Going Into the World!

"Did Miss Jennifer know from the beginning that you were going to be like this? I don't want to know!"

Mrs Crimson glances at me and asks me, but seeing her with them today, I get all sorts of questions.

I stayed for dinner and had a glass of wine. As the lubricant enters, the atmosphere improves and I spill my curiosity. As expected, women are strong in Korea and America.

"I didn't know it at first, but things seemed different over time. Later on, there were a lot of girls who liked John. I knew you were good, but I didn't know you could be president like this. Heh heh."

"Maybe if I had known, I wouldn't have let the other girls go, right? Hoho."

Why are you interfering with the chatter of three women? Three men eat quietly. I'm one of them.

"By the way, when are you getting married? Haven't you been together long?"

"Ahhh. I'll take care of it."

Mrs. Jason keeps drinking good wine, and when she brings up a very personal marriage story, suddenly the air freezes, and I don't usually ask this question.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified and everyone panicked, and Mrs Crimson went around to fix it up quickly. Mrs. Jason, who asked questions in succession, quickly said something else.

"I see. You're both young. I shouldn't have brought you up."

Suddenly speaking of marriage, I can feel Jennifer's hands on my thighs trembling a little.

We have faith in each other, and I made promises, but that's something we've always said to each other, so he thinks the answer is ambiguous.

Maybe the more famous I get, the more anxious I get.

"Haha. I'm fine. In fact, I'm trying to marry Jennifer, but I can't think of a proper proposal, so I'm postponing it. But for once in your life, just say," Will you marry me? I'm stuck here because I'm a gem bench. Let me know if you have any ideas. "

It was nothing special for me, but I raised the mood with an exaggerated smile for Mrs Jason who was sorry for nothing.

"Oh, this is not a joke. This is 100 percent real. Nowadays, every time I have time, I can't ask others to think about this, and it's hard. In fact, last night, I was browsing the Internet and I saw how others were doing."

"Hoho. Looks like it's real. You're smart, so you'll come up with an idea. Isn't that right, honey?"

"Ah. Oh, of course."

"But you don't even remember because the proposal is so dull."

"Why are you dragging me here?"

Mrs. Crimson suddenly attracts her husband, and Mr. Crimson comes forward.

"Ahhh. We can't talk about that here."

Jennifer's stiff face spreads and a bright smile reappears. It must feel good to officially and confidently disclose my plan.

"Jennifer needs to know what I'm worried about, because last night she was really looking through the Internet. But that's not as easy as it sounds."

"I just don't know what to do."

"Are you going to complain later about how bad the proposal is?" How was Chief Jason? "

"Hoho. Don't talk to him. You can see it in his face, but he's not the kind of person who would take care of that. I just said yes because I'm trustworthy and trustworthy, and it sucks."

"Khh-hmm. Why are you saying that here?"

"It's true, isn't it? You didn't even propose."

Once again, the atmosphere was more inviting than before. I'm not 100% sure if Jennifer and I are really going to get married, so everyone had something to say.

Now that I'm clear, I feel free to talk in a more relaxed atmosphere.

"I wish we could hang out like this often. Right, Jennifer?"

"Yes, I loved it. I want to be close in the future."

Jennifer agrees with me. It is not bad to have a smooth personality and often say funny things.

"Hoho. That's us. Call me anytime."

'Yes, because you're busy. We're fine. "

"Haha. Rather, we liked it. I heard the Behind the Scenes story for free."

I like other people, but it's all free to go with me, and I don't think you'll like it.

In addition to the prospect of going to naturally expensive places, husbands' status is naturally hardened, so they are very active.

In the United States, it was common to do intern, work, and business as a network, and people stood in line to become friends with me because they wanted to succeed. I reached out my hand first and said I'd like to say something else right away.

It's a little after 9: 00 to get out after dinner. I think I'd like to go back to the hotel and relax and lay down in bed, but seeing Jennifer seems exciting to me...

