"Caroline has made her choice. I would like to ask you to tell those people behind her not to bother her anymore." Jack took a sip of red wine and looked at the old man sincerely.
"Okay." The old man answered concisely, as if he had guessed Jack's thoughts long ago.
"This is not like our Master Jack's style. I thought the young master would plan to fill Martin's account." Coode said coldly.
"Hey, that's not called help, that's called charity. I don't think Caroline can afford to pay this money back, dear Uncle Kud, you don't understand women, no wonder you are still single."
Looking at Jack's playful expression, Kud seemed calm on the surface, but in fact he had already tightened the fork in his hand: "You don't understand love."
"You are single."
"You are promiscuous."
"You are single."
"Enough." The old man knocked on the table gently to interrupt the quarrel between the two, which made the two siblings who were watching the show feel sorry. Only when Jack's cousin came back could they see this usually serious father with this angry side.
"Come up and hand in your homework when you are full." After the old man stopped the two, he turned around and went upstairs after talking to Jack.
"Heh." Kud also left, leaving the same generation at the table.
The departure of their father and grandfather also made Geralt and Mel feel relieved.
"You changed your mind and came back just for this?" Geralt poked his cousin, his eyes full of questions. He had seen many female companions around Jack since he was a child, but it seemed that this was the only time he cared so much about a woman.
"You are really like your father. To be honest, are you still a virgin until now? Have you forgotten everything I taught you before? Or have you always been gay?" Jack rolled his eyes at Geralt and pretended to be disgusted and distanced himself.
The most important thing about picking up girls is not what you have, but what she wants.
"Nonsense! I like women! And I wasn't one when I was sixteen!" Geralt hurriedly defended.
"I can prove this. He is telling the truth. My dear brother has given his first time to Sharon Stone." Mel pursed his lips and said with disgust.
"Bitch! You promised me you would keep a secret!" Geralt stood up angrily, staring at his sister with angry eyes. Looking closely, there were tears of shame in his red eyes.
"Hey, I'm your sister. I can't just watch you die alone in the library with those celebrity posters, can I?" Mel spread his hands and said, "Besides, the elite education that grandpa pursues has already produced a weird cousin. I can't have another nerd. I can't bear to see the Morgan family die out."
Jack, who was shot for no reason, didn't care much. He patted Geralt on the shoulder and smiled, "I think Mel is right. The Morgan family can't be destroyed by you."
"What are you talking about, bastard! You are the eldest son!" Geralt slapped his cousin's hand away: "YouYou will never understand the beauty of the sea of stars, damn Teddy, and you, vicious Francesco! "
"Thank you for the compliment." Jack and Mel said in unison.
Seeing the two men so shameless, Geralt left in anger.
Looking at his cousin's back, Jack asked with a heavy heart: "Is he like this at school?"
Mel folded his arms and said with contempt: "It was better at school. Just today, a very cute girl asked him to go to a party, but he ran away after being teased."
Mel was also helpless about this introverted brother.
Hearing this, Jack's eyes lit up and said: "Do you have the contact information of that girl?"
"What do you want to do?" Mel looked at Jack with a vigilant face.
"Of course, save my dear cousin and tell the girl that Geralt will come as promised tonight. "Jack said mysteriously.
"Impossible, first of all, you have to convince Geralt, and secondly, Kud has warned us..." Mel shook her head, thinking that Jack's suggestion was unlikely to be realized. Not to mention Kud, she would be stuck in convincing Geralt, although she also wanted to have some fun.
"I have a way with Geralt, but as for Kud, will you listen to him?"
"Ok, the party starts at 8 o'clock, and we have less than an hour. Can you make it?" Mel struggled for half a second and agreed decisively.
Jack and Mel clapped their hands and said confidently: "No problem, wait for me for 20 minutes." Then he went upstairs.
There was a knock on the door, and Israel took off his glasses, put the book in his hand aside and said: "Come in. "
Jack's smirking face caught Israel's eyes, and he was interrupted just as he was about to reprimand him.
"We will not participate in the sniping operation against the little crocodile."
"We will step up our ties with that ancient Eastern country."
"The Internet is still our focus."
"We will continue to hold Microsoft, Nvidia must be acquired, and Apple can be re-acquired."
"There is also a company called Google, you can pay more attention to it."
"Well... that's about it."
