"It feels like an ordinary casual jacket. Boss, is it really bulletproof?"
"There is definitely no protection against armor-piercing bullets. Normal bullets are fine, but they are not as effective as military hard body armor. If the bullet hits the chest, the impact is likely to break the ribs."
"That's awesome too."
In a changing room at a seaside villa in Southampton, Chen Qing and Yu Xiaomin served their boss to put on a special set of casual clothes. They looked ordinary on the outside, like a black jacket and black trousers, but they were actually a special kind of casual wear. Lightweight bulletproof suit made of polymer materials.
Inspired by having just watched "La Dolce Vita", I suddenly want to go out for an adventure, but I can't just leave.
Safety first.
Even so, the head of the bodyguard still made a grimace when he learned that Simon planned to go out to Manhattan late at night, hoping that his boss would not do so rashly.
The likelihood of someone being attacked right now is really higher than any head of state.
After changing clothes, Simon walked out of the changing room, motioning Chen Qing and Yu Xiaomin to go outside first, and said to the bitter female guard leader: "Didn't you install a regional monitoring system some time ago? Just treat tonight as a drill. Remember to make a special report for me tomorrow."
Seeing her boss acting like this, the female guard leader had no choice but to agree.
Another arrangement was made, and in the blink of an eye it was already past midnight.
Simon hoped to drive a stylish sports car out, but he only got a business-style Maybach for daily use from the security team. In fact, there was no shortage of sports cars in the villa garage. It was just Simon's impromptu decision that those cars had not been carefully inspected by the security team. The team strongly does not recommend its own bosses to use it.
Simon didn't insist on this.
Not counting the other two sets of bodyguards in the accompanying car, Chen Qing was the only one sitting next to her. She drove out by herself. She was obviously unfamiliar. She was walking through the narrow asphalt paths in Southampton's residential areas. When she turned a corner, she directly hit a lamppost. Of course, the Maybach, which had its lights out and was strong enough to withstand bomb attacks, had nothing to do with it. It pushed past the fallen lamppost without even going around.
Mainly because I don't know how to reverse a car.
Chen Qing sat in the passenger seat, worried and excited. At the same time, she quietly checked whether the seat belt was fastened.
Simon was quite restrained in the urban lanes, and soon entered the highway leading to Manhattan. There were only a few cars late at night, and he began to gradually let go.
All right.
In fact, it can only 'fly' to 60 miles at most, about 100 kilometers, which is completely different from the driver next to me who can not only step on the accelerator to 100 miles but also drift.
The journey from Southampton to Manhattan, nearly a hundred miles, took two hours.
Even though I haven't had any racing for safety reasons, it's been a long time since I've had this kind of experience, but it's still a lot of fun.
It was already past two o'clock in the morning.
It’s certainly not too late for New York, a city that never sleeps.
After crossing the Brooklyn Bridge, Simon drove non-stop from downtown to 220 12th Avenue on the westernmost side of Manhattan Island.
There is a famous nightclub here, the tunnel.
In the past timeline, it was the one that Vin Diesel attended before he became famous. It was also often mentioned in New York-related film and television works such as "Sex and the City".
The entrance to the Tunnel Nightclub is like a station entrance, and is actually a converted abandoned train station.
Even though it's past two o'clock in the night, it's still very lively here.
The Maybach luxury car, whose calm style was obviously incompatible with this place, stopped and immediately attracted a lot of attention. Simon and Chen Qing got out of the car, and four security guards, half male and female, got out of the two Land Rovers that had been following the Maybach. They walked over together, suddenly becoming more eye-catching.
When some onlookers vaguely felt that the man getting off the Maybach looked like a big shot, a group of people had already taken the initiative to greet him.
The leader was a woman, wearing a black suspender skirt that barely covered her thighs, but she was Madonna.
Even if I have two lifetimes of memories, I haven't had such an experience for a long time, and it is inevitably as unfamiliar as driving, so I grabbed a guide and came over. Among the acquaintances here in Manhattan, the McQueen is undoubtedly the most suitable.
