American Peanuts

Chapter 7 Auditions
"A total of 30 people including a full meal of premium steak plus side dishes, on-site baking chef fees, plus an additional 20.00% service fee, a total of 4243 US dollars, cash or card?"

Charlie paid the bill and tipped an additional $300, so the waiters helped take away all the trash.

The total amount is less than [-], which is just drizzle for Charlie now.

"Gabriella, are you ready?" Charlie said to the tall waitress.

It was only then that the colleague realized she had established a connection with the young entrepreneur.

In the middle of the night, a man and a woman were alone in the same room... Colleagues subconsciously thought about it.

"Gabriela, if you don't go back before midnight, Francisco will be angry. I'll wait for you outside." In the crowd, a short, fat Mexican woman said suddenly, her tone a little alert.

"Take a message to him for me, I will go back tonight. I promise," Gabriella explained nervously, her tone almost pleading.

When she noticed Charlie's gaze, her eyes were obviously a little evasive.

"You know what will happen if you are late." The short and fat woman left anyway.

As the guests left, she let out a deep breath.

"Mr. Charlie, I'm ready." Gabriella said.

"Just in the hall, Faith and Taylor, you two can be the judges. I need your opinions." Charlie said to the two people wandering around the room.

The two were looking at the handicrafts that Danielle had brought back from all over the world on wooden shelves.

Listening to Charlie explain the ins and outs, the two readily agreed.

The three of them just sat on the sofa. Taylor had turned off the TV before. Faith found a blues record released in 1958 from the record shelf and put it on the record player to play.

"What do I need to do?" Gabriella looked very calm.

"Introduce yourself, then show off your body, pose, and finally walk around the stage and dance. The whole process does not take more than 20 minutes." Charlie poured himself a glass of Johnnie Walker, added some extra ice cubes, and then ordered road:

"Tyler, go turn off the lights and turn on the ambient lighting on the TV wall."

As elegant and soothing blues music played, the living room fell into darkness. When the curtain wall lights were turned on, Gabriella's silhouette could be seen.

She began to sway her body rhythmically, and then took off her clothes one by one, first the baseball shirt jacket, then the inner layer, and then the pants. The fragrant atmosphere began to permeate the air.

Taylor's breathing was rapid. She only knew that there were country music bars in Nashville. She didn't know that there were more than a dozen clubs in the city center alone, and she didn't know that there were scantily clad street girls on South Street every night.

"You really know how to enjoy it." Faith muttered quietly, focusing on Charlie.

I found that he was looking intently and extremely seriously. In fact, Charlie was really just inspecting the other person and had no extra thoughts.

But that's not the case in Faith.She had a vague feeling that Charlie might have other ideas. Didn't Hefner have stories with many playmates...

"Stand back and stand in the light. That's good. Now tell me about yourself in as much detail as possible."

"My name is Gabriela Isler. I come from the state of Trujillo, Venezuela. This year, I entered an art training school to study modeling when I was 12 years old. I came to the United States with my parents last year and currently work in a steakhouse. I have not paid Boyfriend, body clean." Gabriella's eyes went dark, and she felt like she was being interrogated, just like the first night she came to the United States...

"Tell me, who is Francisco?" Charlie asked in the darkness.

"It's...the owner of the restaurant."

Charlie didn't ask further, and then asked Gabriella to try a few poses. The results were not bad, but she still looked a little nervous.

Then she began to twist her body actively, trying to perform various suggestive movements. However, she had no dancing skills and her waist was very stiff, so Charlie immediately stopped.

"Okay, the audition is over. You two can go back to your room and sleep."

What happens next may not be something you, the master and the disciple, like to see.

After the two left, Charlie turned up the volume of the music slightly, sat on the sofa, and looked at Gabriella, who only showed her outline.

"To be honest, your manners are so bad that you can't compare to those real models." Charlie told the truth.

"You also have to spend extra money on training, which is not a good deal."

"Unless you are willing to sign a contract..." Halfway through Charlie's words, he saw a piece of fabric thrown over by Gabriella.

Final fabric.

"Sir, I'm in a hurry." Gabriella walked over lightly.

As long as she can escape the control of those demons, she is willing to do anything.

Anyway, sooner or later it will be sold as an item, so at least it can be exchanged for a professional contract.

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Faith let Taylor sleep in the same room as herself. The bed was big enough for two people anyway.

When Faith finished washing up and returned to the room, she saw that Taylor had changed into a set of cartoon pajamas with a bear pattern on it and was stretching her legs to apply nail polish on her toes.

"She is a natural model. She is very beautiful and has a good figure. What do Venezuelan women eat when they grow up?" Taylor thought of her mediocre self and felt extremely insulted. She wanted to ask for a nutritious recipe.

"I think her motives are not pure. How can a woman take the initiative to talk about her love experience and say she is a chick? If we weren't there, I think she would pounce on Charlie and take off Charlie's pants." Faith Xi I frowned, in the final analysis it was Charlie’s business, and I couldn’t say anything.

Let’s hope he doesn’t end up in a scandal like Hugh Hefner in the future.

"Stay away from Charlie in the future. Unless you are confident that you can beat those charming beauties out there, just like the South American girl tonight, they will do whatever they can to seduce him away. Otherwise, just take it easy. ." Faith's analysis was very thorough.

"Teacher, I feel like I'm talking to you." Taylor said suddenly.

Women always have some inexplicable premonitions, and these premonitions are often true.

"Shut up!" Faith turned off the light.

In the darkness, she felt Taylor next to her leaning over, hugging her from behind, and her hands became restless.

"Wow, Teacher Faith, this is like a soufflé freshly baked in a bakery." Taylor said with great emotion.

"You're not bad either, right, Little Pepper." Faith turned around.

"Oh, you're so hurtful."

The two got into a quarrel.

(End of this chapter)