500 for female characters and 1000 for male characters.
1000 yuan each.
Jiang Cheng's alternate account entered the group.
His online name was Jack Cheng, and his profile picture was of a man wearing a pair of hands that were made from a pair of pak philippe shoes and holding the steering wheel of a porsche.
Sure, he was very popular!
"Welcome newcomer, it's a little brother!”
The group leader accepted the black money and spoke very nicely.
"Why is there a man coming in?"
"This is a socialite group, not a prostitute group!”
"You want to hook up with a rich and beautiful woman, right? Wake up, it's impossible!"
"Group Leader, what do you mean? Why did you let a man in!"
"We're all fair, rich, and beautiful from Lin City. Our class is very high. Please don't let anyone in!”
……
Soon, the socialite group chat was filled with curses and refused to agree no matter what.
After all, the group was full of girls, and they were all young and beautiful women from Lin City.
Jiang Cheng: " I bought a Porsche 911. Does anyone want to bid?"”
"Free!"
Jiang Cheng added.
Silence!
There was a long silence!
"Little brother, where is your 911?”
"Handsome, are you free tonight?"
"Big Brother Cheng added you as a friend.”
"Brother Cheng, is your profile picture? Can you lend me your Patrick Phillippe for a photo?”
……
A few seconds later, he received a message.
The screen was flooded!
Instant 99
"What are you guys doing? It was just a 911, and so many people had signed up. Were they trying to annoy Brother Cheng to death?”
"How about this? Those who are shorter than 165 centimeters and heavier than 100 centimeters are not allowed to register.”
"Not even a cup smaller than B!"
A girl jumped out. Her username was "Little Qiuqiu". She was the administrator of the socialite group.
"Qiuqiu, you're too selfish! Isn't this your own measurements?”
"Yes, yes. I think those who are 170 centimeters tall shouldn't bother Little Brother.”
"And those below C cup, stop. Your house already has an airport, why are you just freeloading on a sports car!”
……
A group of gold diggers started chattering and quarreling.
Jiang Cheng finally understood the distress of the ancient emperors.
Just a group of more than a hundred socialites, just because he showed off a sports car, it was like a palace fight.
If it became a group of 3,000 beauties, he would be the only man in the group.
Jiang Cheng thought about it…
He was a little excited!
"I still have a 718, a Manka, two Panameras, and a Cayenne.”
"A total of six Porsches!"
Jiang Cheng continued.
The socialite group exploded again.
The messages flooded the screen, and the beeping sounds of friend requests continued.
There were 999 unread messages every minute!
"I even booked a presidential suite at JW Hotel.”
"Picture, picture, picture…"
Jiang Cheng added, bringing along a few photos.
This time, it was over!
Jiang Cheng's friend request list immediately became 99 .
As long as it was a woman in the group, she would request to be added as a friend.
"Time to sleep. Goodnight!"
Jiang Cheng sent a message in the group.
He threw his phone aside and pulled Song Sisi along.
Come, let's play chess!
"Big Brother Cheng, are you asleep?"
"Is Little Brother still there? Brother Jack Cheng."
"Handsome, handsome, do you want to have supper together? I'll treat you to a 6-yuan spicy hotpot!"
"Little brother, I'm very beautiful. I'm in a swimsuit. I've added you as a friend.”
……
Silence!
Silence!
No matter how this group of fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged green tea girls took selfies and took the initiative to talk to them.
Brother Jack Cheng never replied.
"Could it be a liar?"
"Maybe. There are too many people pretending to be rich kids these days.”
"Six Porsches, a pair of Baptiques, and a presidential suite? How could he be so rich? He must be a liar!”
"I'm guessing he's pretending to be tall, rich, and handsome. Who let him in?”
……
"I remember now. A few days ago, when I was livestreaming, I met a loser who said that he bought a house and a car with all his money. He even said that he won 10 million in the lottery.”
"I didn't think much of it at that time. I was scared by him. Later on, I thought about it. With his poor appearance and clothes, he must be poor.”
"That Porsche key of his might be a lighter!”
Little Qiuqiu came in and interrupted.
"Qiuqiu, you're definitely a loser.”
"That's right. Isn't winning 10 million in the lottery still a loser? He couldn't even afford a house in Longjiang New City!”
"Speaking of losers, I met Dai Jinlao's younger brother at the art exhibition yesterday. Guess what happened? He actually drives a BMW!"
"What? Driving a BMW, how could he afford to wear gold? It can't be a fake watch, right?"
"Of course it's fake. Big Jinlao costs 200,000 to 300,000 yuan each. How can a guy who drives a BMW afford it?”
"Maybe he even rented a BMW. The pennies these days are too disgusting!”
……
The group of socialites did not even have a car. As they chatted, they started to focus on the BMW.
Then, it was an Audi, a Mercedes, and even a Land Rover.
As for Cadillac and Lexus?
He didn't know her, so he skipped over her!
In their eyes, luxury cars were only Ferrari, Lamborghini, Rolls-Royce, and at most a Porsche!
"By the way, I'm going to JW Wanhao for afternoon tea tomorrow. It's a 488 yuan set meal for two. Now there are six people, four more to go. If you want to join the team, quickly PM me!”
said a little Qiuqiu.
"Damn it! I'll go!"
"Add me in!"
"I have my eyes on a Chanel bag. It costs 380 yuan a day. Let's go together!”
"Afternoon tea is 48 yuan, and the bag is 38 yuan. It's already over 80 yuan.”
"If you can't bear to spend 80 yuan, you can't trap a rich second-generation heir. Sister, we have to stand up!”
……
A group of rich and beautiful local socialites from Lin City, who either stayed in five-star hotels or bought all kinds of luxury goods, started chattering again.
"@ Little Sisi, Sisi, do you want to come along? There's only one more spot left!"
A little Qiuqiu @ Little Sisi.
"I don't need it. I still have classes tomorrow. You can find someone else!”
Song Sisi looked at the chat records of these socialites, and her face burned.
He really didn't know how he had survived in the past.
Fortunately, he met Jiang Cheng.
Gritting her teeth, she held onto the wall. The more painful it was, the stronger the team would be!
(Seven or eight chapters are updated every day. Ask for flowers. The goddess will be at your door tomorrow!)）
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