money player

When it was evening, the radio station liaison work came to an end.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Steve, who had gone out to buy clothes, came back. Not only did she change into a new set of clothes for this spring, but she also had a fashionable hairstyle. She looked radiant.

Xian Yaowen took her to Prost, a German restaurant located on the Place de la Bastille.

After sitting down at the table, Xian Yaowen asked Steve to order the food. He went to the bar of the restaurant, where the telephone was, leaned against the bar, and waited for the phone to ring.

After waiting for five minutes and still not hearing the phone ring, he reached into his suit pocket, his fingers touched the cigar bag, and then immediately moved away.

He is going to start preparing for pregnancy, he is going to be a father again, and starting from today for the next two years, he'd better give up cigars for a while.

He took out a pen and turned it around in his hand, trying to control his urge for the cigar.

After waiting for nearly seven minutes, the phone rang.

He picked up the receiver and put it to his ear, and heard a voice from the other end of the line, "Sir, the house is painted."

He tapped the receiver twice and then replaced it on the phone.

Back to the table and have dinner with Steve.

At seven o'clock, the two came to 12 Avenue George V, where Deliu held a cocktail party and was also the future address of the Crazy Horse nightclub.

As soon as he entered the basement, Xian Yaowen's attention was attracted by Deliyou and another woman beside her.

The woman's eye sockets were sunken into her cheeks, and she wore eyeshadow that looked like smoky makeup and gothic style. Her mouth was also sunken, which made her chin visually prominent. Her appearance was really not that good.

But her neck is beautiful, and the colored diamond on the pendant and the two embellishment diamonds complement each other, as if telling others that we are worth several thousand dollars, and it’s fucking US dollars.

The woman was Doris Duke, the wealthy woman who spent one million dollars to buy her ex-husband Porfirio Rubirosa from Deliyo. It was hard to imagine that she would appear at the cocktail party organized by Deliyo.

He took two glasses of champagne from the tray held by a passing waiter and handed one to Steve. He looked at Deliyu's face from a different angle, and seeing that her expression was unnatural, he immediately moved closer.

"Daniel."

With a greeting, Xian Yaowen hugged Deliyou, blocked her mouth and kissed her for a while, then let go and put his arm around her waist and turned to Doris Duke, "Daniel, why don't you introduce this beautiful lady to me."

Xian Yaowen's passionate kiss drove away the depression caused by Doris Duke's uninvited visit. She smiled and said, "Adam, this is Ms. Doris Duke."

"Wow, it's Ms. Duke." Xian Yaowen pretended to exclaim, pulled his hand away from Deliyu's waist, took a step forward, gently hugged Doris Duke, and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Doris Duke showed no resistance and turned around to cooperate with Xian Yaowen's sticking.

She was thirty-nine years old and knew very well that her appearance had nothing to do with beauty, but wealth gave her the confidence to pursue beautiful things, beautiful houses, beautiful jewelry, and beautiful men. Whatever she wanted, she could always get it as long as she spent some money.

The man holding her was young, handsome, and looked like Deliyu's lover. A man with a partner could most touch her heart.

After the face was pasted, Xian Yaowen began to introduce himself, "I am Adam Hepburn, and I run a clothing company."

"A clothing company?" Doris Duke chuckled, "Adam, you know a lot about clothes?"

Xian Yaowen shrugged, "I should be one of the few people in the world who knows the most about clothes."

"Really?" Doris Duke's smile widened. "What do you think of the way I'm dressed now?"

Xian Yaowen had just taken a good look at Doris Duke's clothes. She had a striped scarf on her head, covering her hair. She wore a slim-fitting fox fur coat on her upper body. It was not dyed, retaining the original color of the fox fur. It was well pieced together and was made by a skilled leatherworker.
She wore a brown tight skirt that reached her calves, and a pair of black short-sleeved leather boots with laces. Their style was more like later sneakers. He couldn't tell where the shoes came from. They might have been designed by Doris Duke herself or by some other designer.

Each piece of clothing can be called exquisite when appreciated individually, but they look a little weird when put together, especially when they are put on rotten hangers, which makes the beauty dull.

"Ms. Duke, your dress is beautiful, but with all due respect, the style is not right for you. I suggest you seek advice from another stylist."

Xian Yaowen's words did not make Doris Duke angry. She still kept a smile on her face and said, "I'm listening."

