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Zhao Cheng looked down and saw that he was used to wearing sportswear, mainly because it was convenient for fighting and not easily torn. It seemed inappropriate to go to a nightclub like this, but he couldn't think of what to wear for a while.

Wan En saw that he was too lazy to change, and blushed as she handed him the clothes on the sofa: "Would you like to try it on?"

This was what she bought when she was at work yesterday. She thought that Zhao Cheng either wore sportswear or trousers and a shirt, so she bought a set of clothes that she felt would suit him better.

I was also afraid that the low level would make it inconvenient for him to socialize, so I simply spent about half a year's salary.

As a result, he had been busy from last night to today, and he was in Zhuxiu's room just now. Although he didn't want to give it to her in front of everyone, he had to take it out at this time.

"Tsk... No one has ever bought me something this good."

Peilin glared at Zhao Cheng and muttered. She was unhappy since she saw the clothes her sister bought. She became even more unhappy when Zhao Cheng came out of Zhuxiu's room more than an hour later.

Zhao Cheng had no knowledge of this area. After taking the clothes, he hugged Wan En and kissed her, making her face turn red with embarrassment.

Then, his telekinesis swept up Peilin, who snorted again, and blocked her struggling words until she grabbed his hand in panic and begged for mercy.

Then he didn't go back to the house, but changed in the living room, which made all his girlfriends spit and turn their heads away.

"Let's go." said Zhao Cheng after changing his clothes.

His girlfriends turned around and their eyes lit up. Wan En walked forward and tucked the hem of his T-shirt into his jeans, making him look taller and with longer legs.

The girls gathered around and looked at him. Meijing and Lana scratched his hair. Meijing said, "This hair should be taken care of."

Zhao Cheng shook his head: "Next time, it's too late today."

Yingzhi shouted, "Oppa, change back to your true appearance so we can see it."

The living room suddenly became quiet. Zhao Cheng's face was full of question marks, but he still turned off the dazzling app.

But to the girls' surprise, he no longer looked so old and only looked to be in his 40s. This was the result of his continuous practice of "Beauty".

"Oppa, you look a lot younger. Has your life span been restored?" Yingzhi continued to ask.

Zhao Cheng glanced at Haiyun. She knew this best, but he couldn't blame her since she was worried about him after all.

Zhao Cheng smiled and touched Yingzhi's head and said, "No, this is a method of maintaining youth. It can make people look younger. But my life span will recover after a while, so don't worry."

The last few words are for all my girlfriends.

The women behind Zhao Cheng looked at each other and nodded secretly.

It turned out that Haiyun had just explained to everyone in detail why Zhao Cheng was aging and how to make up for his lifespan.

Everyone still remembers the old appearance last night and is worried.

So Huimei has planned to call her sister as soon as possible, while Peilin Yingzhi is thinking about girls in the school who can compete with them, and Liya and Manshu have planned to open the gym as soon as possible.

Girlfriends are not willing to take the initiative to do such a pimping-like thing, and it is even more impossible to force others, but if Zhao Cheng gets in touch with them and the relationship develops naturally, it is not impossible.

None of them wanted Zhao Cheng to die in a few years, so they would naturally try their best to help him restore his lifespan.

As for having more sisters? Compared to life, what a big deal.

Zhao Cheng activated the dazzle again, took out his phone and checked the time: "Let's go then."

"Yeah." The girl agreed and walked towards the underground parking lot together.

After closing the car door, Zhao Cheng looked at the girl behind him.

Peilin, Wan'en, Yingzhi, Yiping, Xiu'e, Yanrou, Xiyan, Haiyun, Saen, a total of 9, each of them is beautiful and stunningly beautiful.

Feeling quite smug, he turned around and started the car.

However, Peilin still saw through his little trick. Thinking that she would have to introduce girls to him in the future, she knocked on his head unconvinced and said, "Look how beautiful you are."

Then, amidst her screams, Zhao Cheng pulled her over and gave her a lecture, making her blush and sit back in her seat obediently.

Speechless all the way.

Zhao Cheng quickly arrived at his destination following the navigation. This nightclub called BlackClub was indeed the best in Seoul, with a long queue outside the door.

If it weren’t for the message sent by Cui Zhonghai, Zhao Cheng wouldn’t even know where to enter and would have to wait in line obediently.

He drove in from the street next to him and went around to the back of BlackClub. The security guard at the entrance of the parking lot spoke a few words into the intercom, then opened the barrier and let him pass, but he still looked at Zhao Cheng in confusion.

Many people come to the nightclub in luxury cars, but this is the first time I have seen someone driving a tourist minibus like this.

Even if a beautiful woman was sent in, I have never seen anyone driving this kind of car. Is this some new and novel way for rich people to play?

