Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Guo Lin smiled and said:

"Talent is something that can't be explained."

That's just how it is.

Song Shu was silent for a few seconds, then picked up the water glass in front of her and took a sip.

She suddenly remembered the calligraphy hanging in her father's study.

Guo Lin's father borrowed it to hang for three days and then returned it.

The old man would stand in front of the words for half an hour every day, muttering to himself all the time.

"Beautiful characters, beautiful characters."

Just then, Fang Yuan pulled Sun Ting aside and whispered:

"With so many women surrounding you, aren't you and Guo Lin jealous?"

Sun Ting laughed and said, "What's there to be jealous about?"

Now, the annual bonuses and dividends amount to five million US dollars.

Villas, sports cars, private jets, superyachts.

They treat us all the same.

I am very satisfied with my life now.

"And there are many other benefits that I can't mention."

She said this in a normal tone, without any intention of showing off; she was simply stating a fact.

"Five million or US dollars?"

It seems I was being superficial.

I'm so envious! Sun Ting, does your husband need any more women?

What do you think of me?

I don't want his money, just give me one child.

Such handsome genes, oh my god, I'm so envious.

Fang Yuan spoke in a way that was half true and half false, her eyes shining with an alarming intensity.

Sun Ting said speechlessly, "That's probably difficult."

She patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder.

Time flew by, and it was around eleven o'clock.

The groom arrived at the door with his groomsmen.

A commotion erupted in the corridor.

"Bride, come quick, look at the door!"

"We've already prepared the red envelopes."

Five bridesmaids blocked the entrance, their deep-V pink halter dresses lined up like a human wall.

She didn't ask for a red envelope. Fang Yuan stood at the front and cleared her throat.

Fang Yuan said with a smile, "We don't want red envelopes, but the groom has to sing a song if he wants to come in."

You must be able to win Mengjiao's heart.

We'll open the door as long as Mengjiao says yes.

There was a two-second silence outside the door, then the groom's voice rang out, tinged with laughter:

"Okay, I'll sing. What do you want to hear?"

"You choose for yourself, but it has to be sincere."

The groom thought for a moment and cleared his throat.

He started singing, and it was David Tao's "Today You're Going to Marry Me".

Her voice and singing skills are average, but her sincerity is her greatest strength.

"The warmth of spring and the blooming flowers take away the sadness of winter, and the gentle breeze brings a touch of romance..."

The song ended.

"Honey, open the door quickly, I'm here to get you!"

Fang Yuan looked at Zhao Mengjiao: "Mengjiao, what do you think?"

Zhao Mengjiao, sitting on the edge of the bed, nodded.

Fang Yuan turned around and turned the doorknob.

The door opened, and the groom stood in the doorway, dressed in a sharp suit, holding a bouquet of flowers.

The moment I stepped inside, I was overjoyed.

Following behind were the best man, the emcee, and the photographer.

A huge crowd of people.

The originally spacious suite was instantly filled with people.

Lin Feng, Guo Lin, and Sun Ting stood in the corner, chatting and laughing.

The groom was overjoyed the moment he saw Zhao Mengjiao.

The groom knelt on one knee and presented the flowers. "Mengjiao, I've come to take you."

The bride smiled, her eyes glancing at Lin Feng out of the corner of her eye.

"Um"

"Give me a kiss, give me a kiss!" the best man shouted.

The kiss ended.

A cheer erupted from inside the room.

The groomsmen started whistling and cheering, while the bridesmaids clapped and screamed.

Fang Yuan even jumped up and shouted, "Give me another kiss!"

The groom, Zhao Kai, was quite generous; he put his arm around Zhao Mengjiao's waist and kissed her forehead.

This brought the atmosphere to its peak.

Next, the bridesmaids had the groom and his groomsmen play a few fun games.

The first exercise is push-ups; the groom must do twenty with the help of his best man.

For every one of them, he had to shout "I love Zhao Mengjiao".

Zhao Kai collapsed after doing twenty reps, and the best man had to support his arms to help him finish.

His last shout was so loud it cracked his throat.

