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Saturday night at 07:30.

A black seven-seater commercial vehicle appeared discreetly at the pre-arranged street corner.

Jin Zhou came out of the dark alley with small steps, empty-handed and without any items on his body.

The driver holding the security device scanned Jin Zhou's body. The rectangular black board swept over his undulating chest and buttocks, his flat waist, and his straight long legs, without any alarm.

The driver put away the security detector, opened the door of the commercial vehicle, and said to Jin Zhou in a deep voice, "Get in the car."

There is only a seat next to the door in the car.

Jin Zhou bent down to get into the car, only feeling that the collar was strangling his neck.He wanted to loosen his collar, but thought that the high collar covered his Adam's apple, so he couldn't loosen it easily.

Sitting on the left side of the aisle is another model wearing a cheongsam, who is holding a small makeup mirror and applying lipstick to the mirror.

Seeing Jin Zhou getting into the car, she stopped, looked down casually, and glanced at Jin Zhou's thigh.

There were three other models sitting in the back seat. Jin Zhou glanced casually, and saw that all the models had their legs closed, and he was the only one who put his left leg on his right as soon as he got in the car. The fork cheongsam revealed a large area of ​​skin that Luo Xueqing had carefully cared for.

"Sister, keep it." The model on the left continued to refill her lipstick, and she didn't know who she was talking to, and said to herself, "It's not a pheasant on the roadside."

Jin Zhou naturally heard that he was talking about him.

He had never dealt with anyone in the modeling industry before, and when he heard this, he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

——As for the hostility so great?

"Are you here for the first time?" Another model sitting in the back row said, with a bit of sarcasm in his tone, "The lighting in the venue is dim. Who are you wearing this black cheongsam for?"

Only then did Jin Zhou notice that other than him, the models were all brightly dressed. They were not so much cheongsams, but cheongsam-style tight dresses. Back, in this late autumn night, everyone's skirts reached the heels of their legs.

On the other hand, Jin Zhou himself, there are only two lingering red-crowned cranes on the black velvet cheongsam. In order to cover the muscle lines on the arms, the sleeves are wrapped to the middle of the forearm, the skirt hangs down to the calf in a regular manner, and a pair of simple black flat shoes.

"Do you want to be invisible?" Several models laughed jokingly.

Jin Zhou was too lazy to talk to them, and looked out the window silently.

The appearance can be changed, but the voice cannot be changed.Ever since Luo Xueqing put on lipstick on Jin Zhou, he has regarded himself as a mute.

The commercial vehicle finally stopped at the back door of the five-star hotel.

From the dark environment to the bright light, Jin Zhou was a little guilty at first, but seeing the other models sneaking glances at him intentionally or unintentionally, he knew that Sun Yi and Xiao Wu were not lying.

"Brother Jin, you are definitely the prettiest girl tonight!"

It was Jin Zhou's fist that responded to the two of them.

Originally, she chose a black cheongsam for the sake of keeping a low profile, but unexpectedly, among a bunch of cool and gorgeous models, Jin Zhou became the focus instead.

Damn.

Jin Zhou cursed in his heart, why is this bra so tight?

Since it was introduced directly by Zhang Rui, the requirements for measurements were not so strict. Jin Zhou didn't have anything on his buttocks, but in order not to look strange, he still put a sponge on his chest.

"Don't look around." The man leading the way said to the models, "follow me to the elevator."

After joining other models, Jin Zhou realized that he was the only one wearing flat shoes.

Those tall and long-legged models are all riding high, a full head taller than the man leading the way, but the ingenious thing is that as long as the man raises his hand at will, the palm of his hand can rest on the model's hip, like a precise The calculated optimal height difference is average.

Jin Zhou couldn't help thinking in his heart, would it be a sense of accomplishment to conquer a woman taller than him?

He couldn't understand it himself, but if he substituted this matter into Yang Shiyu, he felt that the answer might be "yes".

The security check before entering the venue was stricter than before, but Jin Zhou did not bring anything with him, so he passed the security check smoothly.

After successfully mixing into the venue, Jin Zhou went to the wine counter to get a glass of champagne like other models did, and then found an empty seat and sat down.

Looking around the venue, taking advantage of no one's attention, Jin Zhou took out a miniature camera from his bun.

Luo Xueqing not only spent a lot of thought on Jin Zhou's makeup, turning the handsomeness between his brows into a gentle and charming one, but also put a lot of effort into his wig——

First, the long hair in the air bangs is used as the base, and the tail of the hair is fluffy tied behind the neck, and then another wig is used to wrap the camera, clipped on the ponytail, and then the bun is firmly wrapped with long hair, and finally pinned A metal barrette.

Even if the security inspection machine scans the bun and emits a warning sound, and there are metal hairpins, it will not arouse suspicion.

