Reborn in 2010, the AI ​​in my mind is too powerful.

Chapter 120 Literary Manuscript Auction

Chen Yiran's performance was quite good. During the second half of the party, he chatted with Lily the whole time, making the little girl laugh heartily.

However, since Chen Yiran couldn't drink, and neither could Lily, the success rate of their first conversation was severely hampered. Chen Yiran felt that simply asking Lily to go home with him to watch Pidan do somersaults wouldn't be very successful, so he simply didn't mention it.

After the party, Chen Yiran got Lily's phone number and took Pidan home.

Pidan went on a crazy night and is now completely out of power. He fell asleep in the passenger seat on the way, his head tilted to the side next to the seatbelt, and his suit tie askew.

After parking the car in the garage, Pidan opened his eyes and looked at Chen Yiran, then turned his head and acted like a spoiled child, his whole body going limp.

Chen Yiran had no choice but to carry him into the house and put him on the sofa.

Chen Yiran also lay on the sofa, then her mind went blank, and she stared at the ceiling with a restless heart.

Although Lily is a Hollywood actress, she clearly has some artsy, intellectual qualities. She's much harder to pursue than the average Hollywood actress, but of course, Lily's overall quality is worth the effort.

To be honest, what Chen Yiran needs right now, to put it bluntly, is a bed partner for companionship. As Chen Yiran has found himself accumulating more and more money, he's becoming increasingly impatient with women.

Only actresses like Emily, or the ones he later came to like, could truly move him.

Right now, all he wants is to get Lily into bed as soon as possible. Talking about feelings is too tiring.

"I have a great idea! We can just kidnap her! We just need to be careful with the security cameras, preferably right under the police's network of cameras! With our skills, we can edit the video so no one will be able to tell!"

Or we could simply frame him. Find a video of Synaptics' CEO, extract it, edit it, and make it look like he's the one who kidnapped the person. The police wouldn't suspect anything; he'd definitely arrest him, and that way Synaptics wouldn't have time to mess with us!

"No, where did you get these ideas? You really are a Serang, aren't you?"

[Isn't that how the British TV series "The Truth Seekers" you loved in your past life was portrayed? Trust me, our technology is so advanced that no one can tell the difference.]

"Give me some more reasonable ideas!"

[Then, cater to her interests. She likes literature, right? Take her to England and France, find those old bookstores. This kind of domineering CEO approach is quite effective; no one can refuse. For example, consider the fox spirit.]

"That domineering CEO trope is so tacky."

[Wait a minute, there's that Douyin account called Pengcheng Ge. A month before you were reborn in your past life, that account suddenly changed its style to feature a domineering female boss taking care of a cute younger man. You watched it with gusto.] (Recommended, it's really good.)

Chen Yiran thought about it and felt that it made some sense, but going to England and France was obviously out of the question because he didn't have visas for either country. A Chinese passport is indeed inconvenient in this respect; spontaneous trips are practically impossible.

After struggling for a long time without finding a feasible solution, Chen Yiran felt that he and Jasmine alone were not enough, so he decided to ask for outside help and called Datong.

Chase Bank is a professional bank. After hearing Chen Yiran's needs, they decisively found a suitable event that could both cater to Lily's hobbies and satisfy Chen Yiran's domineering CEO requirements.

Chen Yiran called Lily with considerable excitement: "Lily, I heard you like literature. Which manuscript do you want: one by L. Frank Baum (author of The Wizard of Oz) or F. Scott Fitzgerald (author of The Great Gatsby)?"

The next day, after leaving the preserved egg at the company to oversee the work, Chen Yiran took Lily and flew to Los Angeles to attend a large-scale auction of rare books and manuscripts hosted by Bonhams.

The full title of this auction is the Manuscripts of the Estate of Charles Williamson and Tucker Fleming. It seems that the family was a famous investment businessman in the last century, but it is clear that they did not do a good job of trust. Now the descendants of the family have fallen on hard times and can only start to sell the estate.

