Chapter 566

"Are you done talking?" A melodious voice sounded beside Adrian's ear, and Kate appeared with a flowery smile on her face. She was wearing a long black dress, and her hair was left behind, revealing her delicate collarbone and snow-white neck. She held a small handbag in her hand, and there was a hint of mystery in her elegance, and a hint of sexiness in her elegance.

"That's obvious. I'm not Krau, and I'm not as good at this as he is." Adriaan shrugged.

"It's rare to hear you admit that there are times when you're not good at it." Kate raised her eyebrows in surprise, but the smile on her face didn't fade.

"There's no such thing as an all-rounder in this world. Isn't it better to admit that you have shortcomings?" Adriaan spread his hands, and then smiled as he reached out and gently stroked her face. "You're so happy tonight, are there a lot of men hitting on you?"

In fact, he knew why Kate was happy. When he introduced her to the guests at the cocktail party, he used the term "girlfriend". Women were sometimes easy to satisfy.

"Yes, there are a lot, including the one you've been paying attention to." Kate rolled her eyes at him, and then looked at a middle-aged man who was talking to two or three people in the distance. The man looked to be in his early fifties, and he also had a square face. His hair was a little sparse, but he always had a confident look, and he liked to talk loudly. At a glance, one could tell that he was the kind of person who was good at showing off.

"You can tell?" Adriaan looked at Kate in disbelief.

"Of course, don't forget that I spend a lot of time with you. Although … I'm not as good as Charley, I still have the ability to read people's expressions." Kate sighed softly, but then she smiled and said, "Don't worry, I believe most people here haven't noticed."

She actually started to use the nickname Charley … Adriaan looked at her in surprise, but he didn't show it. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man and asked in a half-joking tone, "So, if I want to go to him, can you introduce me to him?"

If there was anything he gained from tonight's cocktail party, it was meeting this guy, one of the judges selected by Adriaan for America's Top Model. Of course, there were other reasons for choosing this guy, such as a reality show in the future. But tonight, after carefully observing him for a long time, Adriaan found something more interesting. This guy should have a lot of connections in New York.

Although the "real estate king" title was somewhat exaggerated, it was largely because he liked to show off in front of the media. After all, he had been operating in New York for so long. Although he was currently in the most difficult times, he was still a member of the billionaire club, so it was not surprising that he had a wide range of connections. Even with his uncle's help on the East Coast, Adrian didn't mind opening up more routes. Never put all your eggs in one basket.

All it took was a small sum of money to gain his favor, so why not? It was always better to provide charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake. Anyway, without his help, the other party could survive this period of time. Besides, the prospects of real estate in the 21st century were quite hot. He just needed to remember when to withdraw.

"Yes, I know, but it won't be for long. Everything has its ups and downs. Since things can't get any worse, it's only a matter of time before they rebound. I have no doubt about that." When someone expressed his pessimism about the continuing downturn in real estate, the middle-aged man said in a relaxed tone, still full of confidence, but his voice was a little too loud.

"I agree with this. Most of the time, success belongs to those who persist." A voice interrupted at this time. The middle-aged man turned his head and saw a man in his thirties with a smile in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Trump, I am Adrian Kewell." The man then reached out his hand.

"Please call me Donald." The other party was a little confused at first, but then his eyes lit up. As a person who often dealt with the media, how could he not know the name Adrian Kewell. "I didn't expect to meet you here, Mr. Adriaan. You are really young."

Then he noticed Kate and suddenly showed an expression of realization. "So Miss Kate's boyfriend is you. No wonder. Such a beautiful and charming lady should naturally be matched with a handsome man like you."

"Thank you, Donald. You can call me Adriaan or Eide." Adriaan smiled and didn't comment on the other party's compliment.

"Why, Eide is also interested in real estate?" Donald Trump didn't stand on ceremony. Besides, it was not his style to be polite.

"Not really. Maybe I have a lot of mature views in the media, but I don't have enough understanding of real estate." Adriaan shrugged. "I just agree with what you said. It is said that Donald Trump is a person who never gives up. Although today is the first time we met, I think this sentence is very pertinent."

"Of course, the only one who can beat me is myself." Trump laughed and accepted all of Adriaan's compliments.

"I can't give definite evidence yet, but I believe that the real estate industry will recover soon. If you want to intervene, now is the best time," he said immediately. Although Adriaan said it discreetly, how could he not hear it?

"Is that so?" Adriaan smiled but didn't continue on this topic. "Frankly speaking, I was a little hesitant at first, but now I am confident that inviting you will be a good choice."

"Invite me?" Trump looked at him, puzzled.

