After finishing the charity reception in Manhattan, Simon took a helicopter to Greenwich, Connecticut. Grace bought a manor on the seafront in the southeastern suburbs of Greenwich some time ago. She said she would occasionally bring a little kid over for weekends, etc., and in the summer. Being able to escape the heat is actually a love nest specially prepared for dating Simon.
After all, Manhattan is crowded and confusing.
Simon did have enough property, but Grace didn't ask for it. She insisted on buying it herself. Women are not short of money now, and Simon doesn't force it.
Simon arrived and was pulled by the woman to take a nap, which was very pure.
It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when we woke up, and the sun was just right. We huddled together on the reclining sofa on the balcony of the bedroom, enjoying the warm sunshine of the spring afternoon and talking about all kinds of trivial matters.
The topic unknowingly came to the new annual Elite World Model Competition, which will be launched again in April. Grace said: "I have already seen the information of those two Korean girls. They are very outstanding. There is no problem in holding them up. However, you Why do you think of praising Koreans? Aren’t they being suppressed recently?”
"These are two things." Simon put his arm around the woman next to him while flipping through a document discussing the causes of human aging. He didn't hide anything from Grace, and said: "I plan to completely control South Korea's economy. In order to avoid as much as possible To rebound, I plan to give Koreans enough pride in culture."
Grace thought for a moment and smiled: "It's very bad."
"Teach you," Simon also smiled: "If you have the opportunity to go to South Korea, just say a word and you will be very popular."
"what?"
"I like Korea."
"Um?"
"You can add some suffixes," Simon said: "I like Korean food, I like Korean clothes, and so on."
Grace probably understood and asked doubtfully: "Is it useful?"
Simon nodded firmly: "Very useful."
Grace nodded her head, but said: "I don't need it. I don't like Korea. I remember going to a Korean restaurant once. It was not delicious at all. The traditional Korean clothes were also ugly. They are not as good as China." cheongsam and Japanese kimono.”
"It doesn't matter whether you like it or not. You can still make money by saying a few words for free."
"Then, if the company's models have the opportunity to go to South Korea, let them say so."
"It seems you understand."
“Will it work elsewhere?”
"Universal in Asia."
Grace nodded again, inevitably curious: "Why?"
Simon just smiled.
Seeing that the man didn't say anything or ask any questions, Grace twisted her body and lay on his chest, and said, "By the way, shouldn't the Ukrainian side also do the same thing?"
"Um?"
"The quality of Ukrainian girls is very high, but in recent years, apart from Lyudmila, you don't seem to have any particular girls that you value."
Simon shook his head: "No need."
Grace put her two slender hands under her chin and raised her head slightly. In fact, she was not very curious, she just wanted to talk to him: "Why?"
"Because Ukraine doesn't even need to be half-hearted to me."
The man's tone of voice that looked down on all living beings made Grace feel her heart tightening inexplicably. She took a deep breath and said, "In this case, from now on, I will keep all the best girls in Ukraine directly for you?"
"Um."
Grace skipped the topic, glanced sideways at the thick volume of information in the man's hand, read a few paragraphs, and asked, "What is the abandonment theory?"
"A hypothesis about human aging," Simon said: "This theory believes that the aging process of human beings is affected by the allocation of human cell resources. For example, if too many resources are allocated to reproduction, they will be used for cell repair and thus extend lifespan. resources are reduced.”
As a woman, Grace felt that she understood instantly: "I think it makes sense. If a woman has too many children, it will be difficult to maintain her appearance and figure."
Simon smiled and said: "I think it's a bit far-fetched."
"Yeah, you men don't have to have children."
"Actually, we contribute more," Simon's big hand slid across the woman's slender waist: "For each child's birth, you women only need to contribute one egg, but our men's contribution is hundreds of millions."
Grace's face turned red, and she twisted her body slightly to make it easier for the man. She did not dwell on the issue, and instead said, "How long will it take for your research on extending life span to produce results?"
"It's hard to say. Maybe we have to wait until our little John's generation can use it."