Jin Zhou paid attention to the eyes of others, and quietly hid the camera in his cuff.

Not long after, the door of the venue opened, and twenty or thirty men in suits and leather shoes came in from outside.

Due to the dim light, Jin Zhou could only see the dazzling mask, but he had known Wang Hetai's characteristics in advance, and he was sitting very close to the wine table, so he quickly found it among a bunch of men holding drinks. Wang Hetai with a jade wrench on his thumb.

At this time, there were already two models who were smiling and laughing at Wang Hetai. Although their goals were different from Jin Zhou's, they had clearly set their goals long ago.

Wang Hetai doesn't look like a man in his 50s. The half of his face under the mask doesn't sag at all, and his figure is also in good shape. There is no sign of happiness at all.

He put his left hand on the model's buttocks, held a champagne glass in his right hand, and chatted happily with the man opposite him.

Seeing the culprit who killed his parents so closely, Jin Zhou's heart beat faster, his blood surged, and irrational thoughts came to him.

But he raised his head and drank the champagne in his hand, and quickly calmed himself down.

"Why alone?" A man with gray sideburns suddenly appeared next to him. Jin Zhou thought he was sitting in a corner and would not attract attention, but he still couldn't escape.

He smiled politely, raised his empty wine glass, and signaled that he was going to get the wine, but the man was a gentleman and didn't stop him.

Before Jin Zhou said that this reception was not serious, it was actually biased.

Most of the men in the reception are very elegant, unlike the young men in the bar, as soon as they catch a beautiful woman, they are eager to take it to the hotel immediately.

After all, they are men with rich family backgrounds, they are like hunters, sizing up the prey in the venue with ease, even if they already have one in their arms, they will never let go of a more appetizing choice.

Jin Zhou walked towards the wine counter, deliberately passing behind Wang Hetai.

"That shot in the afternoon was really beautiful."

"It's just good luck. Sometimes you can't make a hole with dozens of shots."

The two men chatted about golf in an ordinary way, but Jin Zhou could tell that the man opposite Wang Hetai obviously did not have a mainland accent.

He scanned the man's face covertly with the camera on his cuff, then calmly put the empty glass on the wine table and picked up another glass of champagne.

I wanted to reduce my sense of existence as much as possible, and then listened to Wang Hetai's chat, but I didn't expect that as soon as Jin Zhou turned around holding the wine glass, he found at least two or three men staring at him.

Among the models showing their thighs, only Jin Zhou's legs can only be glimpsed through the slit skirt.

The strong legs are not as thin as bamboo poles. Whether it is the thigh or the calf, you can see the side muscle lines when walking, and there is a low-key sexy in the classic charm.

A man with a beer belly raised his glass to Jin Zhou, and his eyes hidden behind the mask looked at Jin Zhou's legs openly.

Jin Zhou scolded the old man in his heart, pretended not to see it, and turned his head to the other side calmly.

As a result, it was a coincidence that he met Wang Hetai's eyes.

It is said that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other, but the atmosphere of this situation is really weird.

Wang Hetai withdrew his left hand from the model, put it in the pocket of his suit trousers, raised his wine glass with his right hand, raised his head slightly and took a sip of the wine, his gaze fell on Jin Zhou the whole time, his eyes full of hunting desire.

Jin Zhou himself is also a man, and he knows that Wang Hetai's actions are faintly showing the charm of being a high-ranking man.

But he only felt nausea and headache, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Originally, his plan was to hide in the crowd in a low-key manner, and collect useful information without anyone noticing, but who knew that other models competed for beauty one by one, and instead set him off.

This is Wang Hetai's home court. If Wang Hetai came to talk to him, how could he pretend to be dumb?

Just thinking of this, Wang and Tai moved.

The body leans forward slightly, and the instep tends to leave the ground.

Jin Zhou felt bad at once, so he looked away calmly, raised his wine glass to the air, and then walked towards the direction of the toast.

There were many models walking around in the venue, and everyone was close to 1.8 meters tall in high heels, forming a natural mobile wall.

Wang Hetai's gaze stayed on Jin Zhou, so naturally he didn't see who Jin Zhou was toasting to.

And Jin Zhou's appearance was obviously looking to talk to other guests, and it was inconvenient for Wang Hetai to follow up, because it would only make him look like he was losing value.

After the crisis was resolved, Jin Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to his wanderings in bars all year round, he has developed the ability to get away.

As long as these old men still maintain their gentlemanly demeanor, hunting him will be harder than reaching heaven.

But Jin Zhou was not safe for too long.

He walked towards the corner, intending to avoid the limelight, but the man with the beer belly suddenly appeared beside him and grabbed his wrist.

"Why, haven't you determined the target yet?"

The man with the belly was very blunt, and it sounded rude and dirty.

Jin Zhou frowned, and wanted to withdraw his hand directly, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of several men watching the two of them as if they were watching a good show.

