C600 Throw a Bottle at the Slightest Disagreement
C600 Throw a Bottle at the Slightest Disagreement
In the words of Ye Xiaodao, it was like a papaya with a small waist and a large butt.
Although his words were a bit sloppy, they were the truth and the description was quite accurate.
The lady was like an old teacher who had suddenly grown a head taller. She had a sense of guilt when she looked at her face, and a feeling of guilt when she looked at her body that was inferior to that of an animal.
Perhaps, the phrase 'the perfect combination of an angel and a devil' was the most appropriate description for her.
The first reaction any normal man would have when he saw her was one of amazement.
Especially her pair of eyes. With a slight turn of her body, it hooked Boss Lee's soul away.
Luckily, Boss Lee was able to pull out his eyes in time, and secretly twisted his hand on his thigh. Only then, did he avoid drooling and walked over, saying, "Beautiful girl, I want to sleep with you."
Why are you smiling at your father for no reason?
Do you really think you're prettier than my aunt?
Thinking about Yue Zitong, Lee Nanfang's mind became more empty. He subconsciously compared the girl to Yue Zitong.
Body size, looks, both girls were around the same level, and Yue Zitong was even better.
Then, when Boss Lee saw the girl, why did he almost lose control of himself?
It's all because of a man's old and new nature.
Occasionally eating a delicacy, you will sigh that this is what people eat.
But to let you eat delicacies every day for half a year, then you will sigh, 'Is this really something a human should eat?'
After knowing Yue Zitong for such a long time, no matter how beautiful she looked, she would still feel that Yue Zitong was nothing compared to her.
However, this girl's figure was indeed much better than Aunt Yue. She was far superior to girls like Min Rou and Sui Yueyue when it came to her ability to compete with Helan Xiaoxin and Hua Yeshen.
Thinking about Min Rou and Sui Yueyue, Lee Nanfang's last dirty thought vanished.
He just wanted to leave.
Go back to Qingshan, stay by his aunt's side, and be her slave.
"Eh, it's you?"
Just as the crescent moon-like man and Holan Fusu, who pretended not to know Lee Nanfang, walked into the hall together, someone behind them exclaimed in surprise and stopped moving. He sneered and shouted, "You, raise your head!"
Lee Nanfang didn't want to hear the words of this person and raised his head. However, when others were provoking him, he lowered his head and ran for the door. That was a sign of weakness and was too unmanly.
In order to not lose his manliness, Lee Nanfang raised his head, and after meeting Lin Kangbai's eyes, he greeted him with a gentle smile: "Young Master Lin, hello. "It's been a while since we've seen each other. You look even more majestic than before."
Lin Kangbai was not angry at all.
Young Master Lin had already known that he was very dignified. However, after seeing Qingshan, he had begun to doubt this.
He had been to Qingshan twice, and both time, he had returned with bruises all over his face.
This was especially the second time, and he had nearly been crushed to a pulp by Sui Yueyue holding the bottle of wine. It had become an eternal pain in his head.
This morning, Young Master Lin was still checking out the beer bottle that he had taken, but now Lee Nanfang was "praising" him for being more elegant than before. This was not mocking him, but what was it?
When they were at Qingshan, Young Master Lin, who liked to run amok, was beaten up by Lee Nanfang one after the other. Due to the attitude of his family's old man, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his blood. There was nothing he could do.
But now?
Young Master Lin could not believe it. With his brother-in-law, Holan Fusu, at home in Beijing, he could still be beaten up by Wu Tie.
"F * ck, the one with surname Li is finally f * cking in my hands."
Lin Kangbai, who was currently in a very good condition, forgot that they were in Seven Stars Club, and even more so forgot that there were many distinguished guests in the hall. He only wanted Lee Nanfang to pay ten times, a hundred times — no, a thousand times the price.
With a hideous grin, Young Master Lin grabbed a bottle of champagne from the bar behind the door and threw it at Lee Nanfang's head like a grenade.
What did it mean to throw a bottle of wine at the slightest disagreement?
We are all civilized people who have the qualifications to come to the Seven Stars Club to spend, can't we talk properly?
Lee Nanfang frowned. He suddenly felt that it was impossible to have a good conversation with such a person, so he decided to make a move.
No wonder Ye Xiaodao always said not to say anything that could solve a problem.
With a tilt of his head, he raised his right hand. Just like what Young Master Lin passed him, that heavy champagne bottle was handed to Lee Nanfang. Lee Nanfang asked him to throw it back towards Young Master Lin's head.
If that's the case, why be polite with Lee Nanfang?
He held it in his hand and threw it back.
If you smash my head, then I will also smash your head.
Lee Nanfang could catch the bottle flying in the air, but if it was Young Master Lin, he wouldn't even be able to dodge it, much less catch it. He could only watch as the bottle grew larger in front of his eyes and cried out, "Ah!"
With a bang, the fragrance of the wine permeated the air.
The light brown wine spilled all over Young Master Lin's face and body.
His head, on the other hand, was still standing unscathed on his neck, unharmed.
Just as the champagne bottle was about to hit Young Master Lin's head, another similar bottle flew over and hit it.
The two wine bottles crumbled in midair, no less than the explosion caused by the explosion of the big firecrackers. Broken glass fell to the ground.
