Reborn Wealth America

Gal Gadot found it easy to chat with this man.

Because this man who looks like the sun god in Greek mythology really seems to be his own fan.

He can tell almost all the movies he has made, and he can also comment on his performance and performance in the movies.

And it is not a blind praise.

He will compliment him for his performance.

He will appropriately criticize what he did not perform well.

This makes Gal Gadot feel very comfortable.

She felt that the other party did not chat with herself like this because of her star status or her beauty.

She thinks this is a real fan of her own.

"To sum up. Although the Justice League's box office is not as good as the Avengers, this is not a problem for you actors."

"This is the problem of the producer and the screenwriter..."

"It's also a question of the atmosphere of the entire DC...

The atmosphere of DC was originally dark and desperate."

"It's not like Marvel's side... the first thing we took was the family carnival route! The audience is not much wider than DC, and the box office will naturally slap DC."

"Jado, you have tried your best..."

Gail Gadot suddenly asked: "excuseme? We have been talking for half an hour, and I still don’t know your name. Maybe you don’t want to say it, but this will make me think I’m very rude. May I ask, What's your name?"

Gal Gadot couldn't help asking his "fan".

"Oh?! Name?"

Abel smiled slightly: "This is Abel Sefrosa."

"Abel? Hello, Abel. But your last name is a little hard to pronounce."

Gal Gadot showed his trademark sunny smile: "Sapphiros? Sephiroth?"

"No, it's not Sephiroth, or Sephiroth... it's Sephiroth."

Abel corrected.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the newspaper on the table in front of the sofa, which seemed to have his own photo.

He noticed that this seemed to be reporting on his own newspaper.

"Here..."

Abel fingered the newspaper on his desk, with his photo and name on it.

"This is Sefrosa. Not the two surnames you mentioned. But I know Sephiroth, very powerful!"

"Sefrosa?" Gal Gadot read Abel's message word by word, and curiously picked up the newspaper on the table.

"[New York Times]? This is an incredible big newspaper! You can actually be in such a newspaper, hey, it seems to be a headline..."

Gal Gadot curiously remembered the news report in the newspaper:

"On the West Coast, a new wealth legend named Abel Sefrosa is leaping forward! A three-hour record of 7.2 billion US dollars, even in the financial and investment circles where miracles are frequent It can be said to be unprecedented, and there may not be any deeds of comers in the future!"

"According to reports, once on the [60 minutes] talk show on CBS. The young wealth symbol once proposed that he want to establish a new company and launch fund products with annualized returns of 20% and 15% or more!"

"After this new wealth legend created all kinds of wealth miracles. Many people are very curious, when will his new company be established? When will his fund products be launched?!"

"The author is also very curious now!"

"The author has prepared my salary for one year, 100,000 U.S. dollars! I am ready to buy the fund product the wealth legend said!"

"one year later!"

"Maybe I will get 120,000 U.S. dollars, or maybe I will even give out 100,000 U.S. dollars..."

"I hope everyone can help me..."

"..."

The more Gal Gadot read this news, the wider his eyes widened.

"you you……"

She put down the New York Times in her hand and looked at Abel with a look of surprise and inconceivability: "You are the one... Abel Sefrosa!"

She almost screamed.

This feeling of being recognized and then acting hard is really cool.

No wonder so many people like to be famous.

Abel thought in his heart.

But on the surface, he was very calm. He smiled and said, "It seems to be me. But it doesn't matter, I'm still your fan!"

"call……"

Gal Gadot took a deep breath. She picked up the newspaper on the table and looked at the picture of Abel on the New York Times newspaper, comparing it with him.

"It is indeed you. But you are much better than the newspaper!"

Gal Gadot had to admit.

Her sunny and feminine face, with a somewhat conflicting temperament, her exquisite and beautiful face, bursts with the iconic bright smile: "It's incredible! I actually sat with a billionaire and wealth legend !"

Abel corrected: "He is your fan!"

Seeing Abel's seriousness, Gal Gadot smiled more happily, showing some white teeth like shells.

what!what!what!

The two laughed out loud together.

After laughing.

Abel suddenly sent out an invitation: "Dear Wonder Woman. I don't know if you have time to accompany this fan of me to see the magnificent scene of Niagaragua Falls?!"

Gal Gadot was taken aback.

She glanced at Abel warily, but did not see anything abnormal from the face of the King of the Cannonball. The other party behaved hopelessly and invited herself to visit Niagaragua Falls. It seemed that it was not because of her beauty. It's because he really likes to be his own fan.

Looking at his "fan" expression, the most important thing is the face that attracts women like the sun god, which greatly reduces Gal Gadot's inner defense.

It's boring to be alone anyway.

It’s okay to have someone speak with you.

Besides, there are so many tourists at Niagaragua Falls, it is still impossible for the other party to do anything in broad daylight.

And he is also a billionaire, a truly top rich man.Such a fan, such a small request, if he really refuses, it looks very bad.

Thought of this.

Gal Gadot had the perfect sunny smile on his face: "Okay. Then let's visit the Nilgaragua Falls together!"

"Thank you!" Abel was polite and gentle, "please..."

Gal Gadot enjoys this gentlemanly demeanor, which is much better than his husband's nasty face!

Gal Gadot stood up.

Followed Abel and walked out of the hotel with a smile.

After walking out of the hotel.

The wind on the opposite side of the waterfall was blowing, and Gal Gadot's hot mind was a little clearer.

Wait!

The one beside him, besides being a billionaire and wealth legend, seemed to be one of the culprits who caused his insomnia last night.

That's on the balcony!

Men who do the indescribable!