"It's been a long time since I've been in New York. Remember? We went to the museum together."

"Haha. Of course. Where do you want to go?"

"Yes, it's a shame to go in like this."

Jennifer never ends the night like this, but I understand it's been a long time since I thought about it. I nodded.

"Isn't there someplace exciting?" Jennifer's got the cutest look on her face and she's clinging to my arms, and I want to do it for her, but I need to know something.

It feels good to feel the pressure on your arms, but your head doesn't work. Heheh. No place to go in New York, the largest city in America. I was wrong to come up with a plan when I came.

As my head spins fiercely, the guard, Eric, approaches and the car is ready.

"Eric, is there somewhere you can go now? Some music, someplace fun?"

"A club or something?" Eric turns to Jennifer and I, and quickly brings up the club.

"Hm. I wish I could go, though. Somewhere less crowded."

"Actually, you've figured out a few places for Director Crimson to go today, including the MTV Music Video Awards After-party. The public access is restricted, so it should be fine."

Chief Crimson, again. That's why I like it. I know my unprepared personality, so I made a few lists. Hehe.

"Sounds like fun? A lot of people will come to the awards ceremony. Jennifer, what do you think?"

"I like it too. Heehee!"

Jennifer urges you to leave as soon as you like.

New York has a traffic jam and a 30-minute drive into a building. Eric makes it easy to get into the party with an invitation.

It's not just a nightclub in "Boom, Boom, Boom," but the music is loud. Jennifer smiles a little when the music is out.

Looking inside for a table, Eric clears a path in front of him, accompanied by Marco and Brady to the side.

Usually at the same time, people would look at each other, but now it's a clumsy atmosphere such as drinking, dancing, and it's a music video after-party where stars attend, so other people didn't just bring security guards and get my attention.

"Chairman, it's hard to set a table here alone. I have a raised couch, and I need to use the same table as everyone else. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter. Let's go."

Erik leans against the wall a few mittens away with Marco and Brady, seated where Eric has guided them.

"John, I love it here. There must be a lot of stars here."

"So it's an after-party for the MTV Music Video Awards, and of course a lot of celebrities are coming."

I looked around and sat back relaxed. Just then, the waiter received two glasses of wine. I give a glass to Jennifer and drink it on my lips, so I already drink wine in the evening, so I don't even notice my liver. I drank it all because I was in such a hurry.

After a while, Jennifer was slightly shaking her body to see if the music sounded spontaneously excited. When she saw her breasts unmistakably bouncing together, she felt strong down below.

Instinctively, I suddenly turn my head to think that someone might be looking at me. When I see someone who looks like Jabbar, I'm furious and I start talking. Oh, you bastard. Are you jealous?

"Why, do you want to dance?"

"No, I'm just excited about the music. It's been a long time since I've been to a place like this."

"Hehe! That's true."

I'm not accustomed to this atmosphere because I go around doing business when others hang out at clubs with my girlfriend. I felt like an old man. I looked around and I saw young people my own age talking because they were excited, but I felt like a stranger.

"Oh my, aren't you Charlene from Hersh? I'm a fan."

"Yes? Really? Thank you."

"My sister's songs have been my favorite ever since I was a kid."

"Did you? But you look so pretty. Who did you bring with you?"

I could see Jennifer coming up to the side a little farther and talking to someone who was sitting down while I was enjoying a little bit of wine from the dinner. I think you said Sharlene. I don't know.

A woman named Charlene looked at me and gave me a beautiful smile. She smiles and soon turns to Jennifer.

I had never known Jennifer to be so sociable. Or if you really liked the singer Sharlene, you get a voice on your mouth, and what you like about me is recognition. Charlene also felt that Jennifer was a really big fan of what she knew about herself, and they laughed and chatted, and immediately called her name and stuck together like a sister and a sister.

"Sister, this is my boyfriend John."

