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Chapter eight hundred and eighth

Compared to his own mansion, Han Jin now prefers to live on a yacht.

A comfortable and luxurious yacht configuration is no worse than his mansion, and it is even more exquisite.

Han Jin's villa was only 30 million Hong Kong dollars, but the total price of this yacht is 15 million. It is equivalent to concentrating the essence of half a luxury house on this small yacht. The so-called concentration is the essence. The comfort level of Ren Xiaoyao is indeed even better than that of a luxury house. In Han Jin's opinion, it is almost a six-star enjoyment.

Second, it is safe. The mansion has no long legs and cannot escape once it is targeted by someone. However, the yacht has legs and can drive into the vast sea at any time. It can not only avoid secret photos of unscrupulous reporters, but also avoid harassment from crazy fans.

Moreover, this yacht is twenty-three meters long and seven meters wide. It has very strong resistance to wind and waves, and can resist strong winds above level eight and huge waves above four meters. If it is just a small wind and waves, it will be like walking on flat ground, and you can't even feel a slight shaking.

Three conveniences. Hong Kong Island, Kowloon and New Territories all have long coastlines, with large and small docks, so Hanjin's yachts can be docked at any time. In the least, there are speedboats on the yachts, which can pick up and drop off people at any time, and it is not a problem whether it is leisure or office.

Han Jin even planned to equip a small helicopter on the yacht, so that it would be more convenient for him to travel in the future. At least he could go wherever he wanted in the entire Hong Kong region.

This time he made an appointment with Wen Bixia and Li Lizhen to meet on the yacht. One is to avoid harassment from unscrupulous reporters, and the other is to show them their financial resources, making them even more devoted to themselves.

"Li Lizhen..." he murmured to himself. Thinking of this ** who is famous for making third-level films, he couldn't help but feel a little concerned about the horse's mind.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Zhang, I think I'll talk about this today. If you have any questions, let's talk about it tomorrow." He smiled slightly.

Everyone here also heard his phone number and knew that he had another date, so they naturally didn't dare to stop him. They nodded together.

"Jin Shao, I'll give you it." Zhang Huazong, a performer from Nanyang, said with a hurried smile. He was naturally very respectful to Han Jin, the God of Wealth.

"No need to be polite. Mr. Zhang, please stay." Han Jin smiled, then took people away and followed him to the Deep Water Bay Yacht Club.

...

Half an hour later, Deepwater Bay Yacht Club.

Wen Bixia and Li Lizhen have arrived, but they don’t have a membership card and no invitation card, so they are directly stopped outside by the guard.

"It's so annoying. Don't they know who we are?" Li Lizhen couldn't help but curse.

No matter what, she is a well-known movie star. She is also known as a "student lover" in Hong Kong. These doormen are so arrogant that they don't even let her in the door. They are so angry. Are you afraid that I will go in and steal things?!

"Oh, don't be angry. Clubs like this can only be entered by members, and all the guests inside are not rich or noble. Although you and I are famous, in the eyes of others, they are just actors and playthings." Wen Bixia advised her.

She has also entered places like this several times and knows that the members are either high-ranking officials or nobles, rich and famous people. Little stars like them are completely indifferent to others and cannot even play with their power.

"Hmph! I will also apply for a membership card one day to let those doormen who are looking down on others take a good look." Li Lizhen cursed indignantly.

"Come on, the membership certificate here is only 1 million Hong Kong dollars. Do you have so much spare money to be angry with them?" Wen Bixia said with a lip . "What's more, the membership certificate is not just for money. It's not a celebrity or a rich man, and high-ranking officials and nobles have no chance at all."

Li Lizhen couldn't help but widen her eyes when she heard her say this, "So expensive?! Are you robbing money?"

She hasn't earned enough Hong Kong dollars for so many years since she debuted. Unexpectedly, the membership certificate of this club costs one million. It's even more cost-effective than robbing a bank.

"You think it's expensive, but some people think it's cheap." Wen Bixia smiled.

At least she has been with Han Jin for a few months and has seen some of the world. She knows that in the eyes of a wealthy man like Han Jin, one million Hong Kong dollars is just change.

When Li Lizhen heard her say this, she was a little skeptical and couldn't figure out how one million Hong Kong dollars would be cheap.

At this moment, a car was parked at the door, and then the window rolled down, revealing Han Jin's smiling face.

"What are you two doing when you stand outside the door?" he asked with a smile.

Wen Bixia and Li Lizhen couldn't help but feel happy when they saw him, and they were inevitably a little embarrassed. Li Lizhen, especially, was even more embarrassed. Her face was so embarrassed that she was red with shame, like a ripe shrimp.

This is not the first time she and Han Jin have met. The two have worked together on the drama "Shanghai Night". Later, they also had some contacts on filming "Happy Ghost", which can be regarded as a mutual friend relationship.

But now she is a product that she is selling at the top and is waiting to be sold at a price. She hopes to get Han Jin's blessing, which makes her naturally embarrassed and ashamed.

Just as she was about to turn her head and run away, she never saw Han Jin again, but her hand was grabbed by Wen Bixia, and then she pulled it to Han Jin's car. Then Wen Bixia opened the car door and pushed her in with one hand.

Li Lizhen was completely in a state of dismay and could not do anything at the mercy of Wen Bixia.

After getting on the car, Li Lizhen suddenly felt like she had electricity and she was frozen there.

Saying it is one thing, doing it is another.

When she was having dinner just now, she really thought it was beautiful. She would have countless wealth and glory as long as she slept with her for one night. What a simple thing.

But when things came to an end, she couldn't help but feel a little scared again.

After all, she is not a natural slut, so how could she not be nervous when she did such a thing for the first time?

Wen Bixia saw that she was like a wooden carving, her eyes were frozen, and she had no agility at all, like a dead fish.

This virtue, let alone seducing Fengliu talented men like Han Jin, who have seen countless people, even a foolish man will not be able to come.

"Oh, unlucky. If I had known that she was so useless, I would have replaced someone else." Wen Bixia couldn't help but complain, and then secretly poked her and said, "Azhen, Azhen, you are talking..."

Han Jin smiled. He had long been used to this kind of thing. Chen Yalun, Zhou Huimin, Li Saifeng and others were all like this, but this was just because they were too nervous.

"By the way, when did you come? Why are you standing at the door?" he asked with a smile when he changed the subject.

The nervousness is because of the lack of communication. Just chat and chat can resolve the current embarrassing situation. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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