These men are waiting in the wings.

Jin Zhou immediately came to this conclusion.

Different from those models who no one cares about and form a small group for self-entertainment, Jin Zhou's conditions have not yet been approached by the gold master, and he is obviously still in the process of selection.

These onlookers were watching to see if the big belly man could take down Jin Zhou.

If they can't, then they probably don't want to be preempted by others and start to take the initiative to launch an offensive.

What's even worse is that on the other side of the venue, there are Wang Hetai who are watching covetously.

Jin Zhou retracted his previous thoughts.

These men in the venue are just good at disguising, using gentlemanly manners to cover up their indecent nature.

Once a prey does not meet their wishes, they don't mind showing their true nature and tearing off their human-like masks.

Jin Zhou suddenly felt a little regretful. If he knew this, why did Luo Xueqing turn him into a beautiful woman?

"I'll give you a piece of advice, put yourself in the right position." The man with a big belly held Jin Zhou's wrist, and put his other hand into his skirt, "It's not your turn to pick and choose here."

The sticky feeling came from his thigh, and Jin Zhou forcibly resisted the urge to kick him away.

He gritted his teeth, twisted his waist and dodged to the side, but the big belly man pulled his wrist hard, and the camera was hidden in the sleeve not far from the wrist, so he didn't dare to pull his hand hard, because he was afraid of the camera. Flick it out of the sleeve.

"You have come to this kind of place, why are you still pretending to be a chaste and strong woman?" The more Jin Zhou struggled, the more aggressive the man with the belly became, the hand under the skirt came to Jin Zhou's buttocks, and the high-chased cheongsam was lifted up, revealing The edges of the white panties and the round buttocks and petals.

The men watching drank the alcohol in their hands, their eyes flashing green like jackals.

Jin Zhou couldn't get off the tiger for a while, and when he was hesitating whether to go upstairs with the big belly man and knock him out, a strong arm suddenly stretched out from the side, wrapped around Jin Zhou's waist, and brought him into the room. a warm chest.

"Sorry, this is mine."

A familiar voice came from beside his ears, carrying restrained and restrained anger.

Jin Zhou turned his head, and saw the man beside him wearing a gorgeous black mask, under the mask was a tall nose bridge, red lips, and a jaw line that was tense due to anger.

The masks of other guests are mostly ordinary elastic bands, but the black mask in front of him is different. Behind his ears are golden anti-skid chains that Jin Zhou is familiar with.

All the anger seemed to be vented on his arms, which made Jin Zhou's back hurt like a tightened steel bar.

He had to lie on the man's shoulder with his whole body, and he didn't care about other things. Anyway, he leaned into the man's ear first, and said in a low voice, "Be gentle."

He didn't speak for a long time, and when he spoke again, he was a little hoarse.

"How did you become yours?" The corner of the man's mouth drooped, showing dissatisfaction, "She's been wandering around here for a long time, and I haven't seen her talking to anyone. If you say she's yours, it's yours?"

Many guests and models gathered around, all of them looked like they were waiting for a good show.

As expected of being the host of the reception, Wang Hetai came to the two of them immediately, and smoothed things over and said, "There's no need to hurt the friendship."

He didn't let the black mask give up Jin Zhou, which already represented his attitude - let the big belly man give face.

The guests who could come here were all elites who had been immersed in the business world for many years. The big-bellied man immediately understood what Wang Hetai meant, and stopped being reluctant, said a few words to Wang Hetai casually, and then went to other places.

"You have a good vision." Wang Hetai raised his wine glass towards the black mask, "Seeing that you are usually so rational, I didn't expect you to fight."

The black mask didn't hold the wine in his hand. He slightly lowered his chin and looked at Jin Zhou in his arms: "I'm a man too."

"Play slowly." Wang Hetai said, "There are rooms upstairs for the guests."

After Wang Hetai left, the spectators gradually dispersed.

One of the highlights of the early stage of the reception was that Jin Zhou would "get the flower", but now that the black mask got it, no one else was interested.

The black mask—no, to be precise, the well-dressed judge—finally let go of Jin Zhou's waist, but the anger in his tone did not decrease much.

"Why are you here?" The angry eyes were mixed with possessiveness, and I don't know which one is better.

But Jin Zhou recovered from the crisis, and couldn't help being angry and funny. He showed a ruffian that didn't match his makeup, looked at Yang Shiyu and asked, "Working overtime?"

Yang Shiyu pursed his lips, but did not answer.

Jin Zhou flicked the anti-skid chain under the black mask with his middle finger, and almost whistled: "You are really good, Yang Shiyu."

An unbearable hostility flashed across the eyes behind the mask, and Yang Shiyu said hoarsely, "Go to the room upstairs."

Jin Zhou was naturally not happy: "I'm still undercover—hey, don't pinch my waist!"