"Heidi, I will consider your opinions carefully, as long as the funds allow." I drank the red wine in my cup.

Heidi chewed her mouth: "This is like a man! I ask you, have you ever looked for Lenny recently?"

"What are you asking about this?" I widened my eyes.

Heidi pointed at me with her cheeks and said, "Application honestly! Have you ever asked Lenny for it?"

"No, I'm almost busy, how can I have that time! What are the intentions for this?"

Heidi smiled when she heard this: "It's nothing, nothing, I just ask casually. By the way, is the one in your company called Jiabao, beautiful?"

"It's okay." I replied casually.

"What does it mean? Are you pretty or not??" Heidi raised her fork again.

I acted helplessly: "I don't mean to be beautiful or not. You have to see it yourself!"

"Is that so beautiful?!" The little girl refused to give in.

Looking at the knife and fork in her hand, I held my breath and said, "No, how could she be as beautiful as our "Flowers of Hollywood"?"

"Didn't lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you!"

When the little girl heard this, she smiled and put down her knife and fork, and used a napkin to satisfy her and asked me to pay for her to leave.

After coming out of the restaurant, she asked me where I went.

I said I could drive around casually.

"Do you have a car?!" The little girl screamed as if she had never seen a car before. Passers-by looked at me one after another, which made me very embarrassed.

"Why can't I have a car!"

"Okay, then take me for a ride. Which is your car?"

"Then!" I pointed to the car not far from the door.

Heidi walked up to him, looked at him, and shook her head: "I thought it was a car, it was average."

"Miss, it's good to have a car for us poor people. Unlike you rich people, there are only ten garages alone!" I opened the car door and went in. Seeing Heidi standing outside and despising my car, she shouted at her: "Do you come in? If you don't come in, I'll leave!"

"Why not enter!" Heidi turned to the other side of the car, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Why did you run to the front? Go and go, sit in the back, don't delay me from driving." To be honest, my driving skills are not very good. She is so noisy that she is sitting next to her, and she is really scared.

"When you drive your car, how could I delay you! Driving!" Heidi roared with her little fists.

“Where to go?!”

"Imperial Hotel! I wasn't full just now!"

Crazy! Puff!

I was so confused by these words that I was so excited that I got the gear wrong. The car drove out like a flying car, knocking a trash can on the street and flying back twenty meters away. The noise was so loud!

There was a private room on the third floor of the Imperial Hotel. As soon as I entered, I felt like I was deceived. When Heidi came, she just said to drink something casually, but as soon as I opened the door, I found that there were many people sitting inside, and there was a small band playing Strauss' waltz.

"Are you stunned? Hehe, why don't you go over to say hello to everyone." Heidi put her hand on my arm and whispered to me.

There were a bunch of young people in the room, and I only knew a few. The one who frowned at me was Mitt Cohen. The young man with brown hair next to him was Grant's son Dirk Grant. I didn't know the two guys smoking in the middle, and there were two people in the corner. I didn't know the boy, but the other girl was Lenny.

Seeing Heidi holding my arm, Lenny's face looked very ugly.

"It seems that I'm late, I can't help. I just had supper with Andre." Heidi greeted the people, and Dirk and others surrounded him.

"Andre, let me introduce you to it. This is Allen; Van Punk, whose father is Mr. Van Punk from United States, and this is Henry Brandt, whose father is another boss of Colombia." Heidi pointed to the two boys who were originally standing in the room and smoking and said to me.

"Andre Corleon, I'm glad to see you." I smiled.

Allen Van Punk was very similar to his father, almost the same smile, and the Henry Brandt had a wooden expression on his face, and he was fat and fat. In addition, I had never met his father before, so I was just polite.

After the introduction, Heidi pulled me to Lenny, pointed to the boy standing with Lenny and said to me: "Andre, you have to make friends with this guy. Vaughan Meyer, who is his father? You should know if I don't say it."

Heidi said this, and with Lenny standing together, he must be Meyer's son.

It seems that this private room is full of veritable playboys.

"Leni, I didn't expect you to be here too." I smiled at Leni.

Lenny forced a smile and said softly, "Today is Heidi's birthday, so I'm here."

"No! Heidi, today is really your birthday?" I asked in surprise.

Heidi smiled mysteriously: "Of course, otherwise how could I go to you when my feet touched the ground!"

As we were talking, Mitt walked in with a huge cake, with twenty candles inserted into the cake, and under the candlelight, everyone started singing birthday songs.

Heidi walked over to make a wish, blew candles, and then everyone gave gifts.

Vaughan Meyer gave a famous watch, Allen Van Punk gave a valuable ear diamond, Lenny gave a bear full of crystals, and Mit Cohen gave a car. These people were rich, so the things they gave were naturally good things.

I flipped my pockets and had nothing else on my body except for the 500-dollar wallet.

For a moment, I felt a little resentful towards Heidi. If I had told me this little hoof earlier, I could buy it. Now, it would be too late to buy it at this time.

"Mr. Corleon, I guess you must have something good to give to Heidi, right?" Mitt Cohen looked at me with a sinister smile.

Yes, no matter which pot is opened, it will be picked up.

"Mitt, stop interrupting. I didn't tell Andre today that I had no time to prepare gifts, but I'm already very happy that he could attend my birthday party." Heidi glared at Mitt Cohen and came out to help me.

I grinned and said, "That won't work, no one can give gifts on birthdays."

"Oh, let's see what valuable gifts Mr. Corleon can give." Mitt Cohen saw Lennie speaking for me, his eyes spurted fire.

I took out my wallet from my pocket, took out the money, and handed it to Heidi: "Heidi, I don't have much money now, I can't afford a car, diamonds, etc. This wallet has been with me for a while. I bought a bargain in a small store for more than twenty yuan. I'm giving it to you. I hope you don't dislike it. Happy birthday."

Everyone next to me saw me take out the wallet, with different expressions.

Mitt Cohen looked disdainful, Allen Van Punk smiled meaningfully, Dirk Grant pretended to look out the window, Vaughan Meyer stared at his wallet thoughtfully, Lenny, who was standing opposite me, biting his lips tightly, and his little face was waxy.

"It turned out to be a wallet. Mr. Corleon is really good at giving things. Hahahaha," Mitt Cohen laughed.

Heidi took the wallet, looked at me happily, took out her own wallet from the bag and stuffed everything inside, and then said to me with a smile: "The wish I made just now is to receive a bigger wallet, but I didn't expect it to come true so soon. Andre, thank you, this is the best birthday gift I received tonight!"

Mitt Cohen was so angry that his face looked like earth when he heard this, and Lenny was even more displeased.

A group of people raucously cut cakes and drink red wine, held the microphone and sang to the music, or danced gracefully, and had a very happy time.

I stood in the corner, watching them alone happily.

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