"Why it takes so long? Your car will be towed away! "
Charles smiled and talked to Josie as if he hadn't seen the three people around her.
Harry looked at Charles's cheap clothes and his careless attitude and thought that Charles was ultimately a loser. When he saw that Charles' hand was holding Josie, suddenly he was angry.
"It's indeed a second-rate club, even this kind of person can be allowed to get in!"
Harry stood up from his chair because there were so many people in the box, he didn't dare to fight, only cynically said that.
Cynthia sitting beside them saw that Harry was angry. She had already felt worried. At this moment, she instantly rushed up to push away the Charles.
"You don't want your dog claws, do you? How dare you to grasp our hand without looking at our identity? "
Josie was shocked by Cynthia's move, however. Seeing that Charles took two steps back to stop, she knew that Cynthia's strength was not small. She hurriedly went up to hold Charles.
Charles waved his hands indifferently---How much strength could a woman have, just because he didn't guard against it.
"It's been four hours. You'll have to go to the vehicle management station to get your car before you hurry!"
Charles naturally wouldn't argue with a woman. He ignored Cynthia's movement directly, but how could Cynthia let him go so easily, watching him talk to Josie all the time? Her anger went up to another level.
"Who the hell are you? What do you care about our car? Get out of here, you ... "
Before Cynthia's words were finished, she was suddenly pulled aside by a girl with short hair. The girl looked at Charles in horror.
"It's him, the man who just peeped at us in the parking lot. Ah, Josie, come here. That's a pervert!"
At first, several people's attention was focused on Charles holding Josie's hand. It was when they looked up that they could see his face.
With a scream from the girl with short hair, most of the clubs' attention was attracted. The nearby manager was startled and hurriedly trotted over.
Cynthia didn't notice Charles's appearance until now. She was also startled. She remembered what the two of them had just said. Those words seemed to have been listened to by the man. She rushed up to take Josie back together.
"What the hell is going on in your club? How can you let anyone inside? Don't you don't know he is a pervert? Call someone to drive him out! "
Looking at the manager coming, the two men seemed to have taken some reassurance, hiding behind the manager and talking for a long time without breathing.
Because of their panic, at that time, the whole club was filled with whispering.
Some were talking about Zhang Chao, and others were discussing security problems at the club. Many people got up and prepared to check out, while others sat and tried to finish the play before leaving.
The manager looked at the scene in front of him and looked at Charles with some embarrassment. Whether it was true or not, he must now take some necessary measures to save the club's face.
Once this matter got around, it would have a serious impact on the reputation of the club.
"Sir, please leave here now, or we will ask the security guard to take coercive measures and then call the police."
This man deserved to be a manager. Faced with this situation, he did not offend Charles to death at once, and to a certain extent, he reassured the people here.
Josie now was not in the mood to care about others. She was anxious to disappear instantly in front of these people, pulled Charles, and was about to leave.
At this time, Josie found that she could not drag Charles, but was pulled back.
"Can't I come here to spend?"
Charles looked at the manager flatly, but Cynthia suddenly appeared.
"Hum, what kind of mental disorder is it? It is estimated that all the money you have should be spent to invite Josie to glut your eyes."
Heard this, Josie's face turned red, and her head was almost unable to lift. Harry, who was standing by, changed his facial expression on Josie.
"Having said so much, you'd better show some evidence!"
Charles made an indifferent look, and now he was looking at Cynthia in front of everyone without scruple.
Before Cynthia could speak, Charles opened his mouth again, "If you want to talk about appearance, you are estimated to be the one at the bottom in this group of people. If you want to talk about your figure, sorry, you don't have it. The girl next to you is okay. If you want to talk about your temperament, you shout in front of so many people. Tell me, Who gave you the confidence to steal the show here?"
As soon as this was said, both men and women around him looked at several people present. A closer look showed that it was such a reasonable thing.
It seemed that Cynthia could not put up with it and quickly turned the blame on Josie again.
"Josie, I don't think he looks sick either. Maybe you have a doctor-patient relationship on the surface, and there are still unexplained things behind the scenes?"
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