Why are you so proud? With the system in hand, the goddess can get it if she wants.

After another wave of exhibition staff and bodyguards arrived, the crowd still did not disperse completely. I don’t know which leader with the highest IQ invited a bunch of car models to start dancing in the center.

It was probably people in their twenties or thirties making the expressions of three or four-year-old children, dancing a childish dance that had nothing to do with the rhythm.

It should be called otaku dance rather than otaku man dance. Anyway, this strategy is quite successful and many people go to watch it.

It wasn't that they hired a car model specifically to resolve this contradiction. It was probably because they planned to buy the car model at a certain time point, or they hired it in advance.

Xu Lang is not a otaku, but he also goes to watch dancing out of curiosity.

Qin Zhiyi had some dancing skills. She frowned silently while watching them dancing. She didn't understand why anyone would like this dance when the rhythm was not as good as that of radio gymnastics.

Especially the guy next to her was taking pictures with his cell phone.

I glanced at the big brother with disdain, only to find that he was still squatting and taking pictures.

Qin Zhiyi was even more disgusted.

Car models can earn at least 600 to 700 yuan a day for participating in an event, and this money is not free.

A friend of hers had introduced her to be a model before, but after seeing those shameful clothes, Qin Zhiyi quit the group.

There is no bikini to protect the private parts.

Although the models in the car did not expose anything that should not be exposed, they still had to silently endure some obscene men squatting down to take pictures.

Just thinking about it made her feel nauseous for two weeks. Fortunately, she met Xu Lang, otherwise she might have been a model.

In fact, she is not much more glamorous than a model now. The only difference is that she is bullied in front of people and behind people.

Thinking of her grateful look, he turned to look at Xu Lang.

I noticed that Xu Lang was looking at the car model on the stage seriously.

I feel a little sad.

She understood what Xu Lang meant.

Although the time was short, she roughly knew that Xu Lang had no intention of stopping for her or Yu Yiyi, or even any of his existing girlfriends.

Although she understood it all, she still felt a little disappointed when she saw Xu Lang looking like he was choosing a concubine.

Xu Lang was just as Qin Zhiyi thought, he was really looking for a woman with whom he could develop a relationship.

If you ask which profession has the most beautiful women, it would be flight attendants and models.

Car models are also considered models.

Soon he saw a few good car models, but they were a little thin.

However, the meat is still there where it should be, I don't know if it's padded.

After dancing for more than twenty or thirty minutes, about twenty car models had finished dancing and then left the crowd in an orderly manner.

It seemed that he went back to the exhibition area he was responsible for and stood there.

The customers were also very excited to follow the models to the corresponding exhibition areas and take photos.

No matter how you look at it, it's more exciting and thrilling than the quarrel you just saw.

Suddenly Xu Lang understood why there were so many people at the auto show.

There are few people looking at cars, most of them come to see people.

After the three of them walked around as planned, Xu Lang asked the two beauties beside him: "How is it? Is there a car you like?"

Yu Yiyi asked back with a smile: "Is there a price limit? I'm afraid the one I like is too expensive, and I would be embarrassed then."

Xu Lang glanced at her and silently asked back: "When you were with me, when did I ever set a top line?"

Yu Yiyi rolled her eyes upwards, thought for a few seconds, and shook her head, "Wow, it seems like there really isn't one. I just buy whatever I like, and Brother Lang never hesitates. So I won't look at the price and just look around."

"Look, whatever you want."

It's best to choose the more expensive one.

It would be best to have several cars at once, one for going to work, one for buying groceries, and one for showing off.

But Xu Lang couldn't say it out loud, otherwise it would be suspected of inducing consumption. If the system didn't return the money to him, he would suffer a huge loss.

When Qin Zhiyi heard Xu Lang say that there was no upper limit to the price, she excitedly said, "I've been looking around online these past two days at home. I think the Mercedes-Benz mini is pretty good. It's small and cute, and very suitable for me to drive. But I feel the price is a bit expensive..."

Xu Lang smiled. These two girls were not generous at all in spending other people’s money. They could choose any of Cayenne, Lamborghini or Alpha. Why did they just save money for him?

This is not a good habit, especially since Yu Yiyi has been with him for so long and still hasn't developed the habit of spending money lavishly.

I'll have to talk about her sometime.

Then he said to Qin Zhiyi, the new girl: "I think it's okay, not expensive."

Not only is it not expensive, it even feels a bit cheap.

Then he encouraged her by saying, "Be bold. You don't get to see me every day. Take advantage of the opportunity. Don't be polite. Don't regret it every day."

Xu Lang knew very well that there would always be a time for reunion and separation.

Even if he still has the chance to live a carefree life in the end, the system will most likely not follow him forever.

Even if both are possible, who wouldn't get tired of the old and love the new?

All in all, Xu Lang felt that if he were them, he would definitely make a fortune.

It’s not shabby at all if it’s the money you earn through your own hard work.

After listening to Xu Lang's words, the two girls were sure that Xu Lang really intended to give them a luxury car.

The excitement in my heart is even greater than just now.

Yu Yiyi rolled her eyes and said tentatively, "That little golden man... can I buy one? I watch videos every day of naughty kids breaking the little golden man on other people's cars. I think this car is very cool... If I run out of money, maybe I can drive it to weddings. It's more than a thousand a day."

The more Yu Yiyi thought about it, the more beautiful it became.

She wouldn't starve to death.

Xu Lang bent his index finger and tapped the little head twice, saying:

"You've been with me for so long, and you'll still need a wedding car when the time comes. Can you figure out why you're so poor? Ah?"

Yu Yiyi covered her head and said with a smile: "Hehe, that's just talk, Brother Lang is the best, he will definitely not let me work so hard."

As she said that, she stood on tiptoe and hit Xu Lang hard on the face twice.

The two of them were laughing and joking with each other.

Yu Yiyi was careless and didn't realize the hidden meaning in Xu Lang's words, but Qin Zhiyi, who was more sensitive, heard it.

It turned out that Xu Lang really only planned to be with them for a while, not always, or forever.

Maybe when he gets tired of them, that's when they become worthless.

Ever since she met Xu Lang yesterday, she has been worried about gains and losses. She doesn't like herself like this.

She was just fantasizing. Being a lover means everyone has a certain time limit. I have never heard of a woman in her fifties being a mistress.