America's Road To Wealth Chapter 258

  Chapter 258 What happened to my sister?

  In the inner corridor of the track with bright lights.

  Abel looked at Li Fuzhen.

   Judging from Abel's height, Li Fuzhen is not very tall, she should be around 1.65 meters.

  Today, her ample hair is half uplifted and half tied into a round bun.

   A strand of hair was thrown out of the bun and thrown behind her neck like a ponytail. The bangs on the front perfectly modified her perfect face shape.

  Li Fuzhen is wearing sjsj's orange dress today, with simple lace on the neckline, and a red and white gold chain with light-colored drop-shaped jadeite around the neck.

  The chest is tall, so that people who see it can easily imagine how white and plump it is inside.

   Between her crystal high heels and dress, there is a white lettered Balenciaga.

  The two walked side by side again, and Li Fuzhen habitually walked half a step slower.

   "Anna." Abel said softly, "What are your plans for later? It's only morning."

   "No arrangement." Li Fuzhen responded softly: "Go back to the hotel and rest? Or read a book."

   While saying these words, the two have been walking.

  Li Fuzhen's waist is very straight when she walks, which shows her good posture. Her wide hips and slender waist make her walk extraordinarily graceful and graceful.

  Abel suggested: "Why don't we go around the city of Polis?"

  Li Fuzhen seemed to hesitate for a moment, and replied softly: "Okay."

   Surrounded by their entourage and bodyguards, the two left the Polis Circuit.

  Li Fuzhen and Li Xinyu came in their own car.

  They also have their own cars, five or six bodyguards plus two entourages, and drive three cars.

  Those bodyguards and attendants were left by Li Fuzhen to Li Xinyu.

  Of course she couldn't ride in her own car at the moment, so she got in Abel's modified Mercedes-Benz S.

   This car doesn't belong to Abel, he won't stay long in Polis City.

  Abel did not purchase modified vehicles here.

   This modified Mercedes-Benz S with bulletproof function was provided by American Express.

   Having said that, the executives of American Express are very defensive against him now.

  Anyone with a discerning eye can see that a young man surnamed Smith has a strong interest in American Express.

   AmEx's original strongest defense wall, Warren Buffett, even gave up on them altogether.

   The desperate American Express Company has become less and less able to resist Abel.

  But resistance is resistance, and the money that should be earned from Abel must still be earned.

   As the tourism department of American Express, one of the VIP customers with the highest spending.

  Current largest shareholder, possible future chairman.

   In terms of providing services to Abel, American Express is still doing its best.

   The team parked in the parking lot of the track. Today's racing track parking lot is full and there are no empty spaces.

   Many people's cars were parked on the main road outside.

  Abel is also the owner of two F1 teams, and he and his entourage have only seven or eight cars that can park.

   But he is not as generous as usual, and he can freely choose a parking space.

   Today's parking space is a bit bad, eight cars are parked in a row, all against the wall.

  Abel's modified Mercedes-Benz S faces the wall on one side, so he can only get on the car from one side.

  Edward opened the car door, and Abel got used to it first.

  After sitting on it, he saw that Li Fuzhen hadn't come up yet, so he pretended to just react:

   "Ah, sorry, Anna, I should have let you come up first. I'm used to it, uh, or you can come up at once."

  His strong body blocked the front, and he didn't intend to sit back.

  To get on the bus, Li Fuzhen had to pass him, go around him and the handrail in the middle, and sit next to him at the back.

  Although the modified D-class business executive car compartment is spacious, Abel's physique is there.

   If she wants to get in the car, bumping into Abel's body is absolutely inevitable.

   Abel was obviously intentional. He smiled and stretched out his hand, gesturing for her to come up.

  Li Fuzhen, who got out of the car, hesitated a little, and finally smiled at Abel, "Okay."

  She got into the car.

  Li Fuzhen shrunk her body as much as possible, and seemed to want to bypass Abel and walk into the carriage.

  Abel stretched out a hand caringly to lend her strength.

  Li Fuzhen hesitated and grabbed it.

