America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 258 What's wrong with my sister?
In the inner hallway of the brightly lit track.

Abel looked at Li Fuzhen.

Judging from Abel's height, Li Fuzhen is not very tall, she should be about 1.6 meters five.

Today, her ample hair is half uplifted and half tied into a round bun.

A strand of hair was thrown out of the bun and thrown behind her neck like a ponytail. The bangs on the front perfectly modified her perfect face shape.

Li Fuzhen is wearing an orange dress from sjsj today, with a simple lace neckline, and a red and white gold chain with light-colored drop-shaped jadeite around her neck.

The chest is high and straight, so that people who see it can easily imagine how white and plump it is inside.

Between her crystal high heels and dress, there is a white lettered Balenciaga.

The two walked side by side again, Li Fuzhen habitually walked half a step slower.

"Anna." Abel said softly, "What are your plans later? It's only morning."

"No arrangement." Li Fuzhen responded softly: "Go back to the hotel and rest? Or read a book."

While saying these words, the two have been walking.

When Li Fuzhen walked, her waist was very straight, showing her good posture, her wide hips and slender waist made her walk extraordinarily graceful and graceful.

Abel suggested: "Why don't we go around the city of Polis?"

Li Fuzhen seemed to hesitate for a moment, and replied softly: "Okay."

Surrounded by entourage and bodyguards, the two left the Polis Circuit.

Li Fuzhen and Li Xinyu came in their own car.

They also have their own cars. Five or six bodyguards plus two entourages drive three cars.

Those bodyguards and attendants were all left to Li Xinyu by Li Fuzhen.

Of course, she couldn't ride in her own car at the moment, so she got in Abel's modified Mercedes-Benz S.

This car does not belong to Abel, he will not stay long in Polis City.

Abel did not buy modified vehicles here.

This modified Mercedes-Benz S with bulletproof function was provided by American Express.

Having said that, the executives of American Express are very defensive against him now.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that a young man surnamed Smith has a strong interest in American Express.

Warren Buffett, the original strongest defense wall of American Express, even gave up on them altogether.

The desperate American Express has become less and less able to resist Abel.

But resistance is resistance, and the money that should be earned from Abel must still be earned.

For a long time, as the travel department of American Express, one of the VIP customers with the highest consumption.

The current largest shareholder and possible future chairman.

In terms of providing services to Abel, American Express is still doing its best.

The team is parked in the car park of the track. Today the car park of the velodrome is full and there are no empty spaces.

Many people's cars were parked on the road outside.

Abel also asked it to be the boss of two F1 teams, and he and his entourage had seven or eight cars to park.

But it is not as generous as usual, and he can freely choose a parking space.

Today's parking space is a bit bad, eight cars are parked in a row, all against the wall.

The modified Mercedes-Benz S that Abel was riding faced the wall, so he could only get on from one side.

Edward opened the car door, and Abel got used to it first.

After sitting on it, seeing that Li Fuzhen hadn't come up yet, he pretended to have just realized:

"Ah, I'm sorry, Anna, I should have let you come up first. I'm used to it, uh, or you can come up at once."

His strong body stood in front of him, and he didn't intend to sit back.

If Li Fuzhen wanted to get on the bus, she had to pass him, go around him and the handrail in the middle, and sit next to him at the back.

Although the modified D-class business executive car compartment is spacious, Abel's physique is there.

If she wants to get in the car, bumping into Abel's body is absolutely inevitable.

Abel was obviously intentional. He smiled and stretched out his hand, gesturing for her to come up.

Li Fuzhen, who got out of the car, hesitated a little, and finally smiled at Abel, "Okay."

She got in the car.

Li Fuzhen shrunk her body as much as possible, and seemed to want to bypass Abel and walk into the carriage.

Abel stretched out a hand to lend her strength.

Li Fuzhen hesitated and grabbed it.

Li Fuzhen's hands felt a little cold, and when she walked inside, she accidentally stepped on the ground, and she looked shocked. She was already leaning forward, and when she turned her foot slightly, she fell into Abel's arms and sat down. to Abel.

