America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 471 A Very Long Night

In addition to several dukes, there was another "acquaintance" of Abel.

It was William Bute whom Abel had met on a cruise ship on his first night in England on the Thames.

And the fat man's father, Edward the Marquess of Bute.

The Bute family is a Marquis family in England, known as the most merchant-like aristocrats in the UK, and the most noble-like merchants.

The family is the largest shareholder of British Coal and one of the largest shareholders of BP.

This family has also produced British prime ministers, and was once very prominent in the UK.

In today's era where capital is king.

Bout, who is especially good at doing business, has a better life than other dukes with more precious identities.

When a large number of British nobles could not afford the huge repair costs of the ancient castle.

The wealthy Marquis of Bout, at least, has no worries in this regard.

In terms of influence, the current Boot family is even bigger than the richest man, the Duke of Westminster.

Because the Duke of Westminster became the richest man in Britain.

Not the property of Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor, nor his brilliant management skills.

It is the Duke of Westminster, who has a large number of lands handed down from his ancestors, and the location is generally very good.

As the Duke of Westminster in London, this family owns the most private land in the UK except Windsor.

The family owns a quarter of London, 1.5 acres in England, 10 acres in Scotland, and numerous properties in the US, Australia, and Canada.

There is a saying that the queen is a tenant of his house.

Because less than half of the land in London belongs to his family, some villas of the royal family rented his family's land.

The value of these lands, and the estate he developed specifically for them, make the Duke of Westminster the richest man in Britain.

But in an established capitalist country like the UK, real estate developers, like those in the United States, are somewhat unable to make it to the stage.

In terms of influence over the entire UK, the Duke of Westminster is no match for the Marquess of Bute.

This can be seen from the fact that all the dukes present, but Edward, a marquis, can be among them.

After talking for a while with the old and young members of the British Aristocratic Alliance, it seems that the heat is almost the same, and the goal has basically been achieved.

Abel quickly found an excuse and took advantage of the situation to leave.

The nobles surrounded Prince William and fell into a brief silence as they watched Abel leave.

A few seconds later, Duke of Devonshire, patriarch of the Cavendish family, George Cavendish suddenly said:

"If it was 100 years ago, even if Morgan and Rockefeller were alive, they would have surrounded Edward VIII the whole time, no matter how hard they tried to drive him away."

His Excellency the Duke's words made everyone present startled.

After reacting, William Boot had no expression on his face, but secretly smiled in his heart.

These old fellows thought that now is the period when the sun never sets on the Great Yin Empire?
Yes, in that glorious era.Any American businessman who meets any British aristocrat has a very humble status.

But that era has passed after all, and now is the era of Americans.

It was the age of merchants and capitalists.

The old guys are still thinking about the glory of the past, and they are reluctant to embrace the new world.

This is a big loss!
Unlike our Bout, the transformation has been carried out since the early morning.

Oh, look.

Time goes on, and there is no Westminster, no Devonshire, than our Bout!
In fact, there is no need to wait for the future, there are already too many nobles who are not as good as Bout.

Prince William also knew what the Duke of Devonshire meant, this was the old guy's emotion.

After all, he was a young man, and he was suppressed by his grandmother and father since he was a child. Wei Lian didn't think so much.

"There won't be too many interactions between him and us." Prince William smiled: "There is no need for this, everyone, let's continue to live our lives well."

After leaving Kensington Palace and sitting in the Cadillac monster, Abel felt much more at ease.

"Back to Strawberry Villa."

Abel is now in London, mainly living in Strawberry Hill or 1 Kensington Palace Garden Street.

The former is the first Gothic classical castle estate in the world.

The latter occupies a smaller area and is already a Victorian post-colonial manor house.

Therefore, the latter is already very modern in style, and it is actually more comfortable to live in.

But because of Sophie Marceau and the others, they all live in Strawberry Villa now.

Abel, who wanted to play "Downton Abbey" cosplay again, naturally went to Strawberry Hill.

Having said that, he also didn't live in Strawberry Villa for two days, and he was a little greedy for the Spanish national treasure and the mouth of France.

What surprised Abel was when he returned to Strawberry Hill.

In Strawberry Villa, besides Sophie Marceau and the three of them, there were some other women.

"We're having a party," said Sophie Marceau.

"You won't be angry, are you? My dear, I asked the housekeeper, and she said that you have no prohibitions in this regard, so..."

Penelope looked a little apprehensive.

She doesn't take it for granted like Sophie, the demented literati.

Strawberry Hill belongs to Abel, and they can live here only because they have paid the rent.

Hmm... using their bodies as rent.

And Penelope knows her position next to Abel very well, and knows what is important.

