Can not doing what one wants be called rebirth?

Chapter 190 188. Strong Wind Blows

"Why hasn't Sister Miaomiao come yet?"

The restaurant is called Yuyuanxin and is quite popular on Xiaohongshu.

This restaurant is a hodgepodge, mainly serving wine, barbecue and small seafood. It starts from a restaurant and is bustling with all kinds of people.

Several beautiful young ladies who were VIPs of the White Horse Club came early from different schools and sat together in a large private room in the corner of the second floor, leaving the two seats at the innermost side.

"Do you understand? There is no reason for Mr. Lu to wait for us. Just wait obediently."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Ji Shu wasn't like this before. If her boyfriend is late, now the sixty-second voice bar has already increased the intensity of the other party. She has really changed."

Liu Yutong raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but pat the shoulder of the sharp-tongued girl next to her.

"You're the only one with a big mouth! Can Mr. Lu be the same?"

Ji Shu pursed her lips, gave her a fierce look, and locked the phone screen again.

Before joining Dianjin Media, she was the little princess who was the center of attention in school.

Always young, always calling people idiots, always eating ice cream during menstruation, always a bitch, and never listening to anyone.

There are only a handful of beauties in the art college, and in terms of the number of men who bootlick her, even the piano girl in the music college can't be compared with her.

It was not until she came to Dianjin Media that she saw better sisters, a bigger world, a brighter future, and even her sharp-tongued nature was restrained a lot.

More than ten minutes later, the real owner finally entered the box.

Lu Jincheng pushed open the door, his right arm was held by Miao Keyan behind him. The senior sister looked radiant and smiling.

"Sorry sisters, there's a bit of a traffic jam~"

Today, she still has her signature shawl curly hair, a pair of sparkling almond eyes, a crimson one-shoulder knitted dress on top, and a tight-fitting mini skirt underneath, which seems to be made of one-piece fabric, with only snow-white velvet used to decorate the cuffs and neckline.

Bright red and snow-white velvet, it looks like a standard winter-themed outfit.

But that little skirt was absolutely sexy, showing off her exquisite figure.

The round buttocks are tightly wrapped by the skirt, starting to disappear from the thighs. The two iconic long legs are wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, which are exquisitely proportioned and full of charm.

Her dress was strapless.

From the left to the right shoulder, there is a diagonal line, and the entire round right shoulder and collarbone are exposed. The exquisiteness, smoothness and whiteness are eye-catching.

In the middle of the snow-white right shoulder, there was a bright red lace strap hanging naturally, which was obviously not part of the dress.

Because the lines of the dress are particularly narrow and slanted, you can even see the slight undulations on that side as you follow the shoulder straps down.

Compared with Sister Miaomiao who usually laughs and jokes with the sisters in the group without putting on airs, her outfit makes her look a little more strange and distant.

This is the Douyu leader who is popular among thousands of boys, and this is the big anchor who has changed the dance area single-handedly.

The smile on her lips seemed to prove it.

"Hello, Mr. Lu~"

Lu Jincheng hung up his coat, sat in the middle of the private room, and nodded to the beauties from Pansi Cave.

Although he has interviewed several of the people present, his impression of them has faded over time.

Putting aside the fact that Jiang Yu was his lover's roommate, the person who impressed him the most was fitness anchor Yang Wenjing.

After signing the other party, he would go to the live broadcast room every now and then to learn some fitness moves.

Looking at the other women, Miao Keyan introduced them one by one. The one sitting there was called Ji Shu. She had a lazy look in her eyes which revealed a lot of sexiness. She was the charming and elegant type.

The other one standing was called Yu Qingyue, with a well-behaved face, big eyes and clear gaze, looking like a typical pure lustful person of later generations.

The girl closest to the door was called Liu Yutong. Mr. Lu recalled that she was the musical talent that Pan Xuan had repeatedly emphasized, and she seemed to be a new pillar of the music industry.

"Come on, I'll toast to everyone."

After matching the name impression labels to the corresponding seats again, Mr. Lu smiled, opened a bottle of red wine and raised his glass.

"Now more and more people are seeing the value of the self-media industry. Overall, I think we are still in the early stages, but this is also the best stage."

“What Dianjin Media can do is to help you surface with industrial-grade creations, but ultimately, everyone’s own ceiling still depends on their subjective initiative.”

"Everyone is a top anchor, and everyone has special skills. Miaomiao and Xiaoyu can dance, Yutong loves to play the piano, Wenjing is good at exercising, and Jishu is good at midnight chats, eh."

"Clear Moon."

