“My dream is to lie in a pile of banknotes and count them. x”
On the coast of Los Angeles, on the ivory-colored beach, Roberts, lying on a beach chair, put down the champagne in his hand and said these words leisurely.
"This is not your dream before... I remember holding Scarlett in my left hand and Megan Fox in my right hand, lying on Marissa Miller's lap and eating peeled grapes." Nick, wearing sunglasses, tilted his head. He glanced at Roberts and teased.
"That's just a phased goal. There will be many phased goals in a person's life." Roberts laughed.
"What now?"
"It happened last night."
Not far away, a beautiful woman in a bikini was playing volleyball on the beach.
The sound of rustling waves in the distance is pushed by the white waves.
The sea breeze carrying the scent of coconut blew in, and looking at the turbulent waves, Roberts could not help but narrowed his eyes with pleasure.
Inexplicably, he spoke suddenly.
"Did you know? My friend, until now, I still think that 11 tons of gold was the most successful investment in my life."
"Isn't that the ticket?" Nick asked.
"No." Roberts shook his head and smiled triumphantly, "If you think about it carefully, I was first trapped in a sack by Mexican drug lords and drowned in the sea, and then I was chased away by the FBI and Lockheed Martin's 'salesman' When did the arms broker, who travels all over the world just to make some hard-earned money, start operating?"
"It seems like the moment you wash your hands from the golden basin." Nick shrugged.
From that moment on, their lives became noticeably richer.
"No, no, no, man, you are wrong." Roberts shook his head and said with a smile, "There are too many people who have washed their hands of others. For example, the Mexican guy who once introduced me to the industry is now on the street next to the Avenue of Stars. The burrito shop where he went to make meatballs. I would go take care of his business every Saturday, even though the Mexican food was really terrible... "
"So that's what you're trying to say."
"Experience at the poker table. If you're always losing money, all you need to do is find a lucky gambler and bet with him."
"...This is really a messy experience." Nick said with a bitter smile.
In Alaska, you would lose your pants if you play like this.
Leisure on the beach only lasts until evening, but partying lasts from dusk until late at night.
Roberts took out a bottle of vintage red wine from the villa's wine cellar, carried two wine glasses, and went to the balcony.
Grinning, he sat down opposite Nick, threw the wine glass on the table, took off the cork from the red wine bottle, and filled it for the two of them.
"Not spending time with your new girlfriend."
"New girlfriend?" Roberts smiled and shook his head, "When dealing with these people, you can't show that you are more anxious than she is. Speaking of Nick, it's time for you to find a partner. The most terrifying thing in Hollywood is not scandals, but being raped. People forget.”
"Have it already."
"Yes?" Roberts looked at his old friend in surprise, "When... I mean, why didn't you tell me?"
"I've told you several times, but you seem to forget every time."
Roberts smiled, wiped his nose and leaned on the chair.
"Let me think about it..."
"It's Ukrainian, in my hometown."
"I remember, the last time you went back to visit the grave...wait, that was a few years ago?"
"Six years ago, this year I planned to bring her to Los Angeles. She wanted to come here to study in college."
Roberts opened his mouth.
It always felt like there were a lot of things to complain about, but because there were so many flaws, he didn't know where to start.
"Forget it, everyone's concept of feelings is different," Roberts finally shook his head and ended the topic.
The two of them chatted about past events, and then they talked about that man.
Recalling the funeral he saw on TV yesterday, Nick asked after a moment of silence.
"Is he dead?"
"Do you think he's dead?" Roberts asked with a smile.
"I don't know... but no one can survive an explosion of that level." Nick said.
"I think so too, but my friend, if you think about it from another angle, there was no time when we thought this bastard was dead, but in the end he miraculously survived." Roberts fell for himself again. He drank a glass of red wine and said with a grin.
"But… "
"I know, this sounds ridiculous, but I still believe that he will not die so simply." Roberts said with a smile, leaning on the chair with his legs crossed.
At this moment, the car lights came on on the road north of the balcony, and the sound of car engines outside the yard grew closer and closer.
Roberts held the chair with both hands, stood up a little drunkenly, and pointed to the stairs.
"I'll go down below and have a look."
With that said, he walked downstairs.
Because he was worried about Roberts, Nick put down his glass and followed him.
When he walked to the entrance, high heels clicked on the ground outside the door, and soon there was a knock on the entrance.
"Let me guess who it is this time."
"No need to guess, you won't be able to guess it, although I can probably guess who it is..."
Taking a deep breath, Roberts rehearsed a surprised expression on his face, returned to normal and opened the door.
"Oh...Jennifer, why are you back?" Roberts looked at the woman standing at the door in "surprise", as if he was really surprised.
"I..." Biting her lower lip, Jennifer lowered her head, her golden hair blocking her red eyes, "I thought about it carefully for a long time after I got home... I shouldn't have said those words to you."
"Well, you really shouldn't have said those words to me." Roberts said with a smile, leaning on the door frame with his arm.
"Then, are you willing to forgive me?" Jennifer said anxiously.
"certainly."
The voice sounded like the sound of nature.
Jennifer raised her head suddenly, looked at Roberts in surprise, and covered her lips and nose with her clasped hands.
"Roberts... Oh, I'm sorry, I really am, I really am..."
"It's so emotional, isn't it?"
"Well... I never thought you would forgive me, I just... can you lend me your shoulder for a little while?" Jennifer's eyes flashed with tears of excitement, and she said in a crying voice.
Although I never loved him.
Although even if I come back now, it is only for the sake of profit.
But at this moment, she looked at the man who had opened the door to her who had betrayed her...
For a moment, she felt a little flutter in her heart.
Looking at the expression on Jennifer's face, Nick, who was standing behind Roberts, sighed, turned around and walked upstairs.
He had already guessed what Roberts would do.
To be honest, he really felt that his old friend could be described as having a bad taste when it came to his treatment of women.
"Sorry no."
The crying stopped suddenly, and the expression on Jennifer's face froze.
"About twenty-four hours ago, I lent my shoulder to someone else... Speaking of which, you should know each other." Roberts smiled with a smile on his face, showing his white teeth.
"This is impossible, you must be lying to me..."
Without saying a word, Roberts turned around and shouted upstairs.
"Miss Hathaway, your friend is at the door."
"Who... Jennifer? Why are you here? I remember you and Roberts have..." Wearing sexy pajamas, Hathaway walked downstairs. When she saw Jennifer standing at the door, the expression on her face changed. The time is a bit awkward.
After all, she was the one who took the initiative to approach Roberts.
Although it was after Jennifer broke up with him, being with her best friend's ex-boyfriend was not something worth publicizing.
"It's okay, my baby, she and I are over. It was you who walked into my heart when I needed someone to comfort me most." Before Jennifer could speak, Roberts put his arms around Hathaway's arms. Waist, stared into her eyes as if no one else was around, and said affectionately.
"Roberts..."
Facing a veteran in love, Hathaway finally couldn't resist.
Jennifer stood at the door, her face flushed and her whole body shaking.
"You bastard!"
After a long time, she finally squeezed out such a curse from the gap between her lips through gritted teeth, turned around in tears, and ran away as if she collapsed. r
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