Abel looked at the Spanish National Treasure Goddess who was fawning on him, and then at the mouth of France.

And the party hall at Strawberry Hill.

Other slightly nervous women and actresses.

They were all called by Sophie and Penelope to attend the party held by Penelope at Strawberry Hill.

Looking at these beautiful women, Abel's face showed a bright smile that Anna Wintour called "Apollo's smile".

"It's okay. Have fun, even I want to join in."

"I like your party better than the one at Kensington Palace," he said with a smile.

"Kensington Palace?" Sophie whispered.

Abel nodded: "I just came over from Kensington Palace Garden Street. Prince William and the Duke of Westminster held a banquet there and invited me. I don't like that atmosphere, stay here I'll be gone in a while."

He himself disliked the remnants of the old English aristocracy.

But Abel knew that most of the women in the world, even little Laura.

On the contrary, they like this kind of tone, and they like the aristocratic atmosphere of the middle ages.

This is probably related to the psychology of Mu Qiang, a woman, and the vanity in her genes.

Abel doesn't like it, but he doesn't mind using this kind of thing as a booster to increase his time as a pua woman.

"Kensington Palace! Prince William, Duke of Westminster!"

Someone became emotional, and Abel also inserted it at the right time, and joined this small internal salon party where all the audience were women, most of whom were delicate and beautiful.

After a while, he learned of the participants here.

Most of them are European actresses like Sophie Marceau and others.

It was proposed by Penelope and cooperated by Sophie Marceau.

It took them two days to organize an internal party belonging to European actresses.

In Penelope's words, it is "a party that belongs to the Eurostars".

It means that the dozen or so of them all participated in the Eurostar project launched by Vivendi and Smith Media last year.

They all participated in the movies or TV series in the plan.

Among them, most of Abel did not know each other.

But a few he knew, like... Monica Bellucci!
The Italian national treasure goddess is standing beside the mouth of France at the moment.

Tonight's Sophie Marceau, with pretty short and medium hair, looks more lively and youthful. She is wearing a rose red wrap dress with a long shawl on her hands. It is exquisite and elegant, and it is a spring of healing.

On the other hand, Monica Bellucci, who is dressed in wine red satin, strapless and waist-wrapped mermaid dress with a T, simple hairstyle tied into a ponytail, and a smaller face, represents a man's spouse attractiveness for reproduction On the one hand, all expectations are met.

Her charm is not dusty, not cheap, but a kind of coldness wrapped in hotness, which fascinates any man.

In front of her, when other women mention the word charming, they all have a reluctant meaning.

After all, Italian women are different from Anza women. Monica Bellucci, who has Roman genes in her blood, is more similar to a kind of beauty after the fusion of the East and the West.

It also allows her to show a different beauty at this age.

In addition to Monica Bellucci, who made Abel a little jealous, there was another Kelly Brook that Abel knew.

But he can recognize Kelly Brook, mainly because of TOEFL's super memory and photographic memory after his rebirth.

Before he was reborn, he watched a movie "Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun".

The heroine of the movie is Charlize Theron. At that time, she surprised Abel, who was still young in China.

Seeing Charlize himself later, Abel made a decisive move.

Therein lies the credit of the film.

In this movie, Abel is also impressed by the small supporting role Kelly Brook, who is very beautiful when she comes out.

In addition to the aura, it is not even lost to Charlize on the set.

A group of women looked at Abel while laughing in a low voice, and two of them even fired at him.

Like Abel's eye-catching Monica Bellucci.

She was a married woman at this time, but Abel felt that there was something wrong with the way she looked at him.

Soon he knew that it was not a feeling, but a fact.

Abel took a breath, and he pretended to be casual and asked Penelope beside him, "Why do I feel weird, Penny, you won't be working part-time besides being an actor... a pimp?"

"Bah, how is this possible! I'm not that kind of person!! But honey, you don't know how attractive you are in our circle!!"

Penelope said quietly.

She wasn't talking nonsense.

Abel Smith's playboy name, by now, has been known all over the world.

Men envy and hate it, and wish they could replace it.

The women's responses were somewhat polarized.

Some wish to be one of the women he spends.Some took the route of women's rights, and various media accused him.

But the latter estimate is actually no different from the former.

If Aberken spends a little time with them, most of them will be very happy, and then immediately change to the former.

But in the entertainment industry, among the female groups in the entertainment industry, Abel's reputation is overwhelmingly good.

The reason is that this gentleman, to the girl he dated, not to mention such a great thing as being raised.Even if you don't raise it, you can still get huge benefits from him.

There are so many examples.

Like the past, Anne Heatherway, Jessica Alba, who are unknown in Hollywood.