Abel felt that her body was very soft, her bones were covered with fat, and she was plump and fragrant with attractive curves.

Li Fuzhen's temperament is elegant, graceful and luxurious, and her straight body is plump and graceful.

She has a good figure, which can be seen at a glance from the front.

It wasn't very visible from the back.

If she hadn't been sitting there, Abel wouldn't have been able to feel it.There was amazing stretch under her dress, as did her long thighs.

For a moment, Abel's hand fell on Li Fuzhen's thigh.

Seeing Li Fuzhen sitting on him as if unresponsive, Abel supported her slender waist and asked her if she had sprained her feet.

"Ah...it seems to be a little painful."

Li Fuzhen seemed to have just recovered, bent down to touch her ankle, but still did not leave Abel's body.

She needed a lie to hide the trembling in her heart.

At this moment, she realized that she was actually not as lenient as she thought.

Abel also bent over to touch her ankles, with his arms around her waist and his chest against her back.

Li Fuzhen has perfect curves that mature women have.

Instant ambiguity.

It took 5 or 6 seconds for Li Fuzhen to stand up with her body bent, and return to her seat with her feet that didn't hurt at all, feeling that her body was very hot.

"Does it hurt?" Abel asked Li Fuzhen through the center armrest.

"A little bit, not too strong..."

"Is there any swelling?"

"Maybe not……"

"Is it really all right? If it's twisted, it won't be that easy."

"It's nothing serious, just go back and get some ice packs..."

Li Fuzhen had to continue her lies, otherwise she would not be able to face Abel.

"Forget it. To be on the safe side, go back to the hotel and apply an ice pack first..."

Abel asked Edward to drive, and at this time there was only Edward in front of him.

David, who should have appeared in the passenger cab, was more eye-catching than anyone else, and he never came to sit in this car at all.

The convoy started to head to the Conrad Indianapolis Hotel. In the compartment, after the ambiguous and embarrassing scene just now.

The two chatted one after another, and quickly returned to the hotel entrance.

The outside of the carriage is bright and sunny.

Abel suddenly bent down to touch Li Fuzhen's ankle: "Is this the pain?"

"Ok!"

Abel folded the armrest in the middle, lifted Li Fuzhen's right leg and put it on his knee, rubbing it gently through the white Balenciaga: "Can you go?"

Li Fuzhen really regretted it.

She didn't know that Abel really didn't know that he was just pretending.

I still know it, pretending to be with myself on purpose, deliberately taking advantage of myself on purpose.

She had already made up her mind, but now she didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so.

She regretted so much in her heart that she was so nervous that her heart beat like thunder.

The point is that Li Fuzhen had never done such a thing before, her face was so hot.

She withdrew her feet shyly and said, "Let's not block the hotel entrance. There are other guests' cars coming, let's get off first."

Abel nodded, "Let me help you down. If you sprain your ankle, it can be big or small, but don't hurt your bones."

Li Fuzhen didn't know whether to refuse or accept.

She wanted to tell the truth a little bit, but felt that the consequences of telling the truth would be very bad.

She had to keep pretending.

Then you can see it, at the entrance of the Conrad Indianapolis Hotel.

Li Fuzhen supported Abel's shoulders, and came out of the carriage with a staggering foot.

The staff at the entrance of the hotel saw it and came over to ask about it.

Before Abel could speak, Li Fuzhen took the initiative to say that she was fine, and that it would be fine if she went back to her room and applied ice.

Li Fuzhen let Abel help her into the hotel, her forehead was almost dripping with sweat.

It's a bit embarrassing to face the lies you've made up, but you have to go on.

Li Fuzhen's bodyguard was left to Li Xinyu, and Abel's female bodyguard was left to little Laura.

It's not easy to ask Abel's bodyguards to send her back to the room, but Abel sends Li Fuzhen into her bedroom and makes her lie on the Simmons in the bedroom of her own hotel room.

