At 7 pm, the banquet hall of the Roosevelt Hotel in Hollywood was brightly lit, crowded and lively.

As a representative of the Commonwealth Bank of California, the handsome and charming Rick appeared at the venue in impeccable outfit.

Rick, who thought this was just an ordinary social occasion, regretted that he was too popular. Not long after he entered the venue, he found that there were many acquaintances among the guests. If it were the usual, Rick would naturally be happy to meet them, have a drink, talk about polite words or slutty words with each other. But now he doesn't want to do this.

Therefore, he could only stay in the corner with a low profile and try not to attract other people's attention.

Fortunately, Rick came here today, and his boss Freme did not assign him any mandatory tasks.

Although the host of the banquet, L'Oreal, a company from France, held the banquet to contact banks and seek loans to restore business in the United States, their goal is obviously to place large banks with strong capital such as Bank of America. Although small banks such as Federal Bank of California were fortunate to receive invitations, they would never be able to obtain the loan contract no matter how they thought about it.

As a credit manager, Freme saw this clearly, so he asked Rick to attend the banquet for him.

Of course, Freme did not tell Rick about these things. He just talked about the theme of the banquet and made friends with the other party if Rick had the chance.

Halfway through the banquet, several senior executives of L'Oreal's American company and representatives of several major banks in California had already talked. Seeing this, Rick was hesitating whether to complete Freme's explanation. A beautiful woman with slightly curly hair, wearing a black dress and a string of pearl necklaces on her neck held a goblet in one hand, just blocking her sight.

"Hello!"

The lady shook the wine glass in her hand and greeted her first.

At the moment of the beauty, Rick immediately threw away the plan in his mind and replied in a gentleman: "Good evening, beautiful..."

"Call me Lilian!"

"Hello, Lilian." The young gentleman smiled and said, "My name is Rick."

...

On August 21, Union Station in Los Angeles.

Evan walked out of the station with a familiarity and got into the car prepared by Haynes.

Bob and Haynes slapped, both as a handover and as a habitual movement between comrades.

Evan sat in the back seat and fastened his seat belt. After the driver Haynes was ready to move, he started the car and asked, "BOSS, go to Ingwood first, or go directly to the cottage in the forest?"

After taking the long-distance train that had been nearly three days, Evan looked a little tired and replied with a listless expression: "It's better to go back to the cabin."

"OK! Target, University Park Road."

Compared to Bob, who had few words, Haynes was much cheerful. He never closed his mouth along the way.

Evan closed his eyes and rested without stopping him from talking nonsense.

Haines kept chattering, and there was no accurate number of nonsense topics. From the lively elections nowadays to the gossip of Hollywood stars, Evan thought he was listening to stand-up comedy.

In Haynes's mouth, the presidential election is incredibly lively. Republican democracy and the third party's new progressive party, the three parties are coming and going and shattering each other, and their attraction is no less than Hollywood gossip.

Of course, as Evan's personal bodyguard, Haynes added that it would be great if the governor could be elected.

Evan did not comment on this.

"By the way, BOSS, I'm almost here to get to the destination. I'll remind you. Pay attention when opening the door. Maybe there's a surprise!"

"Um?"

Evan didn't understand, so when he was about to understand, Haines braked and the car stopped. The surrounding area was a place he knew and could not be familiar with.

Since he had arrived, Evan gave up his thoughts. He opened the car door, took the luggage from Bob, who got out of the car first, and ordered: "Bob, you go and rest too."

Bob nodded and said, "Okay."

After nodding and showing off, Evan walked towards the room with his luggage.

As for Haines, he will stay close to Evan as he succeeds from Bob.

When Evan, who had forgotten Haynes' reminder, was about to take out the key and open the door, he found that the door was not locked.

Hum? Is Audrey back?

Is this the surprise that Haynes said?

With a hint of expectation, Evan twisted the door handle and pushed the door in.

A familiar voice came from the channel to Evan's ears.

"Virginia, I'm hungry, isn't the meal ready yet?"

Evan changed into slippers at the entrance, and couldn't help but feel a little strange: "This is Dora's voice, and Virginia is also... Why are they here?"

"Dora, it seems someone has come in?"

This is Dorothy's voice.

"Is that so? I'll go and have a look."

As he said that, Dora jumped to the passage leading to the door, and happened to meet Evan, who had changed his shoes.

"Ah, Brother Evan!"

"You're back!"

Dora cheered, then spread her arms and ran towards him quickly. After walking a few steps, she jumped up and hung on Evan without any scruples like an octopus.

The big impact made Evan take two steps back. In order to prevent his sister from falling, he did not carry his luggage and wrapped a bracelet on Dora's back.

In this way, Evan came to the living room with the "pendant" and saw Dorothy, who was also squatting in front of the TV.

The brand of that TV is "SONY".

"Why are you here?"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Dora, come down and answer my question?"

Under Evan's severe reprimand, Dora then jumped off him and replied while tidying up her clothes: "Mrs. Pierce is on vacation. Virginia is bored and takes us out to play."

Evan raised his eyebrows and looked at Dora suspiciously, asking, "Is that true?"

Dora opened her eyes wide and seemed to be saying, "I'm like I'm lying?"

"Of course not!"

The person who spoke was Virginia, wearing an apron, and walking towards Dora while wiping her hands.

"Evan, you're back."

"Dora, come here, when did I say I was bored? Huh?"

Dora saw something wrong and quickly admitted her mistake and said, "I'm sorry, I said it was wrong. It was my idea to come to Los Angeles."

"Brother Evan, you're tired. Come and sit down quickly and I'll rub your shoulders."

Evan was dragged to the sofa by Dora, a pair of small hands diligently on his shoulders, making him close his eyes comfortably.

Virginia glared at Dora in anger, then returned to the kitchen.

"How many days have you been here?"

“I arrived the day before yesterday.”

“Where have you been playing?”

Dorothy said: "Cinema, beach..."

Robert added: "There are training bases."

No wonder Haynes knew it.

“Where are you planning to go next?”

Dora said, "It's not decided yet, we are discussing?"

Doroth said: "There is a Citrus Festival in San Bernardino, and I want to go and see it, but Robert doesn't want to move."

Dora interjected: "Brother Evan, he wants to remove your TV."
Chapter completed!