The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

A lounge dedicated to poppies.

Kneeling on the sofa, she felt like she was going crazy.

A group of people outside are waiting.

It is estimated that the birthday party has already begun.

Did you cut the cake?

And he was absent.

How to explain after going out?

The clothes are also torn.

Do you even have the strength to go out later?

Countless thoughts come to mind, but they don't take shape at all, they will be distracted instantly and swallowed by a huge wave.

...

for a long time.

for a long time.

"It's half past eight."

She glanced at the phone and said weakly.

Chu Yao hummed softly, dressed slowly, and lit a cigarette casually.

Very calm.

"Go to the third floor and get me a suit, room 309."

she says.

"OK."

Chu Yao didn't say much, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

After taking the clothes back, the two walked around the corridor and returned to the hall.

...

"You are pretty quiet here."

"The design is so private, is every room like this?"

Chu Yao observed this labyrinth-like clubhouse with amusement. He really didn't know how this kind of building passed the fire inspection.

If there is a fire together, Weng Zhong roasts the bastard.

Hey?

Why did I have such a weird idea?

"This was my brother-in-law's previous industry, which was later left to me."

"In its heyday, here every night, every night there are various business negotiations here. I was young at the time, I don't know, listen to what Grandpa said."

"My uncle is a very ambitious person. Do you know what he is doing here? He is selling intelligence! Business intelligence. Ten years ago, the membership fee here was two million. At the most, there were nearly eight members. Hundred."

Chu Yao:...

Slightly stunned.

There seemed to be a flash of light in my mind.

But it was destroyed by itself immediately.

What Chu Yao thought was whether the "assets and inside information" in the system mall could be sold as intelligence?

Anyway, it is impossible to complete the development by myself.

It is better to realize it at a discount.

However, he quickly gave up on this idea.

Not ten years ago.

Besides, his roots are still shallow.

Nobody in North Korea can do this kind of business.

However, he can choose to take out the news to make transactions with specific people.

But forget it when you make plates on a large scale.

Are you dead or not?

"Then I feel that the cause of his death may not be entirely your father's hand."

Thinking of other things in his mind, Chu Yao said so, still commenting on my uncle.

"Perhaps so, forget it, don't talk about it, it's all over."

The poppy sighed.

"Hey, hey...hey look, there seems to be a figure over there, just over there, does it look like your uncle? Ghost!"

Chu Yao suddenly yelled and shook her arm.

The poppy screamed, and got into his arms with fright.

Then……

Recovered.

Dumbfounding.

This person is so annoying.

When is it, it's still a prank.

...

When the two returned to the hall, it was almost nine o'clock.

It's already very lively inside.

I drank a lot of wine.

Someone is singing with a microphone, and the singing is almost the same as the original singing.

There is even a dancer, and the dance is graceful.

After all, they are all professionals in the "literary and artistic circles".

When Chu Yao and Poppies appeared at the door, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

These two disappeared for too long.

Su Su sat in the outer circle, just waiting for a while, and when he saw the two of them, he walked quickly.

"Why did you two go?"

She asked a little angrily.

The poppy lowered his head, not knowing how to answer.

Chu Yao looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes were stunned, he lowered his voice, and said quietly, "I'm looking for my uncle."

Uncle?

Su Su was stunned, his face stiffened, and he smiled unnaturally and asked, "Which uncle?"

"Just... the one that died."

Chu Yao seemed to have been caught in an evil tone, whizzing.

Su Su instantly had goose bumps and shivered.

Look at the poppy again.

Poppy's mouth twitched slightly, twitching several times, and tried her best to endure it, but her mouth was a bit sour and couldn't help it anymore.

So he laughed out of nowhere.

Poppies put Chu Yao's arm in one hand and Su Su's hand in the other, explaining:

"No, he scared you."

Chu Yao glared at her.

"Now, I'll give you a reason. If you don't use it yourself, then don't blame me."

In a word, she was flushed again.

Su Su:......? ? ?

Feel like a bite of dog food?

...

Let go of her hand.

Chu Yao walked in like a leisurely courtyard.

Seeing Jiang Lingyun and Chu Jinyu, they nodded in greeting, but did not sit down.

I saw a house of men and women again.

Sweeping around, his eyes didn't fall on the specific person.

Like a lion king patrolling the territory, but no prey of interest was found.

On Xia Die, she stayed for a few more seconds, and Chu Yao looked at her in full view.

She was a little confused.

