It was already past seven o'clock when she woke up in the morning. Sabina Forelli came to the window wearing a dark blue silk nightgown. She opened the bedroom window and lay on the windowsill to look out.
This is a south-facing bedroom on the second floor of the villa.
After looking around, this Italian neoclassical style villa is located on the highest point of the rolling hills in the southern suburbs of Florence. The villa has three floors, and its light gray simple appearance complements the rough stone walls around it. Looking around, there are many other large and small manors scattered in the broad field of vision.
Judging from the terrain, the north of the villa should overlook the entire ancient city of Florence.
Obviously, this was probably the residence of a noble. It is a pity that the monarchy was abolished after World War II, and the Italian aristocracy has generally declined, replaced by many new capitalists who have emerged with the recovery of Italy's economy.
Compared with the vast tracts of farmland on the outskirts of other cities, the area around this manor still maintains its native bushy state. It is not difficult to imagine that the surrounding land should also be privately owned.
Sabina Forelli was curiously speculating on the price of this manor when there was a knock on the bedroom door.
Opening the door, Sabina Forelli saw the neatly dressed Sofia Fessi appearing outside the door. The well-tailored white shirt and beige trousers made Sofia look more capable as a strong woman in the workplace.
"Good morning, Miss Furry, breakfast is ready. Do you want to come with me?"
"Oh, okay, let me change my clothes," Sabina Forelli nodded, remembering the pajamas she was wearing, and scratched the collar unnaturally, and continued: "Also, morning for you, Ms. Feisi .”
With a smile, Sofia watched Sabina Forelli return to the big bed and take off her pajamas, and then said: "Don't worry, you can wash up or take a shower first. In addition, I have already sent your car to you." If you go to the repair shop, it can be repaired by noon. However, it will probably cost a lot of money."
Sabina Forelli was about to change into last night's dress. After hearing this, she picked up the clothes and walked to the bathroom. When she heard about the car, she glanced at Sofia guiltily and said, "Thank you, Ms. Fessy."
Sofia's smile did not diminish, she gestured slightly and said, "Then, the restaurant downstairs."
Half an hour later, Sabina Forelli came to the restaurant and everyone was sitting at the table.
However, Simon Westeros had already had breakfast and was sitting at the dining table flipping through a thick stack of local Italian newspapers. He also held a pencil in his hand and occasionally drew circles.
The ponytailed female assistant named Jennifer was still taking small bites of the food. She just greeted her lightly, then lowered her head and started eating again. Because her hair was tied up, the female assistant lowered her head to reveal a section of her neck that was as white as jade. Sabina couldn't help but take a few more glances. She was a standard black-haired Latina girl with a hot figure and wheat-colored skin, so she was envious of Jennifer's fair skin.
After saying hello, Sabina Forari took the breakfast handed over by Sofia and ate it in small bites, looking for opportunities to chat with Westeros from time to time.
But in my heart, I no longer had any expectations.
Everything had gone well last night, or so she thought. Unexpectedly, there is another woman beside Simon Westeros, and she is a woman who is easily jealous. Until she was taken to the guest room by Sofia last night, the female assistant stayed by Simon Westeros' side and didn't give her a chance.
Sabina Forely originally imagined that Westeros might come to her bedroom late at night, but this did not happen until dawn.
In addition, the relationship between the more mature Sofia Fesi and him is obviously not ordinary. Otherwise, this woman would not live here.
It is said that he also has an official girlfriend.
The current situation is, well, he is really a playboy.
Thinking of this, I felt that I might still have a chance, as long as the other two women left.
However, the difficulty seems a bit high.
With such random thoughts, after breakfast, Sofia put away everyone's tableware. She wanted to help, but noticed that his female assistant was still sitting where she was. She had some competing thoughts inexplicably and sat still.
The atmosphere in the restaurant couldn't help but be a little tense.
Until Sophia appeared again, smiled and said to Jennifer: "Jenny, can you help me pack my luggage? I'm not sure if there is anything missing."
