I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 238: Small Skills to Promote Social Relationships (Second Update)
"Robbie, today's party is great. Oh my God, those poor young designers in Chelsea last time, it's so sad to think that they didn't give up their pursuit of art and fashion even in the face of hardship."

Fang Yu pinched the bottom of the wine glass and clinked glasses with Roberto Myers in a familiar manner.

"I just signed a check for $20,000. Thank you for giving us this opportunity to help young designers."

In Miami, especially in Beverly Hills, don't be embarrassed to talk about the good deeds you have done, as you may think it will make you look down on yourself.

His brain circuit is different from Da Zhou's.

If you don't say anything, others will think you are a fool.

Also, don't be stingy with your praise for others.

Because humans are creatures that are very willing to be praised.

In social relationships, if you want to quickly narrow the distance between people, the most useful skill is praise.

But this praise cannot be blind. If the praise is not done properly, it can easily become flattery, and it is easy to flatter the horse's leg.

How can you prevent your praise from becoming shameless flattery?

A little tip is to praise the specific thing instead of the person.

Just as Fang Yu said, Praise Roberta's party gave everyone the opportunity to help young designers.

This is praising something specific.

And if I may say, Robbie, you are truly the kindest person I have ever met in the world.

This is flattery, and it is very low-level flattery at that.

The fundamental difference between praise and flattery is that praise can be used for everyone, regardless of whether the other person has a higher or lower social status than you. This reflects a good personal quality.

Just like Fang Yu, he would praise both Tong Yongshan and Jiang Shuao. As long as the other person had something commendable and did something specific that was worthy of praise, he would praise him.

Flattery is naked flattery and is a matter of character and morality.

Although he didn't know Fang Yu before, Roberto Myers was of course happy to see such a handsome young and rich guy praising him.

I couldn't help but feel a little bit of favor towards Fang Yu.

Roberto Miles recalled in his mind that he had never seen this young Asian man whose figure looked better than that of a supermodel.

I was even more surprised when I heard that the other party donated 20,000 Malaysian dollars.

"Thank you very much for your kindness. May I ask if we have met somewhere before?" Roberto Miles also clinked glasses with Fang Yu reservedly and took a sip.

"Let me introduce myself, Fang Gis. I'm currently running a biological company and I'm the agent for a magical skin care product." Fang Yu got straight to the point, with a bottle of Wangshu Tears in his hand. "You can try it. It will take effect in 15 minutes. It will be effective from the first use without any side effects. The best effect will be achieved after days of continuous use."

Roberto Myers' assistant was a young white man in his early twenties who looked to be of Prussian descent, with oily hair and powdered face. He was a little wary when he saw Fang Yu coming over. When he heard that Fang Yu was going to give Roberto Myers a trial of skin care products of unknown origin, he immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Hey brother, you're crossing the line."

Fang Yu quickly blocked the assistant's outstretched hand with her left hand, and handed the Wangshu Tears to Roberto with her right hand: "This is a magical essence that can restore a person's skin to a state close to its best."

Great truth!
Fang Yu treated Robbie Myers as her former student and tried to fool her.

"Although you are very beautiful now, don't you want to see what your current charm would look like with your skin 20 years ago? It must have been stunning."

There seemed to be some kind of bewitching in Fang Yu's words. Robbie Myers couldn't help but show a bit of fanaticism in his eyes. He unscrewed the bottle of Wangshu Tears with a snap and smelled it.

"Let go, I'm going to call security!" The young assistant whose arm was grabbed by Fang Yu struggled hard for a few times, but found that Fang Yu's hand did not move even a millimeter.

What the hell is this power? Is this a robot?
Damn!

"As an assistant, you should ask Robbie's opinion first. Robbie, what do you think?" Fang Yu laughed and let go of his hand.

"Oh, dear Keith, you are right. I will try it right now. I am really looking forward to the magical effect you said. Seth, come with me to the dressing room to remove your makeup."

The young assistant named Seth turned his head and looked at Robbie Myers in surprise. What was going on?

It was obvious that the two people in the conversation just now did not know each other.

Although Robbie appears to be kind in public, he is actually not an easy person to talk to. How could he believe the words of this yellow-skinned boy so easily?

It takes twenty minutes to remove makeup. Are you going to just ignore all the guests at the party and go try some skin care products?
It's so weird. It's really so weird.

"No, you don't need to remove makeup when using this skin care product, you can apply it directly." Fang Yu added.

"Apply it directly? Really?" Under the suggestion, Robbie Myers did not completely believe what Fang Yu said, but asked for a second confirmation.

Because it violates her common sense.

Magical skin care products may be the product of modern biotechnology. People who don’t understand biology cannot come up with a strong theory to prove their fallibility, so suggestion can be effective.

