"Sorry, I have to go over there and say hello." Li Zitao, who was unwilling to make a light bag, left with his fiancée.

"Laurence is planning to get married?" Adelaide asked.

"Not yet, but he doesn't mind falling in love. You know, dear, love always comes to you unexpectedly."

Hearing Li Zitao's words, Adelaide withdrew her gaze, looked at him affectionately and said, "Yes, I understand it deeply."

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

"Charlie, your guys are so rude," said Harry Chandrey, the former owner of the Los Angeles Times, the newspaper his family founded.

"I apologize to you for their behavior. They were just too worried." When Ben threatened to drown 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 his anxiety as the number one think tank was excusable, he would definitely have asked for a duel.

mmp, having a gun is awesome!

"As long as he doesn't threaten me anymore, we are just talking about business!" Harry said with a wry smile.

If you have a gun, you really can’t afford to mess with him!

The Los Angeles Times has a great reputation, but the Chandler family's financial situation is very bad, and it cannot bring about a turnaround for the family.

So after the think tank contacted him, Harry was interested in taking action, but he wanted to make more money in terms of price.

Li Zitao was caught before he had enough of the selling-for-price 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 for a few words, Li Zitao walked towards another small circle. He must get to know this person.

"Paul." Paul Mellon, Avril Lavigne's eldest brother, the eldest son of the Mellon family, and the future heir to 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 the feeling of being in his early forties.

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

"Well, it's not nice 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 Highness the Princess for safekeeping, and she is with Lawrence now. It seems that they are in harmony."

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

His worries were not without reason. When she learned that he was coming to attend this event, Avril showed great interest and pestered him to come along.

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

"With the combination of Mellon and Rockefeller, the American oil field industry will be completely monopolized." After leaving, Adelaide said jokingly.

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

Don't say that this matter has nothing to do with each other. Even if the two really get together, it still depends on the family's wishes.

Especially for the Mellon family, a pearl belongs to a pearl.

But marriage is another matter. Without benefits, what is marriage?

Free love, for a family like the Mellons, would not even appear in their dreams.

Otherwise, the American baby of the Vanderbilt family would not have married 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 returned by car with Adelaide in his arms.

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

Adelaide was accustomed to this kind of banquet and did not find it troublesome to deal with it.

It's just that Li Zitao's previous conquest had kept her in a state of exhaustion.

"Don't touch me, I want to sleep, you damn beast."

After a simple wash, she found that Li Zitao was about to make a move. Adelaide rolled herself up with the quilt in her arms, looked at him warily and said.

"My dear, you said you wanted me to try...the taste..." Li Zitao smiled evilly and rushed forward.

"Shet, oh, fk..." I'm going to die.

…

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

She acted like a shrew before, her emotional moans accompanied by curses, which opened Li Zitao's eyes.

"It seems I'm not sleepy anymore." Li Zitao, who was getting more and more courageous as he fought, was a little excited and decided to go to the living room to kill time.

"Sir, do you need to prepare breakfast for you?" Phyllis, who was cleaning, asked.

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

After answering the phone call from the secretary's office, Li Zitao told Tia to have someone notify the monk and put the poor guy 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 has to prepare for the wedding and is still preparing a mysterious dowry.

Seeing how attentive she was, Li Zitao was now a little curious as to what kind of surprise her dowry would be.

"By the way, someone will be a guest at noon, so we need to make some preparations in advance." Li Zitao said to Felice who was busy.

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

Whether it is daily cleaning, washing, organizing, food preparation, shopping, etc., it is simply more than two people can handle.

"Yes, I will go out to finish these things later." Li Zitao almost forgot.

Half an hour later, after taking the cake baked by another servant, Li Zitao took a few bites and went out.

He planned to go to the labor market to find a suitable housekeeper and relax.

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

This question was very confusing, and Li Zitao decided to think about it again, at least until tomorrow morning, when Adelaide gets on the boat.

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

When he was around, the two of them could still chat and brag about nothing. Looking at the two people behind them, they looked like Rambo.

It's not that he didn't do his job well, it was that he was too dedicated to his job, which made him lose the desire to speak.
Chapter completed!