"Wang, take care of it." An elite Matthew came to him.

Wang Jian looked at Matthew and the policeman who was not far away, and nodded slightly.

On the one hand, he brought Matthew in because of his habit; on the other hand, he had work to do later.

However, this act of looking for a lawyer in case of trouble made these women who were living in the slums more sure of Wang Jian's identity.

"A lawyer with such an expensive fee is always at his service." Bonnie whispered in his daughter Chris's ear, "it seems that you are really a good childhood partner."

Among all the women present, Jill, the richest, also came over. "I said, how can he have such a strong sense of familiarity? It turns out that he is the author of the harem Boleyn family and the female Pope."

"In the early days of detoxification, I couldn't survive without these two books."

Chris looked at everything in front of him and listened to the words in his ears. He felt a strong sense of absurdity in his heart.

In his childhood, Wang, who liked to steal and didn't finish middle school, became a best-selling writer and a billionaire?

Is it more believable to say that he ruled the Bronx?

Sophie, who was beside her, came up with more concrete evidence.

Well, the two electric toys to relieve "physical fatigue" are not included, mainly the newspaper in her hand.

"Caroline, Max," Sophie pointed to the picture in the newspaper, "look, this is the man."

Max looked at the newspaper and then at Wang Jian, who was nodding his head not far away.

"So, he's a best-selling writer, an artist?" Max thought for a moment and murmured, "it seems that he is more famous than my ex boyfriend who paints."

Unlike her focus, Caroline's focus is more on the identity of a billionaire.

She looked at the respectful lawyer and the bodyguards around Wang Jian.

"In those days, when my father and aunt went out together, it was not so exaggerated, was it?"

"How old is this man? Is he 20 years old?"

Just as the girls were thinking, Matthew, who had already communicated with Wang Jian, came over.

He first glanced at Caroline, Max and Chris. "Three ladies, my employer wants to sign a contract with you."

"Don't worry, for you, it can't be more fortunate."

After that, without waiting for the three people to respond, Matthew faced the Asian boss of the restaurant and said, "can you borrow your office, sir?"

"Er," the stout man looked at the bill and immediately nodded, "of course, I have the best seat in Brooklyn in my office, which will definitely let you...

but Matthew didn't wait for him to finish, so he went straight into the office.

Max and Caroline look at each other, look at Wang Jian, read the newspaper, and walk into the office with a puzzled face.

And Chris is still stuck in the memories of his childhood.

It wasn't until Bonnie's mother gave her a little push that she followed up the office.

"I don't know three ladies, have you ever met people who look down on you in your life?" As Matthew spoke, he drafted the document carefully.

"Mr. Wang wants to hire you as temporary girlfriends and show up in front of these people."

"Of course, it's not mandatory." He added.

Well, this is the solution Wang Jian thought of temporarily after he was recognized.

After all, the wife is shocked that her husband is the "Dragon King".

The wife, who is not valued by others, follows her husband to his mother-in-law's home to pay a birthday visit, and her husband is the "Dragon King". It's a bit cool...

as a best-selling writer, Wang Jian is tired of coding and counting money every day, and then considering business activities.

He really has no energy to find a few more suitable women to start the game again.

"Temporary girlfriend?" Caroline and Max looked at each other, completely confused.

They thought that a billionaire who came to this restaurant twice and had so many conversations with himself must have taken a fancy to his body.

Well, in a sense, Chris actually thinks so.

Of course, people outside the restaurant have such an idea.

"Think of Max's chest and Caroline's legs. That young man must love them." Sophie said sarcastically to Mary who had just fought with her.

"But my daughter is obviously more beautiful." Bonnie is not willing to be outdone in response.

"In fact, if I had so much money," the chef looked at Sophie and murmured, "I would choose the one with more people."

Jill took a look at Wang Jian, pondered for a while, and straightened her chest.

"Who said Chris was alone, wasn't there me?"

After that, she stepped on her high heels and walked towards Wang Jian.Wang Jian looked at all this and scolded in his heart: "thank you Hemingway and field, for your success in making the American people think that writers are lusters!"

In fact, I don't mind having a relationship with Wang Jian.

Jill is OK, but she has a history of mental breakdown.

Wang Jian doesn't want to have any relationship beyond friendship with such a time bomb!

He walked two steps straight into the office.

Then, only to see the two waitresses, are holding papers, excited to discuss something.

And Chris?

She looked at the document stupidly, with a trace of sadness on her face.

He thought for a moment, then went over and put his arm around Chris's shoulder.

"She doesn't have to sign this," Wang Jian said to Matthew.

In fact, since Chris just said "give me something", she is different from the other two waitresses in Wang Jian's mind.

Wang Jian pulled Chris for a moment and found that she didn't have any resistance.

So he took him out of the restaurant and got into the car.

Later, under the escort of the black water bodyguards, after a long drive, they finally came to the upper west district.

Chris looked at the beautiful community, luxurious decoration, a little dazed.

"Is that his life now?"

"Chris," Wang Jian brought the girl into the bedroom, "I can't marry you, and I have...

Chris pulled Wang Jian for a moment and said," I don't mind. "

In fact, after knowing that Wang Jian was a famous writer, she had psychological preparation.

After all, the so-called talent is nothing more than an upright scum man.

But, no matter from the realistic point of view, or from the emotional point of view, this is a good choice.

Chris felt Wang Jian's action and suddenly took his hand.

"Wang, I don't have much experience." She said a little embarrassed.

"Are you..." Wang Jian looked down at the girl under him.

Well, just from the appearance, it's a bit like...

"No." Chris shook his head a little embarrassed. "When I was drinking with my ex boyfriend, I had to make sure I was safe..."

"then... I fell asleep."

This...

Wang Jian looked at each other with an expression of surprise.

"Don't worry." Chris wrinkled his nose. "I'm awake now."

"And," she said, kicking off her high heels, "all her clothes are borrowed from Jill. You can't move them."

"Only mine..." Chris pointed to his leg.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Jian felt that it was too materialistic to say that he would buy it for her.

Therefore, he followed the other party's wishes and "tore" from the place where he took off the silk.

"Ah..." there was a cry in the room.

A moment later, Chris said intermittently: "so, it's this feeling..."

...

at this time, in a dilapidated apartment in Brooklyn.

Max thought about what happened today, but he still thought it was a little incredible.

She was in bed, tossing and turning.

In my mind, I can't stop thinking about whether I should agree.

"Caroline, are you asleep?" Asked max.

"No On the other side of the wall, a clear female voice came.

"Will you agree?" Max went from lying down to lying down.

"Of course." Caroline replied without hesitation, "I want to regain Manhattan and let those who look down on me know that I'm back."

"And you?" Asked the other.

Max thought of the ex boyfriend who dumped him, and whispered, "yes, I will...

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