Legendary American Tycoon

"Your Evelyn and my ex-wife are the same kind of people. I can see it." Silvas raised gray eyebrows to White. "I'm just giving you a piece of advice. No feelings are persevering or deteriorating. The secret to never fail is to never try."

Silvas said: "Don't try, one duo for life is a stupid idea that only a child will look at."

This sentence floated into White's ears and kept echoing. He was indeed dumb, facing Silvas's naked and frank, unsure whether to look away or deformed.

This may be the gap between them, so White could not understand.

But in order to cater to the old man, White still pretended to nod his head, and said: "You mean knowing the world but not the world. Even women who come for money, they have nothing to hate, at least they are willing to do it for you, or for Money, put on the happiest expression. A calm and sensible woman, never will."

This sounded more like a gritted hatred caused by wanting nothing.

When White finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing. Silvas repeatedly praised him as a very smart young man. White's catering made Silvas feel happy, and he said a lot in the follow-up. In addition to the deal in this open space, there are some other current affairs.

When he went downstairs, White was still thinking about Silvas' words on the rooftop. He was thinking about some sloppy and cluttered thoughts, such as would Evelyn pretend to be at the top for him, or something else—

When they reached the car on foot, Silvas slowed down, and White guessed that he should have remembered something.

Before getting into the car, Silvas whispered to White: "I think you need to know one thing, you must know. My son-in-law will hold the midterm elections of California governor in November."

But now it’s less than half a year since November, and White has a good idea, but he still pretends to be incomprehensible, and asks: "What do you mean?"

"Open the skylight and speak up. This piece of land does not mean that you can sell it for friendship. The so-called gift-based economy is that you can get as much as you want, and I will exchange it for your own interests." Sivas said, "My The son-in-law is just in his early thirties this year, an extremely young age. This is his first mid-term election since he took office. As you know, recent events about these elections have been turbulent and unbreakable. I hope he can continue to pass smoothly. Continue to be re-elected."

The so-called gift-based economy is just that. Silvas was a sensible person, and he talked so much on the rooftop, and finally did not forget to return to the topic and return to his old roots.

White had a count now, but just nodded slightly. After winning Silvas's appreciation, the two of them got in the car together. At this time Evelyn also sat back next to White, and they took a look at each, but they understood it without saying a word.

When the car bounced and started, White slid down the window, smelling the sweet California evening air, his thoughts circling nervously in his brain along the way. In the villa where Evelyn lived, Evelyn untied her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath. White stood on the balcony and called Iverson, saying that she would not return to the villa tonight.

Afterwards, White sat down heavily on the lounge chair on the empty balcony, looking at the far and wide landscape, but thinking of what Sivas had said in his heart.

Silvas hopes that White and his rookie Lumblar can stand for his son, but this is very risky. First of all, White is really not clear about the 2004 California Governors list. Second, if he stands on the wrong team, I am afraid that he and Lumblar is in a difficult situation in California.

auzw.com White felt the blood flowing back from his body, and his heart thumped and jumped fiercely in his chest. Distractedly, he took out the cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, took a few sips, and reopened Lie down on the chair and let out a long breath.

Generally speaking, it is not a wise choice to participate in this kind of thing. What's more, White, a LUMBLAR company that has just emerged, has no power, no power, and no money network, if you just break into it so recklessly, you might be caught As the cannon fodder of the election, it was wiped out with a blast.

No one wants to try this kind of risk, but the benefits behind it are so rich that people are greedy. Just make a hypothesis. If it succeeds, it will indirectly show that it has a relationship with the Silvas family. Then the network of relationships behind it starts to be intricately woven like a golden silkworm.

As soon as the bathroom door opened, Evelyn had just tied the white bath towel on her body. White got up from the chair with a squeeze, then jumped up, put her arms around her waist, and pushed Evelyn into the small corner next to the bathroom. .

After the snow-white crystal shoulders were soaked in the water, they were glowing with a hot red color, and White kissed the wet ground from Evelyn's long and white neck. "Why are you so impatient?" Evelyn giggled and hugged his messy hair, soft and tender like a puddle of water.

White held Evelyn’s cheek and handed her mouth full of cigarette butts. The two lips collided. White untied her bath towel and threw her down on the cushioned sofa. Cover yourself.

"So anxious, so anxious."

Evelyn smiled openly, but spontaneously separated her legs and clamped White's waist.

White lowered his eyebrows and stared at her gorgeous lips, snow-white skin, and blue eyes like water.

An ambiguous air current floated from the lips and teeth close at hand.

What Silvas had said drifted into White's brain uncontrollably at this moment. White wanted to see if she was really as cruel and ruthless as Silvas told him, so he tried hard, and he was fierce, he rubbed Evelyn's white skin into a bright red, watching her messy hair and red lips slightly open... …

Evelyn did not pretend.

No, no, neither of them need to pretend. When the love reaches the depths, it is formed naturally. Why is it necessary to pretend to be between the 65-year-old man and the 20-year-old girl?

White closed his eyes feeling contented, panting heavily, got off Evelyn and leaned his head on her wet snow-white thigh.

Evelyn hugged his shoulders and asked softly, "What's the matter? Silvas, did you say anything to you today?"

White kissed her smooth and lovely slender legs, skipped the words Silvas said on the roof, and jumped directly to the issue of the re-election of Silvas' son-in-law as governor before getting into the car.

Evelyn put on a thin gauze, and gently stroked the edge of White's auricle, and said, "Are you worried about standing in the wrong line? Then you might as well think about it. This year is 2004, November There is another big event in the month."

White was stunned for a moment, turned over and looked at Evelyn: "Yes, you are absolutely right."