Grace felt the man's casual tone, which was also not forceful. She paused and said, "I occasionally wonder if I can be buried next to you when I die in the future." Speaking in such a soft tone, the woman carefully added: " I mean, I’ll definitely die before you do, so make a reservation first.”
"I don't have a problem," Simon said with a smile, not shying away from women discussing issues such as life and death, "However, Jenny may have objections."
Grace thought about it, thought about it, and discussed: "It's okay not to be too close. Probably, it's where I can see you. Within a mile, the view is better?"
"I don't know where I want to be buried yet. Maybe Mars is good. Do you want to go together?"
"As long as I can be with you."
"You make me feel guilty like you lied to a little girl."
Grace rubbed her face against the man's chest: "You can say I am anything."
Simon hugged the woman's arm tightly and said with a smile: "Maybe it's not necessary. According to the current investment in research, I believe there will be results in twenty or thirty years. By then, maybe we can live to be two hundred years old. "
Grace asked the question she was more concerned about: "Can I become younger?"
"Don't even think about going back to before you turn 18, but if you keep your current appearance, it should be fine."
Grace touched her still smooth and fair face: "Then I will be very satisfied."
The two of them were chatting when the bedroom door was pushed open. Looking over from the terrace, it was Bryce who came over with a little baby in her arms. Seeing the two people's slumped looks on the sofa, she immediately started to say venomously: "West." Mr. Luo, have you made a mistake? You have a son here, not a daughter."
As he spoke, he came closer, stuffed a chubby little boy between the two of them, and directly grabbed the information from Simon's hand and placed it on the single sofa next to him to read through it.
Although the arrival was a disappointment, Simon and Grace did not get up. Grace only made room for the man's chest, letting the little one lie down on it, and together they began to teach the child how to speak. Little John is not the smartest of the children born last year, but he is already eight months old and can start to call mom and dad.
Bryce, who was next to her, had originally pushed the child over with the intention of causing trouble, but when she saw the two adults and one child next to her looking happy and happy, she became angry and said, "Hey, do you think I don't exist?"
Simon picked up the little guy and raised it high, listening to the child's giggles, and asked Grace: "Why did she appear again?"
Grace curled her lips: "Probably, I want to do it one last time."
Bryce blushed at Grace's teasing words, pulled a pillow from behind and threw it over: "You don't need to chase people away, I'll leave later."
Simon deliberately squeezed: "Why don't you leave now?"
Bryce looked behind her again, but couldn't find the throwing weapon. She didn't dare to throw the information booklet in her hand. She was worried about hurting the child, so she could only quarrel: "You let me go, but I won't leave. This is Gray On my territory, you are just a guest, and you have no right to drive me away."
"Even Gray is mine, and of course this place is mine as well," Simon continued to hold his son and argue: "So, I am very qualified."
Bryce looked at Grace. Seeing that her best friend didn't help her, she could only glare at her: "I won't leave anyway, so why don't you drive me away?"
"According to the abandonment theory, it will consume resources if I chase you away. I might lose two seconds of my life. I can't do it."
Bryce was confused.
What kind of quarrel is this? This man doesn't play by the rules. What the hell is this abandonment theory
Grace watched the excitement for a while, and when she saw that Bryce was speechless, she burst out laughing.
Bryce could only stare at me: "You two bullied me together."
Grace sat up, took the child from the man and got off the sofa bed. She glanced at Bryce and said to Simon, "I'll send the baby downstairs and come back later."
Bryce watched Grace leave with the child in her arms, and then turned her eyes to a certain man. When she saw him sitting up and coming towards her, she immediately made a defensive posture, with the light anger unique to a delicate and beautiful woman. : "What are you going to do?"
"You."
“…”
Simon's weekend schedule was very full, and he only stayed at Grace for one afternoon. In the evening, he took a helicopter to Boston to accompany the two women and children in Boston, and returned to New York again the next day. During the weekend Belongs to Irene Lauder and little Noah.
So until Monday morning.
This is March 23rd.