Lee Nanfang turned around and looked at Holan Fusu.
He thought that Holan Fusu had acted in time to save Young Master Lin's handsome face.
Although taking out a big wine bottle and smashing down another big wine bottle was not that amazing, the key point was that no one knew that Young Master Lin wanted to smash Lee Nanfang with the wine bottle, but Lee Nanfang caught the bottle and threw it back.
In just a split-second, he grabbed a wine bottle from a waiter's plate and smashed it down, accurately smashing the rapidly flying wine bottle. However, not just anyone could do that.
It just so happened that Holan Fusu could do it.
Lee Nanfang looked back. Holan Fusu, who was standing there, had a calm expression. It was hard to tell that he had just thrown something away.
The young man on the other hand, who was still hugging his shoulder, took the initiative to lift his hand and poke his nose with his thumb. He lazily said, "Hey, friend. The main culprit for this bad thing is here. Don't misunderstand others."
Only then did Lee Nanfang look at him. He didn't say anything and just looked at him fixedly like a lover that he hadn't seen for years.
When the two of them looked at each other and did not like each other, they would stare into each other's eyes and not move for a long time.
This kind of behavior that was common in life was called eye wrestling.
At the start of the fight, the young man that was like a crescent moon blade even had a disdainful expression on his wild and unrestrained face.
But very quickly, the contempt in his eyes disappeared, and his left hand also came down from Holan Fusu's shoulder.
He really didn't think that within the Seven Stars Club tonight, other than Holan Fusu, there would still be someone else who would make him restrain his wild arrogance when they met eyes with him, and treat him with focus.
This surprised him.
Especially since he could actually see the evil hidden deep within Lee Nanfang's eyes.
It was just that before he could capture it any further, the evil had disappeared.
Lee Nanfang had already turned around, and looked at Young Master Lin, sighing: "Ai, Young Master Lin, you're a young master from a wealthy family, why do you think you can't get along with me? "Aren't you afraid that you will damage your nobility in such a grand occasion?"
Cold sweat was already dripping down Young Master Lin's forehead. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, he heard a deep voice from behind him: "Lee Nanfang, you dare to offend Young Master Lin?"
F * * k, what he said was very unscientific.
[He was the one who hit me with the wine bottle first, why did I offend Young Master Lin when I threw it back?
Who is this pretentious criminal?
Following the voice of the scolder, Lee Nanfang looked over and realized why he could call out my name. It was Director of Division Lin.
Director of Division Lin, who was at the Jinmen Security Office, was standing behind the old master, who was looking at him with a face full of anger.
Speaking of which, Lin Han was more than 1.8 meters tall. This kind of person should be rather outstanding in the crowd.
However, Lee Nanfang wasn't able to see him just now.
This could only mean that his aura was not in direct proportion to his body. With the bright silver spear, Holan Fusu, and the crescent moon blade, as well as the old master, even if he was half a meter taller, Lee Nanfang would still ignore him.
The aura was a very important thing. Although it could not be seen or touched, it could still play an irreplaceable role.
"What are you looking at? How did you get here? Ang? Hurry up and apologize to Young Master Lin, let's go! "
Originally, Lin Han didn't have a good impression of Lee Nanfang because of the matter with the 'Strong Man'. Now, seeing him appear here, how dare he try to smash Young Master Lin with a wine bottle?
Do you know why Director Li is attending the banquet tonight?
It was all just to get to know Young Master Lin, the young master of a Wealthy family.
As an employee of Chengda Group, not only are you not thinking for the company, you are also going to set up a strong enemy for the company.
Director of Division Lin was very angry, and the consequences would be very serious.
What made Director of Division Lin even angrier was that he had already scolded Lee Nanfang. Not only did Lee Nanfang not do as he said, he even said something that could lower the whole party level: "Idiot."
Scolding Lin Han as a fool was because he thought highly of him.
If it wasn't because of Aunt Wang's presence in the clubhouse and the inconvenience of causing trouble for her, Lee Nanfang would have already picked up a wine bottle and threw it at her.
"You!"
Lin Han's black face immediately flushed red. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Just as he was about to walk over, the old master with the big name spoke: "Director of Division Lin."
Although she had only said those three words, Lee Nanfang was startled — it was her.
No wonder when she first saw Lee Nanfang, she smiled at him after being slightly surprised.
It turned out that Lee Muchen, who once told him to "bully me if you have the ability" and lost to him for a lot of money.
Lee Nanfang felt a sense of embarrassment.
A few months ago, when he was selling Zhan Fei's concert tickets, he made a big joke by claiming that he was the most loyal concubine.
Now, he pretended to be a Chengda Group employee again, in front of Lee Muchen.
Lee Nanfang was not stupid. Of course, he could guess that Lee Muchen would send people to investigate his background when he impersonated one of the employees of the company last night. In the end, no one knew who he was.
Fortunately, Lee Nanfang had safely returned home. There was no need for him to pretend to be a Chengda Group employee anymore, and naturally, there was no need for him to be "controlled" by her.
Seeing him walk over, Young Master Lin, who was still in shock, subconsciously dodged to the side.
"Wait."
Just as Lee Nanfang was about to step out of the door, a deep and bold bass voice came from behind him.
Lee Nanfang turned his head and asked with a smile, "Brother Yanyue, what can I do for you?"