"Handsome guy, alone?"

"right."

Wang Yan nodded, took the initiative to raise his glass, and joked with a bit of self-deprecation: "Young lady is kind-hearted. Did you come here to comfort me because you feel sorry for me?"

"Haha! That's almost it!"

The girl found it interesting and laughed heartily. After toasting, she directly extended an invitation: "Since I'm bored alone, what do you think, do you want to share a table with us?"

Wang Yan then looked at the other party carefully.

The overhead light went out and the place was very dark now, and I could only barely see an outline.

I am about 25 years old. I’m wearing a belt and clothes that are unrecognizable but of good quality. My necklace is made of platinum with diamonds. There is even a circle of diamonds on my watch. When I shine a spotlight on it, it creates a dazzling brilliance.

Why?!

Why does it seem to be another Cartier?!

Well, a family that is not short of money.

As for appearance, I roughly estimate it to be about 75 points, so she should not be a kept mistress, but a rich lady from a good family.

Although the young lady was not particularly beautiful, her smile was hearty and friendly, so Wang Yan did not refuse directly, but just smiled.

"Thank you for coming here. Then I'll go over and offer a toast."

Carrying his own wine bottle and glass, he turned around and walked to the other party's table in three steps.

Wang Yan has nothing to be afraid of now. 90% of his old habit of hanging silk has been worn away. He only knows a few women, so he doesn't follow his heart.

Facing the eyes of a total of five ladies, Luo Luo toasted generously.

"Hello, beauties. It's rare that we are neighbors. Let me propose a glass of wine and wish you have a good time today!"

While they were toasting, Wang Yan noticed that there was a gaze that seemed to be lingering on his chest, abdomen and thighs.

Uh, it must be an illusion, right?

After drinking and chatting for a few words, everyone got to know each other for the first time.

If I read it correctly, the people here should all be wealthy people, aged between 22 and 32 years old. Two of them may be white-collar workers, and the remaining three are hard to tell, looking like eldest or young ladies with nothing to do.

Rich woman.

Good looks...can't be described in just one word.

They are all good with makeup, but just looking at their foundation, it seems that only the top one can score 80 points, called Sister Han.

The one with the highest status among them is Sister Han, who is a bit of a stickler for her word.

The young lady who came to call Wang Yan was Da Luo, a very outgoing and outgoing girl from the imperial capital.

Wang Yan originally planned to hang out with them. Anyway, he just came to the nightclub to experience it. There was nothing wrong with making new friends.

If you don't have that kind of mentality, it doesn't matter how good you look, as long as you have a good personality.

However, Wang Yan quickly realized something was wrong.

Why does Sister Han look at me... a little strange?

Before Wang Yan could confirm whether it was an illusion, the sister came over and asked intimately: "What kind of wine does the little brother like? I'm treating you to a treat today, so don't be polite to me!"

Damn it!

Wang Yan was really confused.

Sister, look at my outfit, do I look like I can’t afford to drink?

I didn't have any evil thoughts about you, but you fell in love with a man?

Moreover, you said that you are quite beautiful, you are a charming young woman, and you are rich, so you should have no shortage of admirers. What do you see in me?

It's not scientific...

In fact, Wang Yan is a bit underestimating himself. His appearance score of 74 is not very handsome, but he is already in the excellent category.

And the most important thing is that she has a smooth body shape, perfect leg shape, wide shoulders, long legs and round buttocks. She wears a bit tight Hermès, her chest muscles are slightly bulging, and she really smells like meat.

And the light is so dark, except you, a freak with a vision of 5.8 who is still blind, who can see your outfit clearly?

All people look at are hormones!

Wang Yan didn't want to understand, but that didn't stop him from refusing.

Are you kidding me? Isn’t it embarrassing to let a rich woman take down a powerful person and take her away?!

Just at this time, the phone suddenly vibrated, and Wang Yan immediately made an excuse to escape.

"Sorry, I'm looking for a friend, so you guys can play first."

