American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 245 Resignation, Stabbing
In order to reduce the number of visits to the hospital, Americans are working hard to exercise, but this expense is nothing compared to the excessively heavy medical burden.

As for those wealthy people who are not short of money, it is to maintain a good body shape and maintain the balance of body and mind.

Ivanka obviously belongs to the latter. She presents herself in a refined image and has an elite vibe.

"Ryan, you didn't tell me there was such a great place in Orlando."

When Ivanka followed Ryan into the top-floor gym of a high-end office building in Orlando, she looked a little surprised when she saw the luxurious bar, spacious fitness area, elegant environment, and huge floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of the entire city.

Ryan also learned about this high-end gym called Apex Elite by chance. This fitness club is not open to the public and only accepts members by invitation. The cheapest package costs six figures.

The staff had been waiting for Ryan and Ivanka here for a long time. The two temporarily separated at the entrance and went into a separate locker room to change clothes.

After a while, Ryan saw Ivanka, who was wearing yoga pants and a sports vest, walking up to him. She pinched his waist and smiled, "Don't fall in love with me."

She has round legs, which are accentuated by the tight sweatpants she wears.

Yoga pants, yes!

There were already female fitness coaches around, serving as personal trainers, but Ryan waved his hand, not wanting his conversation with Ivanka to be interrupted.

"I'll be your personal trainer today." Ryan nodded to Ivanka.

"Will you?" Ivanka was obviously a little unconvinced.

"Just try and you will find out."

"Let's give it a try." Ivanka didn't refuse.

While doing aerobic warm-up jogging, Ryan asked about the relationship between Ivanka and Jared, and tried to find out what Ivanka thought of Jared now.

"Why are you asking this?" Ivanka turned his head and looked at Ryan while running. As he ran, the thunder shook up and down and the sky rumbled.

"Are you going to introduce me to a boyfriend?" Ivanka continued.

"Who says you can't? But you must be very picky, right?" Ryan laughed. Ivanka was born in 81, and many of her peers are already married.

"My requirements are not high. I just hope to maintain a pure marriage instead of an arranged marriage." Ivanka's breathing began to become disordered.

"And you know, about my father's matter, sometimes I wonder, why do people need to get married?" Ivanka showed resistance again.

"As for Jared and me, you can see that my father is now completely on his side, and he has been asking me to have more contact with him, both openly and secretly. I know that because of you, my dad thinks I am interested in you." Ivanka had known her father's thoughts for a long time. After all, her father always asked about the relationship between her and Ryan.

"What a joke, you have a fiancée. If Taylor wasn't there, I could really consider it." Ivanka laughed.

"Having a fiancée won't stop you from considering it." Ryan looked at her.

Ivanka's pace suddenly became a little flustered, and then she laughed and said, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying this on behalf of your father. This is exactly what he thinks."

Ivanka looked at the night view of the city in front of him and couldn't help but speed up. Then he moved the TV connected to the jib in front of him and started running at full speed.

After aerobics, it's strength training. Ivanka sits on the pull-up machine with her back to Ryan. She raises her hands to grab the lever arms and slowly lowers them. The barbell at the back is slowly pulled up by her, and the muscle lines at the shoulder blade position can be seen emerging.

As the lower limbs exert force, the peach-shaped nipple on the back becomes fuller and fuller. This weapon is quite well-known. It is like a mousetrap, which can make people surrender obediently with one clamp.

Ryan stood behind her, lifted her wrist and told her the correct way to exert force.

Ivanka could clearly feel the heat emanating from Ryan's body and the faint smell of sweat. She could also feel the back of her head against Ryan's abdomen. The two were very close.

Ivanka relaxed and let the lever arm rise, then stood up directly.

"Let's move on to the next project." Ivanka took a deep breath. She could see a few beads of sweat flowing around her neck and collarbone. This kind of sports situation made her have a unique feminine charm.

"Can you do yoga? I want to try it." Ryan smiled.

"Let's find a female coach and try it." Ivanka started to fantasize when she thought of the yoga poses. Her cheeks, which were already rosy from exercise, became even redder.

Ivanka turned around, walked to the rowing machine, and did rowing movements for a while, but she didn't wait for Ryan to catch up. When she turned around, she found that Ryan really went to find the female coach to do yoga. Through the transparent glass, she saw the female coach lying on the ground with her waist arched, demonstrating to Ryan.

"You said you wanted to be my coach and you ran faster than anyone else." Ivanka muttered.

The two of them acted separately for a while. During the whole process, Ivanka looked at Ryan from time to time. Then he saw Ryan took out his mobile phone and seemed to be instructing his subordinates about something.

After a while, Ryan came back.

"Don't come over here!" Ivanka was a little flustered. He was lying on a piece of equipment, hooking his legs on a lever and lifting them up in the opposite direction.

"Why?" Ryan quickened his pace after hearing this.

"Don't look at it, go somewhere else." Ivanka was really embarrassed. This machine is specially used for shaping buttocks.

