The next day's newspaper featured two wealthy women in Atlanta, the owners of the First Textile Company, buying jewelry at a jewelry store like cabbage. The newspaper reported that Helen was holding a diamond bracelet and looking at it intently, and Marina on the side puffed out her mouth unhappily.

The article said that the rich woman boasted that Haikou made money for spending, and she could make money if she could spend money, and a mere tens of thousands of yuan was nothing.

Simply the elite among women, Helen and Marina were immediately popular with the women of the New York metropolis, speaking the hearts of rich women. However, more topics circulated among men, first of all, beauty, then money, and finally a little talk about the talent to make money.

Several newspapers from Carrotta detailed the process of Helen and Marina First Textiles' crazy purchase of cotton contracts in Atlanta, and the more than 12 million contracts allowed First Textiles to make a solid profit of nearly a million yuan. A mere tens of thousands of dollars in jewelry is a drop in the bucket for these two rich women.

The newspaper introduced that the First Textile Company may build the world's largest silk factory and textile factory in the United States, and the two men have a keen eye to see that silk will lead a new wave of consumption.

The upper class of New York is blowing a hot wind of Marina and Helen, and whenever there is a party, there are always people who mention these two beautiful girls from Georgia. Many people want to get to know these two people, but they don't have the opportunity.

Wang Changhui locked the door of the living room and pushed Carrotta awake.

Karotta was woken up from her nap and said dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter with Changhui?" ”

"Sister-in-law, look, these two people are crazy, tens of thousands of dollars in jewelry are like buying cabbage." Wang Changhui handed the newspaper in his hand to Carrotta.

To be honest, Carrotta didn't know what Wang Xiaomei was going to do, but some time ago, Chen Yongcheng asked Carrotta to introduce the editor-in-chief of the newspaper to him. The holding of the newspaper was completed by Hu Wenkai with the help of Carrota's name, and Carrotta did not pay too much attention to these matters, but only called the editor-in-chief of the newspaper to introduce Chen Yongcheng, so that the editor-in-chief could take care of Chen Yongcheng within a convenient limit.

She is not very familiar with Wang Xiaomei, and only knows that she is in charge of the textile and raw silk business in an international trading company. When she left Shanghai, she saw Wang Xiaomei, Chen Yongcheng and Hu Wenkai talking quietly on the pier, and she guessed that Wang Xiaomei was shouldering a special task.

Later, Wang Xiaomei and Lina made a big deal to buy cotton in Atlanta, and four million of them were transferred by Carrotta to Chen Yongcheng at Morgan Bank. At that time, she thought that Wang Xiaomei was responsible for Hu Wenkai's task of buying cotton in the United States, but now when she watched the newspaper she controlled by her company introduce the First Textile Company in a big way, she felt that there was a huge secret hidden in it.

These two people are a bit against common sense and too ostentatious, for fear that others will not know that they are rich and deliberately show their talents, and this newspaper is also fanning the flames.

"Sister-in-law, these two people have no scruples about spending Brother Wenkai and sister-in-law's money, look at this bracelet called the Chain of Starlight, are you willing to buy it? Wang Xiaomei bought it without blinking an eye. It's shameless to say that making money is used to spend. ”

Carrota was also uncomfortable, no one was happy, spending money like water and talking wildly, but she faintly felt that it was Hu Wenkai's shadow.

She pushed Wang Changhui's head open with her fingers and said, "Wang Changhui, how many times have I told you, you have to pretend that you don't know these two people." ”

"Sister-in-law, these two people are reluctant to buy the bracelet we are reluctant to buy."

"Changhui, this Wang Xiaomei was brought by Chen Yongcheng, and she was bored in the room on the way and never came out. If she wants anything out of the ordinary, Chen Yongcheng has already gone to her, and there is also your brother's little second dog-legged Lina. ”

"Sister-in-law, you can really rest assured, I was angry when I saw this newspaper."

"Changhui, don't mess up your brother's affairs, beware of him getting angry, he has invested more than 10 million."

"My brother? Brother Wen Kai? ”

"Changhui, you don't have to think about it, who can mobilize more than 10 million US dollars. Chen Yongcheng? Wang Xiaomei? ”

"Ah, sister-in-law don't talk about it, when I don't know these two people. When I go back to Shanghai, I must bring this chain of stars for my sister-in-law. ”

"When will Brother Wen Kai arrive?"

"There will be a time when he will go to Australia to deal with iron ore and then South America, and finally he will come to the United States to pick me up."

Wang Changhui didn't say anything more, she saw that Carrotta was depressed and knew that she couldn't mention Hu Wenkai's topic anymore.

Wang Xiaomei, who lives on the 38th floor of the Woolworths Building, holds a handful of invitations in her hand, and she selects a few of them and throws the remaining ones into the trash.

She chose a party in the New York art world, and it didn't matter where Lina went as long as she had something to eat, anyway, she didn't talk much, just enjoyed a good meal on the sidelines.