It turned out that the vehicle dispatched by Group C certainly could not be a luxury car, and it was impossible to use a bus to send his girlfriend home, so naturally, the one left for Zhao Cheng was a minibus for traveling.

In the parking lot, Choi Jong-hae was waiting there, with several of his friends standing impatiently beside him.

"Hey, Boss, we don't have to come downstairs. He beat you last time."

"That's right, it's good enough that we don't teach him a lesson. He thinks it's great to drive a Ghost. I'll ask my mom to buy him one, and we'll park it in front of his house every day."

"He has also offended Zhu Xi. Boss, we don't need to pay any attention to him. Just wait and see how the UN Group will deal with him."

"Yeah, it's just a bastard, what's the big deal."

Choi Jong-hae turned a deaf ear to the other party. The video of the other party teaching Joo-hee a lesson made everyone think that he would be in trouble soon, but he didn't think so.

The few words Zhao Cheng said that day were still pondering in his mind. Could a person with such a clear mind be so impulsive? Anyway, he didn't believe it.

A minibus drove in slowly, and Choi Jong-hae's friends behind him widened their eyes. How did such a broken car get in?

Only Cui Zhonghai took a few quick steps and stood at the driver's seat next to the car. He said to Zhao Cheng who got out of the car politely and friendly: "Brother Zhao Cheng, hello, did you have a smooth journey?"

Chapter 295 Posture

Zhao Cheng slammed the car door and looked at him in surprise.

This guy is really amazing. His attitude has changed so much. He was like this on the phone last time and he is like this again this time. And it is obvious that he is not pretending and is very sincere.

Zhao Cheng's consistent principle is that if you respect me one foot, I will respect you one foot. He patted Cui Zhonghai on the shoulder and said:

"Don't call me brother. I'm probably younger than you. Let's not use honorifics."

Cui Zhonghai said happily: "Okay, these..."

He looked at the women who got off the car. They were all top-notch, and several of them were not at the door of the villa. He couldn't help but secretly click his tongue.

"They are all your friends, right? I've already told the boss, no one will disturb you, come with me."

Zhao Cheng nodded, followed him to the friends, and listened to Cui Zhonghai's introduction:

"This is Cho Hyun-jae, his father is the director of UN Group, this is Bong Jung-seok, his father is the director of SG Group, this is Sa Il-woo, his father is the director of KC Group, this is Jong Ji-yeon, his father is the director of SX Group, and this is Tan Yoon-woo, his father is the director of WS Group."

While Zhao Cheng was shaking hands and greeting everyone one by one, he was impressed by his social circle. It included all the five major chaebols, which was obviously the result of deliberate selection.

Those people didn't seem to complain to Choi Jong-hae just now. They greeted him with a smile, and no one did anything stupid to slap him in the face.

The group was led by Choi Jong-hae upstairs. This was a special passage for the chaebols and it was impossible for them to queue outside.

There is a long and narrow elevator passage leading to the nightclub. Faint music can be heard from the door at the end of the passage. Two big men are guarding the door.

The corridor was decorated with ambiguous lights and a few paintings. Several women were standing on both sides of the elevator playing with their mobile phones.

Zhao Cheng took a look and found that they all looked good, so he looked at Cui Zhonghai with a puzzled look.

Cui Zhonghai quickly whispered in her ear and explained that these were the women who were waiting to be selected. If anyone came without a female companion, they could choose one from here or from the venue later.

Behind them, several girls followed with their arms around each other, looking at the surroundings and chatting in low voices.

Not long after they left, several luxury cars roared into the parking lot.

The Pagani Lightning, which was in the lead, parked the car and its doors opened like wings, revealing a pair of straight and smooth long legs in black silk stockings.

Che Zhuxi got out of the car and looked at the tourist bus in the parking lot with a frown.

She had been feeling upset these days because of the video incident, so she came here to relax today. Unexpectedly, she saw an eyesore junked car as soon as she parked the car.

An Xiaowei and the man with glasses who always followed Che Zhuxi parked the car and walked over.

An Xiaowei followed her gaze and saw the car, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before Che Zhuxi could say anything, a Bugatti behind stopped and a young man in his 20s got out. He was pointing at the minibus and laughing.

"Pfft! Hahaha, who the hell drives a car like this here? Do they think this is a tourist attraction? Hahaha."

Several people who got out of the car behind also laughed.

As Park Junxi spoke, he called out to his friends behind him:

"Whoever brought the lock, lock it up. We'll broadcast it later to see who can do such a funny thing."

Che Zhuxi didn't say anything, turned around and walked upstairs, but the corners of her mouth curled up.

