Chapter 504

"Huh?"

Camille, who was full of joy, heard the sound and stopped the action. When he turned his head and looked at it, he saw Joanna with a donkey bag on one shoulder: "wait for me."

“？？？”

Surprised to see the sister and the distance between them, Camille knew that there were reporters next to him, so he looked back at Zheng Jianguo and saw that he had opened the back door of the Land Rover car. He immediately smiled and got into the car.

Seeing that Camille didn't let Zheng Jianguo hug again, Joanna smiled at him and nodded into the car. Zheng Jianguo closed the door in the photos taken by the reporters, and she was in the co pilot's position.

When Andy, who locked the door, skillfully started the car, Camille in the back seat fell between the driver and the co driver in front. Looking at Zheng Jianguo on the co driver, he smiled: "Zheng, my mother agreed to create my own brand."

"Then you have to learn to design something yourself. The brand name is decided?"

Looking at Camille close at hand with a smile, Zheng Jianguo flashed the way Joanna called her before in his mind. Of course, he continued without stopping: "but I don't know about the garment industry. Can your mother find the right person?"

"Frank, our father, he's a clothing dealer."

To Zheng Jianguo's surprise, Joanna in the back seat took it up and explained: "he just got married again, and then there are three stepparents over there, so she needs to discuss with my stepmother."

"This needs their consultation."

Stepmother means the children brought by stepmother. According to the domestic name, they are oil bottles, and there are only three in the area. When Zheng Jianguo thought that Frank was also a man of temperament, he didn't continue the idea of this topic: "Camille, I've got that picture back --"

"Have you seen it?"

Camille, who just sat back in the back seat, quickly got up again, lay down in the middle of the driver's seat, looked at Zheng Jianguo's hand, and saw him say, "no, I promised you not to see it, so I can't confirm whether it was the photo. I want to give it to your mother for confirmation and see how to deal with it."

"Don't show it to my mother. I'll just look at it and burn it if necessary! You really haven't seen it? "

Camille quickly shook his head, explored his hand, grabbed Zheng Jianguo's shoulder and said, Zheng Jianguo raised his hand and patted her hand on her shoulder. He continued: "no, I promise you I haven't seen it. Do you remember taking this picture?"

"Remember, in the bathtub, I was wearing something on my body, standing inside, with big wavy hair, heavy makeup on my face and dark yellow cold color. Now I think of it, I have nightmares -"

He turned his hand and grabbed Zheng Jianguo's hand. When Camille hurriedly said it, the smile on his face gradually converged. A pair of eyes looked at his cheek, and saw Zheng Jianguo nodding and saying, "just burn it, and you don't have to have a nightmare."

"Thank you, Zheng."

Holding Zheng Jianguo's hand tightly, he sat back on the bus seat. Camille said thanks again, and then heard Joanna next to him say, "Zheng, can we have a party in your building? Everyone else in our class has done it, but the situation in our family is quite special -- "

"No problem, but you have to talk to Ms. Taylor and obey the management of old John. You can't go to other parts of the building -"

After staying in the United States for so long, Zheng Jianguo also knows that such transferred students want to integrate into the class as soon as possible, that is, to actively participate in various parties to show themselves and understand others.

In the case of Dalton college, I'm afraid it's going to be a party. But think about the students in this school. The main purpose of classes in this school is not to study, but to lay the foundation for future contacts. This is also the reason why he will take Camille and Joanna to Britain for the weekend.

Zheng Jianguo integrates into a certain circle with the help of Harvard Club. Camille and Joanna need some invisible but real tickets to integrate smoothly in Dalton College as soon as possible.

Like going to Britain for a private royal ball at the weekend——

Before this, Camille's identity can only be regarded as a star loved by ordinary people. He has become a world-renowned figure with the face value given by God, but some circles can not be entered simply by being famous, such as Dalton college, which costs $50000 or $60000 a year.

According to media reports on Camille, her daily advertising income is $10000, but this money is pre tax income. Because the personal income tax is collected according to the cumulative system, it's good to have one-third of her hand.

After all, in the year when the tax rate was the highest, even the actor and presidential candidate currently running for office only got one tenth of a million.

Moreover, because Camille's attention is very high, she can't avoid tax by reasonable means, otherwise she will have to ask a lawyer to file a lawsuit after attracting the attention of the IRS, which is not worth the loss.

Therefore, a famous woman like Camille who wants to go to Dalton college will also face certain economic pressure. In addition, she can't receive $10000 advertisements every day. If she really wants to find a location, it's just financial freedom. If she wants to live a better life and treat, she also needs to continue to make money.

Otherwise, even if you enter the college, everyone will pick up the car after school, and you will just ride a bike. Whose house do you go to today and go to another house tomorrow? You can't just eat and drink behind the ass of others - after these three years?

At this moment, Zheng Jianguo also learned through his personal perception that this is not the rich people showing off their wealth and showing off, but this group of people have adapted to this way of life. I brought the green water ghost from childhood. Do you think I'm showing off?

Only those who fail to reach this level of life will deliberately do something to show off, just as Camille wants to open a home party in the Empire State building. According to the transliteration, it is a family party, which can be extended to indoor parties and private parties.

Of course, those who can go to the Empire State building to entertain the students at this moment, except Zheng Jianguo, that is, those who are related to him represented by Camille: "first say that there can be no smoking and smoking, otherwise I will find their parents."

"Of course! We know you can't see those things! You're a doctor! You think more. "

Facing Zheng Jianguo's eyes, Camille nodded and said, but she obviously underestimated how complete Zheng Jianguo thought. After returning to the Empire State Building, she listened to him again: "no photos or recordings are allowed at the scene. I don't want to see any negative news reports about you in the media --"

"Well, can I have some alcohol?"

Zheng Jianguo's blue eyes full of tenderness have patrolled Zheng Jianguo's face. Camille is not a rebellious character. After all, she has been well arranged by Taylor since childhood. At present, in the face of his many requirements, she just thinks he is caring about himself. She knows that these requirements are good for herself: "can you come?"

"Camille, you asked Zheng to play with those children?"

Joanna ignored Camille, who was full of tenderness, and brushed past them. She just looked back at her after taking two more steps: "or are you going to introduce Sandra and Monica to Zheng?"

“NO！！！”

The tenderness in the blue eyes dissipated in an instant. Camille looked back and saw that Joanna was full of vigilant denial. He looked back and Zheng Jianguo quickly said, "Oh, you're busy."

"Who are Sandra and Monica?"

Seeing Camille's great reaction, Zheng Jianguo asked with interest on his face. He saw Camille blink, and then hesitated and said, "no, Zheng, they are very good at seducing men."

"Oh, all right! I see, but I'm not free to attend your party. "

It seemed that Zheng Jianguo didn't want to attend the party with these little children before. Now he looked at her wary. Although he was curious about what the two sisters looked like, Camille had a sense of crisis, but he really didn't have much time to get involved in this kind of thing: "I'm going to school, too."

"Well, when will you come back?"

Knowing Zheng Jianguo's plane back to Boston in the afternoon, Camille asked after receiving the folder he handed him. He saw Zheng Jianguo take off his coat and said, "if it's all right, come again at Christmas."

"How are we doing?"

After opening the folder, Camille looked at the photos inside and said, then looked at a negative next to him, took a look at the fluorescent lamp, and then said, "the photographer didn't remake it?"

"No, unless he is prepared to pay huge compensation."

Considering the current legal provisions, Zheng Jianguo believes that the photographer didn't leave a negative or remake, otherwise he will break the law in addition to huge compensation: "even if there is, we can call the police."

"Do you want to see Monica?"

Camille, who closed the folder, didn't know what he thought. When he asked, Zheng Jianguo shook his head and said, "no, I won't be involved with minors other than you. Before you leave school, a reporter asked me if I like minors like you -"

"Well, thank you, Zheng!"

He took a step forward and shouted on Zheng Jianguo's face. Camille handed out the folder in his hand: "if you want to see it, I'm sure you'll know what I used to be like. I'm naked -"

"I'm a doctor. I've seen all kinds of bodies, but this is different. I burned it."

Holding the folder in his hand, Zheng Jianguo went to the tea table in front of the sofa, found the lighter, turned and went into the bathroom, lit all the folders, watched the flame burn more and more to half, so that when the temperature roasted skin hurt, he threw it into the iron dustbin, felt his waist tight, Camille leaned against him and hugged himself: "I love you."

Smelling the faint aroma from her hair, Zheng Jianguo found that the ambiguous atmosphere was gradually rising, but he didn't dare to ask for trouble at this time: "what do you think about your brand's clothes?"

"Hold me and say."

Found that Zheng Jianguo's hands didn't move, Camille poked his mouth again, then looked up and said, "or I'll eat you."

“——”

When he found that he seemed to have met a female gadfly, Zheng Jianguo had to hold her waist, then thought about it, pulled her hand along his arm and said, "what will happen if we jump?"

"Well, good!"

At the moment, Camille's attention was transferred. Feeling Zheng Jianguo's skilled movements, he slowly cooperated with him to go out of the bathroom and said, "sister, let's have some music ~"

"Oh, I thought you two were going to stay in there for a while."

Joanna on the sofa tilted her head. Seeing the appearance of the two, Camille then said, "Oh, I ate him as you said, and he took me to dance --"

“——”

Seeing that the two sisters had a tendency to become busy with female cattle, Zheng Jianguo just wanted to speak, so he heard the voice of old John outside the door: "Sir, are you eating now?"

"Yes, let's eat now."

Finally, a savior came. Zheng Jianguo loosened Camille's hand and saw old John pushing a small dining car in. He sniffed and said, "what's today?"

"Oh, Miss Camille said she wanted seafood, so I made you a king crab -"

Old John said, pushing the car to the table, then took off the top cover, exposed the three plates inside and said, "you can dance after you have eaten."

"Thank you, old John. It's very kind of you."

Gao Ting's nose fluttered twice. Camille turned to look at Zheng Jianguo and said, "I left a recipe for old John -"

"Oh, yes, it looks like I'll get one in the future."

Looking at Old John's busy work, Zheng Jianguo nodded and said. Only when he finished, he remembered that Brown had been arranged to stay in the British castle by him. Now there was no one at home. Of course, he didn't take it to heart: "I can eat at my sister."

"I've contacted you, but I haven't got an answer yet. I can go back to Boston with you during this time."

When he found that the three people began to eat, old John put away the cover and pushed the car aside. Zheng Jianguo shook his head: "no, I'll go to No. 52 for dinner during this time."

"But daily care is still needed. I'm afraid others can't clean up these clothes and the tableware I prepared."

Old John still kept his former appearance, but he insisted on his idea: "I'll arrange this side."

"Well, if you think you can, you can."

He nodded slowly. Zheng Jianguo saw old John and nodded with satisfaction: "have a nice meal."

"Thank you."

Camille tilted his head and connected it. Zheng Jianguo watched old John push his car away. At this time, the phone rang next to him. Old John who had left quickly came back and picked it up. After asking something, he put down the phone and said, "Sir, the mayor's office said that the mayor is not optimistic about your proposal to build a garage underground, However, considering the posts and economic benefits brought by the construction process, the mayor's office decided to hold a hearing to decide whether it was feasible. "