Li Fuzhen's hands felt a little cold, and when she walked inside, she accidentally stepped on the ground, and she looked shocked. She was already leaning forward, and when she turned her foot slightly, she fell into Abel's arms and sat down. to Abel.

  Abel felt that her body was very soft, her bones were covered with fat, and she was plump and fragrant with attractive curves.

  Li Fuzhen has an elegant temperament, graceful and luxurious, and her straight body is graceful and graceful.

  She has a good figure, which can be seen at a glance from the front.

   It was not obvious from the back.

  If she hadn't been sitting, Abel wouldn't have been able to feel it. There was amazing stretch under her dress, as did her long thighs.

  Abel's hand fell on Li Fuzhen's thigh for a moment.

   Seeing Li Fuzhen sitting on him as if unresponsive, Abel supported her slender waist and asked her if she had sprained her feet.

   "Ah...it seems to be a little painful."

  Li Fuzhen seemed to have just recovered, bent down to touch her ankle, but still did not leave Abel's body.

  She needed a lie to cover up the trembling in her heart.

  At this moment, she realized that she was not as humble as she thought.

  Abel also bent over to touch her ankle, with his arms around her waist, and his chest against her back.

  Li Fuzhen has perfect curves that mature women have.

   Instant ambiguity.

  It took 5 or 6 seconds for Li Fuzhen to stand up with her body bent, and return to her seat with her feet that didn't hurt at all, only feeling that her body was very hot.

   "Does it hurt?" Abel asked Li Fuzhen through the central armrest.

   "A little bit, not too much..."

   "Is there any swelling?"

"Maybe not…"

   "Is it really all right? If it gets twisted, it won't be that easy."

   "It's nothing serious, just go back and get some ice packs..."

  Li Fuzhen had to continue her lies, otherwise she would not be able to face Abel.

   "Forget it. To be on the safe side, go back to the hotel and apply ice..."

  Abel asked Edward to drive, and at this time there was only Edward in front of him.

  David, who should have appeared in the passenger cab, was more eye-catching than anyone else. He never came to sit in this car at all.

  The convoy began to walk towards the Conrad Indianapolis Hotel. In the compartment, after experiencing the ambiguous and embarrassing scene just now.

  The two of them chatted one after another, and soon returned to the hotel entrance.

  The outside of the carriage is bright and sunny.

  Abel suddenly bent down to touch Li Fuzhen's ankle: "Is this the pain?"

"Ok!"

  Abel folded the middle armrest, lifted Li Fuzhen's right leg and put it on his knee, rubbing it gently through the white Balenciaga: "Can you go?"

  Li Fuzhen really regretted it.

  She didn't know either, Abel really didn't know that he was just pretending.

  I still know it, pretending to be with myself on purpose, taking advantage of myself on purpose.

  She, who had already made up her mind, didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so.

  She regretted so much in her heart that she was so nervous that her heart beat like thunder.

  The point is that Li Fuzhen has never done this kind of thing before, her face is so hot.

  She withdrew her feet shyly and said, "Let's not block the hotel entrance. There are other guests' cars coming, let's get off first."

  Abel nodded, "Let me help you down. If you sprain your ankle, it can be big or small, but don't hurt your bones."

  Li Fuzhen didn't know whether to reject or accept.

  She wanted to tell the truth a little bit, but felt that the consequences of telling the truth would be very bad.

  She had to keep pretending.

   Then you can see it at the entrance of the Conrad Indianapolis Hotel.

  Li Fuzhen supported Abel's shoulders, and walked out of the carriage on his feet.

  The staff at the entrance of the hotel saw it, and came over to ask about it.

  Before Abel opened his mouth, Li Fuzhen took the initiative to say that she was fine, and that it would be fine if she went back to her room and applied ice.

  Li Fuzhen let Abel help her into the hotel, her forehead almost dripping with sweat.

   It's a little embarrassing to face the lies I've woven, but I have to go on.

   Li Fuzhen's bodyguards were left to Li Xinyu, and Abel's female bodyguards were left to Little Laura.

   It's not good to ask Abel's bodyguards to send her back to the room, instead Abel sends Li Fuzhen to her bedroom and makes her lie on the Simmons in the bedroom of her own hotel room.

  Li Fuzhen wanted to say that this is fine, and it will be fine when she recovers slowly.

  Before she opened her mouth, Abel was already eager to go out. After a while, he prepared an ice pack and sat next to Simmons.

  When Li Fuzhen didn't know whether to refuse or tell the truth.

  Abel has taken the initiative to help Li Fuzhen take off a Balenciaga, revealing her white and slender feet.

  Ordinary modern women either do housework or go to work.

  Even if there is a certain amount of time and money for maintenance, it is generally not maintained on the feet.

  Only the daughters of really wealthy families take care of the soles of their feet.

  Li Fuzhen's Li family is such a wealthy family.

  This made Li Fuzhen's ankles also white and round, and the ankle bones could hardly be seen.

  Abel smiled and said, "It seems a bit smelly, do you want to wash your feet first?"

   "What nonsense are you talking about, why do my feet stink?"

  Li Fuzhen is delicate and bright, her eyelashes are trembling slightly, her eyes are a little dodgy, a little bit shy.

  When it came to this kind of thing, she finally dared to speak.

  When she spoke these words, she was both mature and beautiful, but also like a shy girl.

  She even plucked up the courage, raised her foot to Abel's nose, and said with a coquettish smile, "Why don't you smell it?"

   But let Abel grab it with one hand, tremble slightly, calm down, look at the ice pack in Abel's hand, and ask timidly: "Is it too cold..."

  Abel put down the ice pack, and touched the soles of Li Fuzhen's feet with his cold hand.

  Li Fuzhen was caught in the cold, and couldn't help but draw back her feet, whispering in her mouth:

   "It's too cold, it's too cold, forget it, let's take a break and let it go naturally, at worst, I won't walk for two days..."

   "Would you like to rub it for you?" Abel grabbed Li Fuzhen's foot again, "Lie down."

  Li Fuzhen bit her lip slightly, and lay down with her hands behind her back. The thin summer clothes fully exposed her exquisite and perfect figure.

  Abel took a few glances, and after the identification, she and Li Xinyu must be sisters.

  The genes inherited from the body confirm this point.

  Li Fuzhen seemed a little embarrassed by him, turned around and lay down on Simmons, and covered the rear car hood with her coat.

  Hearing Abel's regretful sigh, his body felt a little hot, and he didn't have the courage to turn back.

  I felt that Abel rubbed his ankle carefully and gently, with a very down-to-earth feeling.

   This is a feeling she has never experienced in the past thirty years, and it is difficult to describe it in words.

  Li Fuzhen is still insisting on the lie in her heart: It's okay, it's just a sprained ankle, rub it and it will be fine.

   Just knead.

   Nothing else will happen.

  After a while, Li Fuzhen heard him ask: "Is it better?"

   "It still hurts a bit, but it's much better." Li Fuzhen said while lying on Simmons, with her back to him.

  She heard his slight strange laughter.

   "I've been rubbing my left foot all the time. How about rubbing my right foot? In the car, you seem to have sprained your right foot."

   "Ah!" Li Fuzhen stood there in a daze, forgetting to retract Xianxian's left foot.

   Could it be that he rubbed Abel's right foot in the carriage?

  By the way, he was sitting on his right side, and he subconsciously stretched his right foot over.

  He actually knew.

  But why when he came up, he didn't rub his right foot, but his left foot?

  For a moment, Li Fuzhen felt that a volcano was about to erupt on her face.

   Fortunately, she was not embarrassed for too long.

  She felt that Abel had let go of his left foot.

   He found out?

  He's leaving.

  Li Fuzhen thought blankly.

  Suddenly, she felt something pressing against her quilt.

  He is so heavy.

  Li Fuzhen thought.

  Two hours later, Conrad Indianapolis Hotel, executive lounge on the fourth floor.

  F1 Holdings CEO Bernie Ecclestone, hears from one of Abel Smith's entourage —

   "I'm sorry. Mr. Ecclestone, Mr. Smith may not come to see you until later."

  Bernie Ecclestone, who had only slept for a few hours in the morning, received a call last night and rushed over from London overnight.

