King of Hollywood

"Are you finished talking?" A sweet voice sounded in my ears, and Kate appeared beside Adrian with a flowery smile. She was wearing a long black dress with her hair left behind, revealing her delicate collarbone and white goose Neck, holding a small handbag, a bit mysterious in its generosity, sexy in its elegance.

"It's obvious. I'm not Crowe, and I'm not as good at it as he is." Adrian shrugged.

"It's really rare to hear you admit that you are not bad at times." Kate raised her eyebrows in surprise, and the smile on her face remained undiminished.

"There are no all-rounders in this world. Isn't it bad to admit that you have shortcomings?" Adrian spread his hands, then stretched out his hands with a smile and stroked her face lightly, "I'm so happy tonight, aren't you?" Are there many men who strike up a conversation?"

In fact, he knew why Kate was happy. When introducing her to the guests at the reception, he always used the name "girlfriend". Women are sometimes easy to satisfy.

"Yeah, a lot, including the one you've been paying attention to." Kate rolled her eyes at him, and then looked at a middle-aged man who was talking to two or three people in the distance. The other party looked to be in his early fifties, with a square face and thinning hair, but he always looked confident and liked to talk. He was the kind of person who was good at showing himself.

"Did you see it?" Adrian looked at Kate in disbelief.

"Of course, don't forget that the time I'm around is also constant. Although... I can't compare with Charlie, I still have the skill to observe the situation." Kate said here and sighed lightly, but then laughed again: "Don't worry, I believe most people here are not aware of it."

Actually started to use the nickname Charlie... Adrian glanced at her with some surprise, but didn't show it. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man and asked in a half-joking tone: "So what do you say?" , if I want to look for him in the past, can you introduce him for me?"

If there was anything to come out of tonight's drinks, it was meeting this guy, one of Adrian's chosen judges for America's Next Top Model. Of course, there are other reasons for choosing this guy, such as a reality show in the future. But tonight, after observing him carefully for a long time, Adrian discovered something more interesting. This guy should have a lot of contacts in New York.

Although the title of "Real Estate King" is a little watery, it is largely because he likes to be exposed in front of the media. After all, he has been operating in New York for so long. Although he is currently in the most difficult time, he is still the member of the billionaire club. It is not surprising that members have extensive contacts. Even with the help of his uncle on the east coast, Adrian doesn't mind opening up more routes. Eggs should never be put in the same basket.

It only takes a small sum of money to get his favor, so why not do it? It is always better to give charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake. Anyway, without my own help, the other party can survive this period of time. Besides, the prospect of real estate after entering the 21st century is quite hot, as long as you remember when to withdraw.

"Yes, I know, but it won't be too long, everything will have ups and downs, and since it's as bad as it can be, it will be a matter of time before it rebounds, and I firmly believe in this," said one person When he didn't look at the continued downturn in real estate, the middle-aged man said in a relaxed tone, still full of confidence, but his voice was a bit too loud.

"I agree with this. In many cases, success belongs to those who persevere." A voice came in at this time, and the middle-aged man turned his head to look, and a man who looked like he was in his thirties appeared in front of him with a smile .

"Hello, Mr. Trump, I'm Adrian Kewell." The other party immediately extended his hand.

"Please call me Donald," the other party was a little confused at first, but then his eyes lit up. As a person who often deals with the media, how could he not know the name Adrian Kewell, "I really didn't expect I will meet you here, Mr. Adrian, you are really young."

Then he noticed Kate again, and suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment: "It turns out that Miss Kate's boyfriend is you. No wonder, such a beautiful and charming lady should naturally be matched with a hero like you."

"Thank you, Donald, you can call me Adrian or Ed." Adrian smiled slightly, noncommittal to the compliment.

"Why, Ed is also interested in real estate?" Donald Trump was not polite, and politeness was not his style.

"No, maybe I can have a lot of mature opinions in the media, but I don't have enough understanding in real estate." Adrian shrugged, "I just agree with what you said, saying that Donald Trump Trump is a never-say-die person, although today is the first time we meet, but I think this sentence is very pertinent."

"Of course, the only one who can hit me is myself." Trump laughed, but accepted Adrian's compliment in its entirety.

"I can't give exact evidence yet, but I believe that the real estate industry will recover soon. If you want to get involved, now is the best time." He then said that although Adrian said it very secretly, he How could it not be heard.

"Really?" Adrian smiled, but did not continue on this topic. "Frankly speaking, I was a little hesitant at first, but now I have strengthened my confidence. It would be a good choice to invite you."

"Invite me?" Trump looked at him puzzled.

"Yes, a very interesting plan," Adrian said, looking at the time, "Oh, I'm sorry, Kate and I have something to leave first, maybe we can..."

"I'm going to hold a reception at home the night after tomorrow. I wonder if Ed is willing to honor it?" Trump said immediately.

"Great, I will definitely arrive on time." Adrian nodded.

Coming out of the luxury apartment, the cold wind suddenly hits the face. Although the snow on the street has been removed, there are still a lot of vegetation and some places that the cleaners can't reach, which adds a bit of charm to the city.

"Aren't you worried about coming out so early?" Kate asked while arranging the scarf for Adrian.

"It's not too late. Besides, everyone who needs to be contacted has already been contacted. Even my uncle can't say anything about me." Adrian shrugged with a smile, and took Kate's arm after she tidied up late.

"I thought you were going to talk to that...Donald Trump for a while." Kate immediately leaned on him.

"I had that plan at first, but it suddenly occurred to me that you and I haven't had a good time in New York together, so I declined this conversation." Adrian came to the side of the car, opened the door and made a gesture to Kate. please gesture.

He didn't lie. Of course, he chatted with Trump indiscriminately and made an appointment for the next meeting. The most important thing was to whet the appetite of the other party first. The profit is maximized here. There was a short pause before Trump said that he would hold a reception at home. Obviously, this reception did not originally exist. It can be seen that he has considerable expectations for Adrian, and these are important information.

However, it was true that he hadn't been shopping with Kate in New York for a long time, and he didn't want to take Kate with him at the reception for too long, so he took Kate out smoothly.

"Really?" Kate sat in the co-pilot and looked at Adrian and asked, with a faint smile, her eyes were very bright, she seemed to see something, but she might not see anything.

"Of course, let's talk about the next itinerary, I'm all up to you." Adrian leaned over and kissed her cheek gently, "While the little guy is being taken by aunt, tonight will only belong to you My world of two."

"Okay, so let's go to Central Park now, and if there are people skating, we'll join in, then go to Broadway to see a show, and we'll talk about the rest. Also, I'm still hungry, you should go get something to eat. "

"Happy to help you, dear."

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Although the time to return to Los Angeles was delayed, Adrian still kept in touch with Claude and told him about Trump's considerations.

"No, no, no, I don't plan to enter the real estate market. I just want to invest in him, in terms of connections. Personally, I am optimistic about this guy. Although he is a bit arrogant and likes to attract attention, but Definitely not a supercilious idiot." Adrian explained his new idea in this way.

Crowder didn't think too long before agreeing, because the preparations for "America's Next Top Model" went well, and TBS's planning department mostly expressed their support for inviting Donald Trump to be one of the judges, and he also knew about this person Not a lot. In addition to the detailed analysis of the planning department, Crowder also had people collect a lot of information about Trump. If Adrian's views are correct, it would not be a problem to invest with a small amount of money.

This matter is so settled, and besides that, Adrian has not forgotten certain things.

"Nada," the bedroom door was opened, and Shelly poked her head out from behind the door, "it's almost ten o'clock, don't go to bed too late."

"Understood, Mom." Natalie, who was sitting upright at the desk, smiled, rolled her eyes and let out a long breath after her mother left, then resumed the previous posture, the chair was tilted back, and the two With one leg crossed on the book, the pen flipped between his fingers, and he looked at the ceiling in a daze.

At this moment, there was a faint bell ringing in the bookcase at the back. Natalie froze for a moment. After realizing that she was not hallucinating, she immediately stretched her arms sideways to open the bookcase, and took out the mobile phone, which is considered relatively small in this era. .

"Hmm... hello? That one?" She opened it and asked carefully, but her expression became slightly agitated. It was a gift from him at the beginning. It was supposed to be convenient for contact, but only a few people knew the phone number. Number.

"I don't play this kind of boring game." After hearing the person's voice clearly, a smile spread from the corner of her mouth, "I'm not... what?!"

Before she finished speaking, Natalie suddenly screamed and was about to jump up, but at this moment the chair was still leaning back, and only her two legs were on the ground. With this movement, she immediately lost her balance and screamed immediately And fell down from above.

"It hurts to death." The girl grinned and stood up rubbing the painful place, then quickly picked up the phone: "No...it's nothing, I accidentally fell, where do you say you are?"

She hurried to the window with the phone, opened the curtains and looked out at the street, and soon, under the light of the street lamp, she found the figure standing under the big tree across the street. A sweet feeling came out of her heart involuntarily, she immediately raised her hand and waved it, but she said, "I'm really not creative, it's no different from last year."

Even so, Natalie quickly found a binoculars from the drawer, raised her eyes and looked across the street: "Ha, I can see you very clearly... It's disgusting, how can you do it to the phone?" The act of kissing... well, that's about the same, do you want me to catch it?"

As she said that, she put down the binoculars, kissed the palm of her hand, and then raised it to her mouth and blew lightly. Then she giggled with joy, and the two chatted on the phone across the street.

"Of course not, you know, mom and dad don't celebrate Thanksgiving, but it doesn't matter, the street is still full of festive atmosphere."

"Can't you? Well, I must come over at Christmas or New Year's. I miss you too."

"I know, I have enough patience, so I don't have to be so nervous."

Before I knew it, half an hour passed, and Natalie had to prepare to end the call after realizing this.

"It's getting late, I'm going to rest... um, good night... well, what benefits do you want... Don't think about it!" He made a grimace over there, then lowered the curtains, threw the phone back into the bookcase, jumped onto the bed and hugged the pillow for a while, his face flushed slightly.

The goddamn guy let her moan on the phone to him, didn't he hear enough last time? ! Natalie thought angrily, but she couldn't help but think of the last time in her head. At first, I just groaned a few words in a pretentious manner, but somehow I got into the state, and finally I really started to masturbate!

Damn guy, it's all your fault! Natalie thumped the pillow unhappily, her face became more and more rosy, and when she was masturbating, she often recalled the pictures she had peeked at.

After such a long while, she finally regained her composure. After she breathed a sigh of relief, she looked up at the ceiling with more confusion in her eyes, and her brows were also slightly frowned.

You say... I should try to get into Harvard?

Yes, it will be good for your future development. Ivy League schools are fine, preferably Yale or Princeton, but Harvard is the most suitable for you in general. In addition, you must graduate after entering!

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"Hey, Ed, I've been waiting for you for a long time." As soon as Adrian entered the living room, Trump's enthusiastic voice came over, "And the beautiful Kate."

"It's a great honor to be able to attend your reception." Adrian, who was holding Kate's arm, said with a smile, and glanced at the living room. There were so many people here, and many of them were people he had met at the previous reception. . The fact that so many rich and powerful people could be invited to an impromptu reception shows that he was right about Trump's connections.

"Let me introduce..." Trump then pulled him to introduce the people he had just talked to.

Among them were bankers, fund managers, and his peers. After a few words of appropriateness, Adrian immediately realized that Trump was taking advantage of the situation, and smiled secretly in his heart. He began to cooperate very well. stand up. This situation did not last long, and Trump said goodbye to them.

"Unfortunately, Ed and I still have something to discuss in private, so I'm sorry for the time being." That's what he said.

"I'll be away for a while, and I'll be back soon." Adrian said to Kate.

"I know, you go." Kate smiled and didn't say much.

Then the two entered Trump's study one after the other.

"Would you like something to drink? I have the best red wine from Château Mouton." Trump said with a smile after gesturing to please sit down.

"No, no need, I usually don't drink at this time." Adrian shook his head lightly.

"Then..." He then opened the cigar case.

"I don't smoke." Adrian shook his head still smiling.

"That's such a pity, it's a good Cuban cigar." Trump held the cigar under his nose and sniffed it, then sighed regretfully, "If you can't enjoy life, it would be such a bad thing." thing."

But he laughed again immediately: "But it's a good habit. I don't smoke cigars or drink strong alcohol. These are all prepared for guests. Life should be enjoyed, but it should also be enjoyed in moderation."

"Indeed." Adrian nodded in agreement.

"Okay, so let's get down to business now, what's that invitation you're talking about, Ed?" After pouring himself a glass of wine, Trump sat down.

"To put it simply, our cable TV station is currently preparing a reality show, and I hope to invite you to be one of the judges." Adrian spread his hands.

Trump's eyes widened immediately, but fortunately the glass was not brought to his mouth, otherwise it might not be possible to see him spraying out in his current state.

"Sorry, did I... hear something wrong?" Trump looked at him in surprise.

"I am very serious about inviting you, Donald," Adrian said with a slight smile, "This is a model audition. Among the judges, we need someone who is not engaged in this field, but knows it well and has his own unique insights. "

"Why me?" Trump narrowed his eyes, his tone was so flat that he couldn't tell.

"Because no one is more suitable than you. You are a well-known real estate tycoon. You have been the president of several beauty pageants such as the Miss All-Wonderful Age pageant. You have a far higher exposure rate than your peers. You are a person who doesn't like to hide behind the scenes and is full of show. The one who desires you." Adrian folded his hands on his knees, "I can't think of anyone else who can replace you."

"Really?" Trump's voice sounded noncommittal, but the smug expression on his face fell into Adrian's eyes.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and then the door of the study was opened, and a clear and pleasant voice came in: "Dad!"\u003c/p\u003e