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270. Miss Rich

From Mengxier's elegant movement of cutting steaks, Zhou Dalin could tell that the girl's daily life was comfortable and rich, which means she didn't have to run for her livelihood.

In the Western world, the rich and the working class are different, and they can be distinguished from the diet and movements.

Rich people have plenty of time to waste. When eating, they can be calm and unhurried, and try to be elegant as much as possible.

How can the working class have so much free time? Buy a burger at noon or get a self-heating food for a meal.

If you are all like Mengxier, you will be late for work after dinner.

From this point of view, this girl is not a working class at all.

This is strange. How did Zhao Shihao find such a rich girl to cooperate with him? And how could such a girl be willing to participate in such a despicable conspiracy?

Did he guess wrong? This girl has nothing to do with Zhao Shihao?

However, if there is no relationship between them, this girl is a rich girl who comes to China to ask for a debt, and is so depressed that she has no money to eat, stay in a hotel, and will not be able to explain this.

This time, there were more and more mysteries in his heart.

But no matter what the situation was, Zhou Dalin decided to implement his plan to the end.

When his plan was completed, Mengxier had no way out and the answer was solved.

Looking at Meng Xier, who was sitting opposite him in the buffet restaurant, gracefully cutting steak, Zhou Dalin asked her lightly: "Did you agree with my conditions?"

After hearing his inquiry, Meng Xier put down the knife and fork, sighed softly and said, "So what if you don't agree? I have no way out now."

"Very good." Zhou Dalin still said lightly, "From now on, you belong to me for two months. When you are full, go to the same place with me."

"Where?" Mengxier asked.

"A place to eat, drink, play, enjoy, enjoy," he replied to her.

Mengxier stopped talking and focused on cutting the remaining steak in front of him.

If the steak is not finished quickly, it will taste bad if it is cold.

This is also the priority for Western rich people to eat. While maintaining the elegant eating habits, they also have to solve the battle before the steak becomes cold. In Western lady training courses, there are special training contents on eating steak, and now Mengxier makes it, which is completely kissed and mixed.

This girl is likely to have attended a lady's school.

If Mengxier is really poor, what she should care most about now is how Zhou Dalin paid her the 100,000 yuan.

Zhou Dalin would definitely not want to pay it in advance. What if Mengxier took the money and ran away?

Meng Xier would not agree to the payment afterwards. Two months later, Zhou Dalin will not be able to pay the bill? After all, this is an illegal private transaction. Even if Zhou Dalin refuses the bill, she has no place to make any decision.

So, she should ask Zhou Dalin about the payment method, then bargain and reach a consensus.

However, she didn't ask, and she still had time to worry about the cold steak.

"Just eat until you are not hungry. Let's leave here and go to a better place. There is better food there." Zhou Dalin said.

Meng Xier then put down his knife and fork again and followed Zhou Dalin to leave the cafeteria.

This time, Zhou Dalin drove out, and was still the same Jaguar. He was nostalgic and still has no choice but to throw away this car he bought six years ago.

For ordinary working people, six years of car is not considered old. But Zhou Dalin is already a rich man, with only one car and only six years of driving. Few rich men are so frugal.

Moreover, this car has lost its price now and does not meet his identity. A rich man of his level does not have a luxury car such as Rolls-Royce or Bentley, so it will make people laugh at him when he goes out.

Zhou Dalin did not pay attention to identity. He felt that identity was a burden. Rich people who were highly anticipated were much more tired than ordinary people.

Jaguar left Linshui City and drove onto the highway leading to the provincial capital. Mengxier sat on the passenger seat expressionlessly, and did not ask where he wanted to take her.

Zhou Dalin took out the phone while driving.

"Lao Wang, are there anyone following us?"

Anyway, the foreigner around him couldn't understand Chinese, so he didn't avoid her.

Lao Wang replied to him: "There are three cars and one medium-sized van, and there are about fifteen people."

Damn, no need to guess, this little foreigner belongs to Zhao Shihao.

A trace of disdain appeared slightly at the corner of his mouth. He stepped on the accelerator and Jaguar flew out in a flash.

Zhao Shihao either used such a clumsy trick to deal with him or underestimated him too much.

Jaguar's speed was 18, and the sedan behind could barely keep up with him, and the van wouldn't work.

Meng Xier noticed that he suddenly accelerated the car, but he was still expressionless and looked indifferent.

It seems that this foreign girl has been racing a lot abroad, and her speed of 180% is not new to her, and she is not afraid at all.

When we were about to arrive at the provincial capital, Zhou Dalin got off the expressway at a nearby intersection and drove onto a county road. After driving along the county road for more than ten miles, a large antique building with green tiles appeared in front of us. It was antique and looked very grand.

When he arrived at the gate of the building, he stopped the car and got out of Mengxier.

The gate is also antique, imitating the gatehouse from the Warring States Period. Under the multi-story flat roof and oblique eaves is a house covered with coated glass. In the middle of the building, there are two glass doors.

As soon as they came out of the car, two young and handsome guys came out of the door, wearing white half-sleeved shirts and black trousers, wearing ties, ran to them quickly and bowed slightly.

