"I'm a billionaire, I'm telling you."

Jack said.

"..."

Chandler, Phoebe, and Joey all looked at him speechlessly.

"Joey, please call Famke Janssen and tell her that I won't accompany her to this year's Oscars. Anyway, the Best Actress award is never given to an action movie."

Chandler complained mercilessly.

"Hey! Chandler, I didn't know you knew Famke Janssen! Can you get me an autograph!?" Joey exclaimed, obviously taking Chandler's words seriously.

Looking at Joey who was pulling his T-shirt excitedly to indicate the signature position, Chandler sighed helplessly: "You can ask Phoebe to help you, and grab the shoes and clothes with Leonardo's signature on their feet or on their bodies."

"Really!? Phoebe, gogogo!!" Joey exclaimed.

The signature of a Bond girl can only attract the same sex in the bar, but if he can wear shoes and clothes signed by Leonardo Dicaprio, he will definitely be the most handsome guy in the bar.

After watching "Titanic", who doesn't love Leonardo.

"Joey, I've washed my hands..." Phoebe seemed to have a struggling look on her face, but she was instantly discouraged: "... Forget it, who made you Leonardo."

Then she got up and rushed out of the cafe with Joey.

Chandler covered his face, and couldn't imagine such an outrageous thing, Phoebe and Joey actually believed it.

"Damn, I shouldn't have refused when Spielberg invited me to be an actor, otherwise they should shout 'Chandler, I love you!'"

Jack smiled: "Or, I love you, Muriel."

He knew that Chandler's middle name was Muriel after traveling through time.

In fact, he didn't get this when he watched "Friends" in his previous life.

But now he has lived in this environment for 24 years, and he can fully understand why Chandler has always been so secretive about this middle name.

For example, parents named their boy "Tingting".

"Hey, we agreed to keep this secret, and I also paid for your coffee money for three months!" Chandler looked around and was relieved when he found that no one noticed.

Jack shook his head, pointed his index finger and said with a smile: "Dear Muriel, you still owe me a promise!"

Chandler cursed inwardly and smiled attentively: "I'm sorry that my voice was a bit loud just now. I don't know what I can do to get you to give my soul back to me, Lord Satan."

At first he was arrogant, but then he was respectful. He was a hero. Jack was very satisfied with Chandler's current attitude: "As long as you are at the next party..."

"Oh fxxk, don't go to that damn party! I would rather let my soul fall into hell than go to your damn party again! Fxxk, Muriel should go to hell!!" Chandler screamed heartbreakingly, the shadow of the last party still looming in his heart.

As long as you don't go thereDamn party, what's Chandler Muriel Bing.

"Hey, my name is Muriel."

"Me too."

The roar attracted the attention of the cafe, and the two ladies stared at Chandler fiercely.

"Long live Muriel, Amen."

Chandler left the cafe as if he was running for his life.

"There is always a woman living in a man's heart, so it's normal to be a little irritable for a few days every month." Jack said to everyone with a smile.

"Hey, everyone, coffee is here...., why are you the only one left?" Rachel came out with coffee, and Jack was the only one left in the booth that was originally quite lively.

She handed Jack the blue coffee cup on the coffee tray with a bit of disappointment: "Honey, your vanilla cappuccino."

Jack noticed that Rachel's expression was not right, took the coffee and took a sip, um, espresso latte, gently put his arm around Rachel's slender waist and said: "Honey, is there anything bothering you? Tell me and make me happy."

Rachel rolled her eyes at him, rubbed his blonde hair irritably, sat down and took a sip of coffee casually, and said: "They are all gone, and you are the only one left to tip."

"Are you short of money recently? Actually, I have a way, as long as you can get Monica to agree to let me have a party in your house..."

"No party!" Rachel glared at Jack fiercely: "I'm really short of money recently. My birthday is in two days. I like a piece of clothing..."

"Isn't it simple? I'll give it to you."

"No." Rachel shook her head and continued: "Ross gave me a Walkman, you gave me boots, Monica gave me a scarf, Chandler gave me pants, Phoebe gave me stockings, Joey gave me gloves,..."

Rachel counted on her fingers: "Damn it, why can't I have one more friend! Why do you only give 10% tip! Why do I run away from marriage"

After that, she angrily drank a cup of coffee on the table.

"Dear, no one stipulates that you can only give one gift on your birthday. In fact, I am a billionaire. I am going to give you an extra gift on your birthday." Jack smiled and said softly.

"Really? Then can I have that dress? Then Chandler can give me sunglasses!" Rachel said in surprise.

"Of course, but I'm going to give you a more precious gift, a gift that has appeared in your dream."

"Oh no, honey, I can't even support myself now, how can I afford a convertible Porsche." Rachel held Jack's face with some emotion.

"I'm going to give you a barn."

"What?"

"A barn, a barn with a chimney, so that there will be a constant supply of air through the chimney to feed your blazing fire."

"Damn, you peeked at my book!" Rachel jumped up, her face full of shame and anger.

"The Lord will forgive you, Hallelujah." Jack clasped his hands together and said.

