Rebirth of the National Male God

Si Huang said: "I will explain it to Director Liu." Looking at Yu Hen's guilty and tangled expression, she said, "You know I've been very 'hot' recently, and as my manager, your appearance is also affected by your appearance. A lot of people remember, so don't run around."

Feather: "I see." His heart sank. When Yangcheng said goodbye to Si Huang, if Si Huang didn't keep up with him, I was afraid that his lost soul would cause irreparable consequences.

No one slept that night, but in just over an hour, it was dawn.

Sihuang called Director Liu and briefly explained her current situation. Director Liu scolded her, and finally yelled rudely: "Be careful, don't you know? Now that you can be so hot, I still borrow this pair from you. The blessing of the body, if any piece of the body is bumped, it will be too late to regret it. Also... if you need any help, remember to call Tie Lao and the others!"

After listening to his words, Si Huang thanked him again and hung up the phone. The next step is to buy the equipment to be used at night, put on a mask and hat, and put on a low-key sportswear Si Huang, after deliberately reducing his sense of existence, and walking on the road with Zhou Jun, no one will recognize her identity. ——Even if she is very popular now, everyone subconsciously thinks that she is still in the central city.

It's getting late.

in the bungalow.

Yuen, Zhou Jun and Xu Wanjun were waiting outside.

"Crack!" The door rang.

They looked at them at the same time, and then they all stared blankly.

The tall figure in the line of sight is wearing a slim and elegant gray-blue suit, and a young butterfly tie, which sets off the graceful neck, and fully interprets the low-key luxury. His black hair was neatly combed back, and a melancholy dark blue mask covered his eyebrows and eyes. The mask was covered with intricate patterns, peacock blue knots on the edge, and the edge of the right eye was like an angel's wings.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, even if he couldn't see his eyes clearly, it still made people feel like a spring breeze.

Standing in front of this person, even the surrounding environment has become elegant.

"Zhou Jun." A low-pitched voice said softly from the man's mouth.

Zhou Jun snapped back to his senses with shock in his eyes, then shook his head and said, "No, the sound is wrong."

Sihuang raised his head.

Zhou Jun said: "Although there are very few people who have seen Shaodong's family, it cannot be ruled out that some people have heard his voice."

Si Huang coughed twice, and then he said hoarsely, "What if I catch a cold."

Zhou Jun's ears went numb, and he said in a daze, "...As long as you can keep this look, don't panic."

"Let's go."

Jinhong Building in H City.

One luxury car after another came, and in comparison with these, the cars driven by Zhou Jun were very inconspicuous. However, the door opened and a slender figure came out, immediately attracting the attention of countless people.

Zhou Jun quietly followed behind Si Huang, looking at the person walking indifferently in front of him with their heads held high, he felt a little weird: it seemed that there was nothing wrong with following behind him. As soon as this thought came to him, he immediately shook his head and dismissed it, and his eyes fell on the heel of Si Huang: Is it really okay to wear shoes with an inner height of seven centimeters?

The shoes that Si Huang wears were made by someone at a high cost, and it is impossible to see her height from the outside. In addition to the natural walking style of Si Huang, no one will pay attention to her feet.

This was all because the young master Zhou Jun said was a little over 1.8 meters tall.

People passing by on the way noticed Si Huang, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

The doorman at the entrance of Jinhong Building respectfully said, "Please show the invitation."

Zhou Jun took out the platinum invitation.

The door boy's expression changed, he became more respectful, and made a gesture: "Please."

Si Huang took the lead and walked in.

After the people behind her couldn't see her figure, they whispered.

"Platinum invitation, there will be no more than five for the whole banquet. This one looks very young, who could it be?"

"I know the person behind him is Zhou Jun. I heard that he has recently caught the eye of the young master."

"Young Master—!?"

Everyone was shocked.

The reason why people on the road call the prince of the Wildfire Group the Young Master is because the Wildfire Group has a long history, and now I don’t know how many gangs on the road are actually assigned by the Wildfire Group. Except for the Wildfire Group’s own people, no one knows the Wildfire Group. How much power there is, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Wildfire Group is the first in the domestic road, so the people on the road collectively call the leader of the Wildfire Group the owner, and the only heir is the Shaodongjia.

On the 18th floor of Jinhong Building, the inside is resplendent. A beautiful woman wearing a long red dress is playing the piano with passion. Both men and women on the dance floor are wearing gorgeous masks.

Si Huang found a quiet booth and sat down, and Zhou Jun stood behind the single sofa where she was sitting.

This place happened to be in a red curtain, the light was not dim or not, hiding half of Si Huang's face. She leaned on the sofa lazily and gracefully, one leg resting on the other, and her legs were even longer in the interlaced light and shadow. One hand rested on the armrest of the sofa, the back of her hand supported her chin, and there was a seemingly non-existent smile on her lips. suave.

Few people pay attention to this corner, but when people notice it inadvertently, they will frequently cast their eyes and marvel at that low-key and luxurious noble boy.

A waiter came over with a variety of wines on a tray.

Si Huang smiled and whispered, "Give me a glass of warm water."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then immediately complied, "Sir, please wait a moment."

The people who have been paying attention to this side secretly seem to find that Si Huang is easy to talk, and immediately several women's eyes lit up and walked towards this side together.

"Zhou Jun." Zhou Jun, who heard Sihuang's voice, understood what she meant, walked out from the back and stood in front, just in time to stop the few women who had just arrived, "Young master is not feeling well, I can't say hello to the ladies for the time being."

Several mushroom girls roared in their hearts: You don't need to greet your young master, we can greet your young master instead! The few women showed regret, and looked at Si Huang through Zhou Jun's body, and received a faint smile from Si Huang. This smile reveals a touch of alienation and silent rejection, but it makes people unable to get angry.

Several young ladies can only return without success.

As soon as they left, there was a man of big size and three thick men looking this way not far away. One of them whispered something in his ear, and then the man walked towards him.