But when it comes to makeup, Robbie Myers may be a legendary master. She has sufficient knowledge in this area. When Fang Yu's words go against the common sense she has mastered, it naturally doesn't work so easily.

"Of course, the principle of this essence is completely different from other essences. It can even protect your makeup. Believe me." Fang Yu added more strength and quietly used Wilder's doting to add a code to his suggestion. "What a magical product." Robbie Myers exclaimed without any surprise, then squeezed a few drops of essence from the bottle and carefully pressed it evenly on his face with his ring finger.

"Apply it on your neck as well." Fang Yu reminded.

Robbie Myers is already 51 years old. Although he takes good care of himself, it can be seen that he has not done any low-end medical beauty treatments such as face lifts or Botox. He probably only did some freckle removal and skin rejuvenation projects, and his skin condition is very natural.

For people of this age, nature means aging, wrinkles, and getting further and further away from youth.

But after a minute or two, Robbie Myers took a small mirror and looked at himself. It was indeed not affected by the original makeup, but it seemed to have no effect either.

"You'll have to wait twenty minutes, Robbie. I'll go over there first. See you later."

Seeing Robbie Myers applying a 1:5 diluted Wangshu Lei Pro, Fang Yu quickly said goodbye.

After all, it is a Hollywood party, and everyone will apply deodorant in advance. Otherwise, with so many foreigners staying in a room of not only 400 square meters, but even 4,000 square meters would be an eyesore.

Hollywood is a place of fame and fortune, full of bright lights, wine, women and decadence.

Seeing the beautiful stars in revealing dresses passing by him, Fang Yu suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth.

He picked up a bottle of Moët Dom Perignon that had not been opened in an ice bucket, flicked his finger, and with a "pop" sound, the champagne cork popped out automatically.

dun~dun~dun~
Without hesitation, he poured himself a large glass and drank it all in one gulp, letting the cold liquor slide down his throat in an attempt to calm his inner restlessness.

In a social party, if everyone is not drunk yet, this behavior is actually not in line with social etiquette.

Scarlett was talking to Netflix's production director David Lee, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Fang Yu pop the cork and drink the champagne in one gulp.

Seeing Fang Yu's Adam's apple moving while swallowing, Scarlett suddenly felt a little thirsty.

"This is indeed a good script. I think we can find some time to talk about it slowly." Scarlett ended the conversation with David Lee unnoticed and returned to her seat seemingly inadvertently. "Are you thirsty? Please pour me a glass too. Thank you."

Fang Yu handed Scarlett a glass of champagne and looked at her. The golden lizard skin dress on her body wrapped her like a golden female dragon.

Concave and convex.

"Roman seems bored in Linden Hall. Aren't you going to bring him back?" Fang Yu drank another glass. He had no idea that his eyes were now full of beast-like aggression.

"He doesn't belong to this world." Scarlett glanced at Romandarek in Linden Hall.

Scarlett was no stranger to Fang Yu's gaze, as most men looked at her in the same way on many occasions.

But no matter who it is, no one has such undisguised wildness.

wild.

"Are you planning to get a divorce?" Fang Yu drank another glass and asked the abrupt question recklessly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

Although Scarlett was a little surprised, she was even more surprised that she had no dissatisfaction with Fang Yu's abruptness: "Maybe, you know, this is Hollywood."

"Ah." A few drops of wine overflowed from the corner of Scarlett's mouth and flowed towards.

Fang Yu handed Scarlett two tissues.

"Thank you, this is the champagne I endorse." Scarlett took the tissue and touched Fang Yu's fingers with two of her fingers.

The fire in Fang Yu's heart grew stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but lick his lips and stared into Scarlett's eyes: "Is it annoying?"

Scarlett's first reaction was not anger, but surprise.

Aren’t the Ya people all reserved and introverted?

How could it be so direct and unrestrained?
But then, maybe it was the effect of alcohol or something else, Scarlett actually felt a little excited.

She has unlocked the elevator scene!
"Where?" Scarlett's hoarse and suppressed voice carried a wonderful rhythm.

"There is a screen in the Ormond Hall." Fang Yu glanced over there.

Ormond Hall?

Doesn't that mean there's just a wall between it and Linden Hall where Roman is?

"You go first." Fang Yu winked at Scarlett.

Scarlett's heart was pounding so hard that she felt like it was about to jump out.

"It's crazy."

"Hollywood is just so crazy, isn't it?" Fang Yu stood up, took off his suit jacket and hung it on the chair, "I'm going to wash my hands first, and then I'll go straight over."

Seeing Fang Yu's back, which was framed like an inverted triangle by the white shirt, Scarlett's eyes flashed. She picked up the wine glass and walked towards the Ormond Hall.

(End of this chapter)