Legendary American Tycoon

White and Brooklyn opened a public account about "Code X Painter" on their blog. People can follow "X Painter" here and see all the public news posted by "X Painter" on this account.

Brooklyn posted the picture painted by White.

Within a few seconds, the number of likes reached thousands.

Brooklyn laughed and celebrated with high-fiving White.

Brooklyn opened the fan list of this account and scrolled down one by one.

Occasionally seeing the gender of a few women, Brooklyn clicked in to confirm it.

Brooklyn explained while slipping: "I have this habit. I can't help but look at my gender when I see fans."

"What about after confirmation?" White asked with a smile.

"Use a trumpet to add her." Brooklyn smiled heartily. "The female players who like to play R series games must be extraordinary, so I admire them very much, and I'm particularly involved in chatting."

White suddenly remembered: "Evelyn also likes to play this game..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of opening the door.

There was a rustling sound of wearing shoes, and the voice outside was still muttering: "It's really tired..."

When she came to the room and planned to change her coat, she was surprised by the two old men in the room.

"You... why are you in my room?" Evelyn reacted for a while, rubbing her eyes, and after confirming that she was right, her mouth opened wide.

White woke up in an instant, jumped out of the bed with his laptop in his hand, and pulled Brooklyn up by the way.

"Come to the room to find some information and stay here." White explained.

Brooklyn nodded in response.

"Documents? Didn't you move the documents of this room to the next door?" Evelyn walked over and asked very much.

White replied "Ah" and pointed to the drawing on the table: "This thing."

When saying this, White and Brooklyn had secretly discussed and moved the "battlefield" to the living room.

Evelyn lay down on the bed with a "plop" and scratched her hair tiredly: "So White, you are back... Forgive me for not preparing for any welcome meeting. I was so depressed today."

"What's wrong?" White asked.

Evelyn held her head: "I have been looking for a job these days. On the way back from disappointment, I ran into a painter-like person. I said I have potential... after listening to a bunch, it turned out to be just to lie to me. Money for paintings."

"Are you not deceived?"

"No! It was an accident last time." Evelyn flushed.

Of course, what White and Evelyn discussed was the last VISHY incident.

Evelyn is alone and wants to find a model agency to join her career. There is no public relations operation behind her. It is too difficult to become famous.

In addition, Evelyn had fewer bends in her straightforward mind, and it was easier to take more wrong paths. Now it's time for her to make money again, and it is easy to be tempted by a little profit in front of her and go astray.

White thought to himself, casting his eyes to Brooklyn: "Didn't you say that Evelyn's photos are highly satisfied with the feedback? Is there any way I can help Evelyn?"

Brooklyn spread his hands and shook his head: "The new plot is not going to progress, it is not necessary at all. It has to be promoted in the later stage, which is too much trouble."

auzw.com White felt right when he listened. When thinking about how to help Evelyn, Brooklyn shouted: "Aren’t you Evelyn’s official agent? Just use It's okay to help Evelyn take the job interview in this name."

broker? White raised his eyebrows: "It's a no-name broker at most."

Brooklyn couldn't react for a while, looked at White, then at Evelyn, and said for a while: "You are not the relationship between the agent and the model? Then you..."

"To help you reduce the nonsense of questioning." White explained, concisely.

Unexpectedly, Evelyn laughed after hearing this: "If you can, I would like White to be my agent."

"Why?" White was stunned.

"It feels like you have a good temper, and you have a kind of light, attracting many people to become your friends."

"is it……"

Evelyn sat down in front of her seat and put her hands on her cheeks: "I can't be like you. I have a straight personality, so I offend a lot of people. I guess it's hard to get mixed up in this business."

...

White and Brooklyn walked out of the room, and Brooklyn couldn't help gossip as soon as the door closed.

"Why are you still living together?"

"And Iverson. I usually share a room with Iverson, not what you think." White explained.

Brooklyn nodded clearly, and then said: "Actually, I can speed up the game process and launch the next poster. I just don't know, will Evelyn agree?"

White said: "You can rest assured. Evelyn can only accumulate popularity through your game now. It is impossible for her to understand this and will not refuse.

Brooklyn nodded in understanding, "It's a pleasure to work with you.

White smiled non-committal, and when he looked into the living room, he was attracted by the Christmas tree in the corner of the wall.

There are strips of white snow hanging on the green leaves, with a Santa Claus hat on top. The small light bulbs lay on top of each other in bunches, turning on the switch and a dazzling light.

It turned out to be Christmas soon.

One week before Christmas, White received an email from New York.

Come from the Engelson family.

The content of the email is roughly to let White go home for the holidays. White was just a college student at this time, and basically went home for the holidays on Christmas Day.

As for the Engerson family, White doesn't know much about it. Apart from knowing that the family is in Manhattan, New York, the father's lawyer, the mother publishing house is a middle-class family, there is not much attention.

This Christmas Day, there is no reason not to go back, I have to go.

It's been a while since White was born again. White has learned a lot about this character. Although there are big differences in personality, Iverson has not noticed the slightest abnormality after spending so much time with his friends, let alone care. I have seen my family only once in half a year.

It coincided with Google’s holiday and White planned to buy tickets in advance. At this time, White, Evelyn, and Iverson were all sitting in the living room, wishing Christmas in advance.

All three of them are college students and basically go home for Christmas.

Under the shining lights, White and Iverson set up a simple Christmas manger on the floor of the living room.

Sprinkle the small white powder prepared in advance on it to make it as white as snow.

The three of White sat around with their legs bent, praying and blessing religiously.

Then they put the Christmas manger on a side table, played three-person poker, and the TV was on, showing recent news.