"I am honored to be of service to Ms. Duke, but not now." Xian Yaowen glanced at the spontaneously formed dance floor. "This is a cocktail party. Any clothing is disgusting to me. The only thing I want to do is take them off and throw them to the ground."

Doris Duke glanced at Deleuw and laughed: "Adam, you're funny."

Xian Yaowen bowed and saluted like a gentleman, and said politely: "Ms. Duke, I won't disturb you and Daniel from chatting. I hope you can find a good topic."

Doris Duke immediately understood Xian Yaowen's subtext when she heard this - please help me hold back Deliyou and don't let her affect my chances of picking up girls.

She gave Xian Yaowen an ambiguous smile.

Xian Yaowen nodded slightly at her and walked away with the champagne in his hand.

Watching Xian Yaowen walk away, Doris Duke said to Deliyou: "Daniel, is Adam your lover?"

"uh-huh."

Deleuze freely admitted that she very much hoped that Doris Duke would be interested in Adam.

Even though her marriage to Rubilosa was on the verge of collapse, she would rather throw away something that belonged to her, even if she no longer liked it, than watch it being taken away. Moreover, she admitted that she was very happy to spend the so-called compensation of one million US dollars, but at the same time her self-esteem was greatly hurt.

Adam is not Rubirosa. He is rich himself and will not be tempted by Doris Duke for a little money. If Doris Duke has feelings for Adam, there will only be two results - Adam directly refuses, or Adam agrees for the "big money", and Doris Duke's pride is likely to be taken away by Adam.

Whatever the result, she would be happy to see it.

If Xian Yaowen guessed what Deliyou was thinking, he could only say that Deliyou was overthinking. Doris Duke was a little ugly, but she was definitely not stupid. Even though she was willing to spend millions of dollars for a man, this number was insignificant compared to the wealth she possessed.

To put it bluntly, Doris Duke just spends money to play with men. It doesn't matter if you spend a little money, but if you want to covet her property, she will show her teeth and make you pay.

What's more, her father James Duke had left a backup plan when he was alive, and her mother Nanarine Inman was a very shrewd businesswoman, often compared with Heidi Green, who was known as the queen of Wall Street and the most stingy person. Nanarine Inman was not dead yet, so anyone who dared to covet her daughter's property should be careful about getting into a traffic accident.

Besides, Doris Duke is only suitable for the Phoenix Man who does not have lofty goals. If he can get her, he will have no worries for the rest of his life, just live a quiet life and wait for death without having to think too much. But she is not suitable for him. Not to mention that it won't be long before his wealth catches up with Doris Duke, he has never thought of becoming a Phoenix Man.

He was worried that Doris Duke would embarrass Deliyou, so he stepped forward to help her out. At the same time, he was also thinking of looking for an opportunity to send out an invitation. After all, Doris Duke was a world-renowned wealthy woman, and her attendance at the Secret press conference was an affirmation of the brand status of Secret, and it also sent a message to potential consumers that Secret was prepared for wealthy women like Doris Duke.

Celebrities love to eat shit, and their fans clean out feces tanks. The value of luxury brands is not determined by supply and demand, but by the recognition of a specific group of people.

Xian Yaowen stood in a corner for a moment, then hurried towards a woman.

Ava Jana, who had just arrived, drank two glasses of champagne in one breath. At this moment, she took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth. The light of Xian Yaowen's lighter arrived one and a half steps ahead of her footsteps.

Ava Jana first glanced at the fire, then looked at Xian Yaowen's face, her eyes asking, "Who are you?"

"Adam."

Ava Jana smiled, leaned over the fire to light a cigarette, looked up at Xian Yaowen and said, "Adam, you should pick me up at the airport."

Xian Yaowen pointed around and said, "I have many guests to entertain. Ava, you are Pepe's friend, and you are also my friend. I think friends can be more casual with each other."

"Ha." Ava Jana smiled faintly, "Adam, you are different from what Cen introduced you to be. She said you are a gentleman."

Xian Yaowen smiled and hugged Ava Jana, kissed her on the cheek, then let go and said with a smile: "You can trust Pepe's introduction."

"Very sweet." Ava Jana hugged Xian Yaowen back, kissed him back, and then laughed, "When I see Cen, I will tell her that I kissed her man."

Hearing this, Xian Yaowen put his mouth on Ava Jana's, smacked her twice, and said playfully, "Ava, this is a kiss."