He looked at Yu Qingyue, blinked, and paused for a moment. He just couldn't remember what her advantages were.

It was Miao Keyan who came out to the rescue. With just five words, he broke down the boundary between boss and employee and set the tone for the atmosphere of the whole evening's party.

"Qingyue 36E."

"Hahahaha"

Everyone laughed, but Yu Qingyue remained silent with a red face. Her eyes were roaming around the plate in front of her, but she straightened her back silently.

"cheers!"

Okay, no problem.

The sea is vast like a hundred rivers, and being tolerant is what makes it great. Greatness is not only productivity, but also the core competitiveness of talents.

The wonder of this world is that the serious parts can be as serious as they can be, and the absurd parts can be as absurd as they can be.

Sometimes it seems unreal, yet it actually happens every day.

Mr. Lu is a social expert who likes to have fun. After Miao Keyan's witty opening remarks, he quickly integrated into the topic of the female fairies.

After all, he is not some rich big brother who can easily have sex in the live broadcast room. In terms of age, every girl here has to treat him as a younger brother.

He is only eighteen years old.

Whether driving or telling jokes, everyone drank and did not care about Lu Jincheng at all.

The strange dinner went on like this, with no one to talk about except for the wine.

"Boss Lu, when I was surfing the Internet, I heard that there is a saying in the industry that there are tens of thousands of live-broadcast beauties, and Dianjin Media accounts for half of them. What do you think?"

Yang Wenjing asked.

“My assessment is conservative.”

Among the goblins, Lu Jincheng even felt like he was surrounded by beautiful girls in his previous life, and his conversation became less restrained.

He raised his eyebrows, his smile full of youthful vigor.

"This is actually the outside world's recognition of our many outstanding talents. As for the beauty, I think it may be due to my almost harsh bottom line control. Otherwise, I am busy with all kinds of things every day, how can I have time to interview you guys?"

"Hahahahaha, he's President Lu after all~"

"Boss Lu is awesome."

"By the way, Mr. Lu, you are so generous to Sister Miaomiao, giving her a Porsche as a gift, so do we have a chance?"

As the glasses were clinking, people kept standing up to toast Lu Jincheng, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

This store is huge, and although it's not a nightclub, the noise level is pretty much the same.

Alcohol is indeed a magical thing.

It was obvious that the girls at the table all had their own thoughts, but after drinking they were able to laugh and joke with the boss.

"What's a car? My personal interest is in business itself and doing some money media. My original intention is to help everyone make money and provide you with a stage to showcase yourself and play a greater social value."

"Do you understand? If you don't, I'll translate for you. What Boss Lu means is that as long as you perform well, you can have this!"

Miao Keyan temporarily acted as a translator and sat beside him with a smile, fearing that the sisters would misunderstand him and fail to understand the hidden meaning.

"Wow! Thank you, Mr. Lu! I am more motivated to work!" Ji Shu's lazy eyes were more colorful, her face was rosy, and the sexiness between her brows was palpable.

"Let's all follow Miaomiao's example. What else can we say?"

Yang Wenjing rolled up her arms to tie up her hair, stuck out her tongue, and her tone sounded quite meaningful.

"How can we catch up? For example, continue in another place?"

Seeing that there were only leftovers on the table and everyone was full, Lu Jincheng interjected at the right time.

"Okay! Let's go!"

No one raised any objections.

The second venue was a KTV, in a luxurious private room.

It was not until these newcomers stood up that Lu Jincheng had time to take a closer look at their outfits. They all had their own merits.

Yang Wenjing, who graduated from a sports school, has a Victoria's Secret figure. Her face is the ceiling among round faces. She wears typical leggings, which makes her lower body seem to be exposed. She wears a long hooded sweatshirt on her upper body, which covers half of her buttocks.

It's even more exaggerated when walking.

The eyes of passers-by are all on the half of the exposed buttocks. The round outline is very obvious. With the slight tremor of the steps, the gentle swaying of the hips, and the ups and down shaking of the bottom edge of the sweatshirt, the temptation is maximized.

Liu Yutong on the side wore a shirt with a petal collar and puff sleeves, paired with a half-length denim skirt, white socks and black shoes, revealing a small part of her calves. Her makeup was delicate even to her eyelashes, and at first glance, she was dressed like a textbook example.

Yu Qingyue wore a light blue satin tube top dress with no extra patches or patterns, only a perfectly fitting one-piece cutting line to exaggerate her enviable figure.

The V-neckline reveals a sexy look.

This outfit should look very ethereal on a girl who is close to 170cm tall, but on Yu Qingyue it only adds to her carnal desire.

