Chapter Twenty-Three: Mayor de Blasio

"Of course, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Mayor." This is what Li Jie has been waiting for, and there are still some very energetic characters here today. If there is enough introducer, he can integrate into this upper class more naturally and smoothly, and Jessica Pearson is a very suitable person, the best of black women has a wide social network that is unimaginable to ordinary people, and it is obvious that the other party is very clever to understand what he means.

"Good evening, Mr. Lee, can I call you Bruce?" Bill de Blasio didn't have the slightest arrogance, and said with a very straightforward smile, looking very warm and easy-going.

"My pleasure, allow me to call you Bill." While the other party was looking at him, Li Jie was also observing the famous Democrat. In American politics, the name of the mayor of New York is much louder than that of many senior officials in Washington. The New York mayoral election also plays a pivotal role in the United States and has attracted the attention of the whole United States and even the world.

Bill de Blasio was also a legend, his real name was Warren Wilhelm Jr., and the Chinese diaspora in New York was more accustomed to calling him "de Blasio." When he was 18 years old, his father committed suicide by drinking, and in order to get rid of the shadow, he simply changed his mother's surname. His wife, Chirlane McCray, is African-American, an authentic "black-and-white match," and what has driven the media even more crazy is that the "black lady" of "Mayor White" has openly admitted that she was once gay: she wrote a cover story for Essence magazine in 1979, "I Am a Lesbian (I_am_a_Lesbian)" about her admiring of the same sex as a teenager before choosing traditional marriage instead.

Mr. de Blasio's two children attend public schools, with his son, Dante, a New York media darling for his retro exploding head, and his daughter, Chiara, who prefers loose, curly hair with a garland of roses. Someone once joked that the de Blasio family's hairstyle was his campaign line, calling it "hairstyle politics" (diversity, ethnically friendly people of color).

"Haha, I have to say I admire you. Bruce, you are more generous and chic than many Chinese people, and you have a very deep understanding of American culture, if it weren't for the chance to learn about your upbringing, I would have thought you grew up in the United States. "Blasio spoke with a strong voice and a great persona.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm more adaptable to the environment." Li Jie shrugged his shoulders in a dashing manner.

"I believe that so, New York welcomes doers and elites like you, and I look forward to further exchanges with you." Even with Jessica's introduction, Blasio's attitude was a little too friendly. There is no goodwill in the world for no reason, Li Jie subconsciously glanced at Archibald, it seems that this person should have a good relationship with Citigroup.

After a few words of greeting, the two sides have developed a tacit understanding to a certain extent. Li Jie moved on to the next one, and as the master of the day, he must ensure that every important person feels his sincerity, after all, it is the time to open up the situation.

This is the norm in social situations, non-stop greetings and exchanges, seemingly prosaic but hidden and indispensable. After a long busy circle, Li Jie finally relaxed, and also saw his other goal tonight. No, I should say it's the other two.

Alexandra and Nastia were sitting a short distance ahead talking to someone when he walked over and Archibald next to him reminded him, "That's real estate tycoon Donald Trump." ”

Li Jie quickly glanced at the old man who was next to Nastia, and realized that his target seemed to be being targeted, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Good evening, Mr. Trump, it's a pleasure to meet you." He walked forward briskly and shook hands with Donald Trump, who stood up.

"Good evening, Mr. Lee, great party, better house." Donald smiled and lifted his chin, it is unknown whether this veteran playboy has the same personality as the rumors, but he is still very energetic at the age of seventy, and he does not look old at all, no wonder he can give birth to his fifth child at the age of sixty.

"I can only be ashamed that such words come out of Mr. Trump's mouth." Donald Trump himself is the epitome of the super-rich who live a flamboyant life, with high-rise buildings and yachts dotted across the United States that bear his name. The doors of his Fifth Avenue apartment in New York had to be gilded with gold to show how different he was.

But he looked at the young beauties sitting in the area, and shook his head with a somewhat self-deprecating smile. "I think we should leave some space for you young people." He patted Li Jie on the shoulder in a friendly way, shook his wine glass and walked away.

Could it be that he is old, and his heart is more than enough, and sure enough, time is the real enemy of the playboy, Li Jie is not lacking in malicious speculation.

"Mr. Trump is very funny and easy-going." Seeing Li Jie sit down, Nastia said.

"Thanks, Nassi, I think so too." Li Jie glanced across from him and couldn't help but sigh. "It is as if I have fallen into the stars, and your light illuminates the night. Frankly, ladies, even if Mr. Trump doesn't allow it, I'm afraid I won't be willing to walk away. ”

Opposite him sat five beautiful women of different shapes, who were amused by this straightforward self-ridicule and laughed and trembled, which caused many people nearby to can't help but cast their eyes frequently.

"Ellie, Nassi, this ...... I wouldn't be presumptuous to call you Ivanka. Although he would not usually be called this when he met for the first time, Li Jie's calm attitude won the favor of several beauties, and he obviously did not object.

Ivanka Trump, the famous lady, smiled and stretched out her hand: "Hello, Bruce, thank you for the invitation." ”

"My pleasure, Ivanka." Li Jie politely shook hands with the other party, quickly let go, and continued to turn his gaze to the two behind. "And two Hearst ladies."

"That's a difference, Bruce." Lydia Hearst, the great-granddaughter of newspaper tycoon William Randolph Hearst, one of America's richest and most powerful families, is playfully joked, and she apparently lives more freely than her ladylike cousin, Amanda Hearst. Perhaps because she did not choose to inherit the family business, she chose to become a professional model on her own, and she behaved more casually and naturally in life. Lydia Hirst, who has appeared on the cover of the family's magazine Esquire, is a popular New York high-society socialite, and she is also the prototype of Blake Lively's Serena van der Woodsen in the hit American drama "Gossip Girl".

"My bad!" Li Jie spread his hands in a chic manner like admitting defeat. "Welcome to today's gathering, Lydia and Amanda."

Although these three have their own prominent backgrounds, they are also full-time or part-time models, which shows that in addition to wealth and wisdom, beauty cannot be ignored. Of course, compared to the young Nastia and Alexandra, they are also more comfortable with such social situations.

After all, they were not very familiar, and after a while of conversation, Ivanka, Lydia, and Amanda quickly got up and prepared to leave. Li Jie got up very gracefully to say goodbye, but said goodbye to the three politely without any delay. His crisp and neat style obviously added a lot of points to himself, and the three people who left all smiled and exchanged contact information with him, and Lydia glanced at him with a smile.

It's a pity that what they didn't see was Li Jie's smile after turning around. The most important principle of hunting is to know how to make trade-offs, and blindly expanding the range will only yield nothing. What's more, these prey are still in the jungle after all, and they will meet sooner or later, won't they?