Chapter 477: Brighter than Ivana(2/2)
Well… the camera and the memory of the camera!
Click! Click! Click!
The flash illuminated the surroundings as if it were during the day. If there were no reporters in front of him, Abel and Elizabeth probably wouldn't be able to open their eyes.
at the same time.
After discovering that it was this person, the reporters around were all excited as if they were injected with chicken blood:
"Mr. Seifrosa! Now attending Mr. Bloomberg's cocktail party, are you and Mr. Bloomberg reaching any commercial cooperation? Are you going to invest in Bloomberg, or is Mr. Bloomberg preparing to invest in Oasis Investment?! I am a reporter from the [Wall Street Journal]. Can you please answer?"
"Mr. Seifrosa! I am Andre Silu of the New York Times! Who would you choose to talk to at today's cocktail party?"
"Hello, Mr. Seifrosa! I am Jessica Kenbe, I used to be a model! I want to give you an exclusive interview, our [New York Fortune Weekly]..."
“…”
The noise around is definitely more lively than any celebrity or rich man appeared just now. Even a heartthrob like Ivana can't compare to him who has become so popular recently.
Wealth myth, investment genius, Hollywood goddess killer, the most generous and rich man in history, the most handsome billionaire in history, the rich son-in-law in the fantasy of a famous lady...
Countless tags hit him. And any of these tags is the one that all men in the world want the most. Now all these tags are concentrated on him alone.
It is conceivable.
Whether it is a woman or a man, whether it is someone who likes him or doesn't like him, he will definitely be curious about him.
What the audience likes.
It's what the media and journalists like.
Especially this guy likes to create big news so much...
The media industry in the entire United States of America has increased by several percentage points in the era of economic downturn in this era of economic downturn.
Many experts and analysts believe that this is because everyone loves to watch Sefrosa.
that is.
This young super rich man gave the media and journalists a bowl of rice with his own strength.
Why don’t everyone like him?
It's simply hollowed out.
Digging out Abel's news of all sizes.
Facing the crazy media industry friends, Abel smiled.
None of them responded.
Just joined hands with Elizabeth Holmes, who also had a dignified and delicate smile, and walked towards the [New York Manhattan Senior Private Core Club] selected by Bloomberg.
Leave the lights on the back.
There are also friends from the crazy media industry who are injected with noise like chicken blood.
Walking while walking.
Elizabeth Holmes chuckled in his ear, "You are so popular. My dear cousin, they are so crazy! Compared with the crazy welcome you are now, even at my peak, it is only 1/10 of that here at most."
"If you can double their bonuses... I believe you can also be welcomed like this crazy!"
Abel said softly disapprovingly.
He wouldn't think he was so popular with media reporters.
Media journalists like themselves so much.
It’s nothing more than being able to make big news frequently. The media and newspaper customers like to read news reports about themselves very much.
Because there are many shocking news he created, which of course makes these guys even happier and like it even more.
For example, you will destroy many Hollywood goddesses; for example, you earned 7.2 billion US dollars in three hours; for example, your wealth invades Hollywood today; for example...
Too many.
He has never done small things.
"Haha...I just love to see you like this! Keep it up, my dear brother!"
Elizabeth smiles like a flower.
The crispy perfume she sprayed on her body and the light jasmine smell made Abel very happy.
This cousin... is really a beautiful girl.
The two joined hands.
Walked in.
1. The building that looks inconspicuous on the outside is even a little publicly traded, but it is magnificent inside.
The most core banquet hall has already come to many New York celebrities at this time. At this time, people are mostly walking around in it. Some two people, some threes and fours are gathered together to chat. From time to time, they can be seen nodding or shaking their heads, and laughing.
A beautiful and exquisite stage, decorated with various high-tech lighting, is in the middle, with a round dining table underneath, and a large bunch of pink flowers in the middle of the table. Waiters wearing white shirts and black vests and bows are constantly passing by the crowd to deliver champagne and red wine.
There are men and women in the waiter.
But there is one characteristic, that is, all handsome men and beautiful women are all.
“What a great cocktail party!”
Watch all this.
Elizabeth Holmes sincerely praised.
"Who said no?"
Looking at the cocktail party, there were a large number of beauties passing by.
Abel couldn't help but cooperate with the word.
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Abel and Elizabeth Holmes just entered.
Inside the media area outside.
A female journalist with a beautiful appearance and an amazing figure, not much less than those Victoria's Secret models.
She gritted her teeth.
Avoid the crowd area, walked to a place where there was no one, took out his cell phone, and made a phone call.
"Hey! Andrew! fxxk! I promised you, I'll sleep with you for one night! But you have to make me a waiter inside!"
"Haha... Jessica Kenbe, come here..."
Listen to the other party report an address.
It is the back door of this building.
[New York Fortune Weekly] Special correspondent, Jessica Kenbe, who was once a model, gritted his teeth.
He thought hatefully: "When I get to the rich man inside, I still want to touch me! I keep it all the time and want to sell it for a good price! You are just a slacker, just wait to lose your job!"
Chapter completed!