The New York Art Gathering is a monthly gathering of artists from all genres in New York organized in a small theater under the New York Artists Association.

Today, however, the party was sponsored by First Textiles, and all beverages, liquor, and food were purchased at First Textiles' expense.

It's rare to be patronized for a life of luxury, with a long table in the centre of the theatre filled with food, a two-metre-high champagne tower at the top of the table, and a straw yellow champagne in a glass.

The first middle-aged man with a big belly in the Artists Guild, a violinist in the New York Symphony Orchestra, wore a top hat on his head and the lower end of his flawed tie tucked into his chest jacket pocket.

Walk up to the theater front desk and tap into the microphone with a stainless steel spoon to tap a tall champagne glass with a crisp tapping sound.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to thank Miss Helen and Miss Marina, the owners of First Textiles, for providing sumptuous food and wine for this evening."

"Let us express our heartfelt thanks with applause, and the two beautiful ladies came to the party to add color to the party."

"Play music, the party officially begins." As soon as the words ended, the music sounded, and the people who had just gathered scattered to find the people who were interested.

Lina gathered around the long dining table in search of tasty food, dressed in a goose-yellow evening gown, with yellow deerskin high-heeled shoes, long wavy blond curls, and blue eyes. Her every move attracts the attention of the young male artists around her.

The wanderer who is engaged in art does not wander, touches the hair in the middle and walks over with champagne in his hand.

"Hey! Hello, beauty. ”

"Well, you're okay too." Marina casually raised her champagne and took a sip and lowered her head to choose food, in her eyes, the charm of delicious food was far greater than that of a handsome man.

Four or five guys who hit a wall got together to discuss whether this beautiful girl was too cold, and all the usual methods didn't work.

Wang Xiaomei stood in front of an oil painting with a wine glass and discussed Central Park with the author of the oil painting.

She noticed a man of about thirty years of age, with a linen suit with a handsome appearance, a calm and elegant temperament, and a tall, firm, and upright spirit.

Although it is seen that it is poor, it gives people a sense of righteousness and nobility. Wang Xiaomei's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ended the conversation with the painter. Holding a wine glass, he dangled aimlessly to the man's side.

She raised her glass, and the man smiled shyly and raised his glass to take a sip.

"It was a great honor to meet Miss Helen."

"Huh? Do you know me? Wang Xiaomei looked at him with a smile.

"Miss Helen should be known to all the men in New York."

"Oh, sir, can you please introduce yourself?"

"Oh, my name is Victor, and I'm an unknown theater actor on Broadway." Victor took the leather cigarette case from his suit pocket, took a cigarette from it, and handed it to Helen.

"No, I don't smoke." Helen waved her hand.

Victor retracted the cigarette in his hand and took it in his own mouth, and lit the cigarette with a lighter in his hand with one hand.

"Victor, you play those plays, Marina and I like to watch dramas very much, can you give us two tickets for the front row?"

"If Miss Helen were to come to our theatre, I would be happy to offer two front-row tickets."

"Marina, come over here." Helen beckoned to Marina.

Marina came to Helen with a glass of wine and a light footstep like a bird.

"Sister Helen, what's the matter?"

"Marina, don't you like to watch dramas, this Mr. Victor is a theater actor, and he just promised to give us two tickets to the front row."

Lina was confused, she never liked to watch dramas, and she was particularly disgusted with dramas, I don't know what happened to Wang Xiaomei, but she actually said that she likes to watch dramas. She was about to say that Wang Xiaomei made a mistake and she didn't like to watch dramas, but years of training brought her back to her senses, since Wang Xiaomei said that she likes to watch dramas, there must be a reason.

"Mr. Victor, I am glad to see you with Helen. What's your next play? ”

"Miss Marina, thank you for the compliment, our drama club will show Hamlet on Broadway the day after tomorrow, and I will give the tickets to the two young ladies tomorrow." Victor was clearly flattered.

"Thank you, Mr. Victor, I'll wait for you with Marina for dinner tomorrow night." Wang Xiaomei took out a business card from her handbag and handed it to Victor, which was considered to have finalized the agreement with Victor.

Victor froze, he froze, he didn't have any money to have dinner with these two multi-millionaires. The drama club has not paid his salary for three months, and he is only supported by his love for drama. Tonight, in order to attend the party decently, he ironed the suit he had worn for three years by himself, and only had fifteen dollars in his pocket.

When he was about to suggest to Helen that the tickets be handed over to the porter, he found that Helen and the painter were discussing the price of the Central Park paintings. He immediately dismissed the idea and borrowed money from a friend.

Lina was driving the car, and the wind came in through the window, blowing her curly blonde hair.

"Helen, you know that I hate watching dramas and let me pretend to be interested, by the way, are you interested in this man."

"There's a big-headed ghost with you, and I don't see how old he is." Wang Xiaomei bent down and took off her high heels.

"And what's the matter with you?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, concentrate on driving your car, you can behave like a lady, and I'll see you eat at night."