The first items selected were literature-related items, totaling 598 lots.

From Marilyn Monroe's letters to Hans Christian Andersen's autographed letters, the collection is all-encompassing, including some very precious manuscripts and letters.

Lily came because she was drawn to the handwritten letter from C.S. Lewis, the author of The Chronicles of Narnia, a renowned British writer, scholar, and critic, and a Carnegie Medal winner. His work was very appealing to Lily, an Englishwoman.

There's also Virginia Woolf, a British female writer, literary critic, and literary theorist, a representative figure of stream-of-consciousness literature, and hailed as a pioneer of 20th-century modernism and feminism.

Chen Yiran knew nothing about these people; among all the names, he only recognized Tolkien, so he made Tolkien's handwritten letter his target. Of course, he would also bid on the other items, buying them to give to Lily. Spending hundreds of thousands of dollars for his little brother was not an exaggeration.

Think about the coal mine owners in China; they spend even more money, yet they don't eat as well as them.

Upon arriving in Los Angeles, the hotel car was already waiting at the airport. Chen Yiran had booked the Beverly Hills Hotel on Sunset Boulevard.

This is 9641 Sunset Boulevard, very close to 7601 Sunset Boulevard, where the auction was held.

Of course, the biggest advantage of this hotel is that you can book a private villa.

Turning into a secluded alleyway on the bustling Sunset Boulevard, you find a Spanish colonial-style villa with pink walls and rows of palm trees, creating a secluded oasis in the heart of the city.

The backyard has a fairly large garden, also surrounded by various plants and trees, ensuring privacy. There's a heated swimming pool in the middle, which is convenient for doing some naughty things.

Lily's agreement to come with him is, in American-style relationships, equivalent to agreeing to 70% of the terms. The "Tang-Girl Inequality" doesn't exist in America.

However, booking a hotel can be a bit awkward – whether to book one room or two. If you book just one, you might leave a bad impression on the girl, like you're a lecher. If you book two, you'd be at a huge loss if you didn't actually get to eat there.

The Beverly Hills Hotel's detached villa model perfectly solves this problem.

After checking in, Chen Yiran saw fruit and chilled champagne in the living room. Smiling, she said to Lily, "The auction doesn't start until tomorrow, shall we have a drink today?"

Lily held out her hand and asked, "Let me see your ID. I need to check if you're 21 or not. I saw yesterday that Emily and the others were only giving you Coke, not any alcohol."

Chen Yiran feigned disappointment and asked, "Oh, is it just a check to see if it's 21 or not?"

Lily patted Chen Yiran on the shoulder, then said shyly, "Okay, let's also see if you're 18 or not."

"I'm actually quite famous, I was even on the news a couple of days ago."

"I told you I don't pay much attention to technology or the economy. Besides, I'm somewhat famous. I did the voice of Tarzan at Disney when I was a kid, and I debuted a few years ago, although I haven't played many roles."

Chen Yiran started praising: "Amazing!"

Lily sighed with a slightly strange expression and said, "It's not my own ability, it's all because of my dad. My dad is Phil Collins, and I've been protected since I was little. A bunch of people say I'm the child of their old friend, and then they'll give me a chance, purely to find an opportunity to give me pocket money."

I'm also frustrated. I've always felt like I don't have any goals. I like theater and have some interest in becoming a singer. But my dad has seven Grammys and an Oscar for the Tarzan theme song.

I feel there's no way to escape my father's influence on this path. But my own literary talent isn't good either; although I try very hard, I just can't write anything good.

Chen Yiran was overjoyed. Young girls from wealthy families often have troubles that seem like Versailles to ordinary people. He understood this; his last girlfriend had the same problem, so he had experience with it.

Chen Yiran laughed and said, "Really? That's really annoying. Tell me about it in detail."

-----More than 300 million indescribable words have been omitted-----

The next day, Chen Yiran quietly got out of bed, called downstairs to order breakfast, and began to carefully examine the auction catalog.

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