Chapter 123 121 Don’t Worry, Such a Person Will Appear.

Chapter 123 Don't worry, there will be such a person.

Plaza Hotel, New York.

Elena put down the phone and looked at Eric with a playful look.

"My two poor nieces were played around by you. As an aunt, I am very sad."

Eric walked back from the French window and snorted coldly, I believed your lies.

"What? Don't you believe it?"

Eric thought to himself, how can I believe it? Your actions are completely opposite to what you say. What do you want me to believe? Take the head to believe!

If I really want to take the head to believe, this woman will definitely ask whether I take the big head or the small head.

"I believe it, I believe it very much, Elena, thank you for everything you have done for me, isn't that enough?"

"Hmph! You look reluctant. I forgot to ask you something. What is your relationship with the Chinese mother and daughter you met at the Flindale Restaurant?"

"No relationship at all. I met them once when I went to China, that's all."

"Huh? Is it that simple? That middle-aged woman, I saw something different in her eyes. There was something wrong with the way she looked at you."

Eric clenched his fists speechlessly: "Elena, you work in a bank, not a private detective. Do you think you are Sherlock Holmes? Or any Every woman who has spoken to me must have a relationship with me?"

Elena leaned on the pillow with her arms folded across her chest: "You little guy, you don't tell the truth. I'm not that silly girl like Mary who was fooled by you."

"Hehe, I was able to deceive them, thanks to your great help as an aunt."

"Then how are you going to repay me?"

"Haven't I fed you milk? The doctor said that my quality is very high, and it is good for beauty and skin care."

Elena licked the corner of her mouth. It must be said that Eric's milk tasted really good, with a sweet smell mixed with oranges and pineapples.

According to research, only a very healthy body, and eating more fruits, can produce this slightly sweet protein, which is a good drink.

She hooked her finger: "Come here!"

"I have to!"

"Come here quickly!"

"What do you want to do?"

"You're leaving tomorrow, what do you want me to do?"

Eric could only sigh: "Alas! I can't avoid going to this dragon-slaying platform after all."

Helplessly climbed onto the boat, held Elena in his arms, and began to explore with his big hands.

"Why are you in such a hurry! It's dry."

Elena slapped his fingers away.

"Quickly finish it and go to bed early. I really have to go to Hasbro to discuss business tomorrow. I have already made an appointment."

"Want to finish it quickly? Then help me quickly."

"Hmm?"

"I haven't heard enough. Keep talking about what you, Ashley and Mary did?"

Eric kissed her neck: "How can you have this hobby? Why didn't I find it before?"

"Because I haven't met someone as bad and greedy as you before. Hurry up, I can't help but want to listen to you. Tell me how you got in!"

Elena raised her head slightly, mumbling vaguely. As Eric told her, a pair of hands tightened like iron clamps.

Every detail revealed made her more excited.

Until a loud cry, the whole person seemed to reach the clouds and entered an unprecedented new world.

The next morning, after breakfast, the two kissed goodbye.

"Little guy, you did a good job last night. I look forward to our next meeting."

Eric waved his hand, signaling her not to talk and to leave.

After watching Panamera go away, he also hailed a taxi and left.

As expected, he was pulled up by Elena to have a snack in the middle of the night yesterday. He knew that this woman would not let him go easily, otherwise how could she be so happy in the morning.

"These women, why are they all the same, as if they will not be satisfied unless they put me to death!"

After counting, he had sex with the Olsen sisters for several hours in the early morning of Friday.

He had sex with Nicole for several hours on Friday night.

On Saturday, Elena's ice and fire magic chef continued to fuck him for half a night.

Rubbing his kidneys, Eric was really worried that if he continued like this, he would suddenly die on the boat.

Feng Ma, how ugly it would be to say it out!

He sighed helplessly, but what could he do? It was just because he was too good.

The women he attracted were also beautiful women with both good looks and status.

Facing their seduction, it was too difficult to control himself, and the brother was very angry, there was really nothing he could do.

If it was someone like Fengjie or Ruhua, even if these women tried their best to show themselves.

Eric would be lucky if he didn't give her a flying kick, and he would guarantee that this situation would not happen.

The car arrived in front of a mansion. The owner of such a house in a wealthy area must be an extraordinary person.

