his face.

After a long while, Han Shengli said, "Yu Shao, who is he?"

"Su Lang." Yu Jiahang said angrily: "I don't know where the idiot popped out."

"He is rich?"

"Well, there are many luxury cars and real estate under the name."

Although he was reluctant to admit it, what Yu Jiahang had to admit was.

Su Lang is indeed rich.

Regardless of luxury cars, villas are not mentioned.

When he was at the charity auction, he threw 29 million yuan to photograph a set of furniture, a jersey and a copybook, which is not something ordinary people can do.

Hearing Yu Jiahang's words, Han Shengli let out a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Yu Jiahang:? ? ?

fine?

What's the good thing?

Why didn't he see it.

"Brother Shengli, what are you talking about? Okay? What's the good thing?" Yu Jiahang looked at Han Shengli with a dazed expression.

He didn't understand what Han Shengli meant.

Han Shengli took a deep look at Su Lang and said, "Fortunately, he is very rich and won't enter the entertainment circle. Otherwise, there will be nothing wrong with me."

Yu Jiahang:? ? ?

Does this count as cultivating the ambition of others and destroying one's own prestige?

For a while, Yu Jiahang felt speechless.

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