To have such a devilish body, want to be a succubus? Ryan took a look and then looked away. Even if a saint came, as long as he was a man, he had to be "high-spirited".

Ryan's reaction did not escape Ivanka's sight. Ivanka couldn't help laughing, thinking that you kid also has times when you panic.

Then she realized Ryan's age. The man in front of her was eight years younger than she was, but she had never noticed it before. Every time she talked to Ryan, it was like talking to someone her own age. Compared to herself, Ivanka felt that Ryan was a little too mature for his age.

"Forget it. I won't tease you anymore, in case you really fall in love with me." Ivanka stood up and prepared to stand up. As one foot touched the ground, she forgot that she was still holding up her arm. As she fell rapidly, she subconsciously prepared to pull out the other foot quickly, but unfortunately, her ankle was pressed down.

Ivanka's brows suddenly twisted into a rope and he cried out in pain.

Several staff members who were guarding in the distance noticed something unusual and stepped forward immediately. Ryan had already taken the lead and moved Ivanka's foot out.

"It hurts." Ivanka bit her lower lip.

Ryan took off his shoes and socks right away. He could clearly feel that Ivanka's feet were a circle larger than Taylor's, but her skin was as fair and delicate as Taylor's. Because of the exercise, her feet were very warm to the touch.

"I sprained it." Ivanka looked painful.

"You need to take a break." Ryan prepared to help her up.

"Well, it's nothing serious. You can continue exercising... What are you doing?" Ivanka felt Ryan holding her up by her back and legs. Ivanka was afraid that she would fall, so she subconsciously hugged Ryan's back.

"None of your business, just put me down." Ivanka said hurriedly.

Ryan was very strong and carried her to the lounge directly. The sports doctor on standby in the club also arrived at this time. After a simple examination, Ivanka's sprained foot was not serious.

"Okay, I'm fine." Ivanka tried to move her foot that was on Ryan's leg, trying to get it away.

"The doctor just said that we must apply ice immediately. How can we exercise in the future if we have sequelae?" Ryan carefully rubbed the sprained part with a cold compress and grabbed Ivanka's instep with his other hand.

Ivanka's face was even redder than when she was working out. She looked at Ryan, who was lowering his head to take care of her. His sharp profile was reflected in her pupils.

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore. You've warmed me up." Ivanka's eyes were a little confused, as if he was drunk.

Then Ryan and Ivanka had a spa massage and had a meal here. When leaving, Ivanka generously recharged a lot of money. She was very satisfied with this place. As for the accident just now, it was purely caused by her own improper movements.

Ivanka came here in Ryan's car, so naturally she had to be taken back by Ryan.

Ivanka was looking out the window the whole time in the car, as if something was on her mind. Occasionally she turned her head and glanced at Ryan, but when she noticed that Ryan was looking at her, she quickly looked away.

"It's too late today, I won't invite you in." After arriving at the destination, Ivanka slowly said to Ryan.

"Besides, I've thought about it and I'm ready to resign." Ivanka said suddenly, as if she had made up her mind. "Have you encountered any difficulties at work?" Ryan asked back.

"It's nice here, but it's not suitable for me." Ivanka smiled. This was a decision she made after careful consideration in the car, and the main reason was because of Ryan.

She was afraid that if this continued, she and Ryan would end up like that sooner or later.

After all, Ryan is not meant to be with me. Instead of doing something that I will regret, it is better to kill this idea as soon as possible.

"Have you thought it through?" Ryan looked at her.

"Yeah." Ivanka nodded.

"What about the money I just charged at the fitness club? Just throw it away?" Ryan laughed.

"This..." Ivanka had forgotten about this matter: "Can it be transferred directly to your account? I think it should be possible."

She lacks some confidence.

"Of course not. At least you get to enjoy yourself a few times. Besides, if you leave like this, what will happen to the operating company? It won't be too late to leave once you find a new place. I will definitely not force you to stay then, and it will also give me time to find a replacement." Ryan would of course not agree. It was very common for employees to be distracted. If she dragged it on, she would change her mind soon.

Since Ryan said so, Ivanka could only nod and agree.

After Ivanka got off the car, Ryan made another call.

"Reached?"

"We're here, just me and an old friend. It's pitch dark here and we can't see anything." Beric's voice came from the other end of the phone.

On the other side of Miami, Bellick and one of his men quietly climbed over the wall and entered a construction area, which was a commercial real estate project undertaken by the Kushner Group.

"There must be people guarding around, you have to be careful and don't get caught," Ryan reminded.

"We are not here to steal anything, so we won't go to a guarded place." Beric lowered his voice and sneaked inside with his men.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I'll be in right away." Bellick hung up the phone, then raised his camera and tried to take some pictures of the interior.

It's just that there is a lack of lighting here, so nothing can be seen in the photos taken.