"John, you know Sharlene? It's a very famous Texas lead vocal."

"Nice to meet you. John Kim."

"Nice to meet you, too. Jennifer was so pretty, I wondered who her boyfriend was."

Charlene appears to be in her mid-30s, with dark black hair on her fragrant face. I like the sound of my voice because I'm a singer.

I feel hesitant to ask because I think I know who you are.

"John, I'm going to play with Sharlene for a while."

Jennifer takes Charlene's hand and gets up and tries to move forward. Honestly, I've been on a plane since this morning and I've been working behind the scenes at Times Warner, and I'm tired. I drank wine while having dinner there, and I fell asleep.

She was in a dream state for about a third of her mind, in line with Jennifer's cadence as she sat and waved. Of course I told him to.

"What a bitch! Where did you come from, bitch?"

Jennifer's big, shaking heart comes into the realm of dreams and clumps, reaching for me with my hands. The soft feeling made me feel better, and I was reminded of the twinkling sensation that I had just met.

I haven't heard this sound since I graduated from high school, so I even wondered if I was dreaming.

"You bitch! Throw ice at me! What an ugly bitch."

Once again, I looked at the sharp notes that hit my ears more clearly, and the grotesque insults that I heard, emphasizing my eyes and looking at where the sound came from.

"Woo-hoo."

"Hey, I'll eat the ashes with insults."

"Oh my. What an educated posting.You have such a big mouth."

People are sending tantrums and criticism to the screaming woman, and the woman who is blaming at the center is Paris Hilton, who is rising up a little bit, in particular.

"You look like shit, you bitch!"

The constant burst of insult is insanity. I was amazed how I could keep shouting such a monstrous noise.

"I know I'm scared of you! You scream one more time, and I'll take one more shot!"

I didn't know if it was because it was a little dark or because my retina was blurry, but I can see a woman screaming like she just jumped in.

Isn't she the Charlene who was playing with Jennifer earlier? '

Looking closely, I can see who it is. I slightly raise my leaning body, and I can see Jennifer standing beside me, obscured by people.

"Calm down, Sis. There's no point in fighting these kids. She's patient."

"What?! What the fuck are you? Begone!"

"Sister, let's go quickly. He's drunk."

"What! Drunk? Bitches! Shhh!"

"Where are you running from?"

Paris suddenly stepped forward and grabbed onto someone, while Charlene stepped forward and tried to push him away.

"Whaaaa!"

"Oops!"

This scene happened so fast, one of the guards who was standing behind Paris rushed in to protect him and push Charlene away, trying to touch Jennifer beside him!

I wake up unexpectedly, and Marco and Brad rush forward, waiting next to me.

"Put your hands where I can see them!"

"Kitchen. Aah!"

As Parris' bodyguard pushes Jennifer away from her, Marco lunges forward without a thought and knocks her arm down.

But this one jumps over the battlefield, and the guard below screams how hard it was cut down.

"No, who are you!"

"Don't move!"

Another guard steps forward to watch his side, and Marco screams. The sound was so loud and fierce, the approaching bodyguard winked and squawked.

"Back off! Are you okay?"

Erik strikes out Marco and takes care of his business, throwing him off like he's trying to make up for losing the competition. Marco gives way to life, followed by Erak and the big Brady, and Paris shudders back in terror.

I don't know where they brought the escorts from, but my children who were originally selected and trained by instructors who paid for them in facilities with a firing range in the forest are different from the Force.

As the three of them pressurize around Jennifer, I see a lot of foam. Moreover, Marco the Impressive has three share with his face.

Faris starts cursing, ice comes out of nowhere, hits Faris, and once again, Faris pours insults all over Mr. Sharlene. Jennifer dried up Charlene's furious encounter here in just five minutes.

Everyone around here is speechless and mute in a situation that really happened and ended so quickly, even with the escorts playing.

"Marco, let me go. You'll get hurt."

"Yes, Chairman."

