Chapter 2: When the famous flowers have their master, I will give the famous flowers a loose soil (second update, monthly ticket!!)

Although Chen Yingxiong felt that his acting skills were very realistic, he seemed to be a handsome and profound aristocrat. However, for Ivanka, who grew up in the upper class circle since childhood, the person in front of him was an absolute country bumpkin temperament.

But she did not feel disliked because the other party was not a gentleman. She just didn't want to be disturbed at this time. "Sorry, sir." Although she was in a bad mood, Ivanka still smiled and politely declined the strange man in front of her.

Although there was no one around her during this period, it was not because she was unpopular, but because she politely rejected many men like Chen Yingxiong who came up to meet him with such a smile.

After being rejected, those gentlemen still smiled and said goodbye to her despite their regrets.

But if Ivanka thought the person in front of her would be like that, she would be very wrong.

In front of the beauty, Chen Yingxiong was not thick-skinned, but he was just thick-skinned.

When Chen Yingxiong saw that the other party rejected him, he was not discouraged. He knew that if he wanted to pick up girls, he had to be bold and careful and shameless.

People with shame cannot pick up girls, so they have to be ashamed.

Chen Yingxiong did not leave with a unique grace, but continued to stay where he was and smiled at Ivanka.

This time, the smile on his face was no longer the gentlemanly-like smile he pretended to be, but the kind of smile he was used to.

"I think you are bored, and I am also bored. Look, in the vast crowd, at such a big dinner, both of us happened to be bored. Does this mean we are very destined to be?"

"No, I don't think this dinner is boring, it's for the African children who can't eat..."

Chen Yingxiong yawned and shrugged: "Actually, it's just boring. No matter what the reason is, boring is boring."

After saying that, he reached out to wipe his eyes, and tears came out again...

Seeing a man dressed quite well, yawning like no one else at such a temperamental dinner, Ivanka was somewhat interested in the man in front of him.

“It’s not boring to do charity, sir.”

"I didn't say charity is boring, I said the dinner is boring, the beautiful lady." Chen Yingxiong called out a beautiful lady at first, which made people feel that he was sincerely praising Ivanka, but now it sounds like he only makes people feel that he is teasing others...

"Don't you think everyone is just taking advantage of the reasons for doing charity to get together to eat and drink, and then communicate with each other and make friends and make relationships? Unfortunately, I am neither a wealthy man with a net worth of hundreds of millions, nor a powerful upper class person or a high-ranking government official, so I am really...ha--" Chen Yingxiong couldn't help but yawn again.

"Sorry." After yawning, he said to Ivanka, but he was not apologizing on his face. He was looking at Ivanka helplessly. "You know how bored I am now?"

Ivanka was amused by the sleepy and helpless guy in front of him. His yawning look was so funny.

But the happiness had just climbed into her heart, and the troubles in her heart emerged like ghosts, causing the smile on her face to disappear instantly.

Chen Yingxiong felt strange. The woman in front of him looked unpredictable. She looked worried when she wanted to laugh but didn't want to laugh.

"You have something to worry about?" he asked.

"No, I don't." Ivanka denied without hesitation.

Chen Yingxiong nodded: "Okay, that's your personal privacy. I won't ask, unless you tell me on your own initiative. We can talk about something else. I guess you are from Eastern European?"

Ivanka shook her head, but her eyes widened, a little surprised: "No, I am American. But I have Eastern European ancestry because my mother is Czech."

Chen Yingxiong whistled, happy that he had answered correctly. "I just said that, I have seen many Eastern and European beauties, who are like you, with long golden hair, tall figure, and fair skin..." Chen Yingxiong gestured with his hands.

"But you don't look like an Eastern European, sir." Ivanka directly ignored Chen Yingxiong's disguised praise for her appearance.

"Yes, guess where am I from?" Chen Yingxiong took the opportunity to play the game "Guess I Answer" with the other party, and invisibly narrowed the distance between the two people.

I have to say that if Chen Yingxiong had not been so thick, there would not be these stories that followed.

"Japanese?" Ivanka guessed.

"Have you ever seen a Japanese who is so tall?" Chen Yingxiong compared himself to his height.

"Korean?"

"Is Koreans as bright as mine?" Chen Yingxiong asked with wide eyes. "I am Chinese."

"Ah..." Ivanka was a little surprised. "I rarely see...uh, I see Chinese. Sorry."

"It's okay, I don't mind that at all."

"Well, Chinese boy, why are you here?" Although Ivanka didn't know how old Chen Yingxiong was, he knew that he was at least young, so it was not bad to call him "Chinese boy".

"I am the spokesperson of Versace!" Chen Yingxiong was quite proud when talking about this. Versace is a famous fashion brand, and it should be a great thing to be able to endorse Versace himself.

Ivanka was surprised to hear Chen Yingxiong say this on the other side. She looked at Chen Yingxiong up and down, but her eyes were full of confusion.