Looking at him condescendingly by a strange man, he was a little shy, and he lowered his head subconsciously.

Finally, Chu Yao's eyes fell on the other side of the table.

Su Heng was on the man with a body as strong as a polar bear.

So if nothing happened, walked over.

Pulling away a woman next to him, Chu Yao sat down on his own.

When Chu Yao did all these actions, the court was silent.

The singing is paused.

The dance paused.

Now.

After seated.

"You continue to sing and dance."

Chu Yao greeted him and looked at Su Heng calmly, showing a faint smile.

"Drinking?"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't return."

Su Heng silently looked at this foreign man who was a few years younger than him, and the aura of no one else was a bit shocking.

The actions before this were even more shocking.

It is simply a livestock.

Have you never seen a woman?

What's more, still...

There was a hold of anger in his heart, his fist was slightly clenched, and then released.

Now that the other party has already drawn down the road, he wants to drink.

That is the wine fight.

Also good.

I've never been afraid.

"How to drink?"

Su Heng asked in a deep voice.

"Drink dry."

"You have a drink, I have a drink, you have a drink, I have a drink, you have another drink, I have another drink, until... a person falls completely."

Chu Yao said with a smile.

This was said with a smile.

But with a very strong, **** sturdy.

In a civilized society, fighting is really unnecessary. In this case, it is even more like a battlefield.

This way of drinking is like two singled knights in ancient times. You give me a knife, I give you a knife, and each other stabs each other to see who can make it to the end.

So that everyone on the court was stunned.

Is this drinking?

This is war!

"Pour wine!"

The corners of Su Heng's mouth were upturned, and there was a bit of meaning in his eyes.

This way of drinking is very to his temper.

He was also unhappy.

then.

Under everyone's attention, the two men began a suicidal fight.

Very tacitly, without touching the beer, I went directly to the 53° Flying Moutai.

Of course, it is not enough to blow the bottle.

About two or two glasses, bumped two catties in a row.

It's two catties per person.

In less than ten minutes.

I didn't even eat a peanut.

Chu Yao's expression did not change at all.

Su Heng's face was reddened.

"continue?"

Chu Yao said with a "big tongue".

Su Heng smiled happily.

"Of course continue."

"Also drink Moutai?"

"Can!"

...

This picture really made everyone present feel a kind of thrilling.

No one sang anymore.

No one dances anymore.

Is this the way men drink?

Do not.

This is how livestock drink alcohol.

Or……

Big guy's way of drinking.

Too bloody!

It's so heroic!

The most nervous person on the court is actually Su Su.

She fought with Chu Yao and knew that Chu Yao had an amazing amount of alcohol.

However, fortunately, my brother's drinking volume is not bad.

Besides, when Chu Yao spoke just now, he seemed to be a little vague~www.readwn.com~ so.

About half an hour later.

There are a pile of wine bottles on the table, fifty-third degree liquor bottles.

The others are completely stupid.

But no one dared to stop.

At this time, who would dare to stop?

Face is bigger than the sky.

It's really going to be a peace, didn't all the wine before that have been drunk for nothing?

This is like in a martial arts novel where two people compete internally, having to decide what to do with each other.

...

After a few more bottles.

Two violent men drinking...

One of them, finally couldn't help the stomach churning, without any warning, wow, spewing out the accumulation of stomach.

The voice is painful to the extreme.

Immediately, the whole person also fell down like a jade pillar.

It's the limit.

I can't help it anymore.

I haven't been to the bathroom until now.

Although drinking liquor does not need to go to the bathroom.

But I haven't eaten a bite of the dish.

Although Moutai is delicious and full-bodied, it is not such a way to drink it.

Anyone who eats a peanut may not spit like this.

...

It was naturally not Chu Yao who lay down.

He has a full blood resurrection card.

No matter how much I drink, it has no effect. I have used it before.

But Su Heng, no matter how heavy the alcohol was, it would be useless if the amount of alcohol continued.

Seven or eight pounds of liquor.

The donkeys of the production team dare not drink like this.

When he vomited, Chu Yao turned to avoid the droplets of vomit, his face just hit the chest of a woman next to him.

cleasing milk.

If nothing happened, Chu Yao would say something very big, probably because of the arrogance when drinking, the woman didn't even dare to say anything, instead she showed a shy smile.

Chu Yao smiled and walked calmly across the sofa and walked to Su Su.

With a volume that everyone can hear, he said in a straightforward tone: