As time approached 8:30, more guests at the party were spoken. Even if they didn't like these Li Chen, they began to gradually become busy dealing with all kinds of men and women who came forward and were not in the mood to mess with Zhao Yongqi. However, this situation happened to be what Xiao Qi hoped for. After all, as Li Chen, who was a little kid, would it be like a matter of revolving around him on such occasions?

However, Brother Xiao Qi was not idle either. After standing with Xiao Baozi for a while, the "famous socialites" around him who were already hesitant began to gradually gather around him. Yingying and Yanyan's delicate voice occasionally mixed with the voice of the male god, which made these girls giggle and giggle.

The girls like Zhao Yongqi, so the men naturally put on a small bun in a light blue sleeveless evening dress. The beautiful, sweet and gentle little woman didn't even have time to bulge her face to express her depression being squeezed out of the outside by those "famous socialites". She could only be busy dealing with the bald man around her and looking at the men who were not yet grown up.

Zhao Yongqi, who occasionally secretly looked at Xiao Baozi, was actually quite proud. Although he had been in the industry for many years, he knew very well that Xiao Baozi was really not good at dealing with such scenes, and rarely participated in them. If it was not necessary, such social occasions, the little woman in front of him would basically refuse. For this situation, Brother Xiao Qi had no good idea. The only thing he could do was to take her to join several more times. After all, in his opinion, this necessary "exercise" is still indispensable.

No matter what, Zhao Yongqi is in a good mood. At least no matter whether she is beautiful or not, it is not too uncomfortable to be surrounded by a large group of women. What's more, there is also "fun"...

"The routine is here." When Zhao Yongqi glanced at Xiao Baozi, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his handsome face.

Following Brother Xiao Qi's gaze, I saw two young men with greasy and pink faces who felt pretty good. At this moment, they had surrounded Xiao Baozi and said nonsense jokes, making Xiao Baozi's pretty face very tired to pretend to smile.

To be honest, we can't blame others for not having enough humor. After all, there are a group of funny guys around us every day who are always experiencing various baptisms of high or low-level random crosstalk. It is very difficult to have low resistance to jokes.

The little bun that was barely dealing with had secretly asked Zhao Yongqi not far away for help several times, but what he got was the mysterious but always paying attention to, which gradually began to reveal the little woman's bun face.

Zhao Yongqi naturally knew that this was the little woman expressing her dissatisfaction with her sidling, but in the eyes of others, the bun's face seemed to be cute and coquettish. So, the young master who felt very good about himself and thought he had already won the hearts of the heart was even more excited.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and could no longer listen to those not funny and had no feelings at all, but I still pretended to be very interesting jokes. Xiao Baozi lowered his head softly and whispered: "Sorry, I'm leaving for a while." As he said that, he turned around and prepared to "set the accounts" with Zhao Yongqi.

"Well, Liying shouldn't leave so quickly." "Young Master Jia", who was about third-class tall, reached out to stop the little bun that was about to leave. His arm that seemed to be blocking people was not very regular. When he was about to take advantage of the action of blocking people, he suddenly felt that his back collar tightened and he was immediately picked up a few centimeters, and he could only barely touch the ground with his toes.

"Why, I didn't say enough about my little bun, and I'm still going to touch me?" Zhao Yongqi's joking tone suddenly rang out from the young master's ear.

Although he wanted to exercise his own little bun, the male god didn't want this gentle little woman to suffer, otherwise he wouldn't have to stare at him from time to time. Zhao Yongqi, who had already noticed the impatient face of the little woman, and naturally took action immediately at this moment.

"Let's go, let go!" Young Master Jia, who was already stuck in his neck with his tie, and now his collar is being grabbed tightly. He felt that he was almost breathless, could only barely shout.

"Okay, I am a person who is easy to talk to." Zhao Yongqi loosened his fingers, and Gongzi Jia, who was suddenly released, then he barely took a few steps back, but in the end he couldn't help but sit directly on the ground.

"Hehe..." The women around who were already watching the fun were immediately amused by the embarrassing look. Although they did not dare to laugh out loud, the laughter that followed still made the man who fell to the ground feel very detrimental to his face.

In fact, most of the rich second generations, basically as long as they are not nouveau riche, have a very high level of cultivation. This involves elite education since childhood. After all, most of the Chinese-style parents' educational concepts are quite strict. Although they are more doting and have a wealth of material life, there are not so many people who really bully men and dominate women. On the contrary, those who suddenly seem to start a new nouveau riche are different. This is also the decisive factor for why nouveau riche is difficult to accommodate the real upper class, because even the rich second generation circle does not like these uncultured guys.

However, most people have a common problem, that is, they can speak harshly when they feel that they can't do it. From the little hooligans calling for many people to deal with you, to the one who my father is, there are so many things. At least I have learned this very well.

"Zhao Yongqi, you dare to do it. Do you know who I am?" The third or fourth-class disabled, who felt humiliated, got up neatly, raised his fingers, and glared at Zhao Yongqi, who had already walked to the side of the little bun and forced Gongzi Yi to retreat.

"Oh, I really don't know, may I ask you..." This time, Brother Xiao Qi was not a fool, he was not a god, and even ABC could recognize him. At this moment, he turned around honestly and asked with a smile. But the people around him didn't think so, and there was another giggle, which made the male god feel that he was answering like this, was he suspected of playing with the other party?

"You!" Young Master Jia was obviously like those around him, obviously putting "not knowing oneself" on Brother Xiao Qi's forehead, and sneered and said, "What big star? My dad's words can completely ban you."

This was not a joke. Xiao Baozi's face suddenly became gloomy. On the contrary, Zhao Yongqi didn't feel anything. He grabbed his hair and said with a smile: "Your dad is Xi. President? Are you Mr. Xi? This is not right, it seems that he doesn't match his age."

"Hahaha..." The people around could no longer help but laughed out loud in an instant, not caring about the face of Young Master Jia.


Chapter completed!