Li Fuzhen wanted to say that this would be fine, and it would be fine when she recovered slowly.

Before she could speak, Abel was already eager to go out. After a while, he prepared an ice pack and sat next to Simmons.

When Li Fuzhen didn't know whether to refuse or tell the truth.

Abel has already taken the initiative to help Li Fuzhen take off a Balenciaga, revealing her white and slender feet.

Ordinary modern women either have to do housework or go to work.

Even if there is a certain amount of time and money to maintain it, it is generally not maintained on the feet.

Only the daughters of really wealthy families would even take care of the soles of their feet.

Li Fuzhen's Li family is such a wealthy family.

This made Li Fuzhen's ankles also white and round, and the ankle bones could hardly be seen.

Abel smiled and said, "It seems a bit smelly, do you want to wash your feet first?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, why do my feet stink?"

Li Fuzhen was delicate and bright, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were a little dodgy and a little bit shy.

When it came to this kind of thing, she finally dared to speak.

When she spoke these words, she was both mature and beautiful, but also like a shy girl.

She even summoned up her courage, raised her foot to Abel's nose, and said with a coquettish smile, "Why don't you smell it?"

But let Abel grab it with one hand, tremble slightly, calm down, look at the ice pack in Abel's hand, and ask timidly: "Is it too cold..."

Abel put down the ice pack, and touched the soles of Li Fuzhen's feet with his cold hand.

Li Fuzhen was caught in the cold, and couldn't help shrinking her feet back, whispering softly:

"It's too cold, it's too cold, forget it, I'd better take a rest and let it get better naturally, at worst, I won't walk for two days..."

"Would you like to rub it for you?" Abel grabbed Li Fuzhen's foot again, "You lie down."

Li Fuzhen bit her lip slightly, and lay down with her hands behind her back. The thin summer clothes completely exposed her exquisite and perfect figure.

Abel took a few glances, and after the identification, she and Li Xinyu must be sisters.

This is confirmed by the genes inherited in the body.

Li Fuzhen seemed a little embarrassed by his look, turned around and lay down on Simmons, and covered the rear car hood with her coat.

Hearing Abel's regretful sigh, his body felt a little hot, and he didn't have the courage to turn back.

I feel that Abel's movement of rubbing his ankle is very careful and gentle, a very solid feeling.

This is a feeling she has never experienced in the past 30 years, and it is difficult to describe in words.

Li Fuzhen is still insisting on the lie in her heart: It's okay, it's just a sprained ankle, rub it and it will be fine.

Just rub it.

Nothing else will happen.

After a while, Li Fuzhen heard him ask: "Is it better?"

"It still hurts a bit, but it's much better." Li Fuzhen said while lying on Sim Mengsi with her back to him.

She heard his slight strange laughter.

"I've been rubbing my left foot all the time. How about rubbing my right foot? In the car, you seem to sprain your right foot."

"Ah!" Li Fuzhen was stunned, and forgot to retract Xianxian's left foot.

Could it be that in the carriage, it was his right foot that he rubbed for Abel?
By the way, he was sitting on his right side, and he subconsciously stretched his right foot over.

He actually knew.

But why when he came up, he didn't rub his right foot, but his left foot?

For a moment, Li Fuzhen felt that a volcano was about to erupt on her face.

Fortunately, she was not embarrassed for too long.

She felt that Abel had let go of his left foot.

He found out?

He is leaving.

Li Fuzhen thought blankly.

Suddenly she felt something pressing against her quilt.

He is so heavy.

Li Fuzhen thought.

Two hours later, the executive lounge on the fourth floor of the Conrad Indianapolis Hotel.

Bernie Ecclestone, chief executive of F1 Holdings, heard from one of Abel Smith's entourage -

"I'm sorry. Mr. Ecclestone, Mr. Smith may not come to see you until later."

Bernie Ecclestone, who got a call last night and rushed over from London overnight, only slept for a few hours in the morning.

