Maybe it’s because the concept of beauty in men’s eyes is different from that in women’s eyes. Anyway, Yang Ruoqing thinks that this Hong sister is very beautiful, but she has too much aura of dust, especially when she smiles and pours tea for Yang Ruoqing, her gestures are really similar.

He is a bustard who changed his job with a red card.

"Please sit down and have some tea. Let's chat while we drink."

While looking at her, Sister Hong came to Yang Ruoqing charmingly and handed over a bowl of fragrant tea.

Yang Ruoqing would not drink the tea poured by such a person, even if there was no additives in it.

She waved her hand impatiently, "What are you drinking tea for? I'm here to make money. Stop talking nonsense and let's get to the point!"

Sister Hong saw Yang Ruoqing's impatient look, talking about money. She was really a woman who got into the eyes of money.

And looking at how this woman was dressed, although she didn't wear any conspicuous jewelry, the fabric of her clothes looked good. When she waved her hands, the bracelet she wore on her wrist looked like a gold bracelet of excellent quality.

Not a little fat sheep, but a big fat sheep!

I just don’t know what the appearance is like? After all the money has been squeezed out, I can control it and start a skin and flesh business... I can still squeeze out a last handful!

"Haha, this sister is such a cheerful person. Okay, let's not drink tea first, let's sit down and talk business directly!"

Hongxiu Nannan walked to the table and personally helped Yang Ruoqing pull out the stool.

Yang Ruoqing rushed over and sat down, looked around, saw Hong Xiu sitting opposite her, and asked again: "Who is talking to me? You?"

Hong Xiu smiled and nodded, "Yes!"

"Are you the boss here?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Hong Xiu shook his head, "But what I say can represent the opinion of the master."

"After all, you are still a messenger at best. Tsk tsk, that's not good. I'm here to make a lot of money, and I have a lot of capital. You are not qualified enough to talk to me and tell your boss to come out!"

Sister Hong was Brother Dao's spokesperson all the way out of Beijing. She relied on Brother Dao's power, those canine teeth, and the men and women under her control. Which of the men and women who saw her would not respectfully call her "Sister Hong"?

The woman wearing a mask in front of me was so disrespectful to herself.

Sister Hong was filled with anger and thought of eighteen ways to torture and humiliate Yang Ruoqing.

But at this moment, she still suppressed her temper and smiled coldly and said: "Everyone comes out to seek wealth, and face is given to each other..."

"Stop it, stop it, stop it, you're not the boss, so you have no right to talk to me. Tell your boss to come out, otherwise this business will stop!"

Yang Ruoqing slapped the table and started shouting impatiently, making a show of leaving.

Sister Hong's hand was about to reach out. At this moment, the side door of the private room opened, and a man with an open stick staggered out of the room, clapping his hands.

"I've been in the business world for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone so impatient. Okay, I'm here to talk to you!"

The man who came out was very tall, probably almost as tall as Luo Fengtang, and his muscles seemed to be pumped up.

It's such a cold day and it's freezing outside. Even if there are several charcoal braziers in the house, it won't be so hot that he has to open his chest like he did, right?

"Are you the leader here, Brother Dao?" Yang Ruoqing's eyes moved from Brother Dao's two 36B chest muscles to his face.

Brother Dao proudly shrugged his shoulders, and his two chest muscles bounced a few times.

This made Yang Huaming's eyes widen when he saw it. He subconsciously touched his flat chest, and envy actually rose in his eyes.

Sister Hong, with a face full of intoxication, twisted her waist and came to Brother Dao, like a vine wrapped around Brother Dao's body.

Proclaiming sovereignty all the time!

Regarding this, Yang Ruoqing only felt it hurt her eyes.

In her previous life, when she was watching videos, what bothered her the most was the men who came out to show off their muscles.

Those muscles look like they have been pumped up with a pump, which is scary to see. There are various bumps and convex shapes in front of the camera, and the fitness pants are stuck in the crotch. It is so embarrassing that one can dig out a set of seascapes with one's toes.

villa!

Everyone's aesthetics are different.

In Yang Ruoqing's aesthetic world, there are two kinds of beauty in men.

One is cold, steady, tall and tall.

You can have muscles on your body, but the muscles should not be exaggerated. The body proportions should be good, and the body lines should be smooth. Every gesture is a symbol of strength and the hormone for walking.

Otherwise, if your proportions are not good and your lines are not beautiful, you will try to pile on muscles on your body and it will look like an enlarged version of a bullfrog.

Are bullfrogs beautiful? No!

There is another kind of beauty for men, that is, they are thin, but not flat, they must still be well-proportioned, and the golden section must be standard, coupled with a handsome face, good conversation, and a refreshing smile...

This is a handsome guy too.

The representatives of these two types are Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan!

The Dao Brother in front of me is nothing, but he is confident and is the legendary common man.

Because Brother Dao said: "Huh? You have good eyesight. You immediately recognized me as Brother Dao, the head of the family here!"

Yang Ruoqing pointed at his face and said: "It doesn't mean you have good eyesight, but anyone who is not blind can recognize you as Brother Dao, because the big scar on your face is so conspicuous!"

The smile on Brother Dao's face froze.

Sister Hong noticed that Brother Dao was unhappy and kept winking at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing didn't look at Sister Hong's face at all, and pointed at her own face and asked Brother Dao: "Brother Dao, can you tell me how you got that big scar? Was it cut by someone? Or was it a fall?

Yeah, look at the jagged ones, could they have been eaten by wild dogs?"

Brother Dao's face turned completely dark.

Sister Hong, who was hanging on him like a vine, was also frightened by Yang Ruoqing's three fatal questions.

You must know that this topic is taboo for Brother Dao!

Even Sister Hong didn't dare to mention it in front of Brother Dao. Brother Dao once let it slip when he was drunk.

It turns out that this scar was cut by an opponent when Brother Dao first came out to play. After the chop, he was stepped on under his feet and soaked in Brother Dao's head.

It was precisely because of that kind of humiliation that Brother Dao completely exploded, killing his opponent on the spot and seizing his opponent's territory.

Although he has gotten up and is getting better and better in the future, the scar on his face is destined to stay with him for the rest of his life...

Every time he sees the scar on his face, he will remember that he was stepped on by others, and that he was bitten...

"Bitch, you're looking for death!"

Brother Dao pulled Sister Hong off his body and threw it aside, then rushed toward Yang Ruoqing with murderous intent.

Brother Dao had a sinister face and murderous aura, and his huge body shrouded her as if a huge black shadow was about to engulf Yang Ruoqing.

But Yang Ruoqing was still sitting there steadily, looking directly at Brother Dao who was rushing over. At first glance, she seemed to be frightened!
Chapter completed!