Her Lady Queen trotted forward, jumped directly on Simon, and hugged the man in front of her with her arms and legs like a koala: "Simon, you are finally willing to come out of your castle to relax. Come on, kiss... ah, it hurts so much, Damn man, I finally went to bed early, but you woke me up and hit me."
Seeing that the two fifty cents he just slapped had no intention of letting go of the woman hanging on him, Simon tightened his grip and said helplessly: "Maggie, if you keep doing this, will we be on the headlines tomorrow?"
"It's good to be on the headlines. I haven't been on the headlines for a long time, and the sales of my latest album were not good. You can just help me."
"The problem is, you seem to be naked from behind. Isn't this pajamas?"
"Just treat it as a welfare for everyone, and of course these are not pajamas. I never wear clothes when I sleep."
"Well, there's no need to explain it so clearly."
"Haha, feel it, I don't have anything inside now."
Simon simply ignored the words and gestured to Chen Qing beside him: "This is Chen."
"Hello."
Queen Mai stretched out her hand to shake Chen Qing's hand, and finally got off Simon. She took the man's arm and walked towards the door of the tunnel nightclub. At the same time, she did not forget to introduce the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses who had just greeted her: "This is Peter Gatti. Ann, the owner of the tunnel," Her Lady Queen said, not forgetting to help explain: "Oh, Peter is missing one eye. He originally wore an eyepatch, like a pirate, but when he knew you were coming, he changed into sunglasses."
Simon noticed the other person just now and was curious about why he was wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night. He also thought of a certain fake filmmaker. He understood it after hearing Queen Mac's introduction. He stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Gatien."
"Call me Peter, Mr. Westeros, just Peter," Peter Gatien shook hands with Simon as he walked, obviously reluctant to let go, but had to let go, and continued beside him: "Westeros Sir, it’s a real honor for you to come over. Can you take a photo with me later?”
Simon smiled and shook his head.
Peter Gatien did not show any disappointment on his face and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I just hope Mr. Westeros can have a good time."
"Thank you for your hospitality."
"You're welcome."
Chen Qing followed her boss and whispered to the female guard leader who was following her. After Peter Gatien had greeted her boss, she was about to enter the door and called out to him: "Mr. Gatien?"
Peter Gatien heard Chen Qing calling him and slowed down: "Miss, what can I do for you?"
Chen Qing motioned to the female guard of his boss next to him: "Regarding the security matter, can you help coordinate it?"
Peter Gatien nodded readily: "Of course."
As he spoke, he called over one of his followers and gave a quick explanation to ask the other party to cooperate.
Chen Qing saw that her boss and Queen Mai had entered the door hand in hand, and said to the head waitress: "Follow me, I'm here to help."
Regarding her position, Chen Qing has always been very upright.
Always do things first.
Especially tonight, her boss is taking her out with him. If anything goes wrong, Dumeijiao Manor will 100% blame her and not run away.
After hearing what Chen Qing said, the leader of the female guard hesitated for a moment, nodded, and called the other three people to follow her.
The idea is the same as Chen Qing's.
Chen Qing joined the remaining group of bodyguards and began to strengthen security measures with the tunnel's security team.
At the same time, the crowds that were originally coming and going at the gate of the tunnel nightclub finally reacted.
After the battle just now, as well as the appearance of Madonna and the personal greeting of tunnel owner Peter Gatien, it must be Simon Westeros!
Simon Westeros!
After confirming this, everyone rushed to the door immediately, and no one planned to leave.
Unfortunately, the security at the entrance has also been suddenly strengthened. It is no longer possible to enter and exit unobstructed due to late at night, and queues have reappeared during popular times.
Furthermore, everyone waiting in line basically took out their mobile phones and started dialing.
Peter Gatien had just hoped that Simon would leave an image but was rejected, but he was not disappointed at all, because he understood that even if there were no photos, the news of Simon Westeros appearing at the tunnel nightclub after dawn would spread throughout the city, making this person The reputation of the nightclub, which was already very famous, has reached another level.
The reality is that Peter Gatien is still clearly underestimated.
