As a high-ranking Soviet official, it is almost impossible to fall in love with an American actress in Asazov's opinion. Not almost, absolutely impossible. A public figure like a star doesn't mean how beautiful he is, it's just because he is famous that he is sought after, so what about when she is not famous? As long as a man knows enough women, think about it carefully, how can there be one of the women you know who is not worse than those female stars.

Compared to the last one, this party was more like a simple private party, with a small number of participants, only friends of the Danielles and his wife, and the number of people was no more than a dozen. Of course, there are two other heavyweights, American Ambassador Smith and Soviet Ambassador Serov, who are very bold about the arrangements of their subordinates. Although boldness and carefulness have always been required by the KGB, Serov still felt a bit risky in doing so.

"I must return it to the General Administration! The next time these two let them go on a mission to South America, it is too easy to make mistakes in Europe! Serov had a fake smile on his face and kept toasting the others, looking like he was familiar. It doesn't matter if you're in love with a cold ass or not.

Maybe in the eyes of these people, he has become a laughing stock. But so what, Serov doesn't care at all, there are still benefits, at least in the conversation of these people, Serov knows where things have got.

In a group of pot-bellied tycoons, Elizabeth Taylor is like a blooming violet, blooming with her own unique beauty, today she is wearing a purple dress, brown shawl hair naturally hangs down, slightly with a little natural curls, even more pretty. It can be seen that this is not the first time she has participated in this kind of occasion, and she is comfortable socializing among many guests, showing good communication skills.

"Mr. Serov, it seems like I haven't seen you in a few months!" Smith came over with a glass of wine and a reserved smile, as strong and confident as he had when they first met. It seems that the self-confidence that was hit by Serov has completely returned to him.

"Yes, Mr. Smith!" Serov didn't use that kind of ridiculous title, there were only a dozen people, and it was not interesting to pinch, and the monkey still needed an audience.

"Mr. Serov's eloquence is suitable for a job in the diplomatic system!" Smith said meaningfully, apparently referring to the time when Serov was blocked at the embassy and could not come out, which was a rare slot in his diplomatic career.

"We are all for our own country, we have different positions, and we don't need to explain!" Serov thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was better not to slap his face, it was rare that the atmosphere was so peaceful, so he used a bystander attitude to describe their relationship.

"Mr. Serov, by now you should be able to feel the prosperity of Italy in recent months!" Smith put his glass on the table, lit a cigar, and confidently pointed to the rich people gathered together, "In fact, the people in your mouth have already made a choice, so what is the point of the ideals you adhere to?" ”

Serov was stunned, the wine glass he was holding almost fell to the ground, it looked strange like Smith's old face, you wouldn't have the illusion that you could turn against me, would you? If yes, you're a man.

Even Serov himself dared to pick only a female star as the first trophy of his intelligence work. As soon as the US ambassador made a move, he actually wanted to plot against the ambassador of a country, are you too confident, or do you have a fever and burn out your brain?

"It turns out that the people are represented by these dozen people?" Serov seemed to ask, and then to sigh. What is the difference between this Indian high caste looking at the untouchables?

"Mr. Smith, the master here invited me today, and I'm not here to have a debate with you!" Serov politely declined, "Let's stop at this topic, I just want to relax and have a few drinks here!" ”

"Then I wish you a good mood!" Smith was not aggressive, smiled and took two steps back, back to the group of rich people.

Looking at the blooming violet, Serov had a feeling that he couldn't bear it, purely psychologically. It's too humiliating to bully a woman, and even if it is covered up with the idea of duty, Serov still finds it unreasonable.

Because he is a Chinese-style machismo, typical of being strong in front of outsiders and making women obedient. In fact, at home it is usually a woman's words. The main performance is that the status must be high for yourself, but the treatment must be high for your wife, as long as I say it, no problem, I will support you!

Sometimes Serov really wanted to learn the life of a Russian man, eating, sleeping and beating his wife, but soon, not long after he got married, Serov knelt unconsciously, maybe earlier, but he didn't realize it.

After some time, under the eyes of Tisayeva, Serov pretended to be drunk and went into the bathroom. Tisayeva immediately came in and said, "Head, I've got a person ready, the same size as yours, and in a moment I'm going to have someone carry that person out!" ”

Bag transfer? Serov was amused, and Tisayeva really had an idea, but she still asked, "You are not afraid of being seen!" ”

"Look at us!" Tisaieva smiled mysteriously and walked out of the bathroom, Serov was stunned in place, and his boss was cold in the bathroom, what a good subordinate! He simply didn't let Serov wait too long, and after a while Tysayeva came in, looking like she had successfully done it.

"I asked Asazov to pretend to be interested in the film industry and was talking to Elizabeth Taylor!" "The others are gone, and so is the old man Smith!" Head, you go upstairs to rest first, watch us! ”

"I should show up and threaten him!" Serov said, "Let her work for us, or spread rumors that she has something to do with the Soviet Union, and Hollywood is also politically correct, and she will definitely comply!" ”

Serov quietly went to a bedroom along the corner, and for the first time experienced what it was like to be a thief. After a short time, Asazov and Tisayeva came in with smiles on their faces, poured a glass of red wine in front of Serov, handed it over and said, "It's all done, Elizabeth Taylor is next door!" ”

"Great, now we're going to find her!" Serov was ready to give a reason, but he really couldn't threaten. He thought about drugged, but in the end he gave up, and the reason for giving up was very simple, he was afraid of his wife!

After drinking the red wine, Serov followed the two to the next bedroom, and saw a sleeping beauty lying on the bed.

"Asleep? And what about his old agent? Serov tugged at his collar and felt a little hot.

"An old woman, it's so easy to get her!" As Tisaieva's voice opened the door from the door, I fell silent.

Serov's mouth was suddenly dry, and when he saw the sleeping beauty on the bed, he couldn't move his footsteps, and his heart became hotter and hotter, "There's something in the red wine, right?" Forget it, but it's just adding fire to my boss, who has thieves and no guts! Serov can still think clearly, but his body has already reacted.

At this time, you are welcome, Serov stripped Elizabeth Taylor three times and twice, pulled on the lamp, and stabbed hard, and felt a warm place. The future Oscar-winning actress is too worthwhile. Listening to the woman's slightly nasal voice, Serov thought.

[Automatic release, because the writing is a bit excessive, I'm afraid that it won't be transmitted during the day]

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