Rise of an Empire

Her pale golden shoulder-length hair swayed in the wind, and the beauty in a black and white dress was singing heartily on the stage.

A round face, light blue eyes, a high bridge of nose and a sexy glossy lips.

I don’t know why, Europeans and Americans always think that women are more beautiful with bigger mouths. This really makes people speechless.

It's just that although the beauty on the stage also has quite plump lips, it does not affect the overall beauty. Instead, she looks a bit cute.

The front and back of the dress were tightly pushed up. Unlike Gudrun, who was slightly slim, he obviously had a plump figure, with a protruding front and back that made people think.

Conrad nodded. Although in terms of appearance, the other party was still a little inferior to his head maid, she could still be regarded as an eight and a half beauty. In future generations, she would be able to package it casually and call it "one in four thousand years". Came here to meet a beautiful woman.

Seeing his friend nodding, Norman Osborne suddenly became energetic, called the waiter directly, and ordered another hundred supreme flower baskets.

Talking about money in a place like this is really too vulgar, so if people meet someone they are interested in, they usually send flower baskets to build relationships.

Those flower baskets are all provided by the nightclub. They can be taken out when needed and can be taken back to be used the next day after the show is over. It can be said to be an authentic money-making gift.

And those women can get a very generous commission. Everyone is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. It is purely good.

Of course, in order to prevent these women from taking advantage of their customers, under normal circumstances, as long as they send the most flower baskets in a single game, they must go to their seats to thank them in person. Although they may not necessarily go out to drink coffee right away, they should at least have The benefits are basically the same.

Norman Osborn was hemorrhaging money for the sexual happiness of his best friend. The price of two thousand US dollars can be regarded as a sky-high price. After all, the woman singing on the stage is said to have never appeared on stage. According to his estimation, even if When the other party comes back to accompany him for drinks, he will probably be limited to second base at most.

The women in the nightclub are also divided into threes, sixes and nines. For example, the Bunny No. 6 that Osborne ordered just now rushed to their table in casual clothes after receiving twenty flower baskets, and is now sitting at Osborne's table. Acting coquettishly in Ben's arms.

Judging from their current performance, that guy Osborne must be busy tonight.

The girl singing on the stage was obviously a few levels higher than the bunny girl in Osborne's arms. If you wanted to go out with her and spend a good night together, in addition to having enough money, you probably also needed to be seen by the other person.

Of course, money is the most important thing

What Osborne didn't expect was that after he gave away two thousand US dollars in one go, the waiter told him that he was not the one with the most.

Where did this prodigal son come from, so he doesn't take money as money?

Looking at the densely piled flower baskets under the stage, Norman Osborne thought with some surprise.

Could it be that Howard Stark, that bastard with so much money to throw around, is here?

As a young director of the Osborne Group, Norman Osborne was quite dissatisfied with the Stark Group that had taken away his company's leading position in the arms company.

The woman on the stage has a very good voice, probably because of her sexy red lips. Her voice is like an oriole emerging from a valley, or an orchid in an empty valley. It is definitely much better than those singers in later generations who rely purely on electronic software to assist them.

Conrad looked directly at the other person with a smile, and his originally depressed mood had completely improved.

You can't blame him for being big-hearted, mainly because his time-travel template is so good that it's so good that it's impeccable.

Both of his parents are dead, he owns a car and a house, he has a distinguished status, and his family fortune is billions. It can be said that unless he commits suicide to bomb the White House or bombard Kathmandu, there will be no danger.

As for the director of the Universal Family Planning Commission,

By the time he comes to Earth, he will probably be too old to move. Why do you care so much?

Although most people who travel to this world will definitely find ways to improve their strength and then become superheroes, Duke Conrad said that he really has no interest in being a superhero.

Not to mention the hardships and hardships, there are no benefits at all for paying half a penny. The title of superhero, apart from being nice to hear, is simply a cheating buff.

Look at Tony Stark, what a great playboy. He used to live the life of a god every day, but ended up having nothing to do but becoming Iron Man. As a result, not only did he have no time for sex, but he also fell into danger several times. Returning from death to life, in the end, he turned a playboy into a depressed patient

Why bother?

It's better to enjoy yourself in time. God gave him such a perfect time travel template, not for him to suffer.

Norman Osborne secretly glanced at his best friend's face, gritted his teeth secretly, and ordered the waiter.

"I don't care how much the other party offers, I will offer double, hurry up."

Although the cost this time is definitely a bit beyond the budget, and I don’t think I will be taught a lesson by my father when I go home, but now is it time to think about how to solve the problem when I go home?

If Conrad knew that he, the young director of the Osborne Group, actually went out to play and couldn't even afford a girl to help him, wouldn't he be laughed to death?

After receiving the order, the waiter ran straight to the manager's office on the third floor of the club as if he had been given a shot of blood.

"What's the matter?" Dorian was wiping his beloved gun and asked a little strangely when he saw the waiter running into his office.

Dorian Tyrell, a poor boy who was born in Texas, came from a poor family and climbed a train to New York alone when he was fourteen years old. Relying on his ability to fight and chop and the blessing of the goddess of luck, he spent two years After more than ten years, I finally climbed into the position of manager of Palm Nightclub.

Although there is a big boss behind him, in the eyes of street gangsters and ordinary gangsters, Dorian is almost a myth in the inspirational world.

"Boss, someone spent a lot of money to order Miss Tina," the waiter said with some palpitations.

The girl who is singing on the stage is named Tina Carlisle, a beautiful girl who came to New York from the countryside to pursue her dreams. Every day, the New York train station greets many girls like her and teenagers like Dorian.

Tina Carlisle was lucky. She was spotted by Dorian as soon as she arrived in New York. Although Tina's appearance was only acceptable in the eyes of Duke Conrad, in Dorian's view, it was simply Like a heavenly being

Dorian immediately used his own resources to build momentum for Tina. In addition, the other party's talent was really good. In just half a month, Tina went from a country girl to a pillar of the Palm Nightclub, and was even featured in the New York Times. interview.

It can be said that Tina is now considered a second-tier star. If she finds another investor to make a movie for her, she will definitely become a first-tier star.