Hollywood Hunter

The first time I saw a man in the street, I thought it was the first time I'd seen a man in the street.

Again to the stage, this side of the specially tuned lights have been dark, Wei Shenzhao or a glance to see that his own just position has been occupied by Gu, Gu, there is another girl, named Meng Xiaowan.

So resentment is full.

The rush rush, instead of dancing a more sporadic grumbling, the man in the audience can't help but applaud, and then let her do it again.

The first time I saw this, I thought it was a good idea.

Still good to dance again, good then he did not let himself continue.

It's a great way to get a sense of what's going on in the marketplace, but it's also a great way to get a sense of what's going on in the marketplace. The company has been in the process of developing the new product for a long time.

The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the newest and most expensive clothes.

No change, there's a spare anyway.

Thinking so, or looking at the man who hugged her, Simon held the girl's thin waist, leaned forward to feel it, and asked with a smile, "What's this smell, it smells good, it's not perfume, right?"

"It's not perfume, it's a smoked incense from China," explained Senator Wei, leaning closer to Simon to make it easier for the man to smell, "And the smoked incense has a very interesting name, 'Late Tang Dreams.' With incense as the base and honey as the lead, it is concocted from four kinds of petals: clove, magnolia, osmanthus and jasmine, and it is completely different from the western perfumes, Simon, isn't it special?"

Simon felt the soft rhyme warm fragrance coming from the body of the Wei Senator, gently kissed the girl's white neck, nodded: "Yes, the late Tang dream, prosperity will end, drunken life dream."

Being kissed by a man on the neck, Wei Counsellor immediately shyly shrank his neck, face blushing, but on the mouth: "Simon, every time I hear you say this, I have to wonder if you are an American."

"By you, I've actually had many identities in the past few hundred years, like in This Man From Earth, China of course I've been there."

"Oh, we saw that movie, it was interesting, I heard you did that bow pulling shot in it yourself?"

"Yeah, they can't even pull it off, and it just so happens that I'm strong."

"Well, I can feel it." Counsellor Weaver nodded his head, sitting beside the man on his lap and making small talk with him, "Simon, are you going back to Manhattan tonight?"

"Of course, the Fifth Annual Vimy Show, you know."

Counsellor Wei was disappointed and couldn't resist trying again, "Then, can I, can we go there together?"

"The scene, ah, there's actually nothing to see, it's mainly just going over to the party," Simon said, seeing the poor little expression of the girl in his arms, and smiled, "If you want to go see it, of course, no problem."

The slender, soft body of Senator Wei was glued towards Simon again, and also took the initiative to hug the man's neck, expectantly, "I mean, Simon, tonight, can I, can we accompany you?"

Simon smiled and asked, "Who are you guys?"

"Opium and the others."

Counsellor Wei motioned to the side, and although he was dissatisfied with the fact that Gu slenderly had just taken his place, he took the initiative to pull her up in order to gain the man's favour.

Simon smiled badly as he stepped forward, "Just you two?"

Counsellor Wei pursed his lips slightly, his expression grudgingly motioned towards the two Ouyang millet beside him and whispered, "Simon you like a few, of course it's a few."

"That's no good, since you're the one who brought it up, of course you're the one to help me choose, but remember, I just said that I'm very strong, so if you think you can just have one, but you end up not being able to stand it, that's not my fault."

Senator Wei blushed bright red, "Simon, you're so bad.

"Think about it," Simon caressed the girl's light veil that felt so good on her body, turned his head, and waited for one of the female teachers behind him to lean in and command, "Suddenly I want to listen to 'The Ten Ambushes'."

The lady teacher, who was still charming in her middle age, nodded her head and went over to the right side of the stage to the twelve-girl band named according to the twelve hairpin supplement.

Simon also pushed Counsellor Wei in his arms, "Go change out of your clothes, they're for the show, don't break them."

Having finalized something, Counsellor Wei stood up nicely this time and turned to the changing room at the back of the stage.

Watching Counsellor Wei leave, the band's side was still getting ready, Simon looked around and smiled as he motioned towards Su Fenian beside Ouyang Millet, "Here, let me see your jade."

Su Fengnian has just fully heard Simon and Wei Senator's conversation, is some inexplicable anticipation and apprehension, do not know whether Wei Senator will pull on his own later, at this time to hear the man call her, subconsciously get up, react, and blushed, or be good on the front, was pulled by the man's small hand, smooth as Wei Senator sat on his lap.

The girls of the National Wind Art Troupe are wearing the custom-made jade pendants that were made for them in the beginning, and, obviously on purpose, the jade pendants' straps, which are neither too long nor too short, are buried right into their chests.

So what men call 'looking at jade', often with a little fragrance.

Embracing the light and well-behaved girl on his body, Simon was in no hurry, but asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

Su Fengnian Tun was also grumbling.

Either the man really didn't remember her name, or, like Samson, he was also deliberately ridiculing her.

By the way, 'Samson' was such an odd name, why did he think it was a hundred times better than 'Toyonian', when he should have gotten it in the first place.

Simon left East Hampton before lunch.

