My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang hastily.

"coming."

Inside the room, Jia Bo's shout could be heard faintly.

Soon, the light came closer.

"Click."

"Um?"

The door was opened, and Jiabo looked out in surprise with a red comb on his head: "Why are you back? Logically speaking, your time should not be that short?"

"roll."

Ethan pushed him away angrily, lit a cigarette and walked in:

"How did things go?"

"Hahaha."

Jiabo didn't answer, but laughed: "Is that woman rejecting you?"

"Here."

Raising his middle finger back, Ethan said angrily: "I am a gentleman, an honorable man, do you understand?"

"Besides, how could I leave you and play outside alone."

As soon as these words came out, Jiabo glanced over.

His eyes were full of disdain.

"The sentence you said before." He also raised his middle finger: "I don't even believe a single punctuation mark."

"But the last sentence moved me very much."

"Say it."

Ethan came to the living room with a cigarette in his mouth, where there was a laptop on the table: "What did you find?"

He sat down on the sofa and reached for the computer.

Brand new, brand new, it looked like it had just been purchased, and there were still films and packaging boxes in the trash can next to it.

On the screen, there are several pop-up windows.

Dazzling data fell like a waterfall from above.

"Snapped."

Jia Bo slapped the other party's hand away and threw himself on the sofa.

He put his legs on the table and lit a cigarette comfortably:

"Don't touch my computer."

"Who knows what your hands just touched." Glancing at the damaged knuckles, Jiabo sighed again: "You can be considered a troublemaker. How long has it been? Half an hour?"

"Meet a bunch of punks."

Ethan explained casually and then looked at Jiabo intently.

"Don't look at me like that."

Jia Bo held a cigarette in his mouth and looked over as if he was looking at an idiot: "My skills are good, but I'm not a god. I only have so much time to do what I can do."

"Tomorrow morning, almost."

Rough words or not, even he couldn't find the data out of thin air.

There are a lot of things involved in the middle.

He didn't bother to explain it to Ethan specifically, and he didn't even understand it.

"OK."

Ethan flicked the ash from his cigarette and curled his lips and said, "Do you need to keep an eye on it here, or what?"

"I don't want to be here all night."

Mia's figure just now made him anxious, and he urgently needed to find a place to have fun.

What's the use of making so much money if you don't spend it squandering it.

If you keep it on your body, you won't be able to lay eggs.

"Ha ha."

Jiabo had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. His eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Get your money ready, baby."

"You don't have to worry about the rest."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Ethan with disgust: "Please, I'm serious, can we change clothes?"

"This is Los Angeles, dress nice."

"That would make the ladies happier, don't you think?"

Ethan heard the latter words. He made a gesture of acceptance to Jabber, put out the cigarette butt simply, got up and went back to the room.

Seeing this, Jiabo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He also ran back to his room excitedly and started dressing up.

This word is not suitable for ordinary men, but for Jia Bo, it seems very appropriate.

Yes, the two came to attend the funeral.

But life must continue as it should, and this does not affect their mood for fun.

In just a few minutes, Ethan walked out of the room.

Her hair was combed and shiny, and she was wearing a casual formal suit. Of course, due to the weather, she was wearing a shirt with the sleeves rolled up.

Sunglasses, put on your head.

Patek Philippe shines brightly on the wrist.

Black leather shoes, shiny.

He looked like a thug in a suit.

He was dressed casually, not very formal, and very stylish.

"damn it."

After a while, Jabo walked out dressed very stylishly. When he saw Ethan, his eyes lit up: "That's what I said, you bastard should dress like this every day to make those bitches crazy."

Of course, this style is what he thinks.

In Ethan's opinion, this guy looked like a peacock in his gorgeous clothes.

"Patek Philippe?"

Jabo's eyes turned and fell on Ethan's wrist.

"Shet."

He cursed lowly, swooped over and grabbed the other person's wrist: "I have been eyeing this style for a long time. It is worth 1.5 million US dollars. It is a work of art among works of art."

"Asshole, those bitches will feel weak in their legs when they see this watch of yours."

"You like it?"

Ethan quickly took off the watch, hooked it with his fingers, put it in front of Jabber and waved it: "Come on, that's yours."

His expression was smiling and he seemed unconcerned.

As far as his friendship with Jiabo was concerned, this watch was nothing.

Anyway, I brought two or three yuan with me.

When you go out, you need to accurately control the time. Well, it's not just for show.

"are you serious?"

Jabo opened his mouth wide and looked at Ethan in surprise.

How much money did this damn guy make? He has become so arrogant after a while.

"Don't forget it."

Ethan curled his lips and retracted his gesture.

"Uh-huh."

With lightning speed, Jabo stretched out his hand and snatched this million-level watch away without ceremony.

At this time, there is no need to be polite.

If you miss it, it’s gone.

It really hurts to let him buy it by himself.

While Jabbert was happily toying with the Patek Philippe in his hand, Ethan put his hand into his pocket again, and put a Rolex on his wrist under the stunned gaze of the other party.

Likewise, it is also a million-level watch.

"Shet."

This arrogant look made Jiabo grin.

So sour.

"Let's go."

Ethan smiled, shook his watch, and grabbed a handful of Jabber's bald head: "I'll give you the watch, but you treat me tonight, or I'll take it back."

"no problem."

As soon as the sourness passed, Jabber suddenly smiled from ear to ear.

Compared with this watch, which costs more than one million yuan, going to a nightclub can cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan. I can only say that I got a huge advantage.

The two fist bumped each other and walked out of the door arm-in-arm.

Los Angeles nightlife has officially begun.

the next morning.

"Buzz buzz."

The vibrating cell phone woke Ethan up.

He yawned and pushed the thighs draped over him away.

I rubbed my other hand a few times, then picked up the phone. It was eight o'clock in the morning, and the funeral would be held in an hour and a half.

"Bah bang bang."

He waved his palm lightly and slapped the bed three times in succession.

Hip waves, rolling with the applause.

Three female students from the University of California, Los Angeles, were woken up by being slapped one after another. They opened their eyes drowsily and dropped onto the vests messily on the ground, with the four big letters of UCLA printed on them.

"Girls."

This youthful body made Ethan unable to put it down: "I still have thirty-four minutes, who would like to have a beautiful morning exercise?"

"I'm first."

The blonde female student let out a sweet cry and pounced forward like an octopus. (End of chapter)