"Why? Don't believe it?"

Ivanka shook her head: "I'm just surprised... As far as I know, Versace seems to have never invited... uh, a spokesperson from China?"

She looked at Chen Yingxiong's height, but from the perspective of a model, he was too burly... This did not meet the aesthetic vision of the modeling industry.

Ivanka Trump used to be a model, but now she occasionally walks out shows, so she has the most say in modeling.

"Are you a Chinese model?" she asked.

Chen Yingxiong didn't expect that the other party would think he was a model. He really didn't know where he looked like a model... In the opinion, no matter how much muscle the male models have, they could not get rid of the suspicion of being too slim and he didn't like it at all.

"No, I'm not a model." Chen Yingxiong waved his hand quickly. He didn't want to become that kind of female male model.

"Then you are..."

"I am a professional player." Chen Yingxiong straightened his chest. He has always been proud of his profession.

"football?" Ivanka asked.

"football." Chen Yingxiong nodded.

Ivanka didn't expect to meet a player here. Judging from his figure, it seems that he should be doing this...

"What a coincidence, my father also owns a football team in the United States."

When Ivanka talks about his father, she remembers something - when she just started dating Jared, her father Donald Trump once said with regret that he hoped that his daughter's boyfriend was those strong athletes, rather than a gentle and gentle little face...

Thinking of his boyfriend again, Ivanka's expression that had just recovered and became cold in an instant.

Unfortunately, Chen Yingxiong did not notice the change in the other party's expression. He was happy - as soon as he heard this, his eyes began to shine. Isn't this a common topic?

"Do you like football?" he couldn't wait to ask.

"No, not at all."

A basin of ice water was splashed from head to toe, pouring Chen Yingxiong a chicken.

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When Chen Yingxiong returned to Durcula, he had just finished talking with another person. He turned around and looked at Chen Yingxiong: "I can see your disappointment and depression at a glance."

"That's right, I've written it all on my face..." Chen Yingxiong said weakly.

"It seems that good luck doesn't favor you."

"I've confirmed one thing."

"What?"

"She is indeed a princess who has received a good education and has grown up in a good family. I can feel her impatientness, but she has never shown it directly. It is simply impeccable..." Chen Yingxiong said this, and turned his head to look at the Ivanka who frowned slightly and was alone. Trump, who was struggling among the women of nightclub girls, and Chen Yingxiong, who was struggling with the level of women like a nightclub girl, developed a very strong interest in this princess-like woman. Ivanka Trump gave him a brand new experience.

"Mr. Aurora, I find that I like her a little..."

"But it's obvious that there is a huge gap between you two." Chen Yingxiong was poured into cold water by Durcula again.

Chen Yingxiong, who was splashed with cold water, gave Durcula a angrily glance.

"And it's a bit late. It is said that she and her boyfriend are about to get engaged. Minghua has a master."

"Not necessarily." Chen Yingxiong retorted. "What's wrong with the master of Minghua? I'll loosen the soil for Minghua."

"Well, what can you conquer her? In terms of money, someone is a thousand times that of you. Do you know how much inheritance she can inherit? Two billion dollars. In terms of family background, her boyfriend is the son of Charles Cusner, a real estate tycoon in New Jersey. Jared Cusner is a well-known book publisher in New York. Ivanka herself is also a wealthy daughter. They are the two of them alike."

"Uh..." Hearing that the enemy was so powerful, Chen Yingxiong also grinned.

"I can understand that you have hardly tasted meat in this season. But some women are destined not to prepare for you, heroes." Durcula kindly reminded. "If you really plan to loosen the soil for Minghua, you must also look at the target. The one under the feet of this Minghua is reinforced concrete..."

Chen Yingxiong was a little unwilling to give up. He started to chat with the other person, but it was really just because the other person was beautiful and was unique in the banquet, which attracted his attention, and he was extremely bored.

But now he found that the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, he had the impulse to have something to happen to this melancholy princess. He didn't care whether he could enter the marriage hall with this woman, because love does not wait for marriage. Those family backgrounds and wealth cannot be obstacles to love, but only issues that will be considered when getting married.

He looked at Ivanka Trump like that, and then said a classic saying: "Would you rather have a king, prince, general, and minister? Who stipulates that there is a goalkeeper, you can't shoot? Isn't what I'm best at doing? Isn't it shooting?"

After saying that, he strided towards the worried Ivanka Trump.

This time, he didn't even take on the wine glass that looked like he was pretending to be a wine glass and walked straight towards Ivanka, not like he was going to chat with him, but more like he was going to find someone to fight alone.

Dracula looked at his back from behind and shook his head slightly.

It’s rare to see people who are so proud of picking up girls…

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***, the second update is here, the outbreak continues!

The off-site and girls-picking scenes that the masses like to hear are here!
Chapter completed!