  The president of the F1 holding company was very dissatisfied when he heard the news.

   Bernie Ecclestone to David Jones who came to deliver the news:

"Hey! Is that what Mr. Smith does? He invited me over from London, and he asked me to meet here at noon. Here I am, and I've come all the way from London, and I've traveled almost four thousand miles The distance. It's like this after sitting on the plane for almost eight hours?”

  David Jones thought to himself that he really wronged you, but our boss really doesn't have time to see you right now.

  David had to go on:

   "I'm sorry. But Mr. Smith is really not free now. Mr. Smith may not have time to see you, Mr. Ecclestone, until evening."

   Bernie Ecclestone is angry, but the basics are still there.

  The Englishman also knew that David Jones was just a messenger, and it was useless to be angry with David.

   Bernie Ecclestone said in a muffled voice, "Then what is Mr. Smith busy with?"

  David can't say that the boss is busy rubbing the feet of his girlfriend's best friend's sister.

   It's been kneading for more than two hours.

   After thinking about it, David decided to lie. Anyway, the boss should cooperate.

   David said: "Because of some unexpected events. Our boss is now meeting with Mr. Richard Lugar."

  Bernie Ecclestone is an Englishman. In the world of international racing, Bernie Ecclestone is undoubtedly one of the most powerful people.

   It was Bernie Ecclestone who transformed F1 racing from its chaotic, poorly run sport to the multibillion-dollar kingdom it is today.

   It was Bernie Ecclestone who made F1 racing the most spectator sport in the world, with more than 200 million spectators per grand prix.

   It was Bernie Ecclestone who made F1 team owners and racing drivers multimillionaires and billionaires one by one.

   At the same time, Bernie Ecclestone has also become one of the richest people in Britain, with a property of more than 2 billion US dollars.

  Years of success, and the arrogance I'm used to in F1.

   And the anger of being treated poorly.

  Bernie Ecclestone immediately asked David: "Who is Richard Lugar? Is he important to me? Why didn't Mr. Smith see me when he saw him first?"

  Bernie Ecclestone, I have never heard of a famous rich man in the United States with this name.

   Not rich, Bernie Ecclestone didn't think he was afraid.

  "Uh" David saw Bernie Ecclestone like this, he gently reminded:

   "Mr. Richard Lugar is a senator from Indiana. If he were in the UK, he would probably be a senior and authoritative member of the House of Lords."

   "Eh, a member of Parliament?" Bernie Ecclestone hesitated.

   British MPs are very similar to American MPs.

   It should be said that the U.S. Senate and House of Representatives are imitated London House of Lords and London House of Commons.

  British Bernie Ecclestone is well aware of the influence of a member of the British House of Lords.

   Then think about it, the senators on the American side must be more powerful.

  Bernie Ecclestone's arrogance can only come in F1.

   Hearing that Abel was going to meet such a big man, Bernie Ecclestone lost his temper.

   "Okay." Bernie Ecclestone said sullenly, "Then I'll wait for Mr. Smith another afternoon."

   "Sorry." David Jones smiled.

  Just as David was about to leave, he suddenly saw one of the boss's Four King Kong, the black Lincoln walking towards him.

   "David." Lincoln came running instead of walking, and King Kong looked a little anxious.

   "Huh?" David looked at Lincoln.

   "Miss Bush and that Miss Han Guo are back." Lincoln said.

  David frowned, "How could it be so fast? Didn't you say there will be a game in the afternoon?"

  Lincoln: "There was an accident. An unlucky guy crashed into a car and was slightly injured. This afternoon's game was temporarily terminated. They came back early."

   "Where's the boss?" David asked quickly.

  Lincoln said: "Haven't come out of Miss Han Guo's room yet."

   "Understood." David said immediately: "Notify the boss immediately."

   "The female bodyguards are already at Miss Bush." ​​Lincoln said helplessly, "None of us dare to go in and notify the boss. Edward thinks it's best to let you go."

   "Madfake!" David Jones scolded: "Don't dare to knock on the door? I don't want you to go in."

   "Oh, that's right." Lincoln patted his brain and realized suddenly.