I told Marco to calm down and release the moaning bodyguard. Marco releases him, answering in a loud voice, echoing silently around him in a sudden state.

"Hehe. This one. The others will think I'm the Mafia boss. '

I sighed without knowing it. Looking ahead, Paris' face is completely frozen. Tsk.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Sharlene, are you okay?"

"Yes, thank you."

Whatever happens, I have to take mine first. Jennifer and Charlene were relieved first.

"This is how you guys get things done. Miss Hilton, right? Get her out of here."

"Yes?! Yes, I understand."

One of the guards who stood up after being crushed by Marco was still holding his shoulder to see if it hurt, and the other guard who was standing around said to me, "Knng, knng, knng, knng, knng, knng."

"Miss Hilton, let's go."

"Yes?! Yeah, let's go."

Faris takes a step back and leaves in a hurry, like the guard said. The people who saw him threw one word at a time.

"He's an asshole, isn't he? What does it look like?"

"He's a blasphemer, blasphemer. The swearing never ends in my mouth."

"By the way, who is that woman? What about the guy next to him?"

"Oh! I know. Isn't he the chairman of Johnston?"

"That's right, Google, Chairman of Maiway! There's also Polygram Film. What are you doing here?"

"Huff-puff. I thought you were the boss of the Mafia at first."

People finally recognize me when I'm awake. Why am I standing here anymore? I brought Jennifer and Charlene back.

"Wow. The guards are really strong. This isn't a game."

"Look at that force. I'll have to ask him to introduce me to the agency later."

"Personal bodyguard. Would the chairman of a big company use an agency?"

"Especially, he flew completely. Tuck, tuck, tuck! I just fell out."

People are doing my bodyguard rounds now, especially Marco's performance was impressive. Come on, I thought I was just shooting. I thought it was some movie. Huh.Is this the product?

After a while, I imitated the mafia boss. Now I come back and sit down, but people stare at me.

After a while, Jennifer wanted to wake up, so she broke up with The Sharlene for a while.

I was going to say something to Marco about being too tough today, but when I saw him follow me willingly, I stopped. I told him I was working hard on something else, but I didn't think he needed to demoralize me. Phew... He's been so aggressive since I saw him...

"Good work today, Marco." He told me what I wanted to be praised for.

"Haha. Leave it to me. How dare you lay a hand on Miss Jennifer? She just snaps her head." Marco looks like he's breaking her neck with his hands. Khh! Ugh. He's the one who's going to work later. Dude, this is the Civilization and the United States.

"Eric and Brady did good work, too."

"Yes!"

I tell the other two that you have done well, and they answer at the same time. As it turns out, 'I could have done well...' seems to have tasted it again. Oh, my God. They were all at the Godfather's yesterday. What?

Artwork Reviews

In 2001, Paris began to make a name for itself as a party girl. And this is a slight change in the events between Paris Hilton and Charlene Spiterie in 2008. Since then, Paris Hilton has planted the image of "The Maid of Honor" for everyone.

Charlene Spiteri was a group Texas female vocalist who once ran a saw in England.

The incident was frustrating when Faris drove a bodyguard and friends (after the MTV Music Awards) to the party and later climbed up to a chair where Charlene's friends' clothes were placed and danced.

The twisted Charlene and her friends told her to come down a few times, but not to snort. Load and fire the straw with the drink Mr. Chalin was drinking! I did.

Who are you, you bitch? "I shouted. Some of the people around him were flirting with this incredible swearing speech and throwing ice from the drink at Paris.

"What the fuck did you do? You fucking ugly idiot"

Faris, who mistakenly thought he had thrown ice, had been spewing all sorts of swear words nonstop, and as he clenched his fist, Paris' bodyguard stood beside him.

A British security guard, who knew Charlene at the time, or an English accent, who said, "I don't think it's a good idea to do this anymore."

Marco, by the way, described the character as a key component of the author's idea of two parts.