The first three girls who sat with Simon in the morning, Gu Opium, Ouyang Millet and Su Fengnian, took a helicopter ride with him to leave a moment, but also felt that he was simply like a small woman in the deep palace who actively thought about how to please his emperor.

Or, the entire National Wind Art Troupe, most of the girls, and there wasn't much subconsciously wrong with something like Simon Westeros possessing hundreds of girls.

1.5 trillion dollars, rich as hell.

And the man's body count has increased quite a bit lately.

Come to Manhattan, had lunch, was running to the Vimy show and came, but no longer in a hurry after noon, this point the girls are not lacking, even if they are very confident in their appearance and body, but ultimately than those who can walk on the Vimy t platform of the big leprechaun.

The man again gave them the choice, so the Wei counsellor proposed to go to some museums to see, New York side has a lot of top museums.

The result was rejected.

Simon did not want to be onlookers, however, the girls' wishes were met, the afternoon time to go to the private collection of several collectors, whether it is the East and West painting, sculpture, ancient books, porcelain everything, but also saw the mummy said to be from Egypt, the degree of dazzling no less than those large museums.

Finally, at a jewellery collector who was a real eye-catcher for the girls, Simon let them each choose a gift.

With a little humility, they didn't refuse again.

The girls thought they had picked out what they thought was just right and what they liked, but when the smiling collector handed over a carefully wrapped set of necklaces and brooches, Counselor Wei took a curious look at the certificates and documents, was shocked by the seven-figure price tag on the documents and almost threw them out, pathetically asking the man if he would rather not have them.

In the end, I bought it.

Also can't help but feel that even selling yourself is not enough ah, in any case, all in all, after the bar, is definitely his woman.

The other three girls were all similarly affected.

So understand, this jewelry collector here, perhaps there are no cheap things at all. But then again, this was nothing to him at all, he spent out a million dollars, and they spent out a hundred, probably about the same.

He didn't return to his apartment on Fifth Avenue until after seven o'clock in the evening.

Then, after dinner, the four girls were somehow even less interested in tonight's Victoria's Secret show, and there were plenty of things for men and women to do in the evening, and there were certainly more for one man and four women to do, so Simon didn't bother with tonight's Victoria's Secret show and after-party.

On the other hand, the fifth annual Victoria's Secret Show, which had been the subject of massive media attention since months ago, seemed to have raised the winter temperatures in Manhattan this evening, and the entire city had a hot and restless air about it.

The most popular group of angel supermodels of the past few years, tonight all assembled.

Both tickets to the Leisington Avenue Arsenal and invitations to the after-party were hard to come by these days. As a result, tens of thousands of VMI fans blocked the area around the Lexington Avenue Arsenal and then gathered outside the Gramercy Hotel, where the after-party was held, even though they knew they weren't destined to see the legions of angels.

Although many noticed that Simon Westeros was absent throughout the night, both the much-anticipated Legion of Angels and the many guests on site or at the party were immersed in the revelry.

A big, perfect night of revelry.

The next morning, the media, TV and Internet coverage of last night's show was overwhelming, and the public's anticipation for the November 18 telecast was at its highest, with the official announcement that the telecast of the final show would be extended by half an hour to include a special featurette for the audience.

Inside the 68th Street penthouse on Fifth Avenue.

Same morning.

Carmen Case, who is becoming more and more adept at her role as an assistant, just thought it was a special day.

It's after nine o'clock and her boss is still up.

It was the first time Carmen had ever encountered it, and, judging by the obviously odd expression on the housekeeper, Angry Davis, she probably didn't encounter it very often either.

There was enough space in the apartment that when the boss was surrounded by other women, the a-girl who tended not to bother much had breakfast and sorted out some more of today's paperwork, and finally noticed something odd when Carmen came running to her study to deliver coffee, casually asked about it, and learned that her own boss hadn't gotten up yet, and her expression was also noticeably odd.

Then there was some small concern.

Men too indulgent, occasionally not very good results, think of this, a girl left the study, to the third floor of this top duplex apartment master bedroom, knocked on the door, got a response, pushed open some, heard sounds from inside, paused for a small moment, and then quietly retreated again.

So after about another hour, the a-girl who chose to sit downstairs in the living room to look through the documents only to see her boss walking down the stairs.

So she got up to meet him.

Angelique and Carmen also appeared together, unsteadily.

Simon scanned the women's faces and instructed Angry, "Send three breakfasts upstairs, they'll eat in the bedroom, I'll do whatever I want here."

He said turning to the dining room.

A girl followed, and when her own boss sat down at the table and briefly instructed Carmen to send her away, she fiddled with her chin and wondered, "Boss, do you feel good today ...... well?"

The girls were top dancers chosen by the thousands, 4×100% completely unlocked, and Simon couldn't have felt better about it.

Faced with the a-girl's rare little curiosity, Simon also cooperated, quipping, "You can't compare anyway."

The a-girl was instinctively a little disgruntled, but, thinking about it, realized she had no way to argue.

Carmen soon returned again and gave her boss a glass of milk and cookies to pad her belly first.

Simon took a sip of milk from his glass and said to the a-girl, "What's going on today?"

The a-girl pushed over the stack of papers and documents she had just brought over and said, "Last night's Victoria's Secret show was a great success, and it's all over the news today. Leisington Avenue was jammed until two in the morning and I heard that a young boy from Canada kept watch late into the night and the cold weather plus exertion triggered a cardiac arrest, but luckily he was taken to hospital in time."

Simon has never had any experience with star-struck worship or the like in his past or present life, yet he can understand the craziness of such crazy fans. The first thing that you need to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you are looking for.

Picking up a cookie and eating it, Simon flipped through today's New York Times while saying, "Maybe we should remind Grace over there to pay attention to the safety of the girls and not have the Rebecca Schiffer kind of thing happen back then."

"I don't think that would be a problem, or, uniformly give them a pair of female guards?"

Simon pretended to choke on the cookie crumbs and coughed twice, shaking his head, "Go on, change the subject."

The A-girl gave her boss a blank stare and said, "Yesterday afternoon, over at the National Wind Art Troupe, that girl named Cai Cai has moved out, all the paperwork has been delivered, and her place on next month's tour will be replaced, as per the boss's orders, her name and jade pendant have been withdrawn. I've sent an email to Chen to fill in another girl."

Simon just hmmm'd.

Simon is never reluctant with the women around him, and as long as he doesn't do anything too out of the ordinary and wants to leave, he can do so anytime. It was probably the same over at the State Wind Art Troupe, Simon was not reluctant, nor did he deny his possessiveness, and since that girl had a heart of gold, it was definitely not a good idea to stay any longer, which was nothing to say.

A girl sized up her own boss's expression and took the initiative to change the subject, saying, "Also, in response to the Yev Sherban murder case that happened yesterday over in the Ukraine, the White House will make a statement tomorrow, the New York Times and several other newspapers will follow up, as well as the Russian side, which has also been arranged."

"Enough for a measure, I don't want Lazarenko to go down over this in the short term."

"I understand." The a-girl said she remembered, and pointed to the stack of newspaper papers in front of Simon, "Finally, boss, down there, there's a very interesting press release from Richard Mellon Scaife's side, and Scaife met with Julian Robertson, the founder of the Tiger Fund, on Friday night."

Instead of rushing to find the document, Simon was curious: "Is Scaife a far-right activist, and isn't Robertson a Democrat?"

"Robertson is also a Republican, and over the years he has donated a total of more than $1 million in political contributions to various aspects of the Republican Party, with little to no support for the Democrats."

Simon just realized that.

Mainly Soros was a Democrat supporter, though he also stepped into two boats, and Soros and Robertson had a good relationship, and Simon had subconsciously assumed that the other party was also a Democrat supporter.

However, Simon was fine with that.

Even within the Westeros system, although because of Simon's overall preference for the Democratic Party, but many of the core executives are Republican supporters, Simon is actually happy to see this, is a kind of justifiable two-sided bet.

As for Richard Mellon Scaife's private little moves, Simon has always known.

The Westeros family's private intelligence network team has been very abundant resources, after all, not a country, just as the Westeros system's enterprises to generate large profits nowhere to go, it is not easy to catch a Richard Mellon Scaife, not to stare at each other to complete transparency, even if Simon's efforts over the years in vain.

In fact, after the last showdown between Simon and Timothy Mellon, Scaife, who sensed he was being watched, was quite a toss-up, only, in the end, it was all for naught.

All of the other side's private skewering during this time was completely in Simon's eyes.

As Simon successively began to layout the various traditional industries of the Federation, the Westeros family, this super 'new money' has become more and more threatening to the massive 'old money' capital of the United States, the most acute potential conflict in recent years, is undoubtedly the conflict of interest between the network and the paper media can be called a struggle for survival.

If not for Simon's blow to the Hearst family two years ago was too harsh to be scandalous, and then duly compensated a number of paper media groups, the current Westeros system is definitely a thorn in the flesh of the traditional American paper media to attack.

However, these conflicts still exist.

In the future, not only the traditional paper media, medical, mining, transportation, defense and other fields, Simon will be involved.

Rather than letting all kinds of conflicts accumulate and accumulate again, it was better to let them break out voluntarily, small-scale outbreaks, convenient for Simon to break each one.

Chatting with the A-girl like this, when Carmen served breakfast, Simon was almost finished before he turned to the press release that would have given him an absolute cold sweat if Richard Mellon Scaife had been here to read it.

A fascinating article.

Scaife's targeting of tech stocks was also expected by Simon.

The new tech bubble is the most obvious target right now, not to mention the huge stakes involved, enough to make the super-rich rich rich again if they bet in the right direction. However, even if the new tech bubble does collapse, the impact on the already prepared Westeros system is actually very small, and could even allow the Westeros system to further expand its new tech industry territory.

The only people who will suffer are the large number of startups and investors.

Even if there is even some expectation, the gesture Simon should still do, can't let people produce a punch in the empty feeling.

What's more, since Scaife has found a bad technology stocks Julian Robertson, Simon is also very curious, once the tiger fund insists on shorting, as the original time and space as the bet on the wrong direction, resulting in a huge loss of funds directly liquidation, Robertson how to investors to explain, and how the Mellon family to Robertson to explain?