"I am very honored to receive the gift from Miss Su. I wish you a happy evening." Zhang Yingyang seemed not angry and put the handful of melon seeds back on the plate with a smile.

Back on the dance floor, Zhang Yingyang seemed to have completely forgotten the embarrassing scene that happened just now. He was still the prince in the eyes of girls.

He swept over the girls who flirted at him like a concubine, took the hand of a French beauty, danced with her, and then said goodbye to leave the college auditorium.

Mr. Zhang had that gentle smile on his face when he went out, and he would also communicate politely with those passers-by who had no idea what he was named. It was not until he was completely away from the crowd that the smile on his face disappeared.

"You guys, you forced me," Zhang Yingyang's words were filled with a strong sense of hatred. This kind of shameful behavior has happened today. His handsome face was distorted and became extremely gloomy.

He took out his cell phone and found the number of a guy he didn't want to approach in his address book. The string of numbers seemed like a cold poisonous snake in his eyes.

"Good evening, Mr. Zhang, I got a pair of twins tonight. Are you interested in playing together?" A frivolous voice came from the phone, and a woman's giggle.

Zhang Yingyang was full of contempt for this guy and said respectfully: "President, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Let me guess what you're going to ask me for the night," the president's voice still had the cynical tone, without any fluctuations.

What are you pretending? Zhang Yingyang cursed inwardly.

"I think about it. Today's freshman dance, the mixed-race beautiful girl named Su who you are chasing recently should be here too. You came to me for her, right?" asked the president.

"Yes, I hope the president can help me." Zhang Yingyang said.

"That girl is so awesome, I'm also very moved. But her background is a little troublesome. But if she took the initiative and we had videos as evidence, there would be no problem. Yingyang, you are my good friend, so good friends should share it together, and we can enjoy this girl together."

Zhang Yingyang was possessive. The man's words made him feel uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to offend him, so he had to take out his own chips, "President, what do you think of my Porsche 911?"

The president on the other end of the phone didn't say anything, only the screams of the woman.

Vampire, it’s best to die suddenly in the bed. You damn devil, Zhang Yingyang cursed in his heart. He gritted his teeth and played his trump card with some pain, "President, I just ordered a McLaren slr some time ago."

"Classic McLaren orange body, black interior, convertible, red pull-line hot wheels, sports red shark gill side vents, good, I like it very much, I promise that beautiful mixed-race girl will fall in love with you, I will let her take off her clothes and climb onto your bed." The president said with satisfaction.

Zhang Yingyang didn't say anything. He ordered the car and didn't tell anyone. Even his father who gave him money didn't know what car he wanted to buy. Only the car manufacturer knew about these configuration parameters. The car manufacturer emphasized that user information would not be leaked.

He felt a little creepy. I don’t know when the president started staring at his car, or did his every move beneath the surveillance of this man?

Sports Car Club President Cao Jin is a legend in the circle of this group of international students.

Cao Jin's family conditions are average. His father is a small boss who runs a toy factory. He relied on fooling his family to buy a low-end Porsche 718 that he had lost in unknown ways and got into a sports car club with the rich second generation.

Cao Jin relied on that broken Porsche to dress up as a tall, rich and handsome girl, and he especially liked to attack Chinese students.

Some girls from working families go abroad with the idea of ​​changing their destiny and easily feel lost after crossing the ocean to a foreign country. Coupled with the plot of Chinese people, a group of whites and blacks are more willing to believe in Chinese who are both yellow-skinned and Chinese-speaking.

Cao Jin approached these innocent girls with purpose and let them fall into his trap step by step.

He used all kinds of dirty means to brainwash by reducing parents' pressure, lures of luxury goods, videos and violent threats, drugs, and he used all kinds of dirty means to his compatriots.

Then it was his job to introduce these girls he had dealt with to those rich second-generations who drove sports cars.

This kind of work is commonly known as pimp.

And it is not an ordinary pimp. Many of the methods he uses are suspected of committing illegal crimes. His business is extremely risky.

The greater the risk, the greater the profit.

Others spend money on college, but he earns money on college. He also relied on the commissions of the girls he was coerced and tempted by him to buy luxury cars and live a life of a truly rich second generation.

Cao Jin has always been very accurate in his eyes. He is targeting girls with weak personalities and average family conditions. He has never had any problems before. In the end, he became more and more courageous and aimed at some rich girls who seem to be easier to attack.

He finally kicked the iron plate, his crime was revealed, and he faced more than ten years of imprisonment, and everyone thought he was finished.

However, on the day of the trial, the girl who originally claimed that she was threatened by violence said that she really loved Cao Jin. What's even more magical is that the witness girl actually fought with the judge's daughter on the spot for Cao Jin.

From that day on, Cao Jin changed, from a dirty pimp who was looked down upon to a godfather-like character.

As long as you make your request, students from various countries in Asia, Europe, South America, and African women, female students from the United States, whether they are female students from Ivy League, or extremely conservative religious girls, or even some lesbians, can correct her and make her fall in love with you. In terms of women, he can do everything.

Some people call Cao Jin the god of picking up girls, but Zhang Yingyang thinks this guy is not a god, but a devil.

Zhang Yingyang will never forget that day, he and Cao Jin were sitting among the slumped women on the ground, smoking a big mat, smoke filled the air, and the smell of secretions was full of fishy smell. He saw Cao Jin's eyes in a daze, and was suddenly awakened by fear. They were golden eyes like devils.

Zhang Yingyang put down the phone and hesitated on his face. He knew that he was making a deal with the devil, but when he thought of Su Xiaoxiang's charming face, he felt itchy again.

McLaren is very expensive, but if Su Xiaolu really falls in love with him, he will make a lot of money in this business.
Chapter completed!