The president of the F1 holding company was very dissatisfied when he heard the news.

Bernie Ecclestone to David Jones, who came to deliver the news:
"Hey! Is that what Mr. Smith does? He invited me from London. He asked me to meet here at noon. Here I am. I've come all the way from London. I've traveled almost 4000 miles. Distance. It’s like this after sitting on a plane for almost eight hours?”

David Jones thought that he really wronged you, but our boss really doesn't have time to see you right now.

David had to go on:
"I'm sorry. But Mr. Smith is really not free now. Mr. Smith may not have time to see you, Mr. Ecclestone, until evening."

Bernie Ecclestone is angry, but the basics are still there.

The Englishman also knew that David Jones was just a messenger, and it was useless to be angry with David.

Bernie Ecclestone said in a muffled voice, "What the hell is Mr. Smith up to?"

David can't say that the boss is busy rubbing the feet of his girlfriend's best friend's sister.

It's been kneading for more than two hours.

After thinking about it, David decided to lie. Anyway, the boss should cooperate.

David said: "Because of some unexpected events. Our boss is now meeting with Mr. Richard Lugar."

Bernie Ecclestone was an Englishman and undoubtedly one of the most powerful men in international racing.

It was Bernie Ecclestone who transformed F1 from its chaotic, poorly run sport to the multi-billion dollar empire it is today.

It was Bernie Ecclestone who made F1 the most-watched sport in the world, with more than 2 million spectators per grand prix, and a combined spectator figure that exceeds that of the quadrennial Olympic Games and the World Cup of Football.

It was Bernie Ecclestone who made F1 team owners and racing drivers multimillionaires and billionaires one by one.

At the same time, Bernie Ecclestone has also become one of the richest men in Britain, with a fortune of more than $20 billion.

Years of success, and the arrogance I'm used to in F1.

And the anger of being neglected.

Bernie Ecclestone immediately asked David: "Who is Richard Lugar? Is he important to me? Why didn't Mr. Smith see me when he saw him first?"

Bernie Ecclestone, I have never heard of a famous rich man in the United States with this name.

Not rich, Bernie Ecclestone thought he wasn't afraid.

"Uh" David saw Bernie Ecclestone like this, he gently reminded:
"Mr. Richard Lugar is a senator from Indiana. If he were in England, he would probably be a senior and authoritative member of the House of Lords."

"Eh, a member of Parliament?" Bernie Ecclestone hesitated.

British MPs are very similar to US MPs.

It should be said that the U.S. Senate and House of Representatives are imitated London House of Lords and London House of Commons.

The British Bernie Ecclestone is well aware of the influence of a member of the British House of Lords.

So if you think about it instead, the senators on the American side must be more powerful.

Bernie Ecclestone's arrogance can only come in F1.

Hearing that Abel was going to meet such a big man, Bernie Ecclestone lost his temper.

"Okay," said Bernie Ecclestone sullenly, "then I'll wait for Mr. Smith one more afternoon."

"Sorry." David Jones smiled.

Just as David was about to leave, he suddenly saw one of the boss's Four King Kong, the black Lincoln walking towards him.

"David." Lincoln came running instead of walking, and King Kong looked a little anxious.

"Huh?" David looked at Lincoln.

"Miss Bush and that Miss Han Country are back," Lincoln said.

David frowned, "How could it be so fast? Didn't you say there will be a game in the afternoon?"

Lincoln: "There was an accident. An unlucky guy crashed into a car and was slightly injured. This afternoon's game was temporarily terminated. They came back early."

"Where's the boss?" David asked quickly.

Lincoln said, "I haven't come out of Miss Han Guo's room yet."

"Understood." David said immediately, "Notify the boss immediately."

"The female bodyguards are all at Miss Bush." ​​Lincoln said helplessly, "None of us dare to go in and inform the boss. Edward thinks it's best to let you go."

"Madfak!" David Jones scolded, "Don't dare to knock on the door? I don't want you to go in."

