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In the dining room, Amao opened up the chair for Jin Zeli under the guidance of Chen Xing, and waited for the other person to take a seat before sitting down on the opposite side.

"I recently made a small amount of money from playing stocks. It's rare to invite the big beauties in our class to dinner. Just order whatever you like, don't be polite to me."

A Mao passed the menu with both hands, and the wording was also Chen Xingjiao's. The main reason for choosing this grade of western restaurant is to avoid exceeding your budget, otherwise you will lose a lot of money if you eat hundreds of gold coins for a meal.

Chen Xing still had some small cares in the depths of his heart. After all, he was not picking up girls on his own, but helping others to pick up girls, and it was not worth spending too much.

The reason for speculating in stocks is to let Ali see Gao Amao a bit, showing her personal business ability, and forming the expectation that she may make money in the future.

In fact, many times, girls are not greedy for vanity, but for a sense of security. The core of picking up girls is to make girls feel safe. Following a man does not necessarily have to be fragrant and spicy, but the basic survival problem must be solved.

This is why many boys have no money, but they are still welcomed by girls. That is because girls see hope in them and the possibility of making money in the future.

But then again, the requirements of beautiful women are generally higher than the average level, because their social value is high, the expected quality of life is naturally rising.

This topic really aroused Jin Zeli's interest, "Are you still trading in stocks? Not bad, not bad, how much did you make?"

"I haven't calculated it in detail, but there should be several hundred." Amao said uncertainly. This is also Chen Xingjiao's, Mu Ling's ambiguity will appear more mysterious, and girls will unconsciously dream about the highest possibility.

"No wonder I'm full of self-confidence these few days. It turns out that I made a fortune secretly." Jin Zeli was half ridiculing, half groaning. With bright eyes and white teeth, and smiling brows, A Mao was stunned at once.

"Ha ha, ha ha..." Amao flushed, scratching his head habitually, making a pig laugh.

On the other side, Chen Xing grabbed his hair hard, feeling a sense of madness that fell short of success.

"Don't laugh!" Chen Xing scolded very ironically, "you will be done if you laugh again!"

For girls, this silly and lewd laughter is tantamount to desperately poisonous, ranging from goose bumps all over the body, like sitting on pins and needles, but without saying a word, just get up and leave.

Voice through

After passing the earphones to Amao, the latter immediately stopped the pig's smile, forced his face up, and returned to his dignified appearance.

"I'm losing weight recently, so my facial muscles are a bit stiff, sometimes I can't control it. I'm sorry, it made you laugh." Amao said seriously.

Jin Zeli, who had already frowned, stretched out again, and asked dubiously, "Are you losing weight?"

"Yes, I run five kilometers a day, do 100 push-ups, eat only vegetables and rice, and buy a physique potion to strengthen it later..."

Amao said dearly.

"It's not bad, stick to it." Jin Zeli encouraged.

"With Miss Ali's encouragement, I feel full of power in my whole body, even if I die, I will stick to it!" Amao said vowedly.

Licking the dog to the end is nothing, but if you don't lick, you don't even have a chance to speak.

"Haha, I really can talk..." Jin Zeli pursed her lips, "You weren't like this before, have you suddenly become acquainted with it recently?"

A Mao was silent for a long time, slowly turned his head, and looked out the window, "People will always grow up..." There was a bit of deep and melancholy in his voice, "You know, my family is not rich, father and My mother works very hard. I have to work hard. I want to be a successful businessman, do business all over the world and let them live a good life, so I have learned business and stocks since I was a child..."

The ideals of men are always fatal to women. Even if Jin Zeli always looked down on Amao, at this moment, she still looked like a little girl, showing a little admiration. Although it was only a moment and the time was negligibly short, Chen Xing knew that some things had been quietly changing.

Of course, all of this stems from his confidence in his technique of picking up girls. After all, the eldest lady of Ye Yang's family has fallen, and the king-level powerhouse has also been tricked into bed. What else can he not do?

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Amao put away the man's deep, gentle smile, "I heard that the duck breast in this shop is very good. Would you like to try it?"

"Okay, you're going to be the host tonight, and I'll listen to you." Jin Zeli closed the menu and said obediently.

Seeing Jin Zeli's little girlish attitude, Amao immediately became excited, and the corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously. Seeing that something is about to happen again, observe this through the monitor

Chen Xing hurriedly stopped: "Don't laugh!"

"Would you like to drink?" Amao asked, and then said, "We are students and can't drink. Do you want a bunch of pitaya and pear juice?"

Proposing to drink and then denying drinking, and then turning into juice, this is meaningful. When you first contact with girls, you must give each other a sense of security. Drinking can cause girls to worry about "borrowing alcohol to commit crimes". Mention it, and immediately deny it, it will make girls have a wave of emotions.

This guy is plotting bad things, badass!

Oh, no, I misunderstood him. He is a decent gentleman, and he can really take care of people.

Next, Amao followed Chen Xing's instructions and ordered a table of Kanazari's favorite dishes. As for how to know, it is very simple. Chen Xing has all-weather monitoring information of Nova, and Jin Zeli has no secrets in front of him.

What brand of underwear to wear, what brand of skin care products to use, what I ate at noon today, and what was written in my diary, standing naked in front of Chen Xing.

After a while, the dishes came, and the two of them ate while chatting.

With Chen Xing's help, Amao made a lot of witty words and flattery, making Jin Zeli very happy.

Chen Xing suddenly felt a little melancholy. He racked his brains to coax a girl whose appearance was similar to that of his maid, who was especially humble and lowly, which was really uncomfortable.

Jin Zeli is also equivalent to those of Ye Qian and Li Rou. When is he not aloof and arbitrarily driven to enjoy, when is it his turn to kneel and lick...

"Huh, why are you wearing headphones?"

Just as Chen Xing was suffering from gains and losses, Jin Zeli's suspicious voice suddenly came from the speaker of the portable screen.

"I, I, this, that..."

Amao knew from the back that Chen Xing knew that there was a ghost in his heart. When asked by Jin Zeli, he immediately became confused, and even spoke incoherently.

Chen Xing's secret thoughts were not good, and Amao's mental quality was too poor. He was thinking like lightning how to deal with it, and Jin Zeli's voice sounded over there again, this time with a bit of displeasure.

"Is it so boring to eat with me? Still secretly listening to music!"

Chen Xing couldn't help but sighed and whispered, "Brother, you can only rely on yourself for the rest..."