What Alex calls this "gathering of old friends".

It ends around half past ten in the evening.

Herbert left.

Abel also supported his grandparents and slowly left the restaurant.

Back in the middle of the convoy, sit in the back of the car.

Alex suddenly spoke: "Do you see something?" ”

Abel: "??? ”

"Herbert wasn't a man who liked baseball."

"He doesn't even like any sports."

"He doesn't even like golf. This is different from his son, who really loves baseball and also likes to play golf. Alex said softly.

If just now, Abel didn't know what Alex wanted to say.

Hearing what Alex was saying now, he immediately understood.

"What do you mean?"

Through the rearview mirror, he looked at his grandfather, who had changed from the old naughty boy he had just been on the court.

Alex at this moment is calm and gentle, and the accumulation of years and time is meticulous in him.

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

Abel thought to himself.

"I mean?" Alex smiled silently:

"It's clear that Herbert has come tonight with a purpose."

"Herbert was a man who fought all his life."

"When he was studying, he struggled with knowledge and with teachers. After joining the war, he fought with himself and those neon people. ”

"After returning to China, he competed with his business enemies and confronted his righteous enemies."

"He's been fighting all his life, fighting enemies of his own imagination, and he's never doing boring things."

"He almost never had a hobby."

"He's a very boring guy, he has almost no friends in private. His friends are the objects of his struggle or exploitation."

"Such Herbert. Tonight he came to watch baseball and came to us. Right now. Do you understand? ”

Listening to Grandpa's long words, Abel was silent for a while.

He drove in the Cadillac Escalade, in the dark, looking at the taillights of the Toyota Sequoia driven by Edward in front of him, and following it.

It could be a few seconds, it could be tens of seconds, Abel in the driver's seat nodded.

"I see. You mean, he came for me? ”

Alex said softly:

"So to speak. But he may not be coming at you because of himself. He may represent some people, come and see your attitude, and come and see my attitude. ”

"What's your attitude?" Abel said in surprise.

"What do you mean?!" Alex's calm and tall image is broken.

The old urchin was revealed again.

"Although I am not as good as Herbert, and not as good as many people. A lot of the time it's just a rich man in the countryside. ”

"But I live a long life, and I am generous! I wouldn't dare to say anywhere else, but in Texas and several southern states, a lot of people believed me! ”

Alex blew his beard and glared at him - well, it's really just the latter.

Because Alex doesn't like to grow beards, or rather, the men of the Smith family don't have beards

It may be genetic, including Abel and Alexander.

.

The grandfather, son, and grandson are not very vigorous except for their hair.

Manifested inside, it is the white jade dragon.

On the outside, it's hard to grow a good-looking beard.

Their beards don't grow at all, and if they are left, they are sparse and ugly, which affects their image.

This is unusual among the hairy Ansars, probably because there is a hint of mixed blood in the bloodline.

The old man couldn't blow his beard if he wanted to, so he could only stare at it.

"Hahaha~ Okay. Grandpa, I apologize for what I just said. ”

Abel laughed:

"But please forgive me. Because I didn't expect my grandfather to be so powerful. I thought that grandpa, you were the same as my father, who only knew how to feed cows, ride horses, and shoot guns. ”

"You're still young." At this time, Arya, who had been smiling beside her and hadn't spoken much, spoke:

"There are a lot of things you don't know. Child, my dear Abel. Your grandfather was also very powerful. It's just that his personality can't go too far. ”

Even my grandmother, who has always been quiet and gentle, and never says loud words or lies, said so.

Abel really believed.

Believing in my grandfather is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Okay. So grandpa, who do you think Herbert is here for? Abel asked.

"Who else could it be?" Alex, who calms down and doesn't deliberately mess with his grandson, is very old school American Puritans.

"Why did you come back? Who are you coming back for? Well, Herbert may represent this person. ”

"Understood." Abel said.

As far as it is, probably the most successful family of orthodox gate valves in the whole of Texas.

Herbert and his son must have been deeply involved with the Texas consortium.

Otherwise, his son can become governor.

Without the support of those people, it would never have been possible.

Now it's in Texas again, so if Herbert really came with a purpose.

The one who is most likely to make him a representative is the Texas consortium.

"So what do you think I should do next? Keep waiting, meet those people? Able asked again.

Unexpectedly, Alex shook his head and said softly:

"I don't know. It's just that Herbert obviously wasn't just going to watch a baseball game and have a chat with my old friend. This kind of boring thing Herbert never did. ”

At this point, Alexton paused, "If it were his son, it would have been possible." ”

"Amount"

Abel could see that Alex did not have a very high opinion of Herbert's son.

There may be a little jealousy factor in this.

"Okay. Since even you don't know. Then I can only use an Oriental Chinese proverb as my attitude towards what may happen next. ”

Abel translated this proverb into English - "The soldiers will come to block, and the water will cover the earth." ”

"The soldiers came to attack, and the officers went to resist. When the flood comes, do you use earth to block it? Alex whispered:

"This ancient country is really scary, and its cultural heritage can't catch up."

"Hah, who's to say it's not? At its simplest, the Wall Street guys take that country very seriously. ”

"Don't talk about anyone else. You're a Wall Street guy now, too. ”

"That's not what I said. Even if I'm begging for food on Wall Street, I'm a Texan. The concepts are different and cannot be confused! ”

"Huh."

The grandfather and grandson, chatting like this, returned to their home in the Oak River community.

By the time they got home, it was eleven o'clock, and Alex and Arya looked a little tired.

Both are old after all.

Even in Houston, there are the best medical and material conditions to support.

But there is no way to go against the laws of nature, and it is impossible to return to the same year in terms of energy.