"Yes, it is a very interesting plan." Adriaan said as he looked at the time. "Oh, I'm sorry, Kate and I have to leave first. Maybe we can …"

"I will hold a reception at home the night after tomorrow. I don't know if Eide would like to come?" Trump said immediately.

"Great, I will be there on time." Adriaan nodded.

Coming out of the luxury apartment, the cold wind suddenly hit them. Although the snow on the streets had been cleared, there were still many plants and some places that the cleaners couldn't reach, adding a bit of charm to the city.

"Aren't you worried about coming out so early?" Kate, who was arranging the scarf for Adriaan, asked.

"It's not too late. Besides, I have already contacted the people I should contact. Even my uncle can't say anything about me." Adriaan shrugged with a smile and took Kate's arm after she was too late.

"I thought you were going to talk to that … Donald Trump for a long time." Kate then leaned on him.

"I had that plan, but I suddenly remembered that you and I haven't had a good time in New York yet, so I declined this conversation," Adriaan said as he came to the car, opened the door, and gestured to Kate.

He didn't lie. Of course, the reason he chatted with Trump and arranged a time for the next meeting was mainly to whet the other party's appetite first. Only by testing him could he maximize the benefits on his side. There was a short pause before Trump said that he would hold a reception at home. Obviously, this reception didn't happen initially. It showed that he had great expectations for Adriaan. These were all important information.

However, it was a fact that he hadn't walked around New York with Kate for a long time. In addition, he didn't want to stay too long at the reception, so he took the opportunity to bring Kate out.

"Really?" Kate sat in the front passenger seat and looked at Adrian. There was a faint smile on her face, and her eyes were very bright. She seemed to have seen something, but it was also possible that she didn't.

"Of course. Tell me about the next itinerary. I'll listen to you." Adriaan leaned over and gently kissed her cheek. "While the little guy is with Aunt, tonight will be just the two of us."

"Well, then let's go to Central Park first. If there are people skating, we'll join them, and then go to Broadway to watch the show. We'll talk about the rest later. In addition, I'm still hungry. You should go buy something to eat. "

"Happy to be at your service, dear."

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Despite the delay in returning to Los Angeles, Adriaan still kept in touch with Claude and told him about Trump's considerations.

"No, no, no, I'm not going to enter the real estate market. I just want to invest in him once, in terms of connections. As far as I'm concerned, I'm optimistic about this guy. Although he's a bit arrogant and likes to attract attention, he's definitely not a supercilious fool. "Adriaan explained his new idea.

Claude didn't think too long before he agreed. Because the preparations for America's Next Top Model were going well, TBS's planning department mostly expressed support for inviting Donald Trump to be one of the judges. He also knew a lot about this person. In addition to the detailed analysis by the planning department, Claude also had people collect a lot of information about Trump. If Adriaan's opinion was correct, it would not be a problem to invest a small amount of money.

The matter was settled. In addition, Adriaan didn't forget something else.

"Nada." The bedroom door opened, and Sheila poked her head out. "It's almost ten o 'clock. Don't go to bed too late."

"Got it, Mom." Natalie, who was sitting upright at the desk, smiled. After her mother left, she rolled her eyes and let out a long sigh. Then she returned to her previous posture. She leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs on the book, and flipped the pen between her fingers. She stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Just then, a faint ringtone sounded in the bookcase behind her. Natalie was stunned. After she realized that she wasn't hallucinating, she immediately stretched out her arm to open the bookcase and took out a cell phone that was considered relatively small in this era.

"Um … Hello? Who is it? " She opened it and asked carefully, but her expression became slightly excited. This was a gift from him. Nominally, it was for convenience of contact, but only a few people knew the phone number.

"I'm not doing this kind of boring game." When she heard the voice clearly, a trace of a smile suddenly spread from the corner of her mouth. "I'm not … What?!"

Before she could finish, Natalie suddenly screamed and wanted to jump up. But at this time, the chair was still leaning back, and only two legs were supporting her on the ground. She suddenly lost her balance and immediately fell from the chair.

"It hurts." The girl gritted her teeth and stood up. Then she quickly picked up the phone and said, "No … It's nothing. I accidentally fell. Where did you say you were?"

She hurried to the window with the phone, opened the curtains, and looked out into the street. Soon, under the illumination of the street lamps, she found a figure standing under a tree across the street. She couldn't help but feel sweet in her heart. She immediately raised her hand and waved, but she said, "So uncreative. It's no different from last year."

Even so, Natalie quickly took out a pair of binoculars from the drawer and held it in front of her eyes to look across the street. "Ha, I can see you very clearly … So disgusting, how can you kiss the phone … Um, that's more like it. Do you want me to answer it?"