The second game was a handwriting guessing game; the bridesmaids wrote seven names on pieces of paper.

Let Zhao Kai guess which one is Zhao Mengjiao's.

Zhao Kai looked at it for a long time, then pointed to the lightest one and said, "This one," and he actually guessed correctly.

The bridesmaids were not satisfied, so they made him sing "Today You're Marrying Me" before they were done.

After about twenty minutes of this, the groomsmen were all covered in sweat.

One of the suit buttons had popped open, and the atmosphere was as lively as during the Chinese New Year.

However, when the photographer turned to Lin Feng, Guo Lin, and Sun Ting, their eyes lit up.

The photographer was a middle-aged man with a thick beard.

Having photographed hundreds of weddings, I've seen it all.

But as soon as the camera focused on Lin Feng, he became completely energetic.

The camera couldn't help but linger on it for a few more seconds.

From Lin Feng's profile to Guo Lin's smile,

He then pulled Sun Ting's hand, which was linked with Lin Feng's arm.

The composition is so natural that it doesn't need any adjustments.

The other groomsmen watched as Lin Feng embraced two women.

I was so envious and jealous!

One of the best men whispered to the person next to him:

"Who's this guy? He's with two beautiful girls, and they're both gorgeous."

The person next to him shook his head: "I don't know, I've never seen it before."

However, Lin Feng's identity is unknown.

No one dared to approach and strike up a conversation.

After all, Lin Feng didn't look like an ordinary person.

The groom, Zhao Kai, whispered in his ear:

"Mengjiao, what's that man's identity?"

Zhao Mengjiao said with a smile:

"He's my best friend's boyfriend."

He is the chairman of the Black Lotus Group in Las Vegas, USA, with a net worth of hundreds of billions.

Zhao Kai was shocked.

He comes from a wealthy family, and his family's combined net worth is now over 1 billion yuan.

In Beijing, one billion yuan is not a small sum; it's enough to buy several apartments within the Third Ring Road or to start several decent companies.

To be able to speak with confidence and dignity within the industry.

But compared to hundreds of billions, this is not even in the same league.

What does 100 billion mean?

That's a number that can affect the economic lifeline of a city.

The business his father built up over thirty years of hard work could probably generate more profit in a single quarter for others.

So, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention,

Zhao Kai took out his phone and searched for Black Lotus Group.

When you see that it's a world-class casino

It suddenly dawned on me.

The photo of the Las Vegas Strip at night on the webpage,

The neon signs of the Black Lotus Casino are brighter than those of the Caesars Palace and Bellagio next door combined.

He scrolled through several news articles and saw the headline "Black Lotus Group's Market Value Estimated to Exceed 30 Billion US Dollars,"

My finger hovered over the screen for two seconds.

So he nodded:

"Honey, please introduce this gentleman to me so I can say hello."

Zhao Mengjiao nodded.

A super big shot like Lin Feng,

Who wouldn't like such a network of connections?

Although her family was well-off.

Compared to a net worth of hundreds of billions, it's not even a stepping stone.

If I can take this opportunity to build some rapport,

Even if it's just to become a familiar face, it will be an asset when you talk about it later.

So Zhao Mengjiao came to Lin Feng's side:

"Mr. Lin, this is my husband, Zhao Kai."

Before Lin Feng could speak, Zhao Kai spoke first:

"Mr. Lin, hello, I've heard so much about you."

He reached out his hand, bent his waist slightly, and lowered his posture considerably.

He's usually treated like royalty in the industry.

But at this moment, he knew clearly that in front of Lin Feng,

His family's wealth isn't even enough to carry his shoes.

Lin Feng: "Just call me Lin Feng."

He reached out and shook hands with Zhao Kai briefly, the touch light and short, the hand separating almost immediately.

The groomsmen saw that Zhao Kai was being so low-key.

They then realized that Lin Feng's identity was not simple.

They knew who Zhao Kai was: his family was wealthy, and he was also ambitious and hardworking.

He never bows his head in front of his friends.

There are very few people in the entire capital who would make him bend down voluntarily.