"Oh, that's right." Lincoln patted his brain and suddenly realized.

"I'll go." David shook his head and left quickly.

So when Li Xinyu, who returned early, separated from little Laura, Li Xinyu walked to the hotel room of herself and her sister.

In the corridor, she met Abel, a tall and strong man in a thin shirt, accompanied by two entourages.

"……Mr Smith?"

"It's Jessica. Good afternoon, why are you back? Didn't watch the game in the afternoon?"

"There was a little accident in today's game. The game in the afternoon has been cancelled, and the main game will start directly tomorrow."

"Oh, that's a pity. By the way, Lauren is back too?"

"I'm back. She went back to her room to rest."

"Oh, that's good. Jessica, I have to meet a guest later, so I'll go first."

"Well, goodbye, Mr. Smith."

"Goodbye."

Seeing Abel and Abel's bodyguard going away, Li Xinyu always felt weird.

"...Mr. Smith's room is clearly on the other side, how did he get here?"

"Also, he has always been dressed in a suit and leather shoes, very formally. How could he be dressed like this? The clothes look a little wrinkled."

"And his smell today is very strange. He didn't have any smell before, but today he has a strange smell."

Li Xinyu was puzzled, and quickly walked back to her hotel suite.

I took out the room card, swiped open the door, and saw that in the living room of the hotel room, several hotel staff were cleaning the living room.

"What are you doing?" Li Xinyu couldn't help but ask.

A few female hotel staff, leading a respectful answer:

"It's Miss Anna Li who lives here. She ordered the hotel service. She asked us to clean the living room."

"Didn't you just clean it this morning?" Li Xinyu was curious.

The service staff replied respectfully: "Then we don't know. We just follow orders."

Li Xinyu felt strange, subconsciously went to her sister's room, twisted the doorknob, but couldn't open it.

It's locked inside.

Li Xinyu was worried about her sister, she knocked on the door and shouted:
"Unnie? Ernie? Are you in there? What's the situation with the service staff outside? How can they clean up the good ones? Ernie, are you inside?"

He called several times in a row, but there was no response.

I asked the hotel staff, and they said that Miss Da Li was inside.

Just when Li Xinyu was really worried, her cell phone rang.

It's Li Fuzhen's call.

Li Xinyu quickly connected.

"Oni, where are you? Are you not in the room? Why is your door locked? And what's the situation with the hotel staff in the living room? It was cleaned just this morning, and it's very clean."

Li Xinyu's words were as dense as a cannonball, and a lot came out in one go.

After Li Xinyu finished speaking, Li Fuzhen's voice sounded weak, as if she was tired from excessive exercise.

"It's Xinyu who came back. Why is it so early? Didn't you want to see it at night?"

Li Xinyu told her sister again what she said to Abel just now.

Li Fuzhen: "Oh, that's such a pity..."

"Oni, what's wrong with you? Why does it sound like you're sick? Are you tired? Where are you? Are you in the room?" Li Xinyu was puzzled.

"Oh, I have nothing to do, just in the morning, I sprained my foot..."

"A sprained ankle? Did you see a doctor? Is it serious?"

"It's okay." Her weak voice continued to come from the phone's microphone.

"There's nothing to worry about, Xinyu. Maybe I'll be fine after I get some sleep."

Li Fuzhen said: "I was in the room, I didn't leave, I went to bed first, I was tired and sleepy."

"Xinyu, let's put it this way first. I'm going to bed first. Take care of yourself..."

"dudu~"

"Hello, hello?" Li Xinyu still wanted to ask what happened to Li Fuzhen.

But her sister had already hung up the phone.

Not reconciled, Li Xinyu ran to Li Fuzhen's door and patted on the door.

Still no response.

Although it was strange, since Li Fuzhen said so and didn't open the door, Li Xinyu didn't bother her anymore.

It was in Li Xinyu's heart that a big mystery appeared.

Ernie, what's wrong?
　I was afraid of being harmed after writing, so I changed it for another half an hour.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)