He walked across the lawn and rang the doorbell. A moment later, a young and beautiful maid opened the door.

"Sir, who are you?"

Eric tilted his head and saw Sergei Hassenfeld in a nightgown through the crack in the door.

The other party also happened to take a look and found that it was Eric, and hurriedly said: "Maria, get out of the way, you almost shut out my best friend."

The maid hurriedly let Eric in, and the two hugged and patted each other's backs.

Sergei laughed and said: "Eric, long time no see, you look really good."

Eric pinched his dry face: "Is this good?"

"Hahaha, I've read a lot of gossip about you recently. Nicole Kidman, Gal Gadot, Reese Witherspoon, Evangeline Lilly, you look so comfortable hugging each other, you look like you've overindulged yourself.

Eric shook his head slightly: "Sergey, you should read less gossip tabloids, they are all fabricated, there is not a word of truth."

"Really? You have nothing to do with these female stars?"

"Of course not! MGM can't make a movie, the heroine must have something to do with me, do you think I'm Harvey Weinstein?"

"What's wrong with Harvey Weinstein?" Sergey asked curiously.

"This guy, hum!"

Eric sneered a few times: "It is rumored that there is a red sofa in his office, which is specially used for sex. If an actress wants to get a role, she must lie on the red sofa. Do I need to tell her what will happen after lying down? "

Hearing this, Sergei showed an envious look: "Your entertainment industry is still good. I remember that Weinstein is the boss of Miramax Films. It's really enviable that a small company can play so comfortably. "

Eric nodded: "Although Miramax's scale is not first-class, it is backed by Disney. With Disney's financial support, Harvey Weinstein is of course unscrupulous. "

"But it's not as exaggerated as you think. At most, he will use his hidden rules to rule newcomers and small stars. He can't do anything to big names. "

"I heard that Angelina Jolie and Gwyneth Paltrow were harassed by him before they became famous, but only the parties involved know whether they succeeded or not. "

Sergei was a little unbelievable: "Is it true? Didn't Gwyneth Paltrow win the Oscar for Best Actress for "Shakespeare in Love"? This movie is also from Miramax, right? "

"I remember the photos in the media at that time. She took a friendly photo with Harvey Weinstein. The relationship between the two seemed very good, and there was no reluctance at all."

"Haha, would you sing against your uncle in public?"

Sergei immediately showed an expression of deep agreement: "It's clear when you put it this way. What's more, with the blessing of the Oscar-winning actress, even if it's a fly, you have to eat it with a smile, right?"

"Yes, actors, to put it bluntly, are tools to please the public and capital. For the blessing of good resources and awards, let alone flies, many people are willing to eat even the defense!"

Sergei shrugged: "Hearing you say that, my filter for Kate Winslet is about to break. Is every actor like this?"

"I can't say everyone. There is nothing absolute in the world, but most of them. I don't know Winslet and don't comment on her. Maybe she is a white lotus that is untainted by mud. You can continue to keep your fantasy. "

At this time, the maid Maria brought over two glasses of light blue liquid, which looked a little turbid.

Eric frowned: "What is this? It doesn't look like wine."

Sergei picked it up and drank it all in one breath, pointing to his arm with some excitement: "Of course it's not wine, this is a functional drink specially prepared by an expert. Drinking one cup a day is very good for the body."

After smelling it, Eric frowned even more.

"It doesn't taste good? Are you sure it's a drink?"

"Of course, drink it, it will be beneficial to our next activities."

"What activities? Did you arrange takeout? It's not appropriate in your house, what if your wife comes back?"

Sergei snorted: "Don't mention that woman, this is my home, not hers, she has her own house."

"Now unless it's necessary, the two of us will not meet, everyone has their own fun, and it's best not to interfere with each other! "

Eric was a little surprised. When they contacted each other some time ago, their relationship had not deteriorated to this extent. It seems that Sergei has become more and more sad recently.

Patting his shoulder, Eric took the drink and drank it in one gulp. The bitter feeling almost made him vomit.

"Brother, what did you add in it?"

Sergei laughed happily: "It's right to be bitter. Life is such a pain. This bitterness can make us not forget our humiliation."

"Come with me. I don't play with women recently. It's boring to play too much. I found a new hobby, which is more exciting!"

