Chapter 219: Through the Back Door

"Sorry, I'm going over there to say hello." Li Zitao, who didn't want to be a light bag, left with his fiancée.

"Lawrence intends to get married?" Adelaide asked.

"Not yet, but he doesn't mind a love affair, you know, dear, love always comes around inadvertently."

Hearing Li Zitao's words, Adelaide looked away, looked at him affectionately and said, "Yes, I have a deep understanding."

"Harry." He waved at the young man who was surrounded by hot girls, and the other party rushed over immediately.

"Charlie, your people are so disrespectful." Harry Chandley, former owner of the Los Angeles Times, whose family founded the paper.

"I apologize to you for their behavior. They were just too worried." When Ben threatened to sink him, Harry felt as if he had been beeped by a dog.

If it weren't for the fact that Li Zitao was locked up, and as the number one think tank, his anxiety was understandable, he would definitely have a duel with Yuan.

Mmp, having a gun is amazing!

"Just don't let him threaten me again, we're just talking about business!" Harry said with a wry smile.

With a gun, I really can't afford to mess with it!

The Los Angeles Times is big, but the Chandley family's financial situation is very bad, and it can't bring about a turnaround for the family.

So after the think tank contacted him, Harry intends to make a move, but he wants to make more money in terms of price.

Li Zitao was arrested before he could get enough of the up-and-coming routine, and then came Ben's threats.

But in the end, Ben gave him a satisfactory price, twice the market price, and everyone was happy.

"Have fun." After chatting casually, Li Zitao walked towards another small circle, which he had to get to know.

"Paul." Paul Mellon, Avril Lavigne's eldest brother, the eldest son of the Mellon family, and the future heir of the family.

"Hey, Charlie." Paul is 31 years old this year, and he still belongs to the group of young people, but his appearance is too old, and he has a sense of sight in his early forties.

"I saw Avril just now, she is so beautiful." Li Zitao praised.

"Hey, it's not good to praise another lady in front of Her Royal Highness." Paul's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had an idea about his own cabbage.

"Don't worry, my heart has been given to Her Royal Highness, and she is now with Lawrence, it seems that they are very compatible."

Li Zitao's casual love words made Paul a little envious. If he had this kind of skill, he would have already won the woman he likes.

His worry was not without reason. When she learned that he was going to attend this grand event, Avril Lavigne showed great interest and pestered him to come together.

And judging from her words, she has a good impression of this self-made Chinese, but unfortunately, he is already engaged.

"With the combination of Mellon and Rockefeller, the oil field industry in the United States will be completely monopolized." After leaving, Adelaide joked.

"Lawrence and Avril Lavigne are not the heirs of the family. Relationship and business are two different things." Li Zitao doesn't think so.

Don't say that there is no word on this matter, even if the two really get together, it depends on the family's intentions.

Especially for the Mellon family, pearls belong to pearls.

But marriage is another matter. There is no benefit, so what is marriage?

Free love, for a family like Mellon, does not even appear in dreams.

Otherwise, the American baby of the Vanderbilt family would not have married far away to country Y, just to satisfy the family's vain pursuit of aristocratic status.

tired.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, after arranging all the guests, Li Zitao drove back with his arms around the drowsy Adelaide.

The two of them were really exhausted today, but Li Zitao was mentally exhausted, while Adelaide was physically exhausted.

Adelaide was used to this kind of banquet, and didn't think it was any trouble to handle it.

It's just Li Zitao's previous conquest,

Keep her tired all the time.

"Don't touch me, I'm going to sleep, you bloody beast."

After a simple wash, she found that Li Zitao was about to move, Adelaide hugged the quilt and rolled herself up, looked at him vigilantly and said.

"Honey, after you said you would let me try it... the taste..." Li Zitao rushed forward with a sly smile.

"Shet, oh, FK..." To die.

...

In the early morning, Her Royal Highness Princess Adelaide, who was walked out of the back door by Li Zitao, was finally able to sleep peacefully.

Previously, she acted like a shrew, and her emotional moaning accompanied by cursing opened Li Zitao's eyes.

"It doesn't seem to be sleepy anymore." Li Zitao, who was getting more and more courageous, was a little excited, and decided to go to the living room to pass the time.

"Sir, do I need to prepare breakfast for you?" Phyllis asked while cleaning.

"Well, let me have a pie or a burrito." Sitting on the sofa, he casually flipped through the newspapers and found that they were all reporting on last night's annual meeting. Li Zitao put down the newspapers in satisfaction.

After connecting to the secretary's office, Li Zitao told Tia to have someone notify the monk to put that poor bastard named Lake back.

It is now mid-November, only one and a half months before the engagement ceremony, and Adelaide will leave again tomorrow morning.

She is getting ready for the wedding and is still preparing a mysterious dowry.

Seeing her put so much effort into it, Li Zitao is now a little curious about what kind of surprise her dowry will be.

"By the way, someone will come as a guest at noon, and we need to make some preparations in advance." Li Zitao said to the busy Felice.

"Okay, sir, but I have to say, you need more servants to clean the rooms." Phyllis will be left here, but she has no intention of dying from overwork.

Whether it's daily cleaning, washing, tidying, food preparation, shopping, etc., it's not something two people can handle.

"Yes, I will go out later to get this done." Li Zitao almost forgot.

Half an hour later, Li Zitao took a few mouthfuls of cakes baked by another servant and left the door.

He was going to go to the labor market, find a suitable housekeeper, and relax by the way.

It is said that when he was on the upper floor yesterday, Catherine slipped him a note with the room number of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel on it, "Would you like to go?"

This question is very tangled, Li Zitao decided to think about it again, at least think about it tomorrow morning, after Adelaide gets on the boat.

Walking down the street with two bodyguards, Li Zitao missed the monk a little bit.

When he was around, the two of them could still chat and brag when they were free, and then they looked at the two behind them with a Lambo look on their faces.

It's not that he didn't do his duty, but that he was too conscientious, which made him lose the desire to speak.

I don't know if the little elk has settled the canary properly. There are two pieces of fat around him, but now he can only watch and can't move. Life is so cruel!