Manhattan Reborn 1978

Tokyo.

night~

Tokyo Imperial Hotel, 1-1 Uchisuki-cho, east of Hibiya Park, Chiyoda-ku.

Texas Congressman Charlie Wilson, wearing an old denim jacket + jeans + cowboy boots, stood at the door of the hotel and looked up at the tall building in front of him in the night, leading his administrative assistant Bonnie Bach stepped inside.

A few minutes later.

Zina invited Representative Wilson and the two of them to wait in the living room for a while, then turned and walked into the direction of the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Charlie looked at the furnishings in the hotel living room and waited patiently. Assistant Bonnie picked up the coffee pot on the table in front of him, poured coffee for the two of them, and joked softly.

"Wait a minute, if this young multimillionaire invites us to stay, I won't accompany you!"

"Haha~" Charlie picked up the coffee with a smile and joked.

"Bonnie, don't be nervous!"

"We came here this time just to visit the new residents in the constituency..."

"okay!"

"You should keep these words for others!"

Charlie took a sip of coffee, but glanced at the bottles of good wine placed on the wine rack in the distance, and sighed softly.

"We took a flight of more than ten hours from Washington to get here. Instead of going to the hotel to rest immediately, we came here to visit~"

"Do you think he should hold a welcome banquet for us with beautiful women and fine wine?"

"No!"

"I think you shouldn't drink on the plane!" Bonnie had a "tough" attitude and shook his head.

"ok~"

"As long as you're happy." Charlie smiled nonchalantly, and when he lowered his head, he suddenly saw a pile of documents on the table.

He quickly glanced in the direction of the bedroom, moved his body to the side of the file and scanned it. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and muttered in surprise.

"It seems... we are not the only ones who have made preparations!"

"Oh? What is that?"

"It's a piece of investigation information about me." Charlie sat down again, the relaxation in his expression disappeared, and he murmured thoughtfully.

"That guy Mag... what kind of boss did he find for himself?"

Bonnie heard Charlie talking to himself and became more curious about the contents of the document.

She reached out and moved the coffee pot in front of her, quickly took the first page of the document in her hand and looked at it for a few seconds, then put it back and smiled.

"Can Congressman Charlie Wilson be considered a fashionable figure unrivaled in the entire Congress?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and said with a smile: “This time, I’m not bragging!”

"..." Bonnie rolled his eyes speechlessly, turning his head to look in the direction of the bedroom, with a new expectation in his heart for the meeting later~

. . .

About ten minutes later.

David walked out of the bedroom wearing a shirt and trousers, and smiled at Charlie from a distance.

"Sorry~ I kept you waiting for so long."

"Congressman Wilson, Miss Bach!"

"Hahaha~ You are too polite, Mr. Coleman."

"Call me Charlie."

"She's Bonnie."

"Okay~Charlie, Bonnie!"

"Please sit down!"

After the three of them sat down, Zina and Elena, wearing nightgowns of the same style but different colors, followed David out of the bedroom, smiled and nodded to Charlie, and then left.

After Charlie watched the graceful Elena leave, he smiled at David.

"Mag and I are old friends."

"When I won the first parliamentary election, Mag was the first to send me greetings..."

Congressman Charlie Wilson is very eloquent.

It took him less than two minutes to describe Mag Ludwig in front of David as one of his best friends in life. .

David listened with a smile on his face, rubbed his wet hair with his hands, but stared at Bonnie Bach for a while, and said to Charlie.

"I also want to say sorry to you!"

"Before you come over, in order to avoid our first meeting being too strange, I asked a friend to investigate your situation."

David said, picking up the file on the table, shaking it towards Charlie and the two, looking at it and reading.

"Congressman Charlie Wilson can be said to be a fashionable figure unrivaled in the entire Congress~"

"He is the elected representative of the Second District of Texas and has served for five years."

"This liberal from Lufkin, Texas, has always displayed a puzzling and contradictory quality."

"He can go about his business like a true congressman, but he can also thrive in places where power doesn't reach him."

"He has fought for women's rights and advocated that the government exempt the elderly from tax obligations."

"As a native Texan, he has been fighting against stricter government gun control measures."

"Since he often stood up for the weak, the voters who stood behind him and provided him with the greatest support during the election were naturally those who saw hope in him."

When Charlie heard this, he felt a little surprised and said: "When I was serving in the Navy, my adjutant wrote in a report~"

"At sea, I was the best officer he ever served."

"In port, I was the worst officer he ever served..."

"You can go check it out~"

"I must have graduated from the U.S. Naval Academy, and among all the students in the history of the school, I have the second most shortcomings..."

David looked at Charlie quietly for a few seconds, and the image of this man in his heart seemed to become fuller immediately. He nodded and continued to read.

"However, what makes Charlie Wilson most famous in Congress...are the eccentricities in his private life!"

"With his handsome appearance of over 1.9 meters tall, his passionate and sexy voice, lightning-quick wit and infinite charm make him unbeatable among women. He often only needs a glass of whiskey to get what he wants from women. Everything you want.”

"Wherever he is, true and false rumors will fly~"

"He is always so kind and friendly to others, and knows how to tactfully avoid any harm caused to him."

"Charlie Wilson always has beauties around him. Even the assistants he changes at any time, every one of them is beautiful~"

"So they were naturally given a beautiful nickname - Charlie's Angels."

David put down the document after reading this, casually placed it in front of Bonnie Bach, smiled at Charlie and asked.

"It says that you are a key member of the Defense Subcommitte and one of the nine members of the Foreign Ops Committee."

"You're at the intersection of Congress, the Department of Defense and the CIA."

"And what I want to ask is, as a member of the committee, how much power do you have?"