"Is it Mr. Zhou?" a young man asked.

The waiters here will not remember any customer. Only when the customer calls to make an appointment and says their exclusive number here, will they find out what the person’s surname is and the license plate number based on this number. Then, they will judge whether the person coming is the customer who made the appointment based on the license plate number.

When the young man asked, Zhou Dalin said "hmm" and asked the waiter in turn: "Are there many customers today?"

The young man replied to him, "Today, there are no other guests except you."

Zhou Dalin nodded, handed the car keys to one of the guys, and followed the other guy and took Meng Xier into the gate.

Beside the main gate is an empty hall. The floor tiles on the floor are light to see, and even the walls are paved with materials like floor tiles. A circle of mahogany Taishi Chairs are placed along the surrounding walls. In front of each Taishi Chair, there is a large mahogany tea table.

These furniture are all antique carved, and the price of each piece is more than tens of thousands of yuan.

Apart from these chairs and coffee tables, there is nothing in the hall. At first glance, it looks like a mahogany furniture exhibition hall.

After entering the elevator, the young man took them to the fourth floor.

The corridor on the fourth floor is no different from other ordinary buildings. The floor is covered with carpets and wall cloths are attached to the walls. However, the carpet is a little thicker, and people will not make any sound when walking on it.

The waiter stopped at the door of a room at the end of the corridor, turned around and said to Zhou Dalin, "This is the room you booked." After that, he turned the door handle and opened the door.

The room is not ordinary. In the living room of more than 40 square meters, there are European-style sofas and coffee tables that imitate the palace. Other furniture and furnishings around are also European-style, revealing elegance.

On the wall behind the sofa, a huge oil painting was hung, depicting a scene of a forest clearing, with a round dining cloth in the middle filled with food. Three young men and women were surrounding the dining cloth, discussing something enthusiastically.

In the background behind this group of people, there were two or three men and three men and women, surrounded by tall trees with lush branches and leaves.

Strangely, the three people sitting around the tablecloth were in suits and tie, with long temples that were popular in the late 19th century, and a gentlemanly dress. The sitting woman was not covered with any trace.

The gentlemen who were not wearing clothes, guarding the two suits and ties and civilized hats, had a natural expression. The woman leaned forward and reached for the food on the tablecloth without any shyness.

This painting was painted by famous painters at that time, and is said to express people's desire for freedom and equality in the late 19th century.

The only thing Zhou Dalin could understand from this painting was only two words: lustful.

Meng Xier beside him was very curious about this room. He turned her beautiful little head and looked up and down, left and right.

This room is an ensuite. In addition to the living room, there is also a bedroom. The bedroom is also like the living room, with European decorative style, exquisite and gorgeous. The most interesting thing is the double bed in the bedroom, which is hung in the air with iron chains. When you touch it with your hands, it will sway back and forth, like a cradle.

The waiter told Zhou Dalin if he had any instructions, he could press the button next to the coffee table and summon him to come at any time. In addition, the horse farm, swimming pool, and golf course in the manor are all open normally, and if you want to go there, you can do it at any time.

After the waiter finished introducing the article, he bowed slightly to Zhou Dalin and Meng Xier and was about to leave, but Zhou Dalin stopped him.

"Come on, come to the sofa and sit down. I have something to ask you." He said to the waiter, then walked to the largest sofa in the living room and sat down.

The waiter did not dare to sit, but just followed him and stood not far away.

"If you have anything, just give me instructions."

He bowed slightly to Zhou Dalin again and stood slightly bent.

It can be seen that the male waiter has undergone rigorous training, speaks gentlely, and makes every move very thoughtful and polite.

"Have we not added any new projects here?" Zhou Dalin asked him.

At this time, Meng Xier also came over and went to the single sofa next to Zhou Dalin.

The waiter replied to Zhou Dalin: "We have a lot of projects here, and our boss has been developing new programs, but there is no good idea that can satisfy the VIPs. If you have any new ideas, you can tell me and I will definitely convey them to our boss."

Zhou Dalin said, "You can't think of any new program, where do I want to go?" After thinking about it, he said, "Are the old people still there in the massage room?"

The waiter replied: "Two Thai masseuses came last month, and their spa service is still very popular."

"Oh?" Zhou Dalin seemed quite interested in this and said, "You can introduce it to me briefly."

The waiter said: "In addition to regular massage and oil push, the male technician's muscle relaxation technique is very popular among everyone, especially for women. After a set of massage, they all said it is very comfortable and useful."

"Well, I'll try it later." Zhou Dalin said. Then he asked, "I heard what you mean, there are new female technicians. Do they have any specialties?"

The waiter said: "The female technician has a unique skill, and I'm afraid there is no one in China so far."

"What kind of skill?" Zhou Dalin asked.

The waiter said: "Catch the dragon tendons."

"What is this?" he asked again.

The waiter looked at Mengxier and stopped talking.

Zhou Dalin said, "It's okay, she doesn't understand Chinese, just say it."

So the waiter blushed and introduced what the massage was to Zhou Dalin in detail.


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