As they talked, the two came to the back hall. When the door opened, a ring came into view.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Eric pointed at the ring in surprise.

"Next, this is my new hobby. Exercises in the ring are much more interesting than those in bed!"

Sergei threw a pair of boxing gloves over, changed his clothes first and got in.

"Come up Eric, are you still afraid of me, a middle-aged man in his forties? Look at your young muscles, come up and play."

At this time, the door of a room next to it was pushed open, and several hot girls in bikinis came out.

They surrounded Eric directly in the middle, and hurriedly changed his sportswear. Looking at the excited looks of these women, I don't know how much oil was touched.

"Okay, let's play, but I haven't learned boxing, and I don't know the rules. "

Sergey patted his cheek: "It doesn't matter, I just started learning, remember not to hit the face and below, the rest will be fine. "

As he said this, the old guy has begun to move left and right and slowly jumped up: "Come on, Eric, show your strength, only when you really hit it out, you will get a vent! "

After saying that, he started to attack, and his fists came like raindrops.

Eric didn't lie. He really hadn't practiced, so he just dodged if he could. If he couldn't, he tried to block with his arms, but it was impossible to block it all.

The beauties in bikinis in the audience screamed and screamed, as if to cheer them on.

In this kind of play between friends, there is definitely no three-minute limit for a game, and the game will last until you can't play anymore.

After a few minutes, even through the gloves, Eric's body still felt hot and painful.

But that was all. The amount of exercise in these few minutes had consumed most of Sergey's physical energy, and he was obviously sluggish.

After holding on for a few minutes, Eric refused to be polite to him. He raised his fist and greeted the opponent all over his body.

The back, chest, arms, abdomen, and even the butt were accidentally hit.

In the end, Sergey reluctantly fought back a few times, and was knocked down by Eric's punch. He lay sweaty and panting on the ring.

"How many minutes?"

"Nearly nine minutes, sir! You are making progress again," Maria replied.

Sergey laughed, took off his gloves and pointed to the side. Eric also lay down, his body was also covered in sweat.

"How about young man, isn't this sport interesting? It's much more fun than in bed."

"Well, it was indeed a very good experience. Although it didn't last long, I forgot everything in these few minutes. Only the idea of ​​attack was left in my mind. It was very exciting and suitable for venting my emotions."

"Yes, boxing is really useful for venting emotions. Did you know? Boxing was particularly popular in Germany during World War II because the war made everyone nervous and everyone needed a channel to vent their emotions."

Eric thought thoughtfully: "Sergey, are you having a hard time recently? Are you under a lot of pressure?"

Sergey said nothing.

"Let me guess, is it related to your uncle Allen?"

Hearing Allen's name, he waved his hands in disgust: "Don't mention that old guy, he always likes to go crazy, and many people wish he died early."

"Really? Do so many people at Hasbro hate him? So why not vote to replace him?" Eric asked tentatively.

Sergey shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Alan is Hasbro's largest shareholder. Of course, it's not that the majority shareholder can't be changed, or it can't be ignored, but the company is developing well under his leadership, and everyone makes money. Who would want to mess around?"

"If there is really going to be a shareholders' meeting to drive Allen away, who will take the lead? Who can guarantee that he will do better than Allen after he takes over? Can he make more money than Allen?"

"Just like the entertainment stars you just mentioned, even if it's just a piece of shit, as long as it's wrapped in a layer of chocolate, it's a delicate shit that everyone is still willing to eat."

After a pause, Eric slowly asked: "If a capable person can compete with Allen for shares, will other shareholders of Hasbro choose this person?"

Hearing this, Sergey laughed: "Don't be kidding, where can you find such a person? Among the company's individual shareholders, I already have the second-highest shareholding ratio, but it is far behind Allen. "

"Some hidden investment institutions may hold more shares than Allen, but what they want is profits. As long as Allen can create value, why replace him? It is even less possible for the remaining retail investors in the market."

"If such a person really appears, I will be happy to help him. I have had enough of that old guy!"

Regardless of whether Sergey's answer is true or false, Eric is happy to see his emotional dissatisfaction, which at least shows that Hasbro is not a discus within.

He pulled Sergei up and comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, such a person will appear."