Sensing the faint teasing hidden in Sophia's tone, Jennifer's face turned a little red and she had no choice but to stand up and walk out.
After the two women left, Sabina Forelli immediately relaxed a little, looked at the man who was still reading the newspaper, and asked for words: "Simon, are you leaving Italy?"
Simon looked up at the woman, nodded and said, "Yes, I'll leave in the morning."
Sabina Forelli was stunned for a moment and said: "This is really a pity."
"It's nothing. There will definitely be many opportunities to come over in the future."
"Oh," Sabina Forelli ran her fingers across the dining table and asked quickly and boldly: "Then, can I still see you?"
"maybe."
Simon picked up the pencil and marked an article, and looked at the beauty across the table again.
In fact, he didn't know anything about the actress.
In his memory, Sabina Forelli played a dancer who performed every night in her father's club in one of his favorite Italian movies, "La Piazza". It was a 2013 movie directed by the famous Italian director Paolo Sorrentino, and it also won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film.
Simon was impressed by many of the film's characters and the carefully chosen soundtrack.
Sabina Forelli should be twenty-four or five years old now, at the peak of her beauty as a Latin girl. However, Simon still prefers the seductive silhouette of Ramona licking the back of her hand while dancing in "The Beautiful City".
Seeing that Simon stopped talking, Sabina Forelli took the initiative to find another topic and asked: "Simon, does this house belong to you?"
Simon did not answer her question this time, but asked: "Can you dance?"
"I, um, know a little bit."
"Learn to dance when you have time," Simon marked another scene on the newspaper in front of him and said, "Next time if you have a chance, dance for me."
Sabina Forelli's eyes lit up and she asked: "Next time, when?"
Simon shrugged: "I'm not sure. Maybe there won't be a next time."
Sabina Forelli felt a little confused, but she still wrote it down seriously.
After sitting in the restaurant with the man for more than an hour, Simon finished flipping through a thick stack of more than a dozen local Italian newspapers. Sofia and Jennifer returned to the restaurant again and told Simon that their luggage had been packed and they could leave.
Simon handed Sophia the one-page memo he had just written while flipping through the newspapers and said: "Help me collect information about these people or companies. In addition, I have marked some news in these newspapers. You can make it when you have time." Newspaper clippings, and the same will apply to future news about this list in the media.”
Sofia agreed and everyone left the restaurant together.
The bodyguard was already driving and waiting outside, and Sabina Forelli also followed out. When she saw a group of people getting into the car, she didn't know whether she should take the initiative to leave. According to previous signs, there seemed to be no one else in the villa. But, there is no way he can walk back to the city, right
Sofia noticed her embarrassing situation and took the initiative before getting in the car: "Miss Furili, you can stay here for now, I will be back soon."
After the two cars drove out of the manor, Sabina Forelli returned to the villa. Feeling the silence around her, she felt a little curious for no reason, and wandered around the villa like a cat on its feet.
There were three floors of the villa, with at least seven or eight rooms on each floor. She finally found the entrance to the basement, but most of the doors were locked.
Florence Airport is not far from the southern suburbs. In less than an hour, Sofia came back again, but she was not alone. She also brought some entourage, to be precise, five young girls in their early twenties.
When Sabina Forelli looked at the girls whose appearance and temperament were not inferior to hers, she felt a little baffled, and even had some unharmonious associations. Sophia just skillfully ordered several girls to start cleaning the villa, while she herself brought some tools to the restaurant.
Following them into the restaurant, Sabina found Sofia sitting down at the dining table, using scissors to cut out pages of news based on the marks Simon made on the newspaper, and then pasting them on a large 16-karat blank bound book.
After watching quietly for a while, Sabina Forelli tentatively asked: "Ms. Fessy, do you need my help?"
Sophia looked at her, nodded and said, "Okay, just help me cut out the news that Simon marked."
Sabina Forelli took the scissors from Sofia and picked up a newspaper.
This is Corriere della Sera, one of Italy's most widely circulated newspapers. Although it has the name of an evening newspaper, it is actually a morning newspaper.