“Ha.” Ava Jana laughed. “Adam, you’re really funny.”

Then, she raised her glass, "Why only champagne?"

Xian Yaowen and Ava Jana clinked their glasses, "Because I knew you were coming."

Ava Garner's beautiful appearance hides a heavy smoker and a big drinker. According to Tseng Pei-pei, Ava Garner can never put down her cigarette and drink two bottles of whiskey at a time.

After Ava Jana finished her champagne, she took a long drag on her cigarette and grumbled, "Cen looks like her mother."

Xian Yaowen shrugged, "I'll remind her not to put pressure on you."

"No, I feel fine. No need to say anything to Cen."

"OK."

After getting new wine from the waiter, the two started chatting.

"Frank and I's wedding is in June, will you and Cen come?"

"Sure, what do you need?"

"Cen already knows."

"I think we need to send a double."

"Are you serious?"

"uh-huh."

Ava Jana thought for a while, holding her cigarette between her lips. "I think we're still missing a bread machine."

"Leave it to me." Xian Yaowen glanced at Zhou Yueyu who had just finished talking to someone not far away, and waved at her, "Zhou, the design director of Secret, if you need, you can ask her to give you some advice on your wedding dress."

"Ok."

After pulling Zhou Yueyu over, Xian Yaowen apologized and left.

After walking a few steps, he came to Audrey Hepburn and said, "Hey, Audrey, where is Marilyn?"

"She went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup." As she spoke, Hepburn frowned, leaned forward and whispered, "Adam, Marilyn has a strong metallic smell. I've smelled it on German soldiers before. I suspect..."

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "There is no doubt that many people in Hollywood take barbiturates and amphetamines. Marilyn is just one of them. How long has she been gone?"

"About three minutes."

"Excuse me, I'm going to go find her. I don't want her to make a fool of herself here."

Xian Yaowen turned around and walked quickly to the bathroom.

When he came to the bathroom door, he said to Xie Tingyun, "Go in and see if there is anyone else."

Xie Tingyun nodded, walked into the bathroom, and came back in less than half a minute to report, "There is only one person."

"Huiran, guard the door and don't let anyone in."

Xian Yaowen squeezed into the bathroom, walked to the washstand first, turned on the faucet and took a sip of water in his mouth, then followed Xie Tingyun's instructions and came to the partition room where Marilyn Monroe was. Qi Longque grabbed the upper edge of the door panel and gently pushed it, and the door was instantly opened.

When I opened the door, I saw Marilyn Monroe sitting on the toilet, her head tilted back, her body swaying from side to side, her eyes blurry. But as soon as she saw Xian Yaowen, the blur disappeared in an instant, replaced by desire for the opposite sex.

She clapped her hands and shouted to Xian Yaowen: "Baby, come on!"

Looking at the death of Marilyn Monroe, Xian Yaowen frowned. Skating can stimulate the brain to secrete dopamine, which can bring people intense pleasure and also stimulate sexual desire. But this thing is not "I Love a Stick of Chai" in comedy movies. It does not have such an exaggerated effect. It is more like an introduction. It can be restrained if you try.

It's just that skating and fooling around can make the pleasure sublime. People who skate on the ice will not actively restrain the pleasure they pursue to death. It is natural to fool around after skating. Marilyn Monroe is obviously not a beginner in skating and has already experienced the double pleasure.

"puff!"

Xian Yaowen spat the water in his mouth onto Marilyn Monroe's face, "Knock her out, get Clay to take her back to the hotel... change the hotel."

"clear."

After giving the instructions, Xian Yaowen came to the washstand, took out a handkerchief and wiped the water droplets that splashed onto his clothes.

After a while, Clay Simpson stood in front of him.

Xian Yaowen looked at Simpson's face through the mirror and said, "You are responsible for the people you brought. During my stay in Paris, I just want to see a glamorous female star. Keep an eye on her."

Simpson looked embarrassed. "Boss, Marilyn is not from the Flower Club, and I have no relationship with her anymore. I have no right to restrict her personal freedom."

"I didn't ask you to restrict her freedom. I just hope she doesn't take drugs while in Paris. You can tell her not to take drugs if she wants to get the final payment."

"Marilyn didn't get an appearance fee, only her airfare was reimbursed."

Xian Yaowen turned around and said angrily: "Clay, thank you very much for correcting my mistake. Do you need me to teach you how to do it?"

"unnecessary."

