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Luke never believed that the domineering spirit was shocked and everyone came to surrender. That was Baiwen's bridge section, which did not fit his temperament.
Different people have different needs. Some people love money, some are greedy for power, some are lustful, some are full of resentment, and expect everyone to obey you. That's what fools have.
As a boss, you should always promote positive energy to your employees. Money is nothing but dirt. Only dreams are the future. If people don't have dreams, what is the difference between salted fish?
Would you like to be a salted fish? I don't want to. If I don't want to be a salted fish, just work hard.
This is the requirement of Luke's opponent, and it can't be simpler.
Superman and Batman are worthy of the levers of the DC world. Three days have passed since the video was posted, and the popularity has not decreased but has an increasing trend.
This wave of advertising effects made Luke close from ear to ear and almost woke up from a dream.
The two big brothers were awesome, and they couldn't accept it.
To let more people see their heroic posture, Luke became a god of death, unconsciously entered the FBI's internal network, made a few superhuman videos, and posted them online.
Once it was broadcast, there was another wave of heat.
The number of users has risen sharply and has exceeded the five million mark.
Five million is a hurdle, and you can move on to the next step after stepping this hurdle.
On the last day of July, many days of heavy work made Luke exhausted physically and mentally. He decided to relax and expand his contacts by the way.
At 7:30 in the evening, Luke, Charlie, Robert, and Philip Arthur appeared together in front of the Hilton Hotel to attend a charity dinner hosted by Republican Congressman Mars Donald.
It is said that it is a charity dinner, but it is a personal marketing meeting organized by Mars Donald to seek next year's general election.
Attending the banquet are all celebrities, including senior political officials such as the two council members and party leaders.
Luke is not interested in bad old guys with white hair. He prefers curvaceous young women, such as the Hollywood actress Jessica Theron in front of him.
Sexy tall figure, elegant and pleasant temperament, coupled with an aqua blue off-shoulder long skirt, exudes the breath from the ocean.
"Miss Theron, you must have been a mermaid in your previous life, specializing in seducing men's souls."
The blonde South African actress chuckles,
"shaw...Uh!!! May I call you Mr.?"
"No, I hope you call me Luke."
"Well, Luke, I want to ask, are you seventeen years old?"
"Age is not important, what matters is talent."
"I agree with you, but federal law stipulates that you cannot date minors."
Luke stopped the girl by the waist and smiled.
"It seems that I will be the lucky one tonight."
"Not always."
Jesse twisted and broke free from her arms, "Tell me how old you are."
"Twenty-two centimeters, not too big or too small, just right."
Jesse laughed weirdly, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear, "But someone told me that you are only seventeen."
"Children are not allowed to drink."
After speaking, he took away the champagne in his hand and left with graceful steps.
Luke: "..."
Who told you I'm young, how can I know if I don't try.
This is the fifth time he failed to strike up a conversation tonight. The tried and tested pick-up skills in the seaside city are useless in the metropolis. Could it be that the young women here are all contaminated by the Krypton virus and like the big guys like Clark Kent?
No, it should be a matter of choice, you should find someone younger.
Luke adjusted his state, turned on the scan mode, and searched for beautiful girls in the venue.
A target broke in, with purple hair, purple eyes, and a white dress, standing alone in the corner, like a left violet flower.
"I like purple!"
Luke grinned and walked over.
"Beautiful Song, meet again, how are you doing these days?"
"It's fine."
Emily smiled faintly, saying hello.
Luke asked the waiter for a glass of champagne and handed it to her.
"My friend, why do you have melancholy in your eyes, who bullied you, tell me, I will help you take revenge."
"No...no."
Emily pulled on the loose low-cut dress, and forced a smile, "I'm fine."
Luke looked at her up and down, Emily turned to her side, clutching the skirt with her right hand, fearing that her dress would fall off, her expression stiff and embarrassing.
These days, Roger has been investigating Luke secretly, and when he learned that he was attending a charity dinner tonight, he immediately used his connections to make an invitation letter for Emily to participate.
The two men's plan is a private operation, and there is no special funding.
In desperation, Roger could only rent out a set of "fairly fitting" evening gowns for her at his own expense.
Where can the rented things go better, especially on this occasion, in which women at the banquet are not wearing expensive jewelry or wearing gorgeous dresses? Compared with them, Emily, who is all alone, feels like a rush The ugly duckling entering Swan Lake.
Luke said with a low smile, "Beautiful ladies should be decorated with beautiful accessories, and come with me."
"What are you doing!"
"You'll know in a moment."
Luke could not help but dragged her out of the hotel to the Hermes clothing store next door.
Dresses of various colors are placed side by side on the shelves, and there are many styles, such as strapless, backless, low-cut, mix-and-match, fashion... it is dizzying to see.
Luke is not interested in clothing culture, but he knows one thing: what is good is most expensive.
Ever since that purple low-cut dress with a price of 35,000 U.S. dollars has become Emily's exclusive product.
The shawl covers the bare shoulders, and the skin is even more rosy and white when half-covered. The hair is scattered and tied behind the body by a bow. A purple dress close to the body, suddenly retracted at the waist, outline The lines make people linger.
"it's beautiful!"
Luke sighed sincerely, and the waiter and store manager were also full of praise.
Emily lowered her head, her heart pounding, her cheeks flushed with rouge.
Luke looked at it several times and was a little dissatisfied.
"What do you think of the shortcomings?"
The waiter and the store manager looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
"Please wait!"
Crystal boots studded with diamonds, silver bracelets from top French jewelry companies, amethyst pendants, half-crescent earrings...
Women are moving because of jewelry, and jewelry is dazzling because of women.
When Emily walked out of the fitting room with her skirt horns, the well-informed Luke was also stunned.
What is beauty?
This is the beauty.
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