As for Ji Shu, she was wearing a loose, waist-baring light beige plaid sweater and a pair of jeans in the same color. In fact, there was nothing special about her compared to the others.

But that's her unique charm.

Even if it is ordinary clothes and a pair of ordinary canvas shoes, the faintly visible red rope at the ankle can make people feel itchy.

Under the slightly dim and ambiguous light, Mr. Lu had to admit it.

Judging from the quality of the people mentioned above, Dianjin Media accounts for half of it, and I’m not exaggerating.

After sitting in the box, Mr. Lu only took two minutes to gauge the degree of relaxation of the people present and immediately made his own judgment.

For example, with the dice cup in Liu Yutong’s hand, not only can she shake it without dropping the dice, she can even make the dice stand upright.

For example, Ji Shu lit a cigarette as soon as she sat down, her lazy eyes seemed to be full of vicissitudes and stories.

Amid the mist, she picked up a cherry tomato with her fingertips and dropped it into the wine glass in front of her.

Fuck!
When Mr. Lu saw this scene, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

This action was so familiar to him.

Damn, are you all nightclub masters?
But it's not surprising when you think about it. In this day and age, a beautiful girl who dares to be the first to try the live broadcast industry and is a celebrity in school can't be a pure and innocent girl.

What’s more, who are Liu Yutong and Ji Shu?
One graduated from Jiangcheng Conservatory of Music, and the other is the most handsome student in a vocational school. It would be strange if they didn’t have some stories and experiences.

But Mr. Lu doesn't care.

The anchors under his company are just tools to make money for him. He can praise them, but he also needs to train them.

A thousand-year-old fox or a ten-thousand-year-old demon, if they play Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio in front of me, will be stabbed by my sword.

Seeing how the two of them were feeling comfortable, Lu Jincheng felt a little more relieved. He pulled over a stool, sat down, and said with a smile.

"Playing dice is boring, how about playing a round of games?"

It just so happened that Yu Qingyue and his companions were completely defeated by Liu Yutong and they simply couldn't win a single game. They quickly put the dice cup aside and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, okay, what are we going to play?"

"Will you play if the wind blows hard?"

Mr. Lu threw out a traditional game.

The rule is that those who meet the requirements mentioned by the question setter must stand up and sit in another place. Those who fail to grab a seat in the end will be fined and will have to make the next round of questions.

Not everyone present had played the game before, but the rules were not difficult and everyone understood them immediately.

But the most shameless thing about this traditional game is
Scale, scale cannot be uniform.

Some people play big, some people play small.

The first question was opened by Mr. Lu.

He directly led the rhythm, which stunned some of the girls present.

"The wind is blowing, blowing~ Anyone who has had sex in the past month!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Yu Qingyue was the only one who did not stand up. The people she was paying attention to, such as Lu Jincheng, Miao Keyan, Ji Shu, and even Yang Wenjing, all jumped up to grab a seat.

It really scared her.

No, you all have them, right?

Yu Qingyue was not a little surprised.

Soon the second question came, and Liu Yutong continued confidently.

"The wind is blowing, blowing, blowing towards the person who slept with the teacher."

This question sounds extremely unpopular, and the number of people standing up is obviously not as many as before.

In addition to one girl, Lu Jincheng also stood up.

Yu Qingyue couldn't help but use her imagination to imagine what was going on, but she still couldn't quite understand it.

Now even Miao Keyan was enlightened. He looked at the boss with a smile, his bright eyes full of curiosity.

Then the third question.

"The wind is blowing hard, blowing away everyone who has DIYed props in the past week!"

Another group of people stood up at once. Yu Qingyue hesitated for a moment, his thoughts froze, and he stood up decisively.

This is a question that has been bothering me for a long time: Can hands be considered props?

Me. Do I meet the requirements?

If it didn't count, she shouldn't have stood up. If it counted, she stood up but forgot to grab the stool.

During the period of hesitation, everyone was successfully seated.

She successfully lost the game.

The boss patted her on the shoulder and reminded her: "You need to send a red envelope of 200 yuan to the group."

Miao Keyan smiled and said from behind: "It's okay, I'll post it for her, you guys continue."

“The wind blows hard, the wind blows hard towards those who wear light-colored clothing.”

This made Yu Qingyue feel very embarrassed. She didn't dare to waste everyone's time, so she just came up with a random question.

There were a lot of boos and jeers at once, and Ji Shu's eyes drifted away.

"Can it be any more boring?"

A few people reluctantly stood up, changed positions, and quickly skipped this round.

I recommend this book by my brother in the same group. Friends who like to go to the beach can read it~
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(End of this chapter)