America's Road To Wealth Chapter 471

  Chapter 471 A Very Long Night

   In addition to several dukes, there is another "acquaintance" of Abel.

   It was the first time Abel came to England, and he met William Bute on the cruise ship when he was on the Thames River at night.

  And the fat man's father, Edward Marquess Bute.

  The Bute family is a marquess family in the UK. They are known as the most merchant-like nobles in the UK, and the most noble-like merchants.

   This family is the largest shareholder of the British Coal Company and one of the major shareholders of British Petroleum.

   This family has also been a British prime minister, and was once very prominent in the UK.

  In today's era where capital is king.

  Bout, who is especially good at doing business, has a better life than other dukes with more precious identities.

  When a large number of British nobles could not afford the huge repair costs of the ancient castle.

  The wealthy Marquis of Bout at least has no worries in this regard.

   In terms of influence, the current Bout family is even bigger than the richest man, the Duke of Westminster.

  Because of the Duke of Westminster, he became the richest man in Britain.

   Not Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor's property, nor his outstanding business talent.

  It is the Duke of Westminster, who has a large number of lands handed down from his ancestors, and the location is generally very good.

  As the Duke of Westminster in London, this family owns the most private land in the UK except Windsor.

  The family owns a quarter of the land in London, 15,000 acres in England, 100,000 acres in Scotland, and numerous properties in the United States, Australia, and Canada.

   There is a saying that the queen is a tenant of his house.

  Because less than half of the land in London belongs to his family, some villas of the royal family rented his family's land.

  The value of these lands, as well as the real estate he developed specifically for this purpose, made the Duke of Westminster the richest man in Britain.

  But in an established capitalist country like the UK, real estate developers, like those in the United States, are somewhat unable to make it to the stage.

  In terms of influence over the entire UK, the Duke of Westminster is no match for the Marquess of Bute.

   This can be seen from the fact that all the dukes present, but Edward, a marquis, can be among them.

  Talked with this group of old and young members of the British Noble Alliance for a while, and it seems that the heat is almost the same, and the goal has basically been achieved.

  Abel quickly found an excuse and took advantage of the situation to leave.

  The nobles surrounded Prince William and fell into a brief silence as they watched Abel leave.

   A few seconds later, the Duke of Devonshire, the patriarch of the Cavendish family, George Cavendish suddenly said:

   "If it was 100 years ago, even if Morgan and Rockefeller were alive, they would have surrounded Edward VIII the whole time, no matter how hard they tried to drive him away."

  His Excellency the Duke's words stunned everyone present.

  William Boot, who came to his senses, had no expression on his face, but secretly smiled in his heart.

   These old guys, do you still think that this is the period when the sun never sets on the Great Yin Empire?

   Yes, in that glorious era. Any American businessman who meets any British aristocrat has a very humble status.

   But that era has passed after all, and now is the era of Americans.

   is the age of merchants and capitalists.

  The old guys are still thinking about the glory of the past, and they are reluctant to embrace the new world.

   This is a big loss!

   Unlike our Bout, the transformation has been carried out since the early morning.

   Oh, look.

  Time continues to pass, what Westminster, Devonshire, can't compare to our Bout!

   In fact, there is no need to wait for the future, there are already too many nobles who are not as good as Bout.

  Prince William also knew what the Duke of Devonshire meant, this was the old guy's emotion.

   After all, he was a young man, and he was suppressed by his grandmother and father since he was a child. Wei Lian didn't think so much.

   "He won't interact with us too much." Prince William smiled: "So there is no need for this, everyone, let's continue to live our lives well."

   After leaving Kensington Palace and sitting in the Cadillac monster, Abel felt much more at ease.

   "Back to Strawberry Villa."

  Abel is now in London, mainly living in Strawberry Hill or 1 Kensington Palace Garden Street.

  The former is the first Gothic classical castle estate in the world.

  The latter occupies a smaller area and is already a Victorian post-colonial manor house.

   Therefore, the latter is already very modern in style, and it is actually more comfortable to live in.

  But because of Sophie Marceau and the others, they all live in Strawberry Hill now.

   Abel, who wanted to play "Downton Abbey" cosplay again, naturally went to Strawberry Hill.

   Having said that, he also didn't live in Strawberry Villa for two days, and he was a little greedy for the Spanish national treasure and the mouth of France.

   What surprised Abel was when he returned to Strawberry Hills.

  In Strawberry Villa, besides the three of Sophie Marceau, there were some other women.

   "We are having a party." Sophie Marceau said.

   "You won't be angry, right? My dear, I asked the housekeeper, and she said that you have no prohibitions in this regard, so..."

   Penelope looked a little nervous.

   She doesn't take it for granted like Sophie, the demented literati.

  Strawberry Hill belongs to Abel, and they can live here only because they have paid the rent.

  Hmmm... using their bodies as rent.

  And Penelope knows her position next to Abel very well, and knows what is important.

  Abel looked at the Spanish National Treasure Goddess who was flattering himself, and then at the mouth of France.

   And in the party hall at Strawberry Hill.

  Other slightly nervous women and actresses.

  They were all called by Sophie and Penelope to attend the party held by Penelope at Strawberry Hill.

  Looking at these beautiful women, Abel's face showed a bright smile that Anna Wintour called "Apollo's smile".

   "It's okay. Have fun, even I want to join in."

  He smiled and said: "I like your party better than the one at Kensington Palace."

   "Kensington Palace?" Sophie whispered.

Abel nodded: "I just came over from Kensington Palace Garden Street. Prince William and the Duke of Westminster held a banquet there and invited me. I don't like that atmosphere, stay here I'll be gone in a while."

  He himself doesn't like the old and young of the old British aristocratic alliance.

   But Abel knew that most of the women in the world, even little Laura.

  On the contrary, they like this tone, and they like the atmosphere of medieval aristocrats.

   This is probably related to the psychology of Mu Qiang, a woman, and the vanity in her genes.

  Abel doesn't like it, but he doesn't mind using this kind of thing as a booster to increase his time as a pua woman.

   "Kensington Palace! Prince William, Duke of Westminster!"

  Someone became emotional, and Abel also inserted it in time, and joined this small internal salon party where all the audience were women, most of whom were delicate and beautiful.

   After a while, he learned of the participants here.

  Most of them are European actresses like Sophie Marceau and others.

  It was proposed by Penelope and cooperated by Sophie Marceau.

  It took them two days to organize an internal party belonging to European actresses.

  In Penelope's words, it is "a party that belongs to the Eurostar".

  It means that the dozen or so of them all participated in the Eurostar project launched by Vivendi and Smith Media last year.

  They all participated in the movies or TV series in the plan.

  Abel doesn't know most of them.

   But he does know a few, like...Monica Bellucci!

  The Italian national treasure goddess is standing beside the mouth of France at the moment.

  Tonight's Sophie Marceau, with pretty short and medium hair, looks more lively and youthful. She is wearing a rose red wrap dress with a long shawl on her hands. It is exquisite and elegant, and it is a spring of healing.

On the other hand, Monica Bellucci, who is dressed in wine red satin, strapless and waist-wrapped mermaid dress with a T, simple hairstyle tied into a ponytail, and a smaller face, represents a man's spouse attractiveness for reproduction On the one hand, all expectations are met.

  Her charm is not prostitutes, not prostitutes, but a kind of coldness wrapped in hotness, which fascinates any man.

  In front of her, when other women mention the word charming, they all have a reluctant meaning.

  Italian women are different from Anza women after all. Monica Bellucci, who has Roman genes in her blood, is more similar to a kind of beauty after the fusion of the East and the West.

   It also allows her to show a different beauty at this age.

  In addition to Monica Bellucci, who made Abel a little jealous, there was another Kelly Brook whom Abel knew.

  But he can recognize Kelly Brook, mainly because of TOEFL's super memory and photographic memory after his rebirth.

  Before he was reborn, he had watched a movie "Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun".

  The heroine of the movie is Charlize Theron. At that time, she surprised Abel, who was still a young Chinese.

   Seeing Charlize himself later, Abel made a decisive move.

   There is credit for this movie.

   In this movie, Abel was also very impressed with the little supporting role Kelly Brook, she was very beautiful when she appeared.

   Except for the aura, she was not even lost to Charlize on the set.

   A group of women looked at Abel while laughing in a low voice, and two of them even fired at him.

   Like Abel's hot-eyed Monica Bellucci.

  She is now a married woman, but Abel feels that there is something wrong with the way she looks at him.

   Soon he knew that it was not a feeling, but a fact.

  Abel took a breath, and he pretended to be casual and asked Penelope beside him, "Why do I feel weird, Penny, you won't be working part-time besides being an actor... a pimp?"

   "Bah, how is this possible! I'm not that kind of person! But honey, you don't know how attractive you are in our circle!"

   Penelope whispered.

  She didn't say that nonsense.

   Abel Smith's **** name, by now, has been known all over the world.

  Men envy and hate this, and wish they could replace it.

  Women's reactions were somewhat polarized.

   Some wish to become one of the women he spends. Some took the route of women's rights, and various media accused him.

  But the latter is estimated to be no different from the former.

  If Aberken spends time with them, most of them will be very happy, and then immediately change to the former.

   But in the entertainment industry, among the female groups in the entertainment industry, Abel's reputation is overwhelmingly good.

  The reason is that this gentleman, to the girl he has dated, does not mention such a great thing as being raised. Even if you don't raise it, you can still get huge benefits from him.

   There are too many examples.

   Like the past, Anne Heatherway, Jessica Alba, who are unknown in Hollywood.