Because there was no need to wait until dawn, less than half an hour later, the news had spread throughout the Big Apple. Countless people rushed here as soon as they heard the news, and the tunnels including Peter Gatien began to The mobile phones of staff from top to bottom were all flooded with calls seeking confirmation.
The security and intelligence team of the Westeros family just installed a regional surveillance system a few days ago. Simply put, it monitors all wireless electronic communications in a defined area, including telephones, landlines and even ancient telegraph signals, so as to monitor Capture and screen out sensitive targeted information in a timely manner around the protection target and respond in advance.
It seems like science fiction technology, but it’s actually not.
In recent years, with the continuous upgrading of technology, many security teams around heads of state are using similar systems.
As for larger-scale nationwide surveillance, it started during the two world wars and then reached its peak during the Cold War. It did not disappear with the end of the Cold War, but instead continued to strengthen with the advancement of technology.
"Public Enemy," which Daenerys is currently filming in collaboration with Westinghouse Entertainment, which has previously acquired Sony Pictures, is about the state-level surveillance system in the pre-information age. In the current information age, surveillance is increasingly leaning toward mobile communications and the Internet.
Before Simon arrived in Manhattan, a surveillance team originally deployed in Manhattan had arrived near the tunnel nightclub in advance.
Telecommunications information related to Big Boss suddenly broke out around the tunnel nightclub, causing the monitoring team to scramble. Fortunately, the team in the van here is only a receiving terminal, and there is a larger team and corresponding equipment responsible for information processing. No errors occurred.
However, considering the report was due tomorrow, the team leader noted the phenomenon in a memo.
The other side.
Because of Simon's arrival, the tunnel nightclub, which was no longer as lively as it was in the middle of the night due to time, started to boil again.
Simon was not stingy either. He wrote a check for $1 million directly to Peter Gatien and booked the venue for guests. When the news was announced, there was another scream.
Queen Mai pulled Simon into a round of dance amidst the loud music, then ran to the stage, took the initiative to "confess" to someone, and sang the song "Bad Rommance" that Simon wrote to her back then.
It's a pity that after singing, I felt a little happy but sad.
Returning to the VIP stand on the second floor where Simon was, a group of goblins appeared around the man in an instant. One of them, Xiao Bichi, who was cooler than her vacuum sling, was already straddling the man's lap, her thin waist twisting like a snake.
When she got closer, there was no place to start, so Queen Mai could only grab the little fairy by her hair and drag her aside.
The girl with a thick smoky make-up but good enough skin and fair enough skin to fit Simone's aesthetics was roughly dragged away by Madonna. She didn't resist, but looked at a certain man with a pitiful expression. Seeing that this big shot didn't In response, he could only silently pick up a large T-shirt next to him and put it on his body, and tried to squeeze in next to the man without leaving a trace. When he was blocked by the girl on Simon's left, he could only settle for the next best thing and roughly put the second one on his body. The girl squeezed away and sat on it, still leaning towards Simon, looking for opportunities to talk at any time.
Madonna ignored the eager gazes of a group of goblins around her. She stepped onto Simon's lap, hugged the man's neck and complained: "Simon, I'm singing to you on stage, and you're here to pick up girls. It's so abominable."
Simon held Madonna's waist to prevent the Queen from rubbing on his lap, and said with a smile: "No, the problem is that I am too charming and there is nothing I can do about it."
Of course, Madonna would not dwell on this. She said one sentence and then said: "How do you feel about it here?"
"great."
"It was almost closed."
"No way, business is so good?"
Queen Mai suddenly became angry again: "It's all Giuliani's Bitchi who is engaged in the New Life Movement. In recent years, many famous places in the Big Apple have been forcibly closed by him. The tunnels have been inspected since 1996 and have been delayed for a whole year. It took more than a year to end. Oh, how could there be such a bastard?"
When Madonna mentioned it, combined with the memory of his previous life, Simon remembered it.
It did happen once, and it happened again this time, with the election of Rudy Giuliani as mayor of New York in 1993.
Roughly speaking, after Giuliani tasted the sweetness of accumulating political capital by fighting crime during his prosecutor days, he successfully became the mayor of New York and continued to do so. The Mafia family in New York was wiped out in the 1980s, so during his re-election, In 1996, Giuliani launched a New Life Movement.
