"...Really? If what you said is true, then I would like to date him and talk. Maybe if you have the opportunity to let him experience it, hehe..."

Arthur in the hotel suite looked speechless, but his eyes were flashing with bright light and watching the entertainment news broadcasting on TV. The picture was a reporter interviewing a white printed waist-closing windbreaker. Tingting and pleasant, and full of winds.

Kelly Brooke, 30 years old, is a British supermodel and actress. She is also known as the most touching British actress in 50 years because of her angel face and devilish figure. Her fame is even greater than Jili Hazel, and the title of the Ninth Miracle is also shared by her and Jili...

At least half of the British men think she is the "ninth miracle" in the world. All this is naturally attributed to her sensual figure, energetic personality, youth, and stylish style. I have to say that she is indeed very beautiful now.

"...Hihehe, of course, my figure is no longer comparable to when I was 20 years old. Although they are real, they are not as they were back then. However, I believe that you will definitely not disappoint you. I believe you can find my phone number, remember to call me, and I will wait for you!"

Seeing Kelly Brooke throwing eyes at her through the screen, Arthur had to sigh at her wise and good at dancing. So easily created an eye-catching topic, helping her increase exposure and traffic. As expected, none of these famous actresses are fuel-efficient.

If I remember correctly, she said on a show some time ago that she had fewer and fewer opportunities, and she appeared in front of the audience less and less, and her words were all helpless and depressed.

Actually, it is normal. The replacement of new and old is the law of nature, let alone in the entertainment industry where new people emerge.

Arthur was very familiar with Kelly Brooke in his previous life and had seen a lot of beautiful pictures. Naturally, he envied and hated her boyfriends. However, her weight rose sharply in the later stage. Of course, her charm still did not decrease. Although she had no slim figure, the goddess was a goddess after all. After gaining weight, she could show everyone a charming side.

Kelly Brooke is still in the shelf life of her peak appearance and figure. If you have the chance, Arthur wouldn't mind meeting and chatting with the other party. Maybe he could deepmuniation and become a good friend who would express his feelings to each other.

After all, there is nothing that can be compared to the fact that after many years, one can realize his former fantasy, which makes people happier, at least not leave any regrets or sighs.

"Haha, you have a chance." Arthur chuckled at Kelly Brooke on the TV screen and murmured to himself, then picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, got up and returned to the bedroom, and started changing clothes.

After changing his clothes, Arthur packed his luggage and walked out of the bedroom with an lv travel bag. It was December 23rd today, and tomorrow was Christmas Eve. Things at the coast power plant have come to an end. It is time to go home and celebrate Christmas.

Bristol is not far from Southampton City. It takes more than an hour to take the train. Christmas is about to celebrate, so the Christmas atmosphere is particularly rich. White thin snow covers the roofs that are staggered, sharp or round, and the bluestone road reflects the brilliance of the warm winter sun, as if entering a fairy tale world.

"Arthur, will you date Carrie?"

"What do you think about Kelly's olive branch? Will you accept it..."

"There are rumors that you and Jili Hazel had been in the hotel for two days..."

Arthur, wearing a black cashmere coat, had just walked out of Southampton Railway Station under the escort of bodyguards, when he was blocked by reporters and paparazzi squatting at the door. Various questions filled with aimei sounded in his ears, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.

Arthur quickly got into the car with expressionless protection under the protection of the bodyguards. The car door was closed. The paparazzi outside still patted the window glass and shouted with fangs and claws.

"Boss, are we going back to the manor directly?" Bell, who was seated in the passenger seat, turned around and asked.

"No, go to the club first." Arthur retracted his gaze to the clowns outside the car window and looked at Bell and ordered.

Bell nodded, the driver stepped on the accelerator in the gears, and the car slowly drove away from the side of the road surrounded by reporters. Looking at the paparazzi who were still running and chasing the film, Arthur said helplessly: "These bastards are really well-informed, they are really everywhere!"

In this regard, Bell, the security consultant, was also very helpless. British paparazzi is the most difficult group of people in the world. They can almost do everything they can to get news. Once they are stuck, they don’t want to be dumped. Unless the boss has no news value anymore, these paparazzi will be everywhere.

Arthur also knew that his complaints were useless. As soon as his car appeared outside the gate of the Saints Training Base, more than a dozen paparazzi holding cameras surrounded him and took photos. Until the car drove into the base and the door closed, the paparazzi outside the door still held their cameras waiting for him to get out of the car.

When he got out of the car, Arthur heard the paparazzi shouting his name loudly at the door in the distance. He took a look instinctively, and what greeted him was a clattering shutter sound.

Arthur is definitely enjoying the treatment of a superstar now, and he believes that what this group of paparazzi in the UK wants to take the most is the photo of him being with a woman...

"Good morning, boss."

"Well, let's go in and talk."

The club manager Nicholas greeted him with a smile and greeted him. Arthur climbed up the steps, nodded to the other party, and strode into the lobby of the office building.

"How are Christmas cards sold? Is they popular?" Arthur asked with a smile when he walked into the elevator.

"The sales are pretty good. Boss, I have to admire your sunshine. The greeting cards taken by Miss Emily Xiao are very popular among fans. She has become the new favorite of Saints fans and has even won the title of "Youwu, the feeling of no man will not love"!"

Speaking of Emily Shaw, Nichola looked at her young boss with envy and admiration, and sincerely sighed at her boss's eyes and wealth. Only by seeing Emily Shaw can you understand what you mean.

When Nikola received a call from his boss, he was really helpless about the boss asking the club to help him trick women. However, no matter how helpless he was, who had made him become a passionate boss?

Until Emily Shaw arrived and took a group of saint-themed photos for the Saints Club. After seeing the effect, Nicholas was really convinced by Arthur's vision.

Especially as Emily Shaw's Christmas-themed greeting card was launched, it immediately shocked the fans and lamented that there was such a rare wonder and sought after, and the sales of greeting cards skyrocketed!

"Haha, I thought of it for a long time. When I discovered Emily, I knew that she had the potential to become a star and that she would become a beautiful landscape for us saints. After all, Jili Hazel has been famous for a long time and has little to do with us saints. We signed a contract with her, but we just got what we needed.

But Emily is different. As long as we make her famous, she will be labeled as a Saint Football Baby, and she will become an advertisement for our Saints. The more famous she is, the more we will be, and this tag will always be with her..."

Arthur smiled happily, his lips raised, showing a hint of pride. If you want to tie the other person, you must meet his preferences. Under fame and profit, few people will not submit, let alone a blank paper like Emily who is still at the age of naive dreams.

As long as you play the routine well, how to write and draw, isn’t it that Arthur has the final say?

"Boss, this is that set of greeting cards..."

As soon as he walked into the office, Nicholas handed Arthur a set of exquisite Christmas cards. Arthur sat down and watched them one by one, his eyes shining from time to time, and he nodded with satisfaction frequently.

"It's really rare!"
Chapter completed!