"Go."

Watching the fat Simpson moving his feet, Xian Yaowen shook his head. The signs of overindulgence and kidney deficiency were written all over this guy's face. He could only hope that he wouldn't have a stroke soon. Xian Yaowen was still satisfied with his work performance.

After dealing with the not-so-pleasant episode, Xian Yaowen returned to Hepburn.

"Adam, what happened?" Hepburn asked with concern.

"Marilyn was on drugs and wanted a man. I didn't satisfy her, I just asked someone to send her back to the hotel." Xian Yaowen took the glass from Hepburn's hand and took a sip of wine. "Tomorrow I will have dinner with several fashion designers in Paris. They all have the potential to become famous designers. I will introduce you to them."

"Meet me at the hotel?"

"Six o'clock. What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"I want to take pictures. Mr. Simpson arranged 'Audrey's Paris Holiday' for me. Was it your idea?"

"No, it's not my idea. It's just a normal work arrangement." Xian Yaowen said with a smile: "If you want special care, please hold the door for me."

Hepburn glanced at Xian Yaowen and said, "You had a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

"I can accept a woman without breasts, but I can't accept a woman without a butt." Xian Yaowen spread his hands, "Audrey, you have nothing."

"Adam, Fuck you!" Hepburn cursed.

"Wow, our lady Audrey is no longer a lady in New York." Xian Yaowen raised his hand and tapped Hepburn on the head, "Hello, is anyone home? Have you seen Lady Audrey?"

Hepburn chuckled, "Adam, this is not funny."

"Okay." Xian Yaowen shrugged. "Audrey, please always maintain your elegant manners and don't imitate the styles of popular Hollywood actresses. You are Audrey Hepburn, not Katherine Hepburn or Ava Garner."

Hepburn was surprised, "Can you tell I'm imitating?"

"Ava is here too. She's a friend of my wife's. She just said hello fifteen minutes ago."

"wife?"

"uh-huh."

"Which one?" As soon as the question came out, Hepburn laughed and said, "I don't think I have seen any of them."

"You'll see you later." Xian Yaowen raised the cup in his hand, "Take care of yourself, there are many guests waiting for me to greet."

"OK."

Xian Yaowen kissed Hepburn on the cheek and walked towards Reagan who was chatting with Jane Wyman and Marlene Dietrich.

He spent a huge amount of money for the press conference. He invited all the Hollywood celebrities who were in their twilight years, those who were currently popular, those who were about to be popular, those who wanted appearance fees, those who just needed airfare reimbursement, and those who owed favors. He invited all of them.

"Mr. Reagan, Ms. Wyman, Ms. Dietrich, welcome, I am Adam Hepburn."

"Hi, Mr. Hepburn," Reagan responded enthusiastically, "I've been wanting to meet you for a long time."

Xian Yaowen nodded to Jane Wyman and Marlene Dietrich, then shook Reagan's outstretched right hand and said with a smile, "Call me Adam."

"Ronald."

"Ronald, I wanted to meet you a long time ago, but unfortunately I was too busy with business and didn't have time to fly to Los Angeles. You are the only Hollywood male guest I invited to this press conference just to meet you."

Reagan smiled and said, "Really?"

"Yeah." Xian Yaowen let go of Reagan's hand, "Please allow me to greet the two ladies first."

"Please help yourself."

Xian Yaowen greeted Jane Wyman and Marlene Dietrich respectively, and then politely asked them to lend him Reagan.

Marlene Dietrich is one of those women who are aging out of fame. She is an evergreen in the film industry and is still active on the big screen and stage at the age of fifty.

Although Jane Wyman won the Oscar for Best Actress in 1948, her presence has never been very strong. However, more than a year ago, she was Reagan's wife, and they divorced because she did not approve of Reagan's political career.

Because of this, Xian Yaowen asked the company to spend a high price of 50,000 US dollars to invite her to attend the press conference, and by the way, he asked Simpson to go to MGM and take advantage of the situation, spending 70,000 US dollars to buy out the contract of a small actor who was dispensable to MGM.

The young actress, whose stage name was Nancy Davis, was one of Reagan's many dates.

As the president of the Screen Actors Guild, Reagan had many actresses willing to date him, whether for simple social purposes or for the purpose of getting hurt.

Xian Yaowen and Reagan changed seats and ordered new wine from the waiter. After a toast, Reagan started talking first. (End of this chapter)