Sure enough, Park Junxi, who was still laughing behind him, immediately followed and said to Che Zhuxi with a smile: "You saw it too, I don't know who is so funny."

"You just lock it up like this, aren't you afraid of offending anyone?" Che Zhuxi didn't look at him, but asked with a smile.

"What's so scary about that? Who would drive a car like that here? I guess it's some entertainment company trying to grab some food." Park Junxi said nonchalantly.

Che Zhuxi didn't say anything, but she agreed with his judgment. It's just that she had never had a bad car delivered to her before.

On the other side, Zhao Cheng held Peilin's hand and followed behind Cui Zhonghai. His telekinetic tentacles wrapped around Yang Xiyan, who had the lowest presence, while the other tentacles were held by his girlfriends, for fear that they would get lost.

Because here you can't hear anything unless you stand close to the conversation, and your ears are filled with deafening and noisy music.

Each girlfriend had a luminous tattoo printed on her arm after entering the door. According to Choi Jong-hae, this mark is different from other women and is to prevent some ignorant people from harassing the distinguished guests.

Their box was on the second floor, and there were big men guarding the stairs. Only people with specific tattoos could go up.

There are two floors here in total. The first floor is a huge dance floor and surrounding booths, and the second floor is a series of private rooms.

The box is semi-enclosed with one-way glass, while the corridor outside is completely open. You can hold the railing and see the crowd and DJ on the dance floor.

At this time, men and women were twisting their bodies to the music in the corridor.

Zhao Cheng followed Cui Zhonghai and his girlfriends into the box. The place was very spacious and could easily accommodate dozens of people.

There were only a few women in the box, and they all seemed to be their female companions. When they saw a group of people coming in, they stood up quickly.

Zhao Cheng asked his girlfriends to sit down and put his arm around Cui Zhonghai's shoulders: "Are we the only ones getting together today?"

Cui Zhonghai looked at him with a puzzled look, and then suddenly whispered: "Brother, I saw that you didn't find a female companion with you, but the quality of the one you brought is so high, it's not easy to find one here."

Zhao Cheng shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Was he overthinking? Was it really Cui Zhonghai who invited him? Then why was he being so humble?

"No, I'm not looking for a female companion. That's all. Come, let's drink." Zhao Cheng said as he picked up a bottle of unknown brand of foreign wine on the table and turned to Cui Zhonghai and asked:

"How do I adjust this?"

Cui Zhonghai pushed the female companion beside him and said, "Just let her come."

Zhao Cheng nodded and handed the wine over.

Next to Cui Zhonghai, Zhong Zhiyan had a hint of sneer in his eyes. The other party didn't even know what wine was. It seemed that he was really like in the information. He grew up in poverty and this was probably his first time here.

But he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Dude, your last video is now very popular. It's spread all over the circle."

This is referring to the time when Zhao Cheng slapped Che Zhuxi in the face.

Zhao Cheng sat back on the sofa and thought for a while before he remembered what the video he was talking about was. It was just the day before yesterday, but it seemed like a lifetime ago. So he waved his hand and replied:

"Hey, that's nothing. If Che Zhuxi hadn't provoked me, it wouldn't have happened like that." The room was quiet for a moment, leaving only the whispers of Zhao Cheng's girlfriends.

The female companion Choi Jong-hae who was mixing the drinks almost spilled the wine because of her shaking hands. She had also seen the video. Was he the one who dared to pat the UN eldest lady's face in public and challenge the president at the same time?

Chapter 296 Chat

Zhong Zhiyan no longer had any sarcasm in his heart. He looked at his friends around him and didn't even know how to respond.

This Zhao Cheng is too confident, but he dares to bring it up, but I dare not agree with him.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Cui Zhonghai say with a beaming face: "Brother, it's you. I felt relieved after watching that video. That psychopath was still provoking..."

Zhao Cheng quickly put his arm around his shoulders and stopped talking, not noticing that his female companion's hands were shaking as she poured the wine, and even his friends didn't dare to talk to him.

"Okay, why bring up the past? Let's drink."

Then, he picked up a wine glass, stood up and said to his girlfriends, "Come on, thank you Choi Jong-hae for inviting us to this trip. Thank you, Boss Choi."

Zhao Cheng now understood that this kid had some problem with his brain. His family didn't ask him to come here at all, and he didn't know how he had imagined it.

But you have to say that his luck is amazing, because no matter how he imagined it, he could not have imagined that he not only humiliated Cha Joo-hee, but also humiliated SX's chairman Li Jianyue last night.

Peilin and the others stood up with laughter, picked up their wine glasses and said with a smile: "Thank you, Boss Cui."

"Haha, I'm not a boss at all." Cui Zhonghai's eyes narrowed, he stood up, holding the wine, and said to Peilin and others: