hollywood billionaire

Chapter 457 Have they been there?
The passionate embrace between their lips did not last long as it was interrupted by students entering and leaving the parking building.

There are two elevators between the apartment and the parking garage, two elevators at the West 32nd Street entrance to the parking garage, and even an elevator in an unnamed alley on the west side across the street from the Shrine Theater.

It was 9:30 p.m., and it was election day. Not many students would stay in their bedrooms, especially those USC students who grew up in the U.S. From coast to coast, votes were counted, and their familiar world was crumbling inch by inch.

The liberal thought initiated by the cry of “Yes We Can” in 2008 is about to make its final cry and die suddenly on this Tuesday night that is destined to go down in history.

People on the right side of the political spectrum will celebrate the return of public order and morality tonight, and celebrate the fact that the silent majority has finally roared.

And for Los Angeles, this deep blue city running all the way to the left end of the political spectrum, tonight means the annihilation of truth and common sense, the dissolution of universal values... and the coming of the end of America.

At this moment, people have all kinds of emotions mixed in their hearts, and each person's combination is different, but there is one emotion that transcends race, culture, and community, and is fermenting in everyone's chest at the same time.

Confusion about the future.

If the reality TV star who was treated as a joke in "The Apprentice", the extreme conservative who was denounced by progressives as the reincarnation of Hitler, the arrogant billionaire, the playboy who treated women as dirt, the good-for-nothing Republican scum, actually won Pennsylvania and cleared all obstacles to the White House... what would the future of all Americans look like?
The indifference and contempt for political amateurs were used as ammunition and fed into the Democratic Party’s seemingly invincible propaganda machine, which was fired all at once.

The sky is full of fireworks, so beautiful and lively.

And now, the shells from high in the sky came back down, swooping down on them.

These brutal pleasures will ultimately end in brutality.

Nothing better sums up the state of mind of Democratic supporters—or any American who calls themselves a progressive—in 2016 than this quote from Shakespeare.

Anxiously awaiting the verdict of fate, most people in this situation would choose to comfort themselves with food and wine. As a result, in the parking lot of University Gateway Apartments, all kinds of vehicles can be seen going up and down, in and out. Some have just come back from a heavy meal, and some are preparing to go out to numb themselves with alcohol, waiting for the hammer to fall and then crying together, or jumping into a rage.

Therefore, although the parking garage was not crowded at this moment, there were still many people walking in groups of three or four, leaving no time and space for Han Yi and Barbara to indulge in their passion.

"How will you be here?"

Han Yi gently grabbed Barbara's arm and pulled her to turn around, facing the Temple Theater west of the parking lot.

"Shouldn't you be on a plane to Europe right now?"

"I lied to you."

Barbara glanced at the girls who were walking behind them, secretly looking at her and whispering about something. She subconsciously placed her fingertips on her lips, savoring the gentle throbbing that still lingered in her heart, and giggled.

"I did catch a flight at JFK, but it was from JFK to LAX."

"When you video-called me?"

"Oh, no." Barbara's smile became even more cunning, and she was so proud that her tail was raised. "When I called you via video, I had already arrived at LAX, so I didn't dare to talk to you for too long... There was a boarding announcement every ten seconds or so, and you would have been exposed if you heard it."

"And you knew I was at USC, so you just came over here?"

"How is that possible? Didn't you see the makeup on my face? I won't come to see my lover boy in a sloppy manner." Barbara stretched out her hand and brushed her fingertips through Han Yi's hair. "I went to the hotel to check in, took a shower, put on makeup, and carefully picked out a dress that I thought would stun you... Tell me, are you stunned?"

“I was stunned.”

Han Yi's answer was quite honest.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a Victoria's Secret supermodel who has just been elected Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Rookie of the Year can make people stunned even if she is wearing a rag.

"That's good. I rarely put on makeup like this when I'm not working, so you should cherish it."

Barbara drew a circle in front of her face with her index finger and smiled brightly.

"Where did you come from?"

"Of course it's Beverly Hills." Barbara raised half an eyebrow. "Why, you want to know which hotel I'm staying in? Don't worry, you'll know tonight."

"I'm worried that you're running around Los Angeles alone at night and you don't know how to drive. It's easy for you to get into danger. Especially..."

Han Yi was really overwhelmed by the teasing of this Hungarian witch, and a nameless anger was running through his chest.

He took one look at that fairy-like face that embraced all the aesthetic systems in the world, and quickly looked away.

It turns out that she put a lot of effort into her full makeup.

I can't watch it anymore. I can't control myself if I watch it again.

