After rebirth, I just want to win

The female colleague stared at the Porsche opposite in amazement, a little shocked.

Is there anyone else so rich in Xia Qing's circle?

The corners of Xia Qing's mouth raised, and she ran over grabbing the shoulder strap of her bag.

Xia Chuan took a look and saw that he didn't even know how to jump.

If you are the type with extraordinary talents, your BABA will start to swing up, down, left and right when you run like this, just like the big round and white pendulum in the amusement park, making it impossible for you to take your eyes away.

He wasn't sure so he took another look.

In this regard, Xia Qing's talent is not outstanding enough.

"I'm telling you, you're working overtime. How long have you been waiting?"

"I'm bored. It doesn't matter how long I wait. There are a lot of beauties in your hospital. This place makes me happy both physically and mentally."

Xia Chuan looked at her happily.

"You are really..."

There is no cure.

Xia Qing glanced at him, quite speechless. Of course, she knew that the other person was teasing and joking. Then she remembered what her colleague said, so she glanced behind her a few more times.

That sense of psychological superiority arises spontaneously. It turns out that vanity can indeed fill up the inner fatigue. No wonder the women sitting in the luxury cars all look arrogant and very proud.

She used to think, 'The car doesn't belong to them, so what do they have to be proud of?'

That’s what happened!

It turns out that as soon as they sit on it, they start to feel that it is theirs, and they fall into a misunderstanding, just like Xia Chuan's narcissism, which is a little too taken for granted.

It's just one word, I didn't understand it clearly.

"Little brother, do you want to go to the bar?"

Xia Chuan raised his eyebrows, you will know in the future: "Are they the same ones as last time?"

"No, my colleague and some of her friends have invited her several times. It's a bar, not a pub..."

Xia Chuan didn't want to participate in this kind of game, it was pointless.

Xia Qing laid her hands on the window and winked: "I'll go play with my sister for a while. I'm bored anyway. If you don't go, my sister will feel too insecure."

"You said so, get in the car."

Xia Chuan couldn't help laughing: "If you don't know how to discharge it, don't put it around. It looks weird."

Xia Qing was also drunk and didn't want to talk to him, so he waved to the other side.

Then the girl who looked a bit cute ran over, opened the door and got in with some restraint:

"Hello, good evening."

"Um."

Xia Chuan responded, glanced at the rearview mirror, and thought of the saying, 'The better you look, the more crazy you are.' Sure enough, people's lives are really not linked to their careers.

No matter how quiet you are during the day, you may be completely different at night. This is the sense of contrast.

If it's just for fun, Xia Chuan doesn't hate this contrast; he's a good boy during the day, but at night he wants to sit on him and want to sit him to death. Can he be unhappy with this?

Anyway, he doesn't want to marry home.

Ji Ying secretly glanced at Xia Chuan. There was no expression on his angular cheeks. She felt that this man was a little cold.

"My name is Ji Ying, Xia Qing's colleague. I'm really sorry. I didn't know that someone would come to pick her up at night."

"Who are they?"

Xia Chuan asked.

Xia Qing also looked over, she didn't know who there were yet.

Ji Ying whispered: "I met some of his friends in the hospital before. We made an appointment last time, but you kept saying you didn't have time."

There were some things that Xia Chuan didn't dare to say to Ji Ying. For example, those men were quite rich. He originally wanted to take Xia Qing there to have fun and introduce them by the way.

Xia Chuan listened indifferently. It turned out that this was the woman who asked Xia Qing last time. He probably understood what was going on.

This person can ask you out after just one visit to the hospital, and you even brought your 'best friend' with you. You really have you, and you are indeed a good 'best friend'.

The word "best friend" is just like "Jimei", it is disgusting to a certain extent and is not popular at the moment.

Xia Chuan asked with interest: "How old are you?"

Don't date a few fake rich second-generation people who don't have much money and have the same temperament as a 250-year-old.

Hearing Xia Chuan's tone, Ji Ying smiled awkwardly: "One of them is an engineering contractor. He drives a Mercedes-Benz and is in his thirties. They are both about the same age."

"So big?"

Xia Qing was shocked. He was an old man in his thirties.

Ji Ying said: "They don't need to spend money on their treat."

Xia Chuan smiled and said nothing.

It’s so easy to fool girls like this who have just graduated from school and are doing internships. They just draw a cake and are fooled, and then they are drunk and taken to the hotel.

No matter how smart they are, they certainly don't want you to spend money. What others want is your body.

Xia Chuan had never had a good impression of the bar, which was smoky.

"You invite Wang Zhenzhen and the others to have a drink together. We were invited to drink last time. I'll invite you back. You can't just go to a stranger's table after you go, right?"

Now that we’ve said it’s time to go, let’s play on our own and play Gou Ba with a few strangers.

Ji Ying heard that the other party didn't want to play with those people, which was a bit unexpected, which made her a little difficult to deal with, but she agreed to it.

For a moment, she didn't dare to mention this matter, so she looked at Xia Qing, hoping she could say something.

Xia Qing was sitting in front and didn't see it, so she called Wang Zhenzhen and the others. When they heard that Xia Chuan was having a treat, they rushed over in droves. She hung up the phone and said with a smile: "They happen to be over there at Xinjiekou, not far."

Ji Ying hesitated to speak.

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1912, bar street.

There are many taxis at the entrance, and there are many beautiful young girls squatting at the entrance at night, especially since the university is about to start, there are especially many girls.

There is a Ferrari parked in the parking space, as well as a Porsche and so on.

Ji Ying couldn't look away: "How rich do you have to be to drive a car like this?"

"You can't open it without tens of millions, right?"

Xia Qing didn't know much about it, but she heard Wang Zhenzhen and others say in the group that the car Xia Chuan drove cost two million.

This guy was definitely the richest person she knew, and he was also very bad.

Xia Chuan said lazily: "You can find this kind of car in slightly larger bars. Just take a look. They are basically rented to support the scene. There may be some with unknown origins. The water here is not shallow."

"real or fake?"

"What did I lie to you about?"

Most likely, the bar owner came to the venue or borrowed it. In the past ten years, many bars had luxury car rental programs.

To put it bluntly, the bar is just a place to show off.

Otherwise, would it be interesting to come here and drink fake wine?

Isn't it just that the girls here can rock a little, wear a little less, and play a little more wildly?

The key point is that some people really regard this place as a stepping stone to cross class, and come here to catch rich people and find rich people.

Rich people are all fools, can you catch them?

People just come here to play, and when they get tired of playing, they leave.

Xia Qing did not doubt Xia Chuan's words, he had learned a lot.

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