It's almost time for everyone to eat and drink. Naturally, the party will not end so easily. After all, men and women have drunk. How can they live up to the world without a ball.

All the tables in the middle have been removed. There have been bands waiting there for a long time. Don't mention any records. There are big dogs here. If you use records, everyone will be angry!

When you are ready, the men lead their female partners' hands up the path until they dance in the field. Of course, they don't have to dance with their female partners. You can also dance with others' female partners, and others can dance with your female partners

Of course, it's OK for an oriental with a wife like boss Xiao. Maybe this is the difference between eastern and Western cultures. Foreigners don't think it's important for their wife to dance with other men

Under such circumstances, a man like boss Qin is a little confused. He sits next to him and looks at the center of the field, thinking about a philosophical question - what am I doing here when I'm full!

It's really boring. Qin Feng plans to call Miss Xue for a chat, but before he takes out his mobile phone, a voice suddenly rings around him and says, "Hey, boy, why don't you go up and dance?"

Although you speak English, for boss Qin who has hung up, people can instantly recognize your whispers and reply to you.

However, of course, boss Qin can't say that I came alone without any company, let alone that I can't even dance. After all, it's too humiliating.

"Oh, I just... I just don't want to dance." Qin Feng turned his head while answering, but he was an old man with cigars in one hand and wine glasses in the other. His white hair was very eye-catching.

Well, if the old man perms his hair a little more, it's a proper "smoking, drinking and perming", but then again, the old man's hair is curly, and it's understandable to say it's permed

Of course, the old man didn't know what boss Qin was thinking there, otherwise he would stand up and tell him seriously that this is a natural roll

"Don't want to dance very much? Oh, boy, don't deceive yourself. You obviously don't have a girlfriend. " The old man laughed and said with a look of "you can't hide it from me".

Pooh... Boss Qin seems to hear the sound of a knife stabbing into his heart. He smiles there and doesn't know how to speak. The old foreigner is too straightforward. You can die if you speak a little more gently!

Gu... The old man drank the wine with ice in the glass, then put down the glass and said with a smile, "young man, you are still young. You must enjoy life well. It's okay without a girlfriend. Look over there."

Following the direction of the old man's fingers, Qin Feng looked nearby and immediately found a lot of tall and beautiful girls dressed in costumes shuttling through the crowd. From time to time, people nearby stopped one.

"That's... What's the situation?" Boss Qin, who had only wine in his heart, wondered.

The old man smiled again and said, "those are just some poor girls climbing up. If you don't have a girlfriend, you can choose one. Trust me, they won't refuse you... Of course, if you're more attractive, you might go to measure their peaks in the evening..."

Looking at the "you know" smile on the old man's face and the action of counting money on his hand, Qin Feng immediately understood that this is what the organizers specially found to serve these rich people.

Or it can be said that they are all voluntary. After all, they can come to this banquet tonight. They are the top rich in the world. If something can happen, wouldn't it be... Beautiful!

Well, those girls with short skirts are really attractive, but boss Qin doesn't feel anything, so he looks at the old man and smiles, "Oh, forget it, I don't have any ideas now..."

Seeing that Qin Feng was not tempted, the old man was a little surprised and said, "few young people can stand this temptation now. Then you young man can chat with my old man."

"Yes, sir, I dare ask you, why don't you go up?" Qin Feng thought about it and asked the question.

The old man took another glass of wine and took a sip. Then he said, "I'm old and my body has collapsed. Although I still have ideas in the face of those beautiful girls, my ideas can't be put into practice..."

"The heart is surplus but the strength is insufficient..." Qin Feng said this sentence subconsciously.

"The heart is surplus but the strength is insufficient? Oh, yes, it can indeed be described like this. Your general remarks about China are really moving! " The old man laughed and didn't seem to care that he was dead.

Sometimes, chatting between people is so magical. Qin Feng doesn't even know the old man's name now, but he listened to each other for a long time about his "romantic history" when he was young.

"Oh, boy, don't look at me now. When I was young, those girls liked me very much..." the old man was blowing nonsense there.

Qin Feng pretended to listen carefully and thought helplessly. Does he really like you? I'm afraid I don't like your green ticket.

However, after hearing this, Qin Feng finally understood the reason. The old man was too romantic when he was young. In a word, he was over indulgent. As a result, he can't do it now. He can only sigh.

According to him, he has tried most drugs in the world, and now they are useless, so just look at this kind of dance.

After hearing this, Qin Feng had an idea. Originally, wine was auctioned in the eighth place, so it was the day after tomorrow. He was going to start selling to those rich people tomorrow. Now think about it, tonight is also a great opportunity!

Looking at the old man who was still blowing around again, Qin Feng suddenly said, "old Sir, I have a kind of wine here. You can try it tonight. Maybe you will have a magical feeling..."

Magical feeling? The old man was wondering there. Then he saw the young man in front of him take out a small green wine gourd and put it in front of him. Then he smiled mysteriously, showing an expression that men understand, and then left.

"What a strange Oriental..." the old man foreman wondered. Then he looked at the wine gourd in front of him and picked it up. This is Oriental wine. How can there be a magical feeling?

On the other hand, Qin Feng hurriedly left the banquet hall to go to his room. Of course, he didn't go back to bed, but went back to get those already installed wine gourds. After all, it's expensive to always exchange directly from the system, and it's not good to always take things so directly in a suit.