hollywood entertainment mogul

After leaving the shooting club and on the way back to the bar, Duca thought carefully and came up with eighteen ways to deal with Old Man Foster.

One is to display it badly.

If he performs poorly in the trials and fails to meet the standards for participating in the Olympics, he will not be noticed and reported by the media. Anyway, he said in advance that his mental quality is not good.

The second is to continue to exercise and change your own image to the maximum extent.

In the past, Ducas Díaz was a young-looking pretty boy. After three or four months of training, his appearance, body shape, and temperament have undergone tremendous changes. He has become more handsome, masculine, tough, mature, and taller.

It has also increased by two centimeters, which is only six or seven centimeters higher than before.

With two years to go before the 1992 Olympics in Barcelona, ​​Spain, he was sure to transform himself, just like Captain America's transformation.

There are also measures 3 to 18, such as putting on makeup, immigrating to other countries, killing Foster, etc., which are all alternative measures and cannot be used yet.

Arriving at the door of the bar, the villain Javier was sitting on a chair, holding a copy of "Playboy". With his thick black fingers, he was stroking the beauties on the pages of the magazine, grinning from the corner of his mouth and letting out waves of laughter, hehehe~.

Gutierrez was holding a small shovel and cleaning the chewing gum on the wall and floor.

In this situation, the professionalism of the two security guards was clearly judged.

"Duka? Why are you here so early?!"

Javier immediately put away the magazine and looked at him with wide black and white eyes.

"It's okay, you are busy!"

"Duka, don't get me wrong. I'm not lazy. I was cleaning just now. Look, I also have a small shovel here. I came earlier than Gutierrez."

Javier took out a small shovel from his pocket and said.

"Very good, keep going!"

Duca nodded and walked into the bar.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm here."

Javier chuckled, and when Duca entered, he glared at Gutierrez.

"Gutierrez, you are so uninteresting. Why didn't you remind me when Duka came over?"

Gutierrez ignored him and continued cleaning the gum.

"Hmph, I know you want to be the security director. At worst, I will let you. We are good brothers. There is no need to engage in internal competition. Doing so will only allow Duca and Fatty to take advantage of each other. It is not cost-effective. Isn't this the truth?

"

Gutierrez held the shovel and stayed away from him.

"Fuck, I hate workplace struggles."

Javier waved his fist and was about to continue reading the magazine when the car of the new manager Jasmine Bloom arrived. He quickly took a small shovel and squatted on the ground with his butt stuck out to dig out chewing gum, humming~

After Jasmine entered, Javier sighed heavily. Does he have to be so busy as a security guard? It's too much pressure.

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Entering the bar lobby, there were no customers in the bar at this time, and Andrew and a few waiters were chatting together.

"Andrew, I heard that many second-generation rich people have bodyguards around them. Where is your bodyguard?"

"No!"

"No bodyguards? Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped?"

"My cousin was kidnapped before, and the old man refused to pay the ransom. The robbers all know that our family is very stingy and values ​​money more than our relatives, so they are too lazy to try to take advantage of us."

"So you still want to thank your grandfather?"

"Shit, do you know how much I want to be kidnapped? After being kidnapped, I can eat and drink, and be on the front pages of major media around the world. That scene is so cool, but I will never be able to enjoy it.

.”

Andrew shrugged.

"You rich people have really weird ideas."

"I heard that rich people are unhappy and empty of spirit. Is this true of you?"

"Haha, that was deliberately promoted by the media. You can't imagine the happiness of rich people. Just like that guy in Duca, after he got rich, he drove a Rolls-Royce, dated Hollywood female stars, and made friends with popular stars.

, I recently found a super sexy beautiful woman to be my secretary, and I get up among several beautiful women every morning. Hehe, do you dare to say that he is unhappy?"

Andrew raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Duka, are you so good at playing?"

Michael looked up and looked behind Andrew and smiled.

"Don't listen to this guy's nonsense. I'm so busy working every day that I don't even have time to sleep. How can I have time to pick up girls?"

Duca waved his hand and walked into the bar.

"Duka, are you happy?"

Marco shouted.

"In order to buy a bar, I took out a loan of more than RMB 2 million from the bank. I have to pay back the loan and pay interest of more than RMB 100,000 every year. If I don't pay, I will be called by the bank. I am very stressed every day. Do you think I am happy?"

"More than 100,000 yuan in interest? It sounds really unhappy."

Cardoso nodded.

Andrew pouted and walked to the bar.

"You are so dishonest. Who is happy if you are unhappy?"

"Didn't you see that Cardoso and the others were very happy after hearing this?"

"Uh, it seems so, why?"

"I am the bar owner and you are the employees, two classes that are naturally hostile. If I am not happy, of course you are happy."

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"Haha, nonsense, why don't I feel that way?"

"Because you don't regard yourself as an employee. By the way, you talked to your mother for so long yesterday. How much did you earn?"

"Stop talking, I didn't make a penny, and I paid her eighty-two dollars to pay for it. It was a huge loss."

"What's the loss in paying for your mother?"

Duka shook his head and began to organize the wine cabinet, picking out the bottles of base wine that were almost used up, and replenishing the wine cabinet with a few new bottles of wine from the warehouse and basement cellar.

The key to the wine cellar of the bar originally belonged to Tom, which contained more than 500 bottles of good quality wine. In the past, when guests ordered good wine, they had to go to Tom to pick it up. Since he took over the bar, the key to the wine cellar has also been given to him.

It is more convenient to use in your hand.

"Oh, Duca, give me a margarita on the rocks."

Fat Tom was lying on the bar with a sad face.

"Only those who are lovelorn order Margherita. What's wrong with you?"

Duca adds the tequila base to the cocktail shaker.

"I feel more painful than a broken love. My money is gone."

"How come it's not there? Someone robbed it?"

"No, it's Laura. She's so good at spending money. I originally planned to use the money from selling the bar to do some financial management and retirement, but Laura has money to buy everywhere, buy convertibles, jewelry, necklaces, and all kinds of brand-name clothes.

I spent 200,000 US dollars on cosmetics in less than a month...my heart aches."

Tom beat his chest and said.

"Does your Laura manage money?"

Duca placed the cocktail in front of him.

"No, the account is in my hands. She has to pay the bill every time she sells something. If I don't pay, she says I don't love her and makes trouble with me. But I love her very much, more than anything else. In the end, I can only

Pay the bill, ugh~”

Tom took a sip of his cocktail.

Duka curled his lips, this guy was totally doing it.

He used to have a wife and children. After meeting Laura, he thought he had found true love and divorced his ex-wife decisively without having any children. Now he finally has to pay for love.

"Duka, what do you think I should do?"

"I don't know. I'm never married and have no say in this kind of thing."

"Okay, I almost forgot, there is something I want to tell you in advance."

"What's up?"

"Laura is going to Switzerland for skiing in December, and I have to accompany her. I'll leave the bar affairs to you and Jasmine. I'll bring you a souvenir when I come back."

Tom put down his glass of wine, wiped his mouth and left.

Duca put away the cup and continued to mix drinks for other guests.

"Duka, I just saw Tom looking sad. What's wrong with him?"

Cardoso said as he put down the drink order.

"Probably unhappy."

"Originally, I wanted to be a rich man, but seeing you like this, I felt that there was no point in making more money."

Cardoso pouted and said.

"Yes!"

Duca smiled and arranged the drinks for the guests according to the wine list.

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