A few days ago, one of my sisters found out that the disease was caused by her buyer. At that time, she was stunned with the report sheet. She stood in the 14th floor crying and wanted to jump down, but she was afraid of death. Finally, she was brought into the police station by the police. Before long, she found a big problem in the financial department and the company directly closed down.

I eat.3/57/s. In other people's eyes, we are young models, but in fact, we are outside women. We accompany rich men and accompany women when they go out. The only business we have with models is a nightclub show.

"The more young models are in the Cantonese circle, and the more stars are in the Beijing circle. Although we are not as famous as them, we have got as much money as them.

"Hybrids are more rich than the grains of sand on the ground. And they are not as good at storeage as the men in the capital city. Usually, they don't hesitate to directly spend money. So in our eyes, people in the capital city look down on the braggers in the capital city. When they come out to play, they all eat black. If they lose their reputation, they would like the girls to pay. If they can't, they can't. It's disgusting."

The first batch we came up with was none other than the Haibby Mother, who was known as the "First Sister" since he was still a rookie in Hong Kong.

She was with a financial businessman who ran the material construction business for five days, and got a three million Ferrari. She was also a frequent visitor to Haitian Feast, which made fishing until her legs went soft. We all called her sister Bao, and really admired her skills.

Of course, not all girls could be as glorious as Sister Bao. Women who could become rich could only rely on means and strength. They were by no means the luck of a day and a night. These elites who held the power to make the rules of society had extremely sharp taste. If they were willing to spend money, they must have some ability.

Every woman standing high had a lot of young girls practicing skills and waiting to replace our position, jumping into the confusing gold hole.

We all know that Mr. G went to the hospital to retrieve ping-pong balls in the middle of the night. The man was generous and had an appointment with Sister Bao at Four Seasons Hotel in Hong Kong. We didn't know what happened, but the waiter who was cleaning the room the next morning found out that he was unconscious in bed. If he hadn't been sent to the hospital in time, he would have been disabled.

Sister Bao suffered a particularly big blow and never mentioned that thing. She was in a trance for a long time. Later, she directly withdrew from the circle. When the middleman introduced the customers to the model, the man compensated her with a half-mountain villa. But Sister Bao had never stayed there. It was estimated that she was quite uncomfortable that night. It was lucky that she could come back alive.

Therefore, there must be four factors in this line of work: ruthless wrist, accurate eyesight, sweet mouth, and tight waist. To make a man want you, you must cultivate a profound cultivation.

The woman who got AIDS, who had once accepted AIDS as another AIDS operator, was a famous leader in the society. She was nicknamed Ma Master, because she grew a lot of pockmarks on her face and drank like a father-in-law.

Master Ma was doing business at the dock with hundreds of followers under his control. He had recognized many goddaughters, college students at the art school, Russian model girls, and gambling girls. This sister was his favorite, but it didn't take long for me to pry Master Ma out of her hand.

"He loved me very much when he was with me. He said that he hated the women who flattered him for money, and he liked me to ignore him."

Later, Lord Ma found a way to arrange me into a model company and shot several advertisements, which made him a little famous in the circle.

After becoming famous, the most often what the economic person said was, "Don't think that you are a real model. Don't be clear about what you are doing in private. If anyone dares to disobey you, she will teach them a lesson."

But her warning excluded me because she didn't dare.

My backer is stronger than any of their backers. He is a figure in his official career.

I knew that Director Zhou was in a large charity banquet. He had given a speech at the banquet. The rumors said that he climbed up from the grassroots. He was shrewd and powerful. Many merchants wanted to take his shortcut, including Master Ma, but he never appeared. He was like a loach, very cunning.

At the dinner party, Ma Master spent 1.3 million to buy a pair of jadeite earrings for me. I happily held his neck and said loudly that I loved Ma Tianchang. He pinched my ass and asked me how to thank him. I said that I could do whatever I wanted.

"Don't look at me to be so charming to him superficially, but in fact, I am disgusted by this old man. If it weren't for his money in his pocket, God would be willing to accompany him."

"None of us hate him so much that we grit our teeth, but we can't live without him, because Master Ma is generous. Every time he makes money in business, he will buy lots of luxury goods for us and jewelry. If he is willing to pay us, we will be willing to accompany him."

There was not much good news for a man in his early sixties, and Lord Ma's body was even worse and weaker. He warned me not to go out and talk about him. It was no use to secretly drink a lot of tonic wine.

Just because he couldn't, he had put so many cuckolds on his head, which were all given to him by his woman, and had an affair with her bodyguards behind his back. Sometimes, I felt funny when I looked at him, "Even if a man has money and power in his life, so what? He doesn't even have a loyal woman."

Master Ma took over the best quality of that night, and guests came to congratulate him, saying that he had a good fortune to get such a beautiful woman.

He was very happy to be praised by others, so he smiled and asked me to toast. When I was drinking with Ma Sa in my arm, I felt a group of fiery eyes following me behind and did not look away until the end of the engagement. I pretended to talk to Ma Sa's ears and looked back quietly.

In his sight, Director Zhou was smoking on the windowsill, and the brim of his hat hid his deep eyes. He knew that if he didn't look at me, his eyes would fall on my face.

When I looked at him with a colorful light, the voices of the crowd suddenly quieted down. I knew that this man might become my prey, and his eyes made me feel like he was being possessed...