AWB Chapter 220 The Gangster Who Was Too Cool To Have No Friends
Chapter 220 The Gangster Who Was Too Cool To Have No Friends
Chapter 220 The Gangster Who Was Too Cool To Have No Friends
After the matter was finalized in this way, Dio drove Christine away from the school. Only then did he remember that they hadn't eaten since noon.
Sure enough, learning makes me happy, and learning makes me forget time.
"Sorry, it's so late in a blink of an eye, let's go have something to eat together?" Dio suggested.
Christine was originally going to go home and deal with it casually, but now that Dior mentioned it, she was embarrassed to refuse.
"Then let me treat you this time, because I just made a lot of money today."
In less than 8 hours of class today, Dior gave her [-] US dollars, which was too much. She felt that she didn't play much role. It was entirely due to Dior's own talent that she could learn so quickly. San's school students can also achieve this effect by teaching him, but Dio insists on paying the remuneration according to the previously negotiated price, which also makes her feel a little bit ashamed.
But in Dior's view, the price is not high. As a high-level surgeon, he can earn a lot of money by performing a few operations in eight hours. Since Christine is willing to spend his precious time on With a layman like him, he naturally wouldn't care about such a small amount of money.
That's right, Mr. Dior, who just spent 2000 million US dollars in one lump sum not long ago, is really a little bit drifting!
"Then I can choose a place. If I don't have enough money, I can only stay and wash the dishes."
"Okay, you brush, I will cheer for you."
The two were joking with each other, the atmosphere was more than a hundred times more relaxed than when they first met, and Dior was just teasing her, he didn't pick any too expensive place, he saw a decent Italian restaurant on the side of the road and went to The location stopped the car.
The meal was very pleasant, and both of them might be a little hungry. Christine dropped the illusion of a lady, and Dior stopped pretending to be a gentleman. The two quickly finished plate after plate of food, and became In the eyes of other guests, they are different, but obviously neither of them is the kind of character who particularly cares about the eyes of strangers.
After eating, the two looked at each other's ugly appearance and laughed.
"Want to find a place to have a drink?" Christine offered to propose at this time, and the idea of going home and going to sleep has long been thrown behind her mind.
Dio was slightly surprised, "Of course, you can choose a place. I seldom go to bars, so I don't know much about it."
This time it was Christine's turn to be surprised. In her impression, a rich, tall, handsome and tall guy like Dior would definitely wake up in a different hotel every morning.
So is it just pretending or is it really like what he says?
Christine became more and more curious, so she took the initiative to report the address, and took Dior to a bar she used to frequent like an old driver.
In the United States, no matter how serious a professional elite is in the daytime, at night, it is very likely to transform into another person in a bar, and unrestrainedly decompress in many entertainment venues. Even if you occasionally meet your unsmiling boss, there is nothing to be surprised about. Even dance and drink together.
Christine is naturally no exception, but alcohol is too harmful to surgeons, so she is very restrained every time, only ordering drinks with the least alcohol content, and then dances to the explosive music until she loses her strength. After completely forgetting the stress and troubles, I will go home, take a shower and sleep, and welcome the morning sun of the next day.
When he arrived at the place, Dior was speechless for a while looking at the long queue.
And just when he was a little overwhelmed, Christine directly pulled him to the front, and greeted the bald man who maintained order skillfully.
"Hey, isn't this our dance queen Christine! Long time no see!"
"There have been a lot of operations recently, so I brought my friends here to play as soon as I have time."
The bald man glanced at Dio behind her, and then showed a smile that everyone understood, "OK! Hurry up and go in! When you're not around, even our DJ loses enthusiasm."
Christine immediately made a strange gesture, "Leave it to me!"
After finishing speaking, he greeted Dior and entered through another door.
"Can't tell you are still a regular here?" Dio felt very fresh.
"It used to be, but now I rarely have time to come here." Christine said without looking back, then took his hand and walked in.
Immediately, loud music and fanatical shouts flooded into the ears.
It's not that Dior has never been here before, but it's really not very adaptable.
But Christine was different. As soon as she entered here, she changed into another person. She lifted up her blouse and tied a bow on her belly, and then dragged Dior into the dance floor.
"Oh ho! Look who's coming! The dance queen we've been thinking about day and night has finally thought of her subjects!"
"Screaming~ Let's shout her name together, Chris~~~Ting!"
The sharp-eyed DJ who had obtained the information in advance switched the rhythm directly and excitedly, and then detonated the enthusiasm of the scene instantly!
Obviously, there is no one who often comes here to play without knowing her!
And Christine did not disappoint, she danced a sexy and hot dance around Dior, and she was completely different from her during the day!
"Oh yeah!"
"awesome!"
"another one!"
There were boos all around, and the crowd consciously gave them the middle position.
It's just that compared to Christine, who is like a fish in water, Dior is like a pillar. Apart from being tall and handsome, he has nothing else to attract the attention of many single women.
But just after the song ended, the DJ cut out a song with a weird rhythm.
Dior couldn't help it suddenly. This was "Pussy Control" by Prince, who was hailed as a genius pop singer in the last century, and it was the version after DJ remix.
The reason why he knows this is because this music is the background music of the famous "gangster rock" in JOJO!
And he once imitated it with his colleagues for fun, but it was too eye-catching.
But now he can't help it anymore, he should be able to dance with such physical fitness even if he has never learned dance, right?
So for the first time, he began to move seriously, instead of wriggling J8!
The very brainwashing Funk Rock style music coupled with Dior's meticulously restored 'gangster rock', it only took a moment to attract the attention of people around Christine from Christine.
slide, shake hands, nod
These movements are obviously too simple to be any more simple, but now they merge together to form an extremely weird chemical reaction!
Strange, weird, and absurd. But it just makes people unable to take their eyes off!
It's so fucking cool!
The crowd is boiling!
(End of this chapter)