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Chapter 511

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Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia While Qu was thinking about how to make the best use of the news, Hilton extended an invitation to Qin Guan. "Qin Guan, I have a big party tonight. Would you like to come?"

"No, I have something to do tonight..." Qin Guan didn't even bother to look up from the newspaper.

"But all three of us will be there. Dr. Luke and some famous music producers will be there too."

"What does that have to do with me? I'm not a singer. Am I right, Qu Xuemei? "

Qin Guan didn't even raise his head. He was still as calm as ever when he heard the names that would make the music industry scream at any time.

Hilton bit her lip and finally revealed her trump card. "Qin Guan, I heard that you have an accounting firm and a C-level gallery in New York."

"What?" What's wrong? "The two of them looked up at the same time.

"Yes. You know that there are some artworks hanging in the hotel. If the guests like the artworks in the presidential suite, they can contact our butler and buy them from the Hilton."

Cong Nianwei could not help but nod. Some top hotels had such private services.

"Also, our contract with KPMG is about to expire, and the CFO is also reviewing some new accounting firms. After all, everyone wants to hire the best accounting firm, right?

"So, can you come to my private party tonight?"

"Yes! All three of us! "

Where is your moral integrity?

Hilton cheered up immediately. She had thought that there was nothing that could interest the handsome man, but it turned out that he had tender feelings for the fairer sex.

Poor Hilton had already imagined that her Prince Charming couldn't bear to see her get hurt. After she couldn't offer any benefits, he pretended to agree to her invitation with the simplest condition.

Qin Guan really cared about the last condition, which was a chance for the QC firm to attract clients.

Of course, it wasn't the time to chat. The MV director had already set up the camera on the side of the stage.

"Attention all members of the production team, attention all actors, please prepare for the next scene …"

Then Qin Guan, Madonna and Britney walked into the hall.

The second scene changed. The two women appeared in the boss's room at the same time. Qin Guan was sitting on the sofa with Madonna lying on his chest.

"Attention, all units! Three, two, camera! "

With the director's order, Britney pushed open the old wooden door and saw the man and woman on the sofa.

In contrast to Madonna's sexy dance dress, Britney was wearing a pair of unisex shorts and two thin straps, which made her look playful and sexy.

She pouted and lifted her hips. She was very unhappy with Madonna's clinging to her. She jumped up and down and sat down on the other side of him, resting her head on the other side of his chest.

Hugging one on each side, the feeling was too wonderful.

Reality would show them the cruelty of life though. Surrounded by two blonde beauties, Qin Guan opened his eyes.

There was no element of love in those eyes, only coldness that did not reach the bottom of his heart.

As the smiles on their faces grew wider, Qin Guan stood up coldly.

Without looking back, he tidied up the collar of his shirt and left the land of tenderness that was full of love and desire.

Only his shadow was left. Britney and Madonna were lying on the sofa, looking weak and helpless.

The poor woman had given her heart to him, only to be abandoned mercilessly.

As he walked out of the venue, he felt that there was something wrong with the plot. Why was it so similar to the heartless men in the news?

The rest of the MV had nothing to do with Qin Guan. He just had to deal with the troublesome girl.

Hilton didn't care about the adoration in his eyes at all. Cong Nianwei felt suffocated. This kid was a typical love-struck fool. He kept shouting and trying to get close to her. Even though she was his real girlfriend, she was ignored. She felt really stifled.

Qin Guan had no time to talk to them. He just waved at them and went into the fitting room.

Hilton wanted to follow them, but before she could, Qu grabbed her by the wooden bead necklace.

"Hey, I'm changing inside. Are you going to follow me?"

"Sorry, sorry..." Hilton apologized, but she didn't look ashamed at all.

Why was he in such a hurry to take off his clothes? It was because it was hot in Los Angeles at the end of July, and the heat could make a person's face bloom.

For the shoot, he had to wear a suit with three layers on the inside and three layers on the outside. His underwear was soaked in sweat after such a long time.

After a long time, he finally found a pair of clean underwear in the backpack she had prepared for him. He had changed his appearance quickly.

A loose shirt, a pair of shorts that were wide enough to go for a spin, and a pair of elegant and coquettish plastic sandals. It was a refreshing Miami style.

Qin Guan let out a long breath as he walked out of the locker room. Feeling refreshed, he chatted with Hilton for a while.

"Well, just send the address to Qu Xuemei for the party tonight. There won't be any dress code or invitations, will there? "

Hilton, who was suddenly called out, was flattered. She shook her head desperately. "No, no, I'll confirm the name list with the receptionist. The people going tonight are all young stars in the music and film industries."

"They know how to have fun. It's not a formal party. You can wear whatever you want."

"It doesn't matter if I dress like this." Qin Guan pointed at his shoes.

"You don't have to wear anything. I don't care..." Hilton covered her face with her hands. "Oh, I'm so sorry..."

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