He was also accidentalI found the little Liu Bei under Rachel's pillow, but I didn't expect Rachel to start looking at the little Liu Bei now.

Rachel was a little embarrassed when her good friend discovered her little secret. Just when she was about to swear, a flash of light flashed in her mind. She had seen the $77, no, $108 beige dress on her.

"I...I haven't been in love for a long time...You...you don't know...I actually dreamed...I dreamed of Chandler and I on this table last night..."

First, the water filled up, and then the dam was released.

"I was thinking of Leonardo, and at the very least that person had to be you, but... but it turned out to be Chandler! Woohoo!"

Typical love-lack syndrome, being single for a long time always makes you want to cry at some point, Jack is best at dealing with such love-lost girls: "Don't cry, sweetheart."

Rachel in his arms seemed to have collapsed, and her pink fists kept falling on Jack's broad chest.

"You need a party, only a party can make you..."

"Shut up!" Rachel pushed Jack away, "You unfaithful man, actually watched me with someone else!"

Hearing this, the bastards who smelled the melon rushed over.

After seeing this scene, Jack cried out in his heart, hunting geese all day, but was hit by the goose.

"I gave up my dentist boyfriend, my big house, my convertible sports car for you, and you actually...actually sent me to someone else's bed..."

"I worked hard every day serving coffee, and finally saved $108 to buy a beige dress for our cozy home, but...you actually secretly took the money away to have a party..."

Rachel's sobbing voice was mixed with the sound of the discussion.

"My mother taught me since I was a child that handsome men have no conscience..."

"I didn't expect that such a cute man would cheat, I knew that Prague Pete was not a good man..."

"Why don't we go now..."

Damn it.

He could clearly see that Rachel had a sly smirk on her lips, but he couldn't stand her. He knew that he couldn't avoid the financial disaster today.

Tearfully, he took out $108 and handed it to Rachel to stop her from acting.

"Thank you, dear. Remember to pay for the coffee. The tip must not be less than 20%!"

Rachel, who had turned from gloomy to cheerful, kissed him heavily on the face. Jack listened to the sound of bleeding in his heart and watched the $108 being stuffed into his pocket.

"Well done, Rachel Green." Jack raised his thumb and praised. There were not many women who could take money out of his pocket.

"You taught well, Jack Morgan." Rachel responded with a sweet smile.

Just as he was about to speak again, a ringing sound came from his pocket.

"Master Jack, there is still no news about Miss Caroline Channing you asked us to find."

Listening to the voice coming from the other end of the phone, Jack frowned rarelyFrowning: "It's not your fault. After all, New York is so big."

Caroline's father's fraud has spread throughout the United States. Where can she go now?

"In fact, you can ask the master to come forward. Although Martin Channing cheated a little money, as long as the master is willing to come forward..."

"Enough." Jack interrupted the other end of the phone coldly: "You just need to find her and make sure she is safe. Don't worry about other things. She has her own life..."

"I know, young master. The master has been talking about you these two days. Look..."

"I will go back in two days."

After hanging up the phone, Jack opened the text message and edited it: Caroline, where are you? Are you okay?

"I'm here, Knight."

Just then, a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded. Jack looked back and saw blonde hair, white skirt, and long legs shining in the sun.

It was Caroline.

"This place is so hard to find."

Caroline was about to raise her hand to fan away the strong smell of cheap coffee in the air, but she thought of her current situation and she was no longer qualified to dislike it.

Rachel had already noticed Jack's abnormality. The long-legged blonde beauty was already sitting next to him with her legs crossed. The boy didn't even start, but was a little... reserved?

Rachel realized that there was a big melon and instantly turned into a melon-eating state.

"Rachel, coffee for the guests at table three..."

"Shut up, let them get it themselves!" Rachel didn't even look at it, and rudely took out a wad of money and slapped it on the table: "I'm absent from work today!"

What is more important than eating Jack's melon.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Yesterday you sent me a text message saying that you could find you here." Caroline pointed to her phone.

"..."

Jack had forgotten about it, and was relieved to see that she was fine. He looked her up and down.

Although Caroline was a little depressed now, she was not as miserable as he imagined. She was similar to her appearance in "2 Broke Girls".

"Kiss her!"

Rachel, who was watching the show, couldn't help but shout out as she watched the handsome man and beautiful woman look at each other affectionately. She quickly covered her mouth when she realized that something was wrong.

It was this shout that broke the restraint between the two.

"I heard that your father had some problems. Do you need my help?" Jack smiled.

"It's just a small matter."

Caroline had a faint smile on her face, but her heart was already in turmoil.

In the past, she could get anything she wanted with just a smile and words, but now, they were omnipotent and didn't allow her to take even one more item from the villa.

After knocking on the doors of all her friends and girlfriends, she only received one message from Jack: Come to Central Park Cafe to meet me, the address is: xxxxx.

It was because of this that she decided to start over and finally say goodbye to this ex-boyfriend who was once the best and the worst, but also the one she loved.

"It's been so long since we last met, why don't you treat me to a meal?"