My Star Girlfriend is Actually My Big Black Fan

"Okay, what you say counts." Tang Ze laughed, this lovely woman.

"Yeah." Li Muqing nodded earnestly and agreed. This must be replaced by a joke about Tang Ze before, and he wants to make money to support you.

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Tang Ze's face gradually disappeared. Looking at the city of Toyama, he didn't lie to Li Muqing. He didn't know anyone in Country H. On the contrary, there were many enemies, and they couldn't afford to lose.

The dinner tonight is really unpredictable, but it makes people excited.

Tang Ze couldn't help touching his hands, as if he hadn't fight for a long time, his hands were a little itchy.

In the afternoon, the H country media was on the news, and Tang Ze was warmly welcomed to H country, and there was also a video.

Seeing the clipped video, I once again admired the media of H country. Where did the videos of throwing eggs and stabbing knives went, and the capture technology was good, so I just happened to shoot the welcome people, who are probably actors.

And there weren't any of those who spoke badly at each other. Chenghua has been in the mix for most of his life, and it is the first time to enjoy this kind of treatment. It is really not something ordinary people can enjoy, and resources need to be used to cover it up.

But I feel more and more not so safe tonight.

As night fell gradually, Tang Ze changed into a light gray suit and tried it. The toughness was quite good, and he could kick it out even with a high sweep.

"Brother, call if you have anything to do." Ye Fan said seriously, his father has a strong relationship, and if something happens, he should be brazen and beg his father.

Tang Ze straightened his tie and smiled: "Don't worry, the landlord fights for a while. It feels that the climate here is a bit wet."

Before everyone could say anything, there was a knock on the door.

Sure enough, it was the manager who made a respectful gesture.

Tang Ze took the lead to walk out, and the manager looked at the three people in the room, smiled and brought the door to the room, and he and Tang Ze went to the parking lot.

A Bentley drove slowly, the manager opened the door, and Tang Ze got in the car without saying anything. As for the destination, it depends on God's will.

Entering the city avenue, Tang Ze closed his eyes quietly and thought, but when he opened his eyes again, the car had already driven out of the city, with street lights on both sides, and a subtle atmosphere filled the car.

In another fifteen minutes, the street lights on both sides were gone, and it was in a state of black light.

Tang Ze felt that if he was going to execute himself secretly, it was too fierce.

But five minutes later, Tang Ze saw a brightly lit building in the distance. It seems that this is the destination for tonight!

When you come to the door, you see a 15-meter-high arched gate, which looks very magnificent, with small waterfalls on both sides, and the sound of clear water sounds particularly comfortable.

Tang Ze felt that this place should be a private club, but if it is located in the suburbs, there might be something shameful about this private club.

The driver talked to the security guard a few times, and the door opened.

The entire clubhouse is very quiet, with huge French windows in the front, and artificial creeks on the periphery. The floor is not high, it seems that there are only two floors.

Daping is full of luxury cars, and the 7 series under Tang Ze’s **** is the worst. It seems that this is also meaningful.

The driver opened the door at this time and gestured towards the door.

Tang Ze got out of the car and sorted out his suit. He looked calm and walked towards the clubhouse in front. At this time, a woman appeared at the door, a typical H country beauty. It is estimated that she would be sought after outside, but here, she was just a waiter. .

"Mr. Tang, please come with me." The woman spoke in a rather uncomfortable Chinese, but her expression was very respectful.

Tang Ze followed the woman, his eyes fixed on the willow waist of others, but his mind felt that he was waiting for a moment. It was really worrying. This **** was really upset.

Soon the woman took Tang Ze to a door, stepped back respectfully, folded her hands on her lower abdomen and arched her body slightly, her chest bottomless.

I don't know what kind of person this president is.

Just about to knock on the door, the door was opened by the person inside. A strong man in a suit and sunglasses stood still after opening the door.

Tang Ze took a look and walked in. The box was spacious. On the right was a dining table, but there was no one sitting on the dining table, but singing on the sofa in front.

Except for the brawny man at the door, there are five other people standing around watching. Although they are wearing sunglasses, Tang Ze feels that their eyes are on himself.

And I saw a familiar figure on the sofa. Isn't this Jin Tae-soo? It seems that he has recovered well and is alive and well.

The one who sang was a young man who didn't wear high-end clothes. He sang love songs with a white T-shirt and black shorts. Although I didn't understand it, I still felt a little knowledgeable.

Kim Tae-soo on the sofa also saw Tang Ze, and his eyes turned bad. It seemed to remember that when he was abused in an octagonal cage that day, it was a shame for a lifetime. I didn’t expect this guy to dare to go to a banquet. Do you think this is still Ninghai City!

Although annoyed, Kim Tae Soo did not say anything until the young man finished singing.

The bodyguard on the side handed a black headset, which seemed to be something inside the translator, and Tang Ze didn't want to put it on.

The young man picked up the headset on the table and put it on. Although he was singing, he knew that Tang Ze was coming.

"Hi, Tang Ze, I finally saw you." The man turned and laughed, looking very enthusiastic, and he came over to give Tang Ze a hug.

Tang Ze also responded enthusiastically: "Chairman, thank you for your hospitality."

"President, that's my dad, you just call me Che Yuanming."

"Then I would be more respectful than fate." Tang Ze followed hypocritically.

"Please sit down." Cha Yuanming is about the same figure as Tang Ze, with the face of the Korean idol Oppa, which is definitely the kind of handsome young lady likes, but Tang Ze thinks that this should be a product of artificial work.

Che Yuanming unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, poured himself a glass, and poured another glass for Tang Ze.

"thanks."

Tang Ze watched Cha Yuanming drank it before drinking it.

"Tang Ze, it's okay to live." Che Yuanming took the electronic cigarette on the table and took a sip, spitting out thick smoke with the fragrance of fruit.

Tang Ze smiled and said, "Very comfortable."

"That's good, wherever there is a need, just tell the manager, I have explained it, and meet all your requirements." Che Yuanming smiled with a man's eyes.

Tang Ze just smiled and nodded, waiting for Cha Yuanming to say his purpose, but the young little chairman did not show off so quickly.

"Let's eat first, and talk while eating. The white truffles here are very delicious, as well as barbecue." As Cha Yuanming walked to the table, Tang Ze and Jin Taixiu also sat down.