Abel didn't bother his grandparents, he asked them to go to rest first.

He took care of his own business by himself, and at about half-past eleven he lay down in bed.

Before going to bed, he lifted his watch and looked at the time.

Today is Thursday, September 21, 2000, at half past eleven.

"It's Ikana on Monday, Anne on Tuesday, Jessica on Wednesday, and Ikana time on Thursday."

Someone aspiring to be a master of time management muttered to himself, and he skillfully flipped through the numbers of the contacts.

After finding the number he wanted, he dialed Ikana's mobile number.

Since that banquet, his "relationship" with Ikana has quickly warmed up.

In the past, when I called, I could only talk a few simple greetings.

Up to now, I can talk for half an hour or even longer like men and women in the ambiguous period.

The call went through quickly, and Ikana answered very quickly.

Almost Abel's side rang out, and that side was connected.

"Hi Ikana. Good evening. ”

"Good evening, Abel."

Abel heard the sound of water on the other side of the phone, and he asked softly, "Sounds like you're taking a bath?" ”

Across the phone,

Top floor of the Tedlerna Building, 40 Wall Street, Manhattan, New York.

In Ikana's bedroom, there is a bathroom with an area of more than 30 square meters.

She was lying on the bathtub, soaking her beautiful body in bubble water.

Her hair was tangled and covered with a towel, making her look like a hat.

She scrubbed her body gently with one hand and held her phone in the other.

"Yes. I just came back from the company, I'm very tired today, I'm going to wash up, and then do some maintenance and sleep. She replied softly.

On the Texas side, Abel was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone and laughing:

"Ha~ Okay. Actually, I almost want to sleep. It's just that I don't hear your voice for a few days. Wanted to hear your voice, so made this call. ”

"Hmm." "Three days, to be exact," said Ikana, "this is your second contact after three days. ”

"Amount"

"Ha~ Okay. I know you're busy. Ikana, for her part, immediately added:

"And we don't have a special relationship, it's already good to call once every three days."

Texas side,

Able couldn't help but smile.

This Ikanna started PUA rhetoric again, and wanted to shoot herself again.

Fortunately, Abel knew from the beginning that Ikana was not a "good woman" in the strict sense of the word at all.

It just so happens that he is not a good man, and it saves others from harming others when they are together.

"I'm in Texas right now, I'm in Houston." Abel said:

"We'll be back in New York in a few days, how about we meet then?"

"I'm busy. YKM is in trouble right now. My business plan was handed over to Smith Capital. It's been three days and there has been no response. ”

"Still."

Ikana paused, "If it's you, I'll make up time for it no matter how busy I am." So my answer is – no questions. ”

"Hahaha~"

Able laughed again through his phone.

Then the two of them said something that was not nutritious, but had to be said.

If you want to know what these words are, then just go find a girl to talk about love.

It's the kind of thing that hasn't held hands yet, but it's the kind of thing that some ambiguous feelings will say.

Normally, this kind of dialogue seems boring to the onlooker.

About twenty minutes later, Abel hung up.

He looked at his phone, and was about to say in his heart - today's time management work is over.

But the phone ding-dong, and a crisp voice rang.

It's a message, that is, the sound of a text message.

Abel's mobile phone is specially used to contact the girl.

Unlike his usual business mobile phone, only a few women know about this mobile phone.

And his family.

Naturally, these are the only people who can text at this time.

He opened the text message and found that it was Liv Taylor's.

Liv: [My role in New Zealand is done again, and I can rest for half a month. I've gone back to New York, and I've brought back Arvin's clothes, a full set. 】

Seeing this message, Abel was stunned.

Then he remembered that "Alwyn" was the name of Liv Taylor who played the elf princess in the Lord of the Rings movies.

He remembered the last time he was with Liv Taylor.

I mentioned it in passing, I want to experience what it's like to be an elf princess.

Later, Liv went to New Zealand to film, and the Lord of the Rings trilogy was filmed consecutively.

Filming began in October '99 and is now nearing completion.

Most of Liv's scenes have already been completed, and only occasionally she needs to go over and reshoot the shots.

A few days passed her.

Apparently back now.

thought that he could crush the beautiful and unparalleled elf princess in the movie and ravage her temperament.

Even Abel, who has experienced a lot, can't help but be a little excited at the moment.

After thinking about it, he didn't know how many more days he would have to stay in Texas.

He simply sent a message: "Houston, Texas, I hope to see you tomorrow morning]

The word is typed and sent.

Liv Taylor's reply was quick, [No, you won't meet Liv Taylor. But tomorrow, you'll be able to meet Arwyn, Princess Twilight. 】

Seeing this reply, Abel couldn't help but laugh.

This Liv Taylor must have inherited some aspect of her mother's IQ.

It's too informative.

Abel suddenly felt that it was really good to sign such a "long-term contract worker".

In his reply, he entered a mobile phone number.

Then type "Make this call." Half an hour later, get down from your apartment. Someone will send you over. 】

Liv Taylor, on her part, replied with some letters that Abel couldn't read.

Abel was puzzled when he saw a new text message from Liv Taylor-

[In that text message just now, I used the text of the elves of Middle-earth.] Translated into our words, that is: Master, I will listen to you all]

Well, Abel remembered.

As a masterpiece of grand epic narrative, it can be said to be one of the origins of Western fantasy culture.

Tolkien's Lord of the Rings constructs a brilliant and strange fantasy world that is relatively rigorous at the same time.

Tolkien even made up a lot of written language for the many fantasy races in it.

For example, the Quenya language of the elves, the Sindarin language.

This Liv Taylor, Abel can only say - really good at playing!

But he likes it, cosplay.

And what man wouldn't love that?

(End of chapter)