Jack said it all in one breath, and his mouth was dry. He skillfully picked up the whiskey on the table and poured himself a glass and drank it all.
"..." Israel was still a little unresponsive, but what concerned him most was that Jack did not say any words like 'maybe', 'should', or 'perhaps' when he handed in his homework this time.
"Well. "
Keeping in mind the companies Jack just mentioned, Israel wanted to hear Jack's analysis. But twenty years ago, when this kid, who was not even as tall as his knee, firmly told him to bet heavily on a company called Microsoft, Israel knew that Jack was different.
Although Jack's explanation to him was always the word 'intuition'.
"Grandpa, can I go now?"
Israel, who wanted to talk more, saw Jack's impatient expression.
...
"Hey! Another girl got up the courage to ask you to go to a party, and you hurt her heart like this?"
"Jack, you are the one who hurts girls the most."
"Nonsense, every girl said I was a good man after breaking up with me."
"I said this nerd would never go, let him live the rest of his life here with those stars."
"Mel, I will tell Dad."
"If I have one less penny in pocket money next month, your story when you were sixteen will spread all over Harvard."
"Bitch! I...ah!"
...
Looking at Carrot who fainted in the back seat, Mel in the passenger seat was in a very good mood, not worrying about whether Jack's method was professional or not.
"What's the girl's name?" Jack asked while driving.
"Syvil Oz, a graduate student at the School of Design, is three years older than us." Mel skillfully took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from her bag, took out one and lit it.
"Wow, I didn't expect that our little Carrot has such charm!" Jack whistled excitedly.
"If he didn't have a bastard face like you, he would have to wait until he inherited his father's position before he had the chance to get in touch with such a beauty." Mel said as he exhaled a cigarette.
"Haha, Mel, you are so vicious!"
"No, I'm just praising myself."
It has to be said that the Morgan family's genes are really good, with handsome men and beautiful women. In the evening, Mel wore a royal blue dress, her fair skin was like the most exquisite porcelain, and her long chestnut hair moved in the wind. Even Jack, who had seen countless women, felt a little surprised.
This made Jack feel something was wrong. Usually, Mel was bare-faced, but today she was wearing lipstick and eyebrows.
A woman dresses to please herself, and it is estimated that there is someone she loves at the party.
Compared to his cousin's love life, Jack is more concerned about the party itself.
"What is the theme of tonight's party?"
"I don't know, but many people call Sylvie Oz the 'Party Queen'. I also heard that she invited many students from the School of Design and the School of Law. It must be quite interesting." Mel's mind was not on the party.
"So that's how it is. 'Party Queen', I am quite looking forward to it."
After driving for nearly 40 minutes, the three arrived at their destination, Studio Night, a famous bar in New York City, located in the center of New York City.
After parking the car, Jack carried Geralt, who was still in a coma, to the door of the bar, and the noisy singing woke Geralt up immediately.
Geralt, who was not fully awake yet, looked up dazedly, and the flashing neon lights awakened his memory immediately.
"Jack! Do you know that the neck is the most vulnerable part of a person? If you are not careful... Ugh."
AngryGeralt was covered with his mouth and dragged to the door, but was stopped by a burly black security guard.
"FFCCK." Mel read out a few letters, and the black man who heard the correct password raised his hand and let them in.
The noisy music and the strong smell of alcohol hit him, and the people in the dance floor swayed with the rhythm. Mel saw the man leaning against the corner in a black leather jacket at a glance, and walked straight towards the man after saying goodbye to the two.
"Hey!" Geralt finally broke free from Jack's hand, and was angry and ready to go forward to argue, but met his cousin's cunning eyes, and a bad premonition came to his heart.
"Ah!"
A huge force came from his buttocks, and Geralt, who couldn't control his body, stumbled towards the people in the dance floor.
Until he knocked down a man with golden hair.
The man who was dancing happily with his female companion was completely unprepared and was knocked out by Geralt, and then the people behind him were affected.
"Fxxx!" The blond man who was suddenly attacked stood up, looked at the somewhat panicked Geralt and was furious, and grabbed his collar.
Nervous Geralt looked back, but there was no Jack.
"Hey beauty, do you know Bob?" Jack walked to the bar with a cocktail and shouted to the back of a man wearing a brown jacket and long black hair.
The voice behind scared Andy, and she was stunned when she looked back.
This may be the most handsome man she has ever seen in her life.