Chopra smiled at Abigail and said, "Sorry, William, I have to go home and cook dinner for the children. You can treat Abigail to a big meal. She doesn't have a boyfriend yet. You can try to get to know each other. Good luck. It's almost noon, so I'll go out first."
William stood up and shook hands with Chopra. "Thank you, Ms. Chopra. You're a good person. Thank you again. Maybe I should go to your house and thank you in person one day."
Chopra said in surprise, "Really? Then Trish will be very happy. I welcome you to my house, William. "
William laughed and replied, "No problem. Maybe I can go to your house with Miss Abigail." Seeing that Abigail didn't mind what he said, William was very happy.
Chopra and William looked at each other and showed an encouraging look. "That's the best. William, it's a deal. When you and Abigail have a result, you must come together."
"Okay, I'll be there."
After William walked Chopra to the door of the office, the warm-hearted woman took William's arm and whispered, "William, you have to be careful of some guys. Some people use strange things to trick rich people like you."
"Okay, thank you for your reminder. I'll be careful. Thank you again, Ms. Chopra."
"Bye, William, Abigail. Have a nice date, haha." Chopra winked at Abigail and waved goodbye with a smile.
After Chopra left, William walked to the opposite side of Abigail and sat down with a natural expression. As he spoke, he carefully observed Abigail's expression and heartbeat. Under the premise that Abigail didn't show any disgust, William shamelessly attacked, making the beauty cover her mouth and laugh.
After chatting for more than half an hour, they naturally went to the Michelin three-star restaurant that William and Riley had mentioned for lunch.
When they were ordering, William received a call from the killer at the Continental Hotel. After apologizing to Abigail, William walked out of the restaurant to answer the call.
After exchanging a few words with Mr. Killer, he called Shaw. It turned out that the two of them were already on the same page. Shaw planned to add something to his lunch.
If he succeeded, Shaw would be able to handle it himself without the help of the assassin from the Continental Hotel.
William didn't have much of an opinion about this. He just wanted to deal with Ian and the others.
William, who had been silent all this while, finally agreed and hung up the phone. He walked back to the table and ordered a bottle of Latour from the waiter in a good mood. He watched the beautiful woman drink the good wine. When she finished the third bottle of Latour, which cost 20,000 yuan a bottle,
After drinking the bottle of Latour, they held hands at the table. At three o 'clock in the afternoon, they walked out of the restaurant hand in hand with masks on.
When the two of them were eating and chatting, William was very interested in the Chinese cultural relics, so Abigail brought William to the Freer Art Museum.
The Freer Art Museum was famous for its precious and rare East Asian cultural relics. The founder, Freer, was fascinated by the charming and distant Chinese culture. Therefore, he obtained many ancient treasures from China through various channels.
There were nearly 30,000 cultural relics collected here. There were more than 1,200 ancient paintings of China, which was the most in the United States.
William and Abigail held hands and looked at the antiques one by one. To William's surprise, Abigail had a deep understanding of the antiques of the Great Celestial Empire. She could name any antique of the Great Celestial Empire, and her research on fine antiques was even deeper.
This made William want Abigail to help him pick out the antiques in Europe. With this idea in mind, William paid more attention to Abigail.
But he didn't know what Abigail was thinking. Anyway, let's do it first. We'll see after we work out.
After more than two hours of shopping, William held Abigail's hand and walked out of the museum when it was about to close.
After they came out, William took out his phone and looked at it. He wondered why Shaw hadn't replied to his call. Could there be an accident?
With this question in mind, William was a little absent-minded when he had dinner with Abigail. Fortunately, things didn't go the way he was worried.
At around eight o 'clock in the evening, William received a call when they were watching a movie in the cinema. Although Ian and the rest had been taken care of, Shaw was fatally injured. The assassin from the Continental Hotel had brought Shaw to a special doctor in the past few hours, but the effect was not great. Before Shaw died, he asked the assassin to record a video and a letter.
The video was for Shaw's family, and the letter was for William.
William was a little emotional. He asked the assassin to send the things to Washington. There was a cafe not far from the hotel where he was staying. Someone would pick up the video and the letter at 24 o 'clock.
Although William wasn't sad at all when he heard the bad news, he was still a little unhappy. Man proposes, God disposes. If God wanted him to die, he had to die.
After watching the stupid romance movie, the two went straight back to the hotel, put down their belongings, and went to the gym.
The two of them worked out happily in the gym for almost two hours. Abigail was not familiar with the fitness equipment, which made William, who was teaching Abigail how to use the fitness equipment, very happy. The two of them were very satisfied with the result of working out together.
After the workout, Abigail, who was drinking water to replenish her hydration, confessed to William that her biggest wish was to build a big museum that she built with her own hands. But in the United States, no one would give hundreds of millions of dollars to a 22-year-old woman to build a museum.
Moreover, Abigail had a moderate shopping problem. Although the director of the National Archives had a good reputation, the salary was too low for her. Her monthly salary of less than 10,000 dollars could not satisfy her shopping desire.
Now that William, a handsome and rich man, had appeared, Abigail leaned toward William without hesitation. As long as William could satisfy her wish to build a museum, Abigail didn't mind working out with William often.
She even joked that with the handsome William accompanying her, she didn't lose out.
William was secretly happy about Abigail's wish to build a museum. It was like having someone send a pillow to him when he was sleepy.
After agreeing with Abigail that the museum must be built in Oxford or London, and most of the collection must be Chinese antiques, William happily agreed to Abigail's request.
He had the idea of buying Chinese antiques in Europe, and had already started to do so. Now he had Abigail, who might become his assistant, to help him. It couldn't be better for him.
William also generously told Abigail that as long as she was the one who bought the real antiques, Abigail would get a bonus of 1% for each one, and her salary would be 50,000 dollars a month.
Abigail rolled her eyes at William when she heard that it was only 1%. "God, haven't you thought about how much 1% is? Even if you spend 100 million dollars a year to buy antiques, my bonus is only 1 million dollars. Am I still your woman? William. "
William ignored Abigail's rolling eyes and said with a smile, "Of course, but everything needs a process of familiarity. My dear, it's the same for us. When we get familiar with each other, your bonus will increase, I promise."
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