I returned to my seat and opened WeChat and found several messages from Yu Hao.

The content is four group photos of a dozen girls in total. Just looking at the photos, all of them have a score of 90 or above.

Yu Hao said: "Young Master Wang, these are the regular customers who came today. There are not many tables open today in the middle of the week. There are two waves of beauties who have already opened the reception, and there are two particularly beautiful ones in the remaining wave. If you are not interested in having fun by yourself, I will invite you."

Did they go over to play with you?"

How much alcohol can Wang Yan drink by himself?

If you have a beautiful girl playing with you, you can at least get two more cheap shots.

Of course, Yu Hao's eyesight is not that shallow. He hopes to keep Wang Yan in check, so he doesn't care how much he spends today.

In fact, the last wave of beauties did not come by themselves, but were specially called by Yu Hao.

And it is the best that Yu Hao can't control at all.

The method is very simple -

Go to Patek Philippe's official website to search for the model number of the watch, and send the picture with the price to the girl's WeChat account.

Attached is a description of the situation: "XX, today there is a newcomer to the nightclub at 13, a 20-year-old handsome young man. It is his first time to go out. He is wearing Hermès + Patek Philippe. Don't say that Brother Hao doesn't take care of you. Can you come over if you have time?"

They were instantly settled to form a high-looking, super-killing team.

The routines in nightclubs are always so sexy that outsiders cannot imagine.

Is marketing a part-time job as a pimp?

In most cases, no.

Under special circumstances, yes.

The salesperson of every top nightclub has a lot of contact information of the first and second generation of rich people. They usually have no way to talk to them, but when they are in need, they will take the initiative to come to them.

At the same time, he also held a lot of really beautiful girls in his hands.

Basically, they are divided into two categories.

The first type is purely for entertainment and relaxation. They have a good family background and good job. They care more about the appearance of boys and focus on their own experience.

The second type is the hunter who has the idea of ​​catching a rich man-in-law. They play casually when there is no chance, go home happily, and take the initiative when the opportunity arises.

Both types of beauties are extremely difficult to get, but they are very different.

The first type pays more attention to feeling. If it feels right, it can take the initiative to pull you to dance or even throw you into a hug. Its eyes have 220 volts of high-voltage electricity.

Marketing is not very good at swaying them.

If Sister Han were 10 years younger, she would probably be able to meet the first category standard. Now...it depends on personal aesthetics.

The second category belongs to the kind of humanoid scanner that can identify the authenticity of luxury goods with the naked eye in a dark environment.

Ordinary men, wearing a pair of rhinestone jeans, a pair of AJs, an LV belt and carrying a Prada handbag, look glamorous and fashionable, but no one cares about you.

A rhinestone, a replica T-shirt, a bad earring, or a substandard watch will instantly make the rest of your investment worthless.

Boys who often come to top nightclubs often see very beautiful girls sitting in the booths with their heads down playing with their mobile phones. They play for half the night, which makes people wonder what apps are installed on their mobile phones.

Eighty percent of the time, she is the second type of girl.

Don't flirt, it's useless, there is no shortage of wine and soft drinks, any nightclub you go to has a free counter and unlimited drinks.

There are often stuffy white-collar workers who grit their teeth and stomp their feet, smash out ten thousand or twenty thousand, set up a table with good wine, and think that they can make the scene look charming.

In fact, the best result is just to add WeChat and become the "hehe" object when chatting.

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Some very high-spirited beauties don't pay attention to the middle-aged tycoons who are trying to trick them, and they only want to catch Fang Xiaowu, a young, wealthy and single man.

What should I do if I can’t catch it?

If you can’t catch anything, go home!

It's just a night of fun. It's time to go to school and go to work on Monday. Anyway, it won't be cheap for those slings who come to the disco with steel drums.

Marketing is also less able to motivate them.

The most you can do is provide people with a free table and an unlimited supply of 1,000-price wine and beer. Any top nightclub can do this, so why should they give you face?

It’s not like I have clearly marked the price!
To be continued...