Yang Ming only treated this incident as an episode, went back to take a shower and dressed up. Then, according to Eddie's suggestion, he sprayed himself with perfume and considered wearing some clothes that showed off his figure and went to the bar!

As for advocating male bodybuilding and strength, Yang Ming likes the American atmosphere very much. You may not be handsome, but if you want to develop a figure, you will still have a market.

In the cloakroom, I finally decided whether it was a simple combination of shirts and jeans, which could highlight his advantages. Then, when it was still early, I took some snacks to the sofa and watched TV.

Yang Ming likes to watch news and practices listening, and then coincidentally saw breaking news (breaking news) and found that it was the scene this afternoon.

The reason he finally understood that it was two black restaurants eating, and they had a conflict with others. The black man whispered Nico and overturned the table.

Then passers-by called the police, and the nearby female policeman came to deal with it. He thought the opponent had chosen the wrong gun because he had bare hands. The electric stun gun failed to knock down the big man, and he almost fell.

Then there was a picture taken by passers-by on his phone, and he even saw himself! But he couldn't say how handsome he was. He just flirted with his vagina and stepped on his feet to solve two problems. His tricks were indeed a bit... Jackie Chan-style martial arts.

No wonder they all called themselves the nickname. Then there was a reporter's interview with the female police officer Vanessa, who said that the person who assisted in the arrest was a gentleman with a sense of justice.

"Huh? I'm pretty conscience!"

Yang Ming didn't expect that she would say good things to him, but if he met again, it would be different if he dared to come in. After all, Americans have guns. Although gun management in California is very strict, criminals still care about the law?

After reading the news, the time was almost over, so I rushed to the location that Daniel agreed to. There was a long queue of nightclubs at the door. He had been the owner of a nightclub for so long. If he knew whether it was high or not, he would look at the door.

It is definitely unusual to have so many people queuing up. The arrogant Ferrari Enzo stopped at the door, but he had the eyesight to let it be a scenic spot.

Yang Ming's list is already on the list, and the black man in the door checkered to release it with ease.

In that busy nightclub, I saw Daniel who was chatting and laughing with a group of girls. He also saw Yang Ming and waved: "Here! My friend Yang!"

"Hey!" Yang Ming stepped forward and hugged him, "I like this lively place!"

"Enjoy the joy of tonight!" Daniel said with a smile, "introduce these girls, Debbie, Forlora and Grace!"

"This is a young Yang, a big entrepreneur!"

"I'm glad to meet you!"

Hearing, champagne was brought, and DJ with a high enough rank was already in the hot spot. Yang Ming was talking about some things about nightclubs and wine, which was very good at it.

"To be honest, I think you are in this industry." Daniel felt.

"I'm indeed." Yang Ming nodded, and under the curiosity of the girls, "I run a nightclub in China, and there are many nightlife places. I can also mix bartenders!"

"Oh Mai Ka! You are so talented!" The Los Angeles girl's standard tone.

Old Yang enjoyed this kind of worship. After two cups of horse peeing, the person floated up: "I can drive a Ferrari with one hand, do you know?"

"Oh really? You're so cool!"

"I'm a race driver." Yang Ming really doesn't want to show off too much.

But girls admire it! White girls sometimes don’t have any IQ. As long as you are cool enough, your talent is special enough - but it’s the same wherever you put it.

Yang Ming just made a qualified demonstration and invited: "If you have the chance, you can go to the local racing stadium. I will definitely not disappoint you when I take my co-pilot!"

"I really want to try the racing car!" Sure enough, I was keen.

Everyone was very interested when talking about this. Seeing this, Daniel said: "There are local racing clubs in Los Angeles, which are played in a quarter-mile and a half-mile in a straight line."

"You Americans like simple and rough straight lines, but I like traditional tracks." Yang Ming is still a little picky about playing.

"I like tradition too!" After the girl said Flora's words, it made her best friends laugh. It seemed that some people were interested.

Yang Ming glanced at Flora. She was a very typical rich daughter with long golden straight hair and a slim figure. She inevitably had many famous brands on her body and was a little rebellious.

But it doesn’t matter whether it’s good or bad. Yang Ming just wants to have fun and brag!

Daniel pressed his phone a few times and told them: "There will be a straight-speed race this Saturday and a track event, which is just right!"

"That's the day after tomorrow?" Yang Ming confirmed the time. He had money and time, so it was also very good to find these entertainments.

...

So after bragging for a night, Yang Ming, who was a little bit arrogant, was not interested in playing anymore. He called a driver and drove him home. He was awake until dawn.

I went to the company again in the morning and things were progressing slowly. However, a lot of analysis was made about the origin of Krugman and his family.

According to data disclosed by listed companies or other channels, its family is one of Citi's major shareholders and the founder of a private equity fund, which is good at investing in non-listed companies.

There have also been many achievements in investment in the pharmaceutical field. Although this is a long-term job, there will naturally be countless people who make money.

It can be said that all aspects meet the standards. If there is really a need for cooperation, the price and rights can be discussed.

Yang Ming decided to send the information to Sun Wenrong in China and let him refer to it.

Then after lunch, I went home from get off work. Thinking of going to the racing stadium on Saturday, I happened to go to Enzo to check it regularly, and plan to upgrade the semi-hot tires and adjust the racing steering ratio.

Enzo is well maintained. Although he has been there for more than ten years, he is still a treasure sword.

After a whole afternoon, I got it all done, got on the car that was adjusted to meet my track requirements, turned off all electronic assistance, and returned!

This 660-horsepower sports car is like a wild horse that has been broken. It is impossible for people without a racing foundation to control it!

But Yang Ming still controlled it steadily and ran to the opposite mountain. He found that there were no traces on the road. When he turned around and ran back, he still had no traces. So he tried the ups and downs of the mountain road.

I couldn't help but have another fun. I ran back and forth twice without touching a few cars. I just let go of my courage. The speed of the car increased unknowingly, and the curves were steadily moving!

Then... the familiar flash flashed in the rearview mirror!

"Oh!"

What a fucking luck... Yang Ming honestly pulled over and saw the police officer coming down from the rearview mirror. When they looked at each other, they knew everything.

"It's you again?"

LAPD officer Vanessa frowned, was surprised, and a little funny, and was also serious about this guy who forgot the pain for only one day!

Yang Ming squeezed out a smile: "It's my fault! I shouldn't-"

"Get out! Don't say anything! Get out!" Vanessa was too lazy to listen to the reasons. She turned out to be an old fry, but she was caught by herself again.

Yang Ming couldn't have thought that he would be so unlucky! It would be fine if it weren't for the same person, but he could still continue the reason for "I'm not familiar with the British unit", but now!

What was even more unexpected was that when she got off the car, she didn't even say anything she had done, so she did it first-

"Raise your hands! Face to the car! Put your hands on the roof!"

Yang Ming has countless MMPs in his heart. If I had known that you would have been beaten to death, a stinky girl! After all, I saved you from the big boss yesterday, right?

Of course he didn't see it. Vanessa showed a cunning smile on her face, pretending to touch him, and her muscled positions such as chest and abdomen, she touched her back and forth several times.

"Didn't you carry any contraband?" she asked.

Yang Ming wanted to say whether you took advantage of me or searched me, and said honestly: "There is no police officer!"

"Really not?" So she checked again.

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Chapter completed!