   There is also Charlize Theron, who has disappeared for almost a year, and will immediately play the role of level major productions after her comeback, and so on.

  The better they get along, the better off they are.

   is more attractive to other similar women in the circle.

   It also made Abel's reputation among them better.

   This "good reputation" gradually spread from Hollywood to the world.

   And this kind of good reputation is exactly the kind that women in this circle like most.

   Penelope whispered again:

   "You don't know, these little girls are eager to get back with you in a month! Not to mention the benefits, as long as they can increase the exposure rate and let Hollywood report more on them, they are willing to make the greatest sacrifice."

"For us stars, fame is the most important thing. Besides, they actually know what will happen when they participate in this kind of party. Don't be deceived by their appearance. No matter how pure a girl star is, as long as she is a star, there will be no difference. dirty."

   "By the way, they all know your rules. Before coming here, they all have undergone a physical examination, and they are all clean! Don't worry, Happy!"

   At the end of Penelope's words, she joked in a low voice with a smile on her face.

  Abel was calm on the surface, but he was a little happy in his heart.

  He didn't expect Penelope to be so sensible, after sending her sister here.

   still understands this game, much more sensible than Liv Tyler!

  He looked at these in the past, when he was a young Chinese, each of them was a goddess-level woman who added to his screen.

  It was only now that he realized that they were actually very miserable.

  Of course, this kind of embarrassment can only appear like this in front of people of his status.

  If in front of ordinary people.

  They are still goddesses as before, as high as ever, and as inaccessible as ever.

   Looks unblasphemy.

   After whispering to Penelope, she took Abel's hand and walked into their crowd.

   "Hey, I brought Abe Smith to you."

   "It's up to you guys! Don't say I didn't create opportunities for you."

  Three women in one play, not to mention there are more than three women now.

   They are all women who are bold, dare to give, and are good at showing their beauty to men.

  At this moment, the eyes of these women looking at Abel are full of aggression and attack.

   It's a bit like "Wanda Mountain No. 1", which was captured by humans and thrown into a tiger mountain full of Siberian tiger "big sisters".

  All female tigress, just like him, a little male tiger.

   From time to time, someone's finger passed across her body, and all she saw was a beautiful face and a large part of her body that was partly hidden.

   All I smell are body fragrances from their bodies, or all kinds of "cut male" fragrances that are carefully prepared and sprayed on.

  The atmosphere gradually heated up, and the music was released.

   Instead of the gentle classical jazz just now, the music being played now has been replaced with explosive dance music, which can better mobilize human inner thoughts and expand various emotions.

  Wine was also served, including champagne, red wine, and blended cocktails.

  Honestly speaking, it is somewhat inconsistent for this kind of atmosphere more like a nightclub to appear in a classical Gothic manor castle like Strawberry Hill.

  However, the interior of the banquet hall itself is relatively modern.

  In addition, neither Abel nor the European goddesses are thinking about the party itself.

   But on the opponent, it doesn't matter if it's like a night show.

  After five or six glasses of wine, most of the strange women became acquainted with Abel.

   At some point, Abel took Monica Bellucci's hand and disappeared into the banquet hall.

   The dogs and men who looked at each other and had their own thoughts disappeared into the crowd, and there was no need to say anything about what would happen next.

  The women couldn't help cursing when they saw this scene.

  The old woman is alone, what's so good about it?

   still has a husband!

  Hmph, isn't it just a little more famous?

  At this time, under normal circumstances, many of them should leave.

  After all, there is only one man, and so many women.

  The men have already left, what can they do when they stay?

   It's just that Abel Smith is too attractive.

  Even if he is gone, most of them are still reluctant to leave.

   chose to stay.

   "Putaindemerde!!"

  Sophie Marceau couldn't help cursing when she saw the dogs and men slipping into the nearest guest bedroom holding hands.

  Penelope leaned over at this time, and said to Sophie with a smile:

   "Why do I feel that you are jealous? Sophie, didn't you make it clear to me a long time ago, what is the relationship between us and him? If this is the case, is it normal?"

   "You look like a pimp now, like an old man." Sophie said, "I just look down on that Italian woman who has a husband and a child."

   "What does that matter?" Penelope didn't care:

   "It's just a transaction. Abel doesn't mind, and she doesn't mind. If her husband doesn't mind either, what does it matter?"

   Sophie Marceau was a little speechless.

   "I won't talk to you about this anymore. I still have to maintain the atmosphere and order."

   Penelope waved her hand. She knew someone's appetite, but she couldn't satisfy it so easily.

  A Monica Bellucci, an hour at most.

   There are still a lot of main dishes left behind.

  She couldn't let these dinners escape before he came out.

   Sure enough, an hour later.

  Abel came out wearing only a pair of boxers, and rejoined the party.

   This excited the women who were a little disappointed.

  Night...is still growing.

  (end of this chapter)

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