As she spoke, she put down the binoculars and kissed the palm of her hand. Then, she raised it to her mouth and gently blew on it. Then, she let out a joyful giggle. Just like that, the two of them chatted on the phone across the street.

"Of course not. You know, Mom and Dad don't celebrate Thanksgiving. But it's okay, the street is still very festive."

"Can't I? Okay, you must come on Christmas or New Year's. I miss you very much too. "

"I know, I know. I have enough patience. Don't be so nervous."

Before they knew it, half an hour had passed. When Natalie realized this, she had to get ready to end the call.

"It's a little late, I have to rest … Um ha, then good night … Well, what benefits do you want … Don't even think about it!" As Natalie spoke, she angrily slammed off the phone and made a face toward the street. Then, she put down the curtains and threw the phone back into the bookcase. She jumped onto the bed and hugged the pillow. Her face was faintly blushing.

That damn guy actually made me moan to him on the phone. Didn't he hear enough last time?! Natalie thought angrily, but her mind couldn't help but think of the last situation. At first, she just pretended to moan a few words. Who knew that she inexplicably entered the zone, and in the end, she actually began to masturbate!

Damn guy, it's all your fault! Natalie punched the pillow unhappily, and her face became redder. When she was masturbating, she recalled the scenes that she had peeped on.

After a long time, she finally regained her calmness. After a sigh of relief, she looked up at the ceiling with a little more confusion in her eyes. Her brows also slightly furrowed.

You said … I should strive to get into Harvard?

Yes, it's good for your future development. Any Ivy League school is fine, preferably Yale or Princeton, but overall, Harvard is the most suitable for you. In addition, you must graduate once you get in!

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"Hey, Eide, I've been waiting for you for a long time." As soon as Adriaan entered the living room, Trump's enthusiastic voice came over. "And the beautiful Kate."

"It's an honor to attend your reception." Adriaan, who was holding Kate's arm, said with a smile. He glanced around the living room. There were really a lot of people, and many of them were people that he had seen at the previous reception. The fact that so many rich and powerful people could be invited to an impromptu reception meant that his judgment of Trump's connections was correct.

"Let me introduce …" Trump then pulled him to introduce the few people he had just talked to.

Among them were bankers, fund managers, and his peers. After a few appropriate words, Adriaan immediately realized that Trump was taking advantage of the situation. He smiled to himself and began to cooperate well. This situation did not last long, and Trump said goodbye to them.

"Unfortunately, I have something to discuss with Eide in private. Excuse me for a moment." He said.

"I'll leave for a while and be back soon." Adriaan said to Kate.

"I know. Go ahead." Kate smiled and did not say much.

Then the two entered Trump's study one after the other.

"Would you like something to drink? I have the best red wine from Mouton Chateau here. "Trump said with a smile after making a gesture for him to sit.

"No, no, I don't usually drink at this time." Adriaan shook his head gently.

"So …" He then opened the cigar box.

"I don't smoke." Adriaan still smiled and shook his head.

"That's a pity. This is a good Cuban cigar." Trump raised the cigar to his nose and sniffed it, then sighed with regret. "If I can't enjoy life, that would be such a terrible thing."

But he immediately laughed again. "But this is a good habit. I don't smoke cigars, and I don't drink hard liquor. This is all prepared for the guests. Life should be enjoyed, but it should also be enjoyed in moderation. "

"That's true." Adriaan nodded in agreement.

"Well, then let's talk business now. What is the invitation you mentioned, Eide?" After pouring himself a glass of red wine, Trump sat down.

"Simply put, our cable TV station is currently preparing a reality show. I hope to invite you to be one of the judges." Adriaan spread his hands.

Trump's eyes widened. Fortunately, the glass was not brought to his mouth. Otherwise, he might have spat it out looking at his current state.

"Sorry, did I … hear wrong?" Trump looked at him with some surprise.

"I'm very serious about inviting you, Donald." Adriaan smiled. "This is a model show. Among the judges, we need someone who doesn't work in this field, but is very knowledgeable and has her own unique opinions."

"Why me?" Trump narrowed his eyes. His tone was very calm and unreadable.

"Because no one is more suitable than you. You are a well-known real estate king. You have been the president of several beauty pageants. You have far more exposure than your peers. You are a person who doesn't like to hide behind the scenes and is full of desire to show yourself." Adriaan crossed his hands on his knees. "I can't think of anyone who can replace you."

"Really?" Trump's voice sounded noncommittal, but the proud expression on his face fell into Adriaan's eyes.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Then the door of the study was opened, and a clear and sweet voice floated in. "Dad!"