Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

"I have a friend who is my junior. He is a little short of money recently and would like to be a gigolo, but he is still in high school and I don't know if there are any connections." Kitahara Takashi started to make up friends again.

To be a gigolo, you need to fill in personal information and bring all kinds of documents.

Kitahara Takashi is not a hacker and cannot make fake certificates. He has connections, but most of them are women related to him.

If these women heard that he was going to be a gigolo, there was no way they would help him.

This also led to the fact that Kitahara Takashi could not ask anyone for help in this matter.

"I'm afraid this friend isn't you?"

Yukinoshita Haruno opened the menu and pointed at a wine and said jokingly.

Because her attention was on the menu, she ignored the embarrassment that flashed across Kitahara Takashi's face.

"Really, really is my friend."

Imaginary friends are still friends.

"You want something to drink? I'll treat you."

Yukinoshita Haruno did not answer, but handed the menu to Kitahara Takashi.

"Just like you."

Kitahara Takashi didn't take the menu.

Yukinoshita Haruno waved the cowherd away and crossed her legs: "It might be a little difficult for a high school student."

Kitahara Takashi sensed something was going on.

Because if it's really difficult, it's not just a little bit.

"Wait for my friend to come over, I'll ask her for you."

Yukinoshita Haruno didn't say whether it was or not.

Kitahara Takashi is quite handsome, but boys of this appearance are not uncommon around Yukinoshita Haruno.

Perhaps the villains in novels always describe the children of rich people as evil and plain-looking.

But in the real world, there are almost no ugly children from wealthy families.

In her eyes, Watanabe Takashi was not as stunning as the silver-haired boy who came on the stage of Chiba Rokuten Shopping Center, holding a microphone and singing "Lemon".

In her eyes, if Watanabe Takashi wasn't Hiratsuka Shizuka's boyfriend, he wouldn't even be qualified to sit with her.

Although it sounds cruel to say this, the reality is that if there is no opportunity, ten years of hard study cannot match the performance of three generations of businessmen.

However, considering that Kitahara Takashi might marry into the Hiratsuka family and become the future head of the Hiratsuka family, she doesn't mind being on good terms with him.

Of course, she would only go so far.

After all, Kitahara Takashi has not yet shown any value that can be utilized, and his only advantage is that he may be the future son-in-law of the Hiratsuka family.

The future is too uncertain.

Before Kitahara Takashi married into the Hiratsuka family, everything was possible.

'Do you want help?'

Yukinoshita Haruno supported her face with her fingers and began to tap her face intentionally or unintentionally.

Soon, the male host came back with some wine.

"Ms. Yukinoshita, if you're bored, can I listen to your thoughts?"

This time he didn't leave.

Instead, he sat down with a gentle look on his face.

Looking at this cowherd, Kitahara Tsutomu felt as if he was looking at his own shadow.

Yukinoshita Haruno glanced at the other person, and the sarcasm hidden in her eyes could not be shaken off.

Does this mean you don't want to work hard and target yourself?

She didn't know whether to say that the other party was brave or overconfident.

She is different from those vase girls who are deceived by a few sweet words.

"How do you think you compare to him?"

Yukinoshita Haruno glanced at Kitahara Tsutomu, and her expression was self-evident.

The male PR looked unhappy.

Even if his true appearance is not revealed, only 50% of it, Kitahara Tsutomu still looks better than him.

The key point is that he does not have the confidence and elegant temperament of a scholar like Kitahara Tsutomu.

"He's all I need."

Yukinoshita Haruno seemed to be looking at the big boss of Gotham, but there was still a gentle smile on the corner of her lips.

She was only invited today.

It's okay to drink some wine and kill time.

If she really comes to spend money on male models, her mother will not let her go.

"Now, could you please leave?"

"Okay, call me if you need anything, I'm always here." The male PR stood up with a gloomy face, looking like a defeated attacker.

Before leaving, he glared at Kitahara Tsutomu hatefully.

It seemed as if he was blaming others for hindering his progress.

'Why are you glaring at me?'

Kitahara Takashi was speechless.

He said everything here.

If you are so capable, why don’t you go and glare at Yukinoshita Haruno.

What's the point of bullying him?