The most important news on the front page today is undoubtedly the news that Giuseppe Tornatore won the Palme d'Or for "Cinema Paradiso".
Sabina Forelli originally thought that Simon Westeros would mark this important news, but it turned out that he did not. After careful inspection, she finally found a page of marked news, but it was about the Maserati Company. Sabina Forelli knew about this luxury sports car production company and read it curiously. The news content was that Maserati was in trouble and might seek to sell it in the future.
Why mark such a news item
Does Simon Westeros want to buy Maserati
He does have this strength.
only.
Sabina Forelli thought about it, but still couldn't figure it out, so she had to cut out the report seriously and handed it to Sophia next to her.
Sofia took the news, glued it to the newspaper clippings, read it again carefully, and then compared it with the memo that Simon left before leaving with a long list of names.
Seeing the long list on the memo, Sophia felt an inexplicable surge of heat in her heart.
Fiat Group.
Armani.
Ferrero Company.
Prada.
Maserati.
Agnelli family.
Silvio Berlusconi.
…
…
Some of these names are already well-known in Italy, some are just newly wealthy, and some are still not well-known.
Sofia didn't have the doubtful feeling that Sabina Forelli had. Seeing this list, she could clearly feel some strong aggression.
Simon Westeros' aggression.
Sofia is absolutely certain that if given the opportunity, Simon will definitely take action on these lists in the memo, just like Westeros Company did when it bought a large number of technology company stocks. The continued recovery of technology stocks ahead of other sectors of the North American stock market in the past two years has already proved Simon's original foresight.
Now, Sofia can realize that the little man is no longer satisfied with this.
Or, he has never been satisfied with the rapid appreciation of his investment. What he pursues should always be endless rapid expansion. To be precise, perhaps it is to invade the world and to dominate the world.
Such an ideal may only exist in fantasy for many other people, but he has been doing this for real.
Since its birth in 1986, in less than three years, the industries under the name of Westeros Company have covered the three major fields of media, technology and fashion. The growth rate of a series of companies has exceeded that of many established families. Hundreds of years of accumulation. It is not difficult to imagine that as long as this expansion rate continues, that young man will definitely create an unprecedented wealth miracle.
Thinking of this, Sophia couldn't help but regret.
Perhaps, I should have been more proactive last night and eat this little man first, instead of waiting silently for him to take the initiative. That little man rarely seemed to take the initiative, he just took possession of everything as a matter of course.
"Ms. Fessy?"
A voice in her ears interrupted Sofia's contemplation. When she came back to her senses, she found Sabina Forelli looking at her doubtfully, and several cut newspapers had accumulated on the table.
After gathering her thoughts, Sofia began to paste these newspaper clippings carefully, and asked casually: "Florence is not the film and television center of Italy, why are you here?"
"I just finished shooting a movie in the eastern suburbs. I plan to stay in Florence for a few days. I got the invitation to last night's party from the crew." Sabina Forelli explained, He saw a girl's figure flashing outside the restaurant and asked curiously: "Ms. Feisi, are they all maids of this villa?"
"That's right," Sofia nodded and said, "However, this is just a part-time job. They are all students from several universities in Florence."
"Oh," Sabina Forelli nodded and said, "I also tried to apply for the National Film Academy a few years ago. Unfortunately, I failed. I could only try to enter the entertainment industry directly. Unfortunately, in this circle in Italy, It’s so difficult to develop, especially for actresses, and there aren’t many opportunities for actresses in Italy.”
"So, you want to go to Hollywood?"
Sabina Forelli looked over expectantly and asked: "Ms. Fessy, can you help me?"
"I can't help you, Sabina. If you look at it from the outside, none of their qualifications are worse than yours. However, you are already far ahead of them. At least, you have met Simon. Although they serve this manor , and may also know that the owner of the manor is Simon Westeros, but it is difficult to have the opportunity to meet Simon."
Sabina Forelli stopped cutting newspapers and asked tentatively: "So, what should I do next?"
Sophia smiled, shook her head and said, "I don't know, maybe you should hope that he won't forget you."