I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The laser beams hanging from the obsidian dome were like three thousand swimming snakes, floating and climbing on the high champagne tower.

Under the cover of the subwoofer, men and women who don't worry about life are drinking and chatting with each other. The reflection of the watch reflects the lip prints on the rim of the cup, which echoes the hormones steaming on the dance floor, making people feel confused and excited.

Serpentine marble bar.

The handsome male and beautiful female bartenders were performing left and right moves, which was comparable to an acrobatic performance. If there were any curious people around, they would definitely slam the table and shout, saying: It's a technical job and we should reward them.

But people who come to nightclubs, especially high-end nightclubs, will undoubtedly not be interested in such tricks.

The corner of the bar is definitely a good spot for people who are socially anxious but want to have a drink or two.

"Your wine."

The female bartender pushed another drink over, a very ordinary mojito.

The man sitting in the corner of the bar returned the empty glass. Although he chose a remote seat, he seemed to have a restless heart and occasionally cast his eyes towards the dance floor.

Also.

Alone.

You can't just sit there in a daze all the time.

"You can go and relax."

The female bartender who served him kindly reminded him with a sweet smile on her delicately made-up face.

People who work in such places must have a first-rate ability to read people's minds. In addition to looking for beauty and pleasure, there are also many people who come to the bar to sit when they have something on their mind.

"Thank you, I can't dance."

This gentleman is very gentlemanly and polite.

Do you need to know how to dance in a bar?

Just be able to twist it.

But the female bartender just smiled and didn't say much. In addition to observing people's words and expressions, working in a high-end nightclub requires knowing the limits.

The female bartender continued to mix drinks and serve other customers.

The man who had sat motionless for more than half an hour picked up his second mojito and his eyes shifted to the dance floor.

Someone did catch his attention.

She was a woman in a black sequined fishtail skirt, smoky makeup, and could accurately hit the beat even in her more than ten-centimeter high heels. The galaxy projected by laser light was under her feet, and an empty area appeared on the bustling dance floor with her as the center.

no doubt.

She is the undisputed focus on the dance floor.

"Luck, sister! Luck, sister! Luck, sister!"

She must be a regular customer of the store and is quite well-known. Many people cheered for her.

But Jiang Chen, who was visiting for the first time, naturally didn't recognize him.

The reason why he was attracted to her was not because of how beautiful she was, nor because of her outstanding dancing skills, but because this Sister Luck was more...interesting.

Ok.

interesting.

She was dressed very sexy, with a sky-high backless skirt, big waves and smoky makeup, but her figure

——Quite plump.

Judging from visual estimation, he weighs about 150 to 160 kilograms. Of course, this weight cannot be called fat, especially since he is about 1.6667 meters tall. However, this body shape does not conform to some people's aesthetic standards.

Each flower enters each eye.

Some people prefer plumpness, while others prefer proportionateness.

But this sister Luck proved a conclusion.

Confident people are always more attractive.

Although it does not conform to aesthetic standards, Jiang Chen still looks at the other person from time to time, paying special attention to the "combat boots" on the other person's feet that are more than ten centimeters high.

It didn't break under such intense movement. Needless to say, it must be very expensive.

Sister Luck, who was shining on the dance floor, took a short break and walked towards the bar when she was greeted. She didn't have a thin waist or thin back, but she was still charming.

"Sister Luck."

The mediator was also very familiar with her, and as soon as he arrived, he pushed a glass of soda water over to her.

"Gulu."

The consumption was too great, so Luck drank it all in one gulp and then pushed the empty glass out again.

The bartender needs to pour him another drink.

Jiang Chen, who was sitting four or five meters away, did not restrain himself and continued to look at the other person. Because there was no one between them, the other person noticed his gaze.

"Hi."

Sister Luck tilted her head, without frowning, but smiled generously and greeted Jiang Chen elegantly.

To be honest, her facial features are absolutely perfect. If she were in the Tang Dynasty, she would most likely be a royal concubine.

Jiang Chen smiled back, nodded, and then looked away.

"Handsome guy, first time here?"

Luck held the second glass of soda and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

The bartenders were not surprised and were still immersed in their work.

Pay less attention to the guests' affairs.

"Correct."

Boss Jiang is certainly not a cold person and responded politely.

"one person?"

Sister Luck continued to ask.

"Ah."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Sister Luck's eyes brightened. Maybe it was difficult to talk to her from a distance, so she took the soda and walked closer.

The scent of hair mixed with perfume wafted over.

"From your accent, you're not from Kyoto."

"No."

Boss Jiang was polite but restrained.

"Working in Kyoto?"

Sister Luck continued to ask.

"To do something."

"Handsome guy, don't be so reserved. Relax a little. I'm not a cannibal. If you don't believe me, you can ask around. I, Luck, am very easy to get along with."

After saying that, Sister Luck turned around and said, "This handsome guy's spending tonight will be charged to my account."

"Okay, Sister Luck."

It is worthy of being the capital of China.

It is indeed a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery.

"Handsome guy, let's make friends?"

After paying the bill, Sister Luck said that she was much more open-minded than most men and never talked nonsense.

"My name is Luck. People here call me Sister Luck. You can call me that, too."

"Jiang Chen."

It was hard to refuse when someone insisted on paying the bill. And judging from the way he acted, he was definitely not short of money. Besides, he only drank two glasses of mojitos, which was not a big purchase.

"Married?"

"..."

It’s really direct.

"No."

Sister Luck's expression deepened, and she looked at Jiang Chen carefully. "Judging from your age, you should be quite young. What kind of job do you do?"

Even though they were treating him, that didn't mean he had to answer every question. Jiang Chen picked up his mojito and said nothing.

"I don't mean anything else. I just feel like we hit it off right away. So I want to get to know you better. If you don't want to talk, forget it."

Sister Luck is reasonable and doesn't force anyone to do anything. Perhaps it's because she often hangs out in places like this and is good at building relationships with strangers.

"cheers."

She picked up the soda water and instantly reversed the tense atmosphere.

The female bartender who was serving Boss Jiang saw this but didn't think it was strange. The bottle of wine was spinning in her hands, which was dazzling.

Although the handsome guy didn't wear a famous brand watch, didn't have any luxury car keys on the bar, spoke very little, and only ordered a mojito, he had an indescribable unique temperament that was very attractive.

It's not surprising that Sister Luck would be interested in him.

Those who are familiar with her may know that Sister Luck is keen on hunting younger prey.

"Would you like to go dancing together?"

Facing the invitation from the other party, Jiang Chen felt mixed emotions. He never relied on his looks to make a living, so how could he be favored by a rich woman?

From the attitudes of the guests and staff and her words and actions, we can tell that this Sister Luck is definitely a versatile person. If she had agreed, she might have saved herself ten years of detours. But is Boss Jiang the kind of person who lives off her?

Even if we put aesthetics aside, his personal principles would not allow him to do such a thing.

"I'm sorry, I can't dance."

He used the same line he had just used to deal with the bartender, but the result was exactly what the bartender wanted.

"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you."

Sister Luck has a charming smile and her scorching eyes are like a lioness staring at her prey.

"Thank you, I'm not interested in dancing."

Jiang Chen could only choose a more direct way of rejection.

Sister Luck was not frustrated, and acted as if nothing had happened, "If you are not interested, then don't force it. I will chat with you."

How precious it is to have such a considerate, generous and wealthy sister.

"Where are you from? I often travel around the country on business, so maybe I'll end up visiting you someday."

It seems that she is not only a rich woman, but also a career-oriented rich woman.

Never judge a book by its cover.

Night is the best mask, it may look completely different from day.

"Sister Luck, you probably haven't heard of my hometown. It's a small third- or fourth-tier city."

"Tell me about it."

Her voice is different from her weight, very delicate. If you only listen to her voice, you would never guess that she is heavier than many men.

"Sand City."

"Sand City?"

Sister Luck immediately said, "I know about Sand City. It is the birthplace of the Jingchu Culture Square and one of the thousand-year-old ancient cities. It was a battleground for military strategists in the past."

Jiang Chen smiled, not knowing whether to be proud or sad. He stroked the goblet and said, "A good man never brags about his past achievements."

Sister Luck was slightly startled, and then smiled.

"Don't be discouraged. Being behind for a while is nothing. We should be full of hope for the future. Oli Gei~"

It seems that she is not just being polite and really knows about Sand City.

Interpersonal communication is definitely a course, and if it is a course, it must test your ability. After hearing the other party's words, Boss Jiang was embarrassed to continue to be "cold" and nodded and smiled: "Who is Sister Luck?"

"As for me, I'm a migrant worker in Beijing."

"Beijing Drifting?"

Jiang Chen said in a tone of disbelief, "Sister Luck speaks authentic Kyoto dialect."

"That's because I floated long enough~"

Sister Luck said casually: "Although I own a company valued at tens of billions, I was born in a small city just like you."

Jiang Chen was speechless, and then couldn't help but look at the other person again.

Although Kyoto is full of hidden talents and is unfathomable, it is unlikely to be filled with billionaires.

"Don't you believe it?"

Sister Luck shook the soda and said, "I can't lie about this kind of thing, and I never like to lie to people. Qicai Technology is engaged in the field of bionics. You can check it out now."

Of course Jiang Chen couldn't really use his mobile phone to verify the information in front of others, so he said bluntly: "You can't recognize a great man."

Sister Luck chuckled and thought this brother was even more interesting.

"I am also standing on the shoulders of giants. I came to Kyoto with my parents when I was young. I am considered the second generation of immigrants. They founded the company, and I am just sitting back and enjoying the fruits of their labor."

"Sister Luck is too modest. It's easy to build an empire but hard to keep it. The fact that a company worth tens of billions of dollars can move forward steadily without failing is enough to show Sister Luck's ability."

A look of surprise flashed across Sister Luck's face, which was definitely not disguised. She returned the favor and said frankly, "I didn't realize you had such insight."

When most people hear her introduction, they will basically only feel envious and jealous, and will never have this seemingly simple but actually profound understanding.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, unperturbed by praise or criticism, and picked up the glass of mojito.

If it was just attraction at first sight and the reason for chatting her up was because of his looks and temperament, then now Sister Luck is a little attracted to his inner qualities.

"What do you do?"

She had asked the same question before, but unlike before, she was actually a little curious now.

"Anyway, I can't compare to Sister Luck."

This is the truth.

They are the rich second generation, and he is the negative second generation.

Sister Luck was a little curious, but didn't think much about it, "Are you interested in coming to my company?"

So enthusiastic?

If this is really a young brother, I'm afraid he would be scared.

But Sister Luck must have judged the person by his or her personality, knowing that he or she has some experience.

“The profession is not suitable.”

"It's okay. My company has many departments. You can choose whatever you want to do."

I really need to go to nightclubs more often when I have free time.

This is not a romantic encounter, but a blessing from heaven.

"The salary is good, one hundred thousand a month!"

Bold.

It's really generous.

One hundred thousand a month, not including the year-end bonus, the annual salary is definitely over one million.

In Donghai, this salary is something only a senior executive in a medium or large enterprise can get.

Who says that women are inferior to men.

Look at this spirit.

No wonder the guests and staff here respect her so much.

No wonder she is so confident.

Jiang Chen seemed to be hit by a pie that fell from the sky. He rested his elbows on the serpentine marble bar, holding the wine glass in both hands, and sat there without saying a word.

"Two hundred thousand!"

The title "Sister Luck" is not undeserved, she is extremely domineering.

If she were a different gender, how many women could withstand such an attack?

of course.

It’s the same if you don’t change it.

Even men can’t bear it.

With $200,000 a month and a few years of work, you can easily become financially independent. Even a company worth tens of billions of dollars cannot have all the jobs there with such high salaries.

Sister Luck’s meaning is clear and straightforward, but after all, she is a person of status and has to be decent. Some things cannot be said too bluntly.

Jiang Chen must have understood it and didn't act coyly. The woman was so generous and he couldn't lose face as a man.

"Sister Luck is going to support me?"

"No need to say that. Sister Luck just feels that we are... compatible."

She picked up the soda water and gestured to Jiang Chen, the curve on her face showing her determination and certainty.

The other party might not be doing badly. After all, he can come here to consume, even if he only orders a mojito, so he is not an ordinary worker. But two hundred thousand a month, looking across the whole of China, people with such income are rare.

"Don't worry, Sister Luck will never treat you unfairly."

After finishing the second glass of soda, Sister Luck put down the glass and gave a seductive look, "Excuse me for a moment."

She is going to the bathroom.

Simultaneously.

Also give the other party some time to think about it.

man.

They are naturally concerned about their reputation, so even if they agree, they won't act too eager.

Sister Luck walked past him, and Jiang Chen took the last sip of his mojito.

Today I met a very skilled hunter.

But he didn't expect that the prey was himself.

Jiang Chen smiled, put down the cup, and stood up, having just wanted to sit down.

Ok.

I plan to leave without saying goodbye.

"Handsome guy, drinking alone is boring, want to meet someone?"

what's going on?

Did I really underestimate my own appearance?

Jiang Chen turned his head.

In the colorful light curtain, Princess Cao's face was a mixture of light and dark, and she gradually approached. (End of this chapter)