"Have I become your shield?" Kitahara Tsutomu said helplessly.

"So I bought you a drink."

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled brightly, raised her wine glass, and as if to say, I'll use this glass of wine to make amends, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Next time you invite me, I will definitely refuse."

"Master Watanabe, please forgive me just this once."

Yukinoshita Haruno pulled Kitahara Takashi's sleeve and acted coquettishly.

Yukinoshita Haruno is different from her sister. She is very good at understanding men's inner thoughts.

Can also bend and stretch.

Kitahara Tsutomu shook his head helplessly.

He didn't feel angry.

Once this happens many times, you get used to it.

Without further ado, life is like a qj, right?

Since you can't stop it, just enjoy it.

"Ms. Yukinoshita, I have a question." Kitahara Takashi had a question in his mind for a while.

"You said."

"How old is your friend?"

"Twenty-one, what's wrong?"

In other words, the person who opened this gigolo club was a girl in her early twenties.

First, Cheng Zhu opened QQ underwear, and then a young girl opened a gigolo shop.

No, are all entrepreneurs so wild nowadays?

"To be honest, when I heard about this, I was also shocked by her thoughts." Yukinoshita Haruno was stunned when she heard her friend's thoughts.

"But if you think about it carefully, this is indeed a business that can make a lot of money."

The number one male host in Japan can even earn 3.5 million yen a year.

It is common for a gigolo club to sell millions of bottles of liquor in one night.

If Yukinoshita Haruno didn't have much spare money, she would also like to give it a try.

She also has a heart that wants to prove herself.

76. Are all men's blooming periods so short? (Votes needed)

"Wow, there really are men like this."

After listening to Kitahara Takashi's story about what happened during dinner tonight, Yukinoshita Haruno's eyes widened, as if her three views had been refreshed.

"I thought people like this only existed in movies and TV dramas, but I didn't expect they also exist in real life." Yukinoshita Haruno sighed, holding the cocktail glass in one hand.

Beiyuan Zun picked up a piece of watermelon and put it in his mouth: "That's because you haven't seen enough."

Information cocoons exist not only on the Internet, but also in reality.

Even if ordinary people use their greatest imagination, they still cannot imagine what kind of life the rich live.

Likewise, the rich are unable to empathize with ordinary people.

I don't understand why they are so poor all their lives. I suspect they are not working hard enough.

Yukinoshita Haruno was born in a wealthy family. She was surrounded by people similar to her, so naturally she would not meet a weird man like Umeno Kentaro.

It would be strange if Shizuka Hiratsuka could meet such an ex-boyfriend.

All I can say is that this was her destiny.

“I don’t see it often.”

Yukinoshita Haruno doesn't just want to win or lose, she doesn't want to impose her own ideas on others and make them accept her character.

Sometimes, she is very frank.

'Are they really sisters?'

Kitahara Takashi couldn't help but think of the last time when he and Yukinoshita Yukino had a heated argument.

Why do two sisters have such different personalities?

While thinking, Kitahara Takashi threw the last grape in the fruit plate into his mouth.

"One more."

Seeing this, Yukinoshita Haruno called over the passing cowherd and asked him to bring another fruit plate.

"No need."

Kitahara Takashi felt a little embarrassed.

Since he came to this brothel, he hardly drank a sip of wine, but he finished several plates of fruit.

Lying sideways on the leather sofa, Yukinoshita Haruno waved her hand: "My Yukinoshita family may not be considered a wealthy family, but we won't be bankrupted by someone eating our fruit plate."

The main thing is, Yukinoshita Haruno saw Kitahara Takashi eating non-stop with his little mouth smacking, and his little mouth was so stuffed that it looked very cute, just like a hamster with food stored in its mouth, which was quite interesting.

"Sure enough, my sister smells better."

Compared to the second lady, he really likes the eldest lady more.

"Ms. Yang No, I'm going to the bathroom first."

Maybe he ate too much fruit plate, this was already Beiyuan Zunshang’s second trip to the toilet.

When I came out to wash my hands, a woman came out of the toilet next door.

The woman was about thirty years old, with short, neat hair, regular facial features, and skin that was neither white nor dark, but a healthy wheat color.

She wore a pigeon egg-sized ring on her ring finger, indicating that she was married.