After bidding farewell to Eileen and her son in the morning, Simon rushed to the airport. In addition to the routine entourage, the housekeeper Angeli also brought three women, namely sisters Lin Zhao and Lin Zhi, as well as the Hearst family who quietly sent them over. Come over Lydia Hearst.
A 14-year-old girl who looks more and more like a delicate doll looks like a princess in distress who is about to be imprisoned in the castle by an evil dragon, proud and stubborn.
Simon felt that it would be a shame for the fairy tale if he didn't let the girl get her wish, so he ordered Angeli to send him to the manor in San Lucas, Mexico. The sky and the vast land there are very suitable for raising a princess.
In the front cabin study of a Boeing 767.
After the plane calmed down, while Simon was dealing with today's various work documents, he looked at the Lin Zhao sisters who were brought here by Girl A: "Ange said that you have something to see me about, can you tell me?"
Lin Zhi, who was standing opposite the man's desk, immediately looked at his sister.
The two sisters were still a little panicked. They or Lin Zhao did have something to tell the man, but they didn't expect to be taken on a private plane. After all, he has not adapted to his current situation, so he is inevitably confused.
This is... where are we going
Moreover, where did they go and how will they go back
There are classes today.
After a pause, Lin Zhao continued: "I, Mr. Westeros, are concerned about my family's affairs."
Simon just lowered his head and looked at a split plan for South Korea's Daewoo Group. He hummed and waited for Lin Zhao to continue.
"Yes..." Lin Zhao hesitated again, then said: "I saw on the Internet that my father's factory closed down recently, and... many laid-off workers also caused trouble."
Simon roughly understood.
Chen Qing mentioned a few words. With Na Nizi's character of fearing chaos in the world, she was happy to see all kinds of bad things happen. The more lively the better.
If no one mentioned it again, Simon didn't bother to pay attention. At this time, seeing the pleading tone of the girl opposite her, almost tearful, she said, "I understand, I will explain."
Lin Zhao paused, still a little worried: "Mr. Westeros, what are you going to do?"
This matter was too small. Simon really didn't know what to do. He just waved his hand and said, "I'll ask someone to say hello. Don't worry."
Lin Zhao nodded, but still did not move, looking at the man behind the desk pitifully.
Lin Zhi stood next to her sister, wanting to pull her away. She didn't want to care about family affairs anyway, but she didn't expect that her sister was still secretly thinking about her.
Simon looked up and saw that the sisters had no intention of leaving. He pressed the call button on the desk, called out to Girl A, and ordered: "Contact the Chinese side, um, ask for Asu, Xiaoqing." It will only do bad things." He pointed at Lin Zhao and said, "Take care of their affairs."
Girl A nodded in agreement and left with the two sisters.
After the two of them went out, Simon carefully read the information in his hands and directly contacted Chen Qing, who was still in South Korea, to discuss various details.
As the second largest chaebol in South Korea, Daewoo Group is actually very large. It is far more than Daewoo Motors. It is also involved in steel, shipbuilding, machinery, construction, insurance, hotels, logistics, electronics, catering and other aspects. It is almost the top chaebol in South Korea. Unified configuration, everything that can be done and cannot be done will be involved.
This time, the Westeros system still only got part of what it wanted.
However, unlike the previous incorporation of other companies, after taking full control of the initiative, the carve-up of Daewoo Group will be more thorough. After the cake is divided, Daewoo's name will no longer exist.
The content discussed in the video conference between Simon and Chen Qing was also how to get what they wanted at the minimum cost.
After all, Daewoo Group's debt of up to 70 billion US dollars is a big problem. If the Westeros system had not left no room for the overwhelming pressure, many people would not actually want Daewoo Group to collapse.
It’s still that big-to-fail principle.
However, now that we have reached this point, we have to admit it even if we don’t admit it. What's more, as more internal problems of the Daewoo Group continue to be exposed, everyone also understands that compared to Hyundai, Samsung and other companies, which seem to have similar problems, the Daewoo Group is actually completely ill and there is no way to save it. room.
We can only tear it down and start over.