This time, the focus is mainly on New York's booming nightclub market.
Through tax inspections, anti-narcotics and other measures, countless nightclubs, large and small, have been closed down, many of which are big-name hits.
After his successful re-election last year, things continue.
In my memory, I found that this incident was really good at accumulating political capital. Bloomberg came to power after Giuliani and continued the same. To be honest, few nightclubs in New York can withstand inspections. After a series of messy inspections on fire protection, taxation, and sanitation, even if a very small number of them all pass, they can't escape the drug test.
As a result, they all closed down.
The current tunnel escaped the disaster of 1996, but in my memory, it was forcibly banned a few years later.
As for the reason, to put it bluntly, the United States as a whole is actually a very conservative and puritanical country, far less open than outsiders imagine, and things like nightclubs are very destructive to many conservative Americans. Therefore, Whoever strikes, benefits.
But none of this has anything to do with Simon.
I only come out to play occasionally.
Madonna, who was resting on Simon's lap, just said casually. Of course she understood that the man in front of her had the ability to intervene. However, Queen Madonna was also very smart and would not encourage a man to intervene just because of her own minor dissatisfaction.
She just came out to play.
Even if the tunnel is really closed, if you go to other nightclubs, it is impossible to close them all.
After chatting for a while, seeing a group of goblins around her looking ready to make a move, Queen Mai stood up and pulled Simon up at the same time: "Follow me, Simon, there is a very interesting VIP box here, let's go take a look."
Simon didn't refuse and stood up.
He has no nostalgia for the group of eager goblins around him.
It doesn't matter if there are a bunch of them in Southampton's seaside estate, let alone here.
However, the McQueen's plan failed.
As soon as the two of them got up, a group of tall fairies came from the corner of the stairs. They could tell their profession just by looking at their height. During the recent fashion week, there were so many supermodels in New York. The leader was Roberta Chilko and Anneliese Thurbert, who were randomly brought together by Simon, and the others looked familiar.
The female guard guarding the stairs knew the identities of Roberta and the two of them, and signaled to her boss with her eyes, she let them over.
Another friendly exchange of pleasantries.
Just after chatting for a few words, someone came over again, and this time the battle was even bigger.
The group led by Roberta is the old Ford gang. This time, Fernanda Lima, Eva Herzgova, Heidi Klum, Karen Mulder, etc., standard current fashion The most powerful Elite gang in the circle, but some of the oldest or top ones did not come to join in the fun due to various reasons. There are also the Eastern Legion who have quickly gained a place in the circle in the past few years, such as Zhu Momo, who are actually there now. Manhattan, probably privately, has not integrated into this circle after all.
Still lively enough.
Simon and a group of big goblins were chatting in the VIP stand on the second floor, but the crowd in the hall below the stage was in awe.
Even if you can only watch them from a distance, a group of the most popular top models in the circle are enough to be eye-catching. And, frankly speaking, in most cases, they really can’t attract the patronage of this group of beauties. Today is just an excuse. Under the light of Simon Westeros, you can experience a visual feast beyond the catwalk.
The others were filled with envy and jealousy, but Queen Mai was the most depressed.
She is not afraid of her aura, but she is dwarfed by her height in front of a group of big fairies. She even wears high heels. After all, who can't wear high heels
Then we went to the unique VIP box in the tunnel.
Singing, dancing, chatting and playing games until daybreak, Simon summoned three extended luxury cars and took a group of unknown goblins out of the tunnel, but only across the Twelfth Avenue next to it, parking on the banks of the Hudson River. Pingshang boarded two helicopters and flew together to the nearby mansion in Sandpoint City, where he planned to catch up on some sleep.
No more work in the morning.
Fashion week is still going on, and the goblins have work arrangements, but they are all missing.
The opportunity to get along with Simon Westeros is definitely more valuable than any chance to walk on the runway in a top brand show. There is no need to worry about how to choose.
Queen Mai did not follow, and returned to her apartment on the Upper West Side. Her pride was really hurt by a group of big goblins, and she wanted to be alone.