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Chapter 62: Absurd Party 3

Chapter 62: Absurd Party 3
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Yafen stopped. She was frozen in her spot.

Clearly, she couldn’t ignore this man’s threat.

“Bob, are you threatening my friends?”

Just then, a baritone voice sounded. Steven appeared behind the man called Bob.

Bob’s expression went stiff and then shrunk back.

“Mr. Steven, I’m sorry. I didn’t know they’re your friends.” With that, Bob turned and slipped away in disgrace.

“Chen, who is this beautiful lady beside you?” Steven walked over with a smile as if nothing had happened.

“Hello, Mr. Steven. I’m Yafen.” Yafen immediately had a fangirl’s expression. She looked at Steven with admiration.

As expected of an actress, Yafen’s expression was just right. She was excited and her eyes were reverent but not overly so.

“Hello. Are you an actress?”

“Yes. I’m from Anthony Management.”

“Oh, I’m filming a movie recently. There’s a third female lead. Miss Yafen, you can audition for it if you’re willing.”

“Really? Thank you.”

In Hollywood, most actors knew what company was filming what. Especially for a big director like Steven, one could say that everyone knew that he was filming a super grade A movie. Every speaking role was fought over by every management company.

The biggest role Yafen had played before was in a TV show. She played a character that only lived for half an episode. She’d never even dreamed that she could receive Steven’s invitation to play the third female lead in a class A movie.

It was only an audition, but since Steven had said it, this role would be hers if she performed well.

“Miss Yafen, would you mind if I speak to Chen?”

“Of course.” Yafen knew when to leave.

It was obvious that Steven had a close relationship with Chen Zhao. Yafen knew that she was probably invited to the audition because of Chen Zhao too.

She voluntarily bid farewell to Steven. Of course, she didn’t forget Chen Zhao either.

“Chen, how’s your relationship with that woman?”

“Not bad, but not as close as you think. If you changed the requirements for the role because of me to give it to her, it’s unnecessary. Of course, if that role suits her, I’ll thank you for her.”

“It’s not actually that important—around ten minutes or so of screentime. After editing, it probably won’t even be ten minutes. It won’t affect the core of the movie at all.”

“Oh, right. What’s with that Bob?”

“He’s a well-known pervert producer in the circle. The girls that he plays with all have irresable scars and psychological trauma, so not every woman is willing to have sex with him.”

This explained it. Bob seemed to be pretty influential. Logically, Yafen shouldn’t have rejected him. However, she still did because Bob was a pervert.

“He won’t threaten Yafen’s future, right?”

“He’s a smart man.”

“That’s good.”

“Chen, how did you connect Daniel’s leg back?”

“Uh…”

“Chen, don’t hide it from me. I know about Daniel’s injury that day. I know that his leg was amputated too.”

“Alright, it was me. You don’t have that kind of needs, right?”

“I don’t know, but that doesn’t mean I or people around me won’t in the future. I hope that if I ask you for help one day, you’ll remember that we’re friends and help me.”

America valued relationships even more than in China.

Take Hollywood as an example. Many profitable projects took investments from familiar people or companies. Outsider money was rarely able to enter Hollywood, no matter the sum.

“I can only that I’ll try my best. I’m not all-powerful. At least, I can’t bring the dead back to life.”

“Of course. I understand.”

Just then, Paul walked over from the back. “Mr. Chen, Mr. Steven, Rasfa invites you two to the secret room.”

There was a secret room?

“Mr. Rasfa is inside. Please enter.”

It was the rear room on the third floor. When Chen Zhao pushed the door open, he saw naked girls under the dim light. Rasfa was lying in the arms of two girls. There was another one under him.

“Chen, Steven, come on.”

A few girls were already approaching them to take off their clothes.

This was too lowly! Too lowly…but Chen Zhao couldn’t ignore the temptation.

He looked at the two old guys and then at himself. Yes, he definitely had more baggage…

The secret room was fully equipped. There was a 3×3 swimming pool filled with red wine.

Che Zhao leaned against the side of the pool and girls served him voluntarily. There were also two girls before him doing each other for a vulgar show.

Rich people really knew how to play…

Chen Zhao didn’t know how long had passed. He only knew that it had been a few hours and it was probably the middle of the night now.

When he woke up, he found himself still soaking in the red wine with a girl draped across him.

Girls lay scattered everywhere. Steven and Rasfa were lying in piles of women.

Chen Zhao shook his head and got up to pick up his clothes. He walked into the shower. Even after rinsing, he still smelled like wine.

If he really soaked for a whole night, he would probably get bloated.

He exited the bathroom and got his clothes. He was about to leave when Rasfa woke up. “Chen, you’re leaving?”

“Yes. Rest up. I should get back.”

“Chen, I’m sorry for this offense. Please forgive me.”

“Since I came to this party, it means that I don’t mind. Oh, right… Thanks for your hospitality.”

How did men get past grudges? By drinking, f*cking girls, and bullsh*tting around together.

“Your friend is in room number two on the floor below.”

When Chen Zhao pushed open that door, he found Ethan lying with two naked girls. The bed was a mess. It looked like he’d just experienced a war.

“Ethan, Ethan.” Chen Zhao patted Ethan’s face.

Ethan gradually woke up. “Chen…what time is it?”

“Time to leave.”

Ethan looked at the girls beside him, a bit unwilling to leave. “Fine…”

When the two left the mansion, Paul appeared again with great timing. “Mr. Chen, Mr. Ethan, Mr. Rasfa told me to drive you two back.”

“Paul, it’s so late. Go back and rest.”

“Mr. Chen, you don’t have a license, right? Mr. Ethan had a lot to drink too. I’m afraid he can’t drive.”

“But Ethan’s car is still here.”

“I’ll have someone send it to Mr. Ethan’s home tomorrow.”

“My things are in his cars, along with my pets.”

“I’ll take them to your home tomorrow too.”

“Okay then.”

Paul drove Chen Zhao and Ethan to the motel in Rasfa’s luxury car.

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