I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

"Dangdang"

Coke was picked up from the vending port of the vending machine, and Jiang Chen opened the ring of the can, and slammed his head.

Sweet and chilly into the throat, there is a refreshing feeling of refreshment. Jiang Chen’s unexpected discovery, this long-lost and cheap happiness is actually much more so than the taste of Shanzhen.

The glaring sun was a little dazzling, looking at the direction of the beach, could not help but slightly narrowed his eyes.

The green palm leaves sway, not far from the beach, children playing with their mothers, couples playing on the beach. This is the largest beach in Penglai City. The most important thing is the bikini and the beautiful woman. The long legs of the pair of white flowers make Jiang Chen remember that when I was studying at Wanghai University, a few buddies went to the beach together. Swimming, sitting on the beach and watching the beauty of the past...

Not far away, there is a net on the beach, Aisha and Natasha are competing against each other on the volleyball. Can't keep up with the two human forces, Xia Shiyu is wisely not involved in their contest, sitting on the beach chair comfortably, while enjoying the cool, while leisurely for the two players.

Both women belong to the rookie category on volleyball. However, if they are physically strong, both of them are superhuman. One is a former KGB agent and the other is a genetic agent. Although the latter has stronger physical attributes, the former does not give much.

Jumped up and slammed, and smashed a smash with brute force. I saw that the volleyball turned into a shadow, and Natasha’s blond hair flew over, and the shells seemed to slam on the sand. I only heard a bang, and directly pulled the beach out of a deep pit.

"Do you want to murder?" He squinted at the deep pit, and Natasha slammed into Aisha.

Lightly on the beach, Aisha licked the hair under the ear without gasping, watching Natasha faint.

"Fifty, I won."

Although it is still the expressionless face, but when you look closely, you can see that her mouth is still a little smug smile.

However, her proud expression has not lasted for two seconds.

Just as she took it lightly, a cola came out from behind and stuck it to her face.

"Hey!"

Aisha, who was scared by the cheeks, made a shock. Looking at the lovely appearance of Aisha, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile and put Coke in her hands.

"Be sure to get along well. Are you tired? Come and have a drink."

"Well..." Glitched at Jiang Chen, Aisha took over Coke and snorted.

She doesn't really like carbonated drinks, but Jiang Chen never gives her something she never refuses.

Looking at the look of the two people's love, Natasha rolled her eyes in a bad mood. At this time, her line of sight suddenly swept through Aisha's ****, and the corner of her mouth could not help but provoke a slight arc. I saw her go forward, gently licking the blond hair with sweat, and honestly handed the volleyball in her arms to Aisha's hand.

"Volleyball is what I lost."

"Oh..." Aisha snorted softly and her nose rose slightly.

Perhaps because of Jiang Chen’s standing next to her, Natasha’s admit defeat made her rare and somewhat fluttering.

Looking at Aisha's proud expression, Natasha smiled badly.

"But I can't lose other balls? Do you want to compare with me?"

"I am willing to accompany you." Aisha's eyebrows picked and did not ask for the content of the test, and quickly took over her challenge.

"Oh oh? Then this special game, there is still a gentleman as a referee. How, interested?" Natasha turned to whistle to Jiang Chen, but also quite a chest.

The "soccer" wrapped in a few pieces of cloth is about to jump out of the cloth.

Mao’s ethnic talent seems to be all on the word “big”, whether it’s the caliber of a tank or the beauty of Moscow. A few years ago, Google, a good thing, also carried out a "small map of women in all countries of the world" on the ap, and a piece of orange-red Russia ranked first without any suspense.

But any normal man, if you are not interested, it must be fake. As a "gentleman", it is not an elegant thing to want to express too much red fruit.

Well, it’s an excuse to say more. If it’s not the murderous sight behind Xia Shiyu, Jiang Chen really wants to do something.

In Natasha's eyes, Jiang Chenyi reluctantly refused to seduce and confuse, and pulled Aisa, a foggy side, to the side, admonishing the sinister girl who did not know the world, and should not easily take the inexplicable test.

It was a mad day of fun, until the sunset made the sky golden, and the four people left the beach and returned to the hotel in the Central Building.

In the next few days, the four also went to the newly opened Venus Water Park, the most popular robot museum, and the largest submarine shopping street in Penglai... almost all the fun places in Penglai. Every time.

On the last day of the tour, the original Jiangchen plan was to return to Coro Island, but it just happened to catch up with a special charity party, when there will be celebrities from all walks of life around the world. As the most wealthy rich man in Penglai City and the world, Jiang Chen naturally received an invitation.

The party was jointly organized by UNICEF, the International Red Cross and other charitable organizations and sponsored by more than a dozen rich philanthropists around the world. The venue for the evening party is located in the Haixia Ballroom in Penglai City. But these are not the keys. Recognized as the most influential contemporary painter, Julian Schnabel will auction his latest work, The Pearls of the Pacific, at this charity gala.

I know the name, and this painting is based on Penglai City.

Xia Shiyu was accompanying him to the party because both of them just received an invitation. Originally, Jiang Chen also planned to bring Aisha, but Aisha quit his job because his work was not suitable for frequent public appearances.

Holding the hands of Jiang Chen, today's Xia Shiyu is particularly beautiful. A black evening gown, conservative and bright, set off the whiteness of the face and the clavicle, perfectly showing the femininity that she rarely reveals.

When she stepped into the door of the venue, she immediately attracted countless stunning eyes. Even those movie star singers who are not good-looking are not eclipsed in front of her.

But these amazing eyes are just a moment.

When I saw who the man she was holding, the people I was interested in also gave up interest in her. To be jealous of the world's richest man, it is purely uncomfortable.

When the main guests of this charity party arrived, the organizer Adam Garrett smiled and greeted him, and enthusiastically extended his right hand to Jiang Chen.

“Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Jiang Chen!”

"For the children of the world and those who need help." Jiang Chen also smiled and shook his hand.

Although he does not have any compassionate feelings, this does not prevent him from preying internationally.

There are reporters in the venue. After all, the money that these rich people have spent can't be white, at least they have to be famous.

However, these reporters are not allowed to interview, or even allowed to communicate with the guests, can only be their own transparent people, silently doing the record of the evening process. After all, there are people who have faces in the world, how can they accommodate these reporters to make a big news? (To be continued.)