Wall Street bigwigs!

"Yes, you have to take your time to choose scripts. You can't rush it. You can't look at the short term in the acting industry. You have to have a long-term vision."

"Just like picking stocks, what I value most is value investing, growing together with valuable companies."

Although he made a fortune through leverage around Black Monday by taking advantage of his foresight, such opportunities are rare. What Green values ​​is long-term value investing.

"Do you work on Wall Street?" Uma asked when Green started talking about stocks.

She hadn't really thought much about it. During their conversation tonight, she was the one doing most of the talking, while Green was the one listening the whole time. Now that Green was bringing up a topic, Uma didn't want the conversation to fall flat.

"I don't work on Wall Street; I'm currently an independent investor."

I am currently preparing to establish a financial company and am currently processing the relevant documents.

My friend works as a trading manager at Merrill Lynch.

At this point, Green's eyes lit up, and he also clarified Richard's identity to prove that he was not the kind of small-time investor.

"You're really amazing, being able to start your own company. What do you think about the stock market crash a few days ago?" Uma asked curiously.

There's a lot to say about Green, and of course, he wasn't just making things up.

After all, you could tell from his conversation with Uma that her knowledge of this area was probably limited to the news.

So, he can showcase his abilities by engaging in deeper conversations? He hasn't forgotten what the purpose of tonight is.

So Green began by saying he was very dissatisfied with short-term speculative behavior in the financial world.

At the same time, Green also subtly expressed his support for Uma's current situation during the discussion.

Greene talked at length about long-term stories, encouraging Uma to stick to choosing meaningful scripts and improve her acting skills instead of just being a pretty face.

After this conversation, Uma's eyes were filled with affection as she looked at Green. Unbeknownst to her, Uma had almost gotten herself drunk by using the conversation as an excuse to drink.

When Green saw her dreamy eyes and the hint of romance in them, he wisely ended the conversation.

He had noticed out of the corner of his eye that Uma's agent had been looking in their direction for quite a while.

Although Richard was chatting and laughing with the models elsewhere, his eyes never left Green. He hadn't forgotten why he brought Green here.

Seeing Green chatting happily with a beautiful woman, he couldn't let Uma's agent ruin this good thing.

Uma's agent has already recommended several of her young actors and is preparing to come and teach Uma a lesson for not cooperating at all tonight.

Unexpectedly, a tall, well-dressed man blocked his way.

Richard took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to Uma's agent.

"Sir, I'm a trading manager at Merrill Lynch. I've been observing you for a while now. Are you an actor's agent?"

Uma's agent, not daring to offend Richard, had no choice but to patiently accept the business card with both hands.

"Yes, my name is Rex, and I'm an agent at Vox Brokers."

Richard immediately took over the conversation and began to introduce Merrill Lynch's business to Rex.

"We currently have a low-risk, high-yield subordinated bond that we are looking for investors. Are you interested?"

Don't blame me for being long-winded, but you know that people of your status are the best target customers...

Richard kept chatting awkwardly with Rex, basically trying to keep him from disturbing Green's good time.

"The party's almost over. Come on, I'll take you home."

Green got up and went to Uma's side, putting her arm around his body and wrapping his other arm around Uma's tight and elastic waist.

When they were almost at the parking lot, they realized that they had come with Richard and that they hadn't driven at all.

Just as I was hesitating, I saw Richard jog over, hand me the Mercedes car keys, and ask me in a low voice.

"Are you sure you can drive? If not, we have a designated driver who can take you there."

"And what about you?" Green asked after a moment of silence.

"Don't worry, I'll have somewhere to sleep," he said, winking at Green.

Green immediately understood that Richard was intentionally creating an opportunity for him.

The black Mercedes drove onto the main road, and Uma was still a little dizzy in the comfortable back seat.

"Can you answer my question now? Where do you live?"

Green tilted his head and asked, only to be met with Uma's soft breathing.

Green shook his head and lowered the car window a crack to let the smell of alcohol in the car dissipate.

Shortly afterward, the car slowly came to a stop in front of the Plaza Hotel on Fifth Avenue.

Green didn't ask the doorman for help; instead, he tossed the car keys to him and then bent down to lift Uma out of the car.

Fortunately, he is in good physical condition, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to lift Uma, who is 175 cm tall and weighs 130 kg.

After asking the front desk for a suite, Green placed Uma on the pristine white bed, then took off his suit jacket and tossed it onto the sofa before letting out a long sigh of relief.

Uma's long hair, which had been tied up neatly, came loose as Green carried her.

A few strands of golden hair fell across Uma's face, giving her flushed cheeks a touch of playfulness.

The soft lines of her face led down to her swan-like neck, where a slender platinum necklace hung, its pendant subtly stimulating Green's curiosity as it sank into the cleavage.

Her full breasts filled out the long dress, creating a beautiful curve that extended to her waist. Even her legs, which weren't wearing stockings, looked stunning.

Green looked at Uma's body on the bed. He hadn't been with a woman in a long time and felt a little excited. His Adam's apple moved unconsciously with each swallow.

After a moment of silence, Green picked up the bottled water on the table and took a few big gulps.

I thought tonight would be a night of passionate lovemaking, but Uma is completely drunk and passed out. How am I supposed to proceed? What a waste of time.

Although he wasn't exactly a gentleman, taking advantage of a girl's drunkenness to do *that*...

Isn't its mother an animal? Green still considers himself a human being!

Green, after drinking several gulps of cold water to cool down, tossed the water bottle aside.

Then he walked to the bedside, squatted down, and took off Uma's high heels. Suppressing his inner turmoil, he casually played with her ankles and calves.

He didn't even notice that Uma, lying on her side on the bed, had her lips tightly pursed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly with his movements.

Fortunately, Green simply admired the shoes for a moment and did nothing further. Instead, he very gentlemanly put the high heels in the shoe cabinet and thoughtfully placed a pair of slippers by the bed.

Seeing that Uma was sleeping awkwardly, Green smiled and picked her up, arranging her in a comfortable sleeping position to prevent her from waking up with a stiff neck the next day.

Then, the blanket was draped over Uma, and a bottle of purified water was placed on the bedside table with a black business card with gold foil stamping underneath.

This is my personal business card, with only a simple name and phone number, but the meaning is very clear.

Green stayed a few more minutes and, seeing that the other person didn't seem to need any care, prepared to go home.

As she walked softly from the room to the door, Uma nervously opened her eyes and stared at Green's back. She could feel everything he had just done.

Her hands, hidden under the covers, gripped the sheets tightly. Her face was slightly flushed, and she felt a pang of regret for her actions that evening, even though it was part of her plan.