"What's so special about that?" But there was no way Barbara would let him go. She leaned over and bit his ear. "Especially when you're running around in this short skirt, it's easy to get into danger, isn't it?"

"What kind of danger will I encounter? Why don't you show me..."

Barbara's teasing was forced to stop before she even uttered the word "demonstration".

A few more students came out of the elevator, talking and laughing.

"So..."

The continuous attacks made Barbara's cheeks flushed. She placed her hands on the ochre-red low wall and looked out at the night sky over the USC campus.

“USC, huh?”

"You know I graduated from here." Han Yi didn't understand. "It's not like I didn't tell you."

"So what are you doing here today?"

"My family has set up a scholarship at USC." Han Yi answered fluently. He had rehearsed the content of this template many times in his mind. "During this period, we need to finalize the donation amount and number of donors for next semester. I will discuss this matter and sign to confirm it."

"Is that so—" Barbara drawled out her voice and nodded thoughtfully.

"But why are you from there?"

The Hungarian supermodel points south.

"Isn't the Joven and Yang Institute over there?"

Turning her arm, Barbara aimed toward the northeast again.

"How did you know?" Han Yi was shocked.

He didn't say which college the scholarship established by the "family" was for.

"McGrady and I found out that night in Las Vegas when we were role-playing Veronica Mars," Barbara confessed. "It's not top secret information. We can find it out with just a simple search."

"alright."

At this moment, Han Yi was very glad that he rejected USC's kindness in posting a photo of him and Xu Yiru on the scholarship introduction page.

Otherwise, who knows how big a mess it would cause.

He is so smart.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Yowen and Yang College are over there, why did you come from there?" Barbara asked persistently.

"Because the allocation of scholarships is handled by the USC Financial Aid Office." Han Yi remained calm. "The Financial Aid Office is in the Bovard Administration Building, which is over there... inside the campus."

"I see. I understand." Barbara nodded heavily and responded crisply. Then, without pausing for a moment, she threw out another bomb. "Then why did you park your car in a parking garage attached to a student apartment?"

"Visitors can also park here." Han Yi swallowed.

"I've researched it, and the first and front half of the second floor are the visitor parking spaces."

Barbara raised her chin in the direction of the McLaren P1.

"Over there, are exclusive parking spaces that only apartment tenants can use."

"Oh, really?" Han Yi tilted his head and glanced at his car. "That's it. I parked in the wrong place."

"It turns out you parked in the wrong spot." Seeing that the other party was still resisting, Barbara made a decisive move. "Then why is there a parking lot sensor in your car? It looks exactly like the sensors in the cars parked next to you."

"You don't need this kind of standard sensor to enter and exit your own villa, right?"

"What kind of witch are you?"

Han Yi curled his lips helplessly and gave up struggling.

Since it cannot be concealed, the least damaging way to deal with it is to reveal everything.

"Okay, you caught me... I also rented a room in this apartment to keep some study materials that I don't want to take home."

“In addition to my day job, I was also pursuing a master’s degree at USC.”

"Ahaha, you finally admitted it!" Barbara cheered. "In fact, I don't need to say so much. The backpack on your back is enough to explain everything... Who would come to discuss the allocation of scholarships with a backpack on their back? Unless you are the one who gets the scholarship."

"You Veronica Mars you." Han Yi spread out his hands, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. "Okay, now you know another secret about me. No, this shouldn't be considered a secret, right? Many people are studying for a master's degree while working full-time... I just happen to have more full-time jobs than most people."

"Yeah, it's not really a secret, so why are you hiding it?"

"I don't want my employees to know about this." Han Yi grinned, "I don't know how they will react. I'm much younger than they expect of their boss."

"I understand your concerns. I will help you keep it a secret."

Barbara frowned seriously and thought for a moment, then smiled brightly and pecked Han Yi on the face.

"But, for me, discovering this has made you even more adorable in my eyes."

"Why?" Han Yi teased her, "Does my school uniform excite you?"

"You are a college student, not a high school student, dear." Barbara was not afraid of his teasing. "But I don't mind giving you lessons... Remember to come to my room tonight. Professor Paven has a lot of..."

The threatening words that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back into his stomach because the elevator door opened again.

"Damn, this is really not a good place to talk."

Barbara shook her ponytail irritably and was about to say something when her eyes suddenly lit up as if she remembered something.

"Hey, Yi."

"what happened?"

"Take me to see... the student apartment you rented."

"If I'm not mistaken, Grace and Yuzhen should know that you are still in school, right?"

"Have they...been to your apartment?"

(End of this chapter)