"How do I turn on the flash... Got it, that's it." Beric's fingers kept moving, clicking the camera shutter to take pictures of the internal construction site. He deliberately stood on the steps so that he could take a panoramic view of the internal construction site.

The continuous flashing of the lights also attracted the attention of the surrounding patrol personnel, and soon a flashlight shone over.

"Who's there?"

Beric looked around, but found nowhere to hide. The next second, the flashlight was shining on his face.

"Friend, you may not believe it, but I'm lost." Beric squinted his eyes because of the strong light.

The next second, a figure rushed out from the other side, surrounded the patrolman from behind, and punched him in the back of the head. The security guard immediately fell to the ground. It was the men brought by Beric who did all this.

Beric walked over, picked up the flashlight on the ground, turned it off, and took out the walkie-talkie from the man.

"Keep working, Ryan is waiting for the photos." Berwick looked relaxed.

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"Yes, that's all. Can the Miami branch terminate Kushner's loan? Okay, I'll wait for your news." Ryan hung up the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was the female account manager who had previously provided Ryan with a loan. Although they both belonged to United Bank, Ryan and Kushner worked with branches in Orlando and Miami respectively. It was not uncommon for departments to stab each other in the back. It was this female account manager who suggested taking the photos. She sent someone to find out the loan application requirements of the Kushner Group, and when comparing them with Ryan's, she was able to prove that the Kushner Group had falsely reported the project area to be twice as large, and these on-site photos were the evidence.

The next day, Ryan came to the office of the operating company again. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jared with a bitter face, looking very worried.

"Iwanka rejected you?" Ryan joked.

"Of course not, Ryan, I'm telling you the truth, Old Tang recognizes me very much, you shouldn't mess with it." Jared was in a bad mood to begin with, and answered unhappily.

"Old Tang recognizes you? I remember that he was indifferent to you at first. How come his attitude changed so quickly?" Ryan pretended to think about it, but in fact he was intentionally guiding you.

"That's of course because..." Jared originally wanted to say that Ryan's appearance led to the current situation, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly thought of another possibility.

In order to get in touch with Ivanka, he spent a lot of money. In addition to pursuing Ivanka, it was also a reward for Old Tang's help in connecting him with United Bank. Of course, these were also Old Tang's active request, which could be regarded as a transaction.

But unfortunately, the loan was stopped yesterday. Not only that, the bank also wanted to directly call back the loan. However, my initial investment has already been made at this time. If the loan is really called back, not only will the project have to be stopped, but all my related investments will also be lost.

Could it be that this was planned in advance by Old Tang? Was all this a setup for himself?! A thought suddenly appeared in Jared's mind.

"What's wrong? You look absent-minded." Ryan laughed in his heart.

"Nothing. By the way, Ryan, do you have any contact with United Bank?" Jared suddenly asked.

"There was contact, but not much... Could it be that the project encountered an error?"

Jared glanced at Ryan and said, "That's not true."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. They have clearly set a completion time. If you can't do it, they will definitely replace you." Ryan continued to exert pressure.

Change? Who? Change Old Tang? Jared couldn't sit still any longer.

"I have to make a phone call." Jared stood up and walked to an empty corner.

"Old Tang, we're in big trouble with the loan now. Did you know about this?" Jared asked as soon as he came up.

"Big trouble, what trouble? How come I don't know?" Old Tang said as soon as he came up.

"Forget it, you must have heard about it." Jared said unhappily.

"Hehe, I do know, but there's nothing I can do. You falsely reported the construction area to obtain excessive loans. How can I help you? You can only blame your bad luck." Old Tang pushed the responsibility completely.

You really know what's going on, why are you still pretending? Jared was even more certain that Old Tang was setting a trap for himself.

"By the way, how far have you and Ivanka progressed? Does she contact Ryan much?" Old Tang asked nervously.

"She's your own daughter, go ask her yourself!" Jared sneered and hung up the phone.

Then he left the operations company office in a hurry, and bumped into Ivanka before leaving.

This time, Jared was no longer as polite as before. He glared at Ivanka and left angrily.

"What happened?" Ivanka came in and asked Ryan with a suspicious expression.

"Jared's project encountered some problems, and it seems to be related to your dad." Ryan said.

"Hypocritical guy." Ivanka now saw through Jared completely. To put it bluntly, her previous courtesy was all fake. He just felt that he was worthy of him, that's all.

"Let's not talk about him. How is his foot recovering?" Ryan asked.

"It's no big deal." Ivanka thought of the scene of Ryan rubbing his feet before, and felt a little embarrassed again.

"Then let's continue working out tonight?" Ivanka tried.

Although I decided to keep a distance from Ryan last night, he has to go to the fitness club after get off work, and they will meet then, so it is better to go together.

"Tomorrow, I may not have time today." Ryan shook his head. Jared's project was most likely to fail this time, and it was a good time for him to take action. He had to go back and make some preparations in advance, so naturally he couldn't accompany her to the fitness club.

(End of this chapter)