Chapter 238

In the early morning, Wang Jian got up from his bed.

He looked back at the two old girls with their limbs intertwined and frowned in distress.

"Sure enough, this kind of movement is too wrong," Wang Jian said to himself as he put on his pajamas.

Since yesterday, he has only found two suitable topics for his speech.

After checking, Wang Jian put the speech in his briefcase.

Then, he picked up the invitation and launched a daze.

It said that he could bring a female companion. Wang Jian wanted to bring Sarah.

After all, as a female writer, it's good to attend this kind of gathering.

But last night, Lynn had a debate with lily, which made him change his mind.

As Lynn said, Clark Schumann was also a famous composer before he married Schumann.

After that, she became the wife of the famous composer Schumann.

"Indeed, there should be no dependency between peers."

Wang Jian patted the two women's buttocks. "Are you interested in accompanying me to this rally?"

"I'm not going," Lynn replied immediately.

"Aren't you a feminist?" Wang Jian asked

"Ha ha, doctrine is doctrine, life is life." Lynn flicked her red hair. "In big business, feminists don't get any benefits."

"But it's different in government departments." Lynn's hand, slowly sliding into the quilt, "lily, don't pretend to sleep."

Lily's eyelashes began to shake as Lynn's hands went deeper.

Finally, she still couldn't help it and started to play with Lynn.

A moment later, Lily looks at Wang Jian a little embarrassed.

She was very excited by some of the postures and debates she had last night.

Now, her mouth and knee are still aching.

"Well, can I go?" Lily whispered, "after all, you're a public figure."

"And I am a single mother much older than you."

"Certainly." Wang Jian answered quickly.

Yesterday, I chatted with Lynn, a pseudo feminist, and it was basically revealed.

In any case, he needs the existence of a person who can diverge from the topic.

As for the relationship between men and women?

The writer's personality made Wang Jian fearless.

Under his persuasion, Lily reluctantly agreed.

After that, she was a little embarrassed to face the maid in the villa.

"Come on, they've been in this community for so long. What hasn't happened?" Wang Jian and Lily sat in the back of the limousine, whispering to themselves.

"The three of us didn't even have breakfast."

"What did you say?" Lily is not used to sorting out the body, that set from the community shop bought a high-end lady's suit.

"Nothing." Facing the driver recruited by the website, Wang Jian said, "send us to Times Square as soon as possible."

It has to be said that Clinton, the contemporary commander-in-chief, is very much supported by women.

Wang Jian looked at a lot of people and was holding up his head to show his support.

"Why, there seems to be a picture of yourself there?"

He was about to look to the northwest corner when he heard the security personnel say, "Mr. Wang, you can go in."

Er... Maybe I was too tired last night. I'm a little dizzy today.

Wang Jian shakes his head, takes Lily's hand and walks into the hotel next to Times Square.

"What would you like to eat?" He looked at the buffet and asked Lily.

As the last speaker, I don't know when to wait today!

"Ah?" Lily looked at the crowded hall, obviously a little stunned.

There are too many security personnel in black suits.

"Don't worry about them." Wang Jian pulls lily to the buffet table to replenish her energy.

But at this time, a female security personnel came.

"Excuse me, are you Wang Jian, Mr. Wang?"

"I am," Wang JianZheng asked casually as he prepared to fight oyster for 300 rounds, "what's the matter?"

"Mrs. Clinton, I'd like to talk to you about the speech."

With a slight pause in his hand, Wang Jian decided to meet the first lady.

Of course, the main reason is that the papacy is so popular that the other party has made a lot of contribution!

"Can I have a girl?" Wang Jian put down the plate and took Lily's hand.

"Yes." The security personnel turned to lead the way, and Wang Jian and Lily followed.

At this time, Lily's mood is very nervous.

She never thought that a country girl, born and divorced, would have a chance to meet the first lady.She secretly took a look at Wang Jian, and then her heart gradually settled down.

But in fact, Wang Jian became a dog in his heart.

It's not because of the first lady. It's because of my speech. It's a bit too flattering.

A few minutes later, they walked into a reception room.

Wang Jian saw Hillary with short blonde hair, smiling and shaking hands.

He also quickly grasped his hand with each other, thinking that she would not forget the way he taught lily to interrupt in the morning?

"Wang, I'm your fan." "Harem Boleyn's house and the Pope are wonderful works," she said with a smile

"After seeing these two works, a lady hopes you can help her write her autobiography."

She led Wang Jian to a tall woman.

Wang JianZheng felt a little familiar with each other, but did not expect that Lily whispered, "Princess Diana?"

This...

Wang Jian was a little embarrassed and shook hands with the other party.

After all, in a sense, the harem Boleyn family is a complete fabrication of family history.

"I wonder if I have the honor to ask Mr. Wang to write an autobiography for me?" Diana's gracious question.

"Oh," another voice came in.

"I think I need to write my autobiography before you do."

"Mr. Wang, I heard Stephen King mention you." The older woman shook hands with Wang Jian, "please allow me to introduce myself."

"Well, no more." Thinking of his status as a famous writer, Wang Jian began to feel free.

"Ms. Meryl Streep, I love your movies very much."

"Ha, can I play the papacy?" Hollywood stars laugh.

"The pay is too high!" Wang Jian said something in his heart, and then he chatted with each other for the next day.

After the non nutritive greetings, Hillary introduced Wang Jian to the last lady in the room.

"This is Wendi Deng Murdoch, Mr. Murdoch's assistant."

"You are both Asian, so you should have something in common."

Wang Jian looked at the opposite woman, a little confused.

Why can this person talk and laugh with a room full of women representatives?

"By the way, Wang," Hillary handed two glasses of wine to Wang Jian and Lily, "what's the theme of your speech?"

"As a best-selling writer, it's going to be brilliant, isn't it?"

Wang Jian takes a look at Lily and finds that she, who was supposed to interrupt, is staring at Princess Diana.

"It's just an English woman. Is it so charming?" In desperation, Wang Jian could only tell the theme.

"One is the problem of domestic violence, the other is the problem of men and women wearing the same clothes, especially men's bare upper body."

Meryl Streep and Diane looked at each other, almost in unison, "looks like, not too sharp?"

Wang JianZheng is ready to make excuses and muddle through.

But I didn't expect that Asian woman named Wendi Deng Murdoch wanted to say what she thought from the bottom of her heart.

Though, in a very beautiful way.

"I think Mr. Wang wants to make the public pay more attention to the feminist movement without arousing the aversion of conservatives."

"After all, domestic violence is a common concern of both conservative and radical groups, and there will be no objection from male groups."

"As for upper body nudity, Conservatives think it's a joke and don't mind too much."

"Thank you so much!" Wang Jian smiles at each other, and has no good feelings for this compatriot.

"Ha ha," Hillary sipped, "women's rights, it's always a long struggle."

"What Mr. Wang means is, don't aim too far at once."