And after disappearing for almost a year, Charlize Theron, who came back and immediately played a big A-level production, and so on.

The better they get along, the better off they are.

It is more attractive to other similar women in the circle.

It also made Abel's reputation among them better.

This "good reputation" gradually spread from Hollywood to the world.

And this kind of good reputation is exactly the kind that women in this circle like most.

Penelope whispered again:

"You don't know, all these little girls are eager to get back with you in a month! Not to mention the benefits, as long as they can increase the exposure rate and let Hollywood report more about them, they are willing to make the greatest contribution."

"For us stars, fame is the most important thing. Besides, they actually know what will happen when they participate in this kind of party. Don't be deceived by their appearance. No matter how pure a girl star is, as long as she is a star, there will be no difference. dirty."

"By the way, they all know your rules. Before coming here, they all have undergone a physical examination, and they are all clean! Don't worry, happy!"

At the end of Penelope's words, she joked in a low voice with a smile on her face.

Abel was calm on the surface, but he was a little happy in his heart.

He didn't expect Penelope to be so sensible, after sending her sister here.

He also understands this game, much more sensible than Liv Tyler!

He looked at the past in front of him, when he was a young man in China, each of them was a goddess-level woman who added to his screen.

Only now did he realize that they were actually very miserable.

Of course, this kind of embarrassment can only appear like this in front of people of his status.

If in front of ordinary people.

They are still goddesses as always, as high as ever, and as inaccessible as ever.

Look inviolable.

After whispering to Penelope, she took Abel's hand and walked into their crowd.

"Hey, I brought Abe Smith to you."

"It's up to you guys! Don't say I didn't create opportunities for you."

Three women in one drama, not to mention there are more than three women now.

They are all women who are bold, dare to give, and are good at showing their beauty to men.

At this moment, the eyes of these women looking at Abel are full of aggression and attack.

It's a bit like the feeling of "Wandashan No. [-]", which was captured by humans and thrown into a tiger mountain full of "big sisters" of Siberian tigers.

All female tigress, just like his little male tiger.

From time to time, someone's finger slid across her body, and all that caught her eyes was a beautiful face, and a large part of her body that was faintly visible.

All they could smell were body fragrances from their bodies, or all kinds of "cut male" fragrances carefully prepared and sprayed on.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up, and the music was released.

Instead of the gentle classical jazz just now, the music being played now has been replaced with explosive dance music, which can better mobilize human inner thoughts and expand various emotions.

Wine was also served, including champagne, red wine, and blended cocktails.

To be honest, this kind of atmosphere, which is more like a night scene, appears in a classical Gothic manor castle like Strawberry Hill, which is somewhat inconsistent.

However, the interior of the banquet hall itself is relatively modern.

In addition, neither Abel nor the European goddesses are thinking about the party itself.

But on the opponent, it doesn't matter if it's like a night show.

After five or six glasses of wine, most of the unfamiliar women became familiar with Abel.

At some point, Abel took Monica Bellucci's hand and disappeared into the banquet hall.

The dog and man who looked at each other and had their own thoughts disappeared into the crowd, and there was no need to say anything about what would happen next.

The women couldn't help cursing when they saw this scene.

The old woman is alone, what's so good about it?
Still have a husband!

Hmph, isn't it just a little bit more famous?

At this time, under normal circumstances, many of them should leave.

After all, there is only one man and so many women.

The man has already left, what can they do when they stay?
It's just that Abel Smith's pull is too strong.

Even if he is gone, most of them are still reluctant to leave.

chose to stay.

"Putain de merde!!"

Sophie Marceau couldn't help cursing when she saw the dogs and men slipping into the nearest guest bedroom holding hands.

At this time, Penelope leaned over and said to Sophie with a smile:
"Why do I feel that you are jealous? Sophie, didn't you tell me clearly what is the relationship between us and him? If so, it's normal, right?"

"You look like a pimp now, like an old raven." Sophie said, "I just look down on that Italian woman who has a husband and a child."

"What does that matter?" Penelope didn't care:
"It's just a transaction. Abel doesn't mind, and she doesn't mind. If her husband doesn't mind, what does it matter?"

Sophie Marceau was a little speechless.

"I won't talk to you about this anymore. I have to maintain the atmosphere and order."

Penelope waved her hand. She knew someone's appetite, but she couldn't satisfy it so easily.

A Monica Bellucci, an hour at most.

There are still a lot of main dishes left behind.

She couldn't let these dinners escape before he came out.

Sure enough, an hour later.

Abel came out in just a pair of boxers and rejoined the party.

This made the women, who were a little disappointed, all excited.

The night... is still long.

(End of this chapter)