   "I'll go." David shook his head and left quickly.

  So Li Xinyu, who was waiting to return early, separated from little Laura, and when Li Xinyu walked to her and her sister's hotel room.

  In the corridor, she met Abel, a tall and strong man in a thin shirt, accompanied by two entourages.

"…Mr Smith?"

   "It's Jessica. Good afternoon, why are you back? Didn't watch the game in the afternoon?"

   "There was a little accident in today's game. The game in the afternoon has been cancelled, and the main game will start directly tomorrow."

   "Oh, that's a pity. By the way, Lauren is back too?"

   "Come back. She went back to her room to rest."

   "Oh, that's good. Jessica, I have to meet a guest later, so I'll go first."

   "Well, bye, Mr. Smith."

"goodbye."

  Looking at Abel and Abel's bodyguard going away, Li Xinyu always felt weird.

   "...Mr. Smith's room is clearly on the other side, how did he get here?"

   "Also, he has always been wearing a suit and leather shoes, very formal. How could he be dressed like this? The clothes look a little wrinkled."

   "And his smell today is very strange. He didn't have any smell before, but today he has a weird smell."

   Li Xinyu was puzzled, and quickly walked back to her hotel suite.

  Take out the room card, swipe open the door, and see that in the living room of the hotel room, several hotel staff are cleaning the living room.

   "What are you doing?" Li Xinyu couldn't help but ask.

  Several female hotel staff, the one who took the lead replied respectfully:

   "It's Ms. Anna Li who lives here. She ordered the hotel service. She asked us to clean the living room."

   "Didn't you just clean it this morning?" Li Xinyu was curious.

  The service staff replied respectfully: "Then we don't know. We just follow orders."

  Li Xinyu felt strange, subconsciously went to her sister's room, twisted the doorknob, but couldn't open it.

   Locked inside.

   Li Xinyu was worried about her sister, she knocked on the door and shouted:

   "Unnie? Ernie? Are you inside? What's the situation with the service staff outside? How do you clean up the good ones? Ernie, are you inside?"

   Called several times in a row, but there was no response.

  Ask the hotel staff, and they say that Miss Da Li is inside.

   Just when Li Xinyu was about to get really worried, her cell phone rang.

   is Li Fuzhen's phone number.

   Li Xinyu quickly connected.

   "Oni, where are you? Are you not in the room? Why is your door locked? And what's the situation with the hotel staff in the living room? It was cleaned just this morning, and it's very clean."

  Li Xinyu's words were as dense as a cannonball, and a big deal came out in one go.

  After Li Xinyu finished speaking, Li Fuzhen's voice sounded weak, as if she was tired from excessive exercise.

   "It's Xinyu who came back. Why is it so early? Didn't you want to see it at night?"

  Li Xinyu told her sister again what she said to Abel just now.

  Li Fuzhen: "Oh, that's such a pity..."

   "Oni, what's wrong with you? Why does it sound like you're sick? Are you tired? Where are you? Are you in the room?" Li Xinyu was puzzled.

   "Oh, I have nothing to do. I twisted my foot in the morning.."

   "A sprained ankle? Did you see a doctor? Is it serious?"

   "It's okay." Her weak voice continued to come from the phone's microphone.

   "There's nothing to worry about, Xinyu. It might be fine after I get some sleep."

  Li Fuzhen said: "I was in the room, I didn't leave, I went to bed first, I was tired and sleepy."

   "Xinyu, let's put it this way first. I'm going to bed first. Take care of yourself..."

   "Doo~"

   "Hello, hello?" Li Xinyu also wanted to ask what happened to Li Fuzhen.

   But her sister has already hung up the phone.

  Li Xinyu was not reconciled, so she ran to Li Fuzhen's door and patted on the door.

   Still no response.

  Although it felt strange, since Li Fuzhen said so and didn't open the door, Li Xinyu didn't bother her anymore.

   It was in Li Xinyu's heart that a big mystery appeared.

   Ernie, what's wrong?

   After writing, I was afraid of being harmed, so I changed it for another half an hour.

  (end of this chapter)

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