Chandler to learn from him. He didn't know how he could make Janice scream for more than half a month.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Just when Rachel was about to leave, she was startled by the knock on the door. She quickly looked out through the peephole and saw Joey standing outside with an angry face.
"Sweetheart, it seems that your crow mouth is quite effective..." Jack laughed.
"It's not Monica, it's Joey!"
Rachel quickly shrank back and looked around nervously, trying to find a place to hide.
"Hey, don't be nervous..." Jack was happy, and forced Rachel, who was like a frightened kitten, to sit on the sofa, turned on the TV and opened the door.
"What's wrong with you guys every day!?" Joey walked in angrily and asked: "If this continues, our circle of friends will be scattered!!"
Chandler is now in a hot relationship with Janice. The two are inseparable and can't be cut apart by a saw. Even Phoebe, who has always been together, is busy hanging out with her new boyfriend every day.
Ross was preparing for his business trip, Monica had to take care of Ben from time to time, Rachel worked in a cafe during the day and was busy with her own "business" in the afternoon, and even Jack, who was the most idle, was mysterious recently and could not be seen at night.
He was almost bored.
"Hey, Rachel?" Joey looked up and saw Rachel after venting.
"That's right! That's why I feel the same way! So I came to discuss it with Jack!" Rachel thought about it and continued with what Joey said.
"Right! I think we must find some activities to bring everyone together!" Joey agreed deeply, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of beer to drink.
Jack's eyes lit up and said, "How about holding a party? Ross is going abroad, I think we can hold a secret surprise party for him!"
"Good suggestion!" Joey immediately raised his hand to agree happily. Among the six people, he was the only one who liked Jack's party the most.
"You know, Monica will never agree to my party, so I want to keep it a secret from them. Only the three of us will know about the surprise party!" Jack had a brilliant idea, but the premise is that the party plan is not banned.
"Hey! Rachel, I believe you will notYou will refuse, for the sake of our friendship..." Joey looked at Rachel with hope.
Rachel held her forehead. Monica had warned her before that Jack must not be informed of the farewell party. If she told them now that Monica was also planning to hold a party, then, now she was going to hold two parties at the same time?
"Actually..."
She was about to say that Monica was also going to hold a party, but then she thought that if these two people knew that Monica was going to hold a party without informing them, they would definitely go to Monica.
But if she told them that Monica was going to hold a party, then her excuse of washing clothes every day would be seen through by Monica.
She was already a little overwhelmed. She met their eyes and made up her mind to go all out and said, "I think it's good too! "
Just don't tell either side, live one more day.
The two cheered and started to discuss what to do on the day of the party. Rachel was more and more frightened as she listened. She promised to keep the secret and quickly left with the basket of clothes.
Looking at the sunset outside the window, Rachel let out a long breath. If she really implemented Jack's idea, she felt that Ross might not have the chance to go abroad.
Jack was talking excitedly when the phone in his arms rang.
"I need you tonight! !"
Hearing a somewhat immature male voice, Jack hung up the phone without hesitation. Just as he was about to continue talking, the phone rang again.
"Jack! ! It's me!"
After carefully identifying the voice on the other end of the phone, Jack reacted and said in surprise: "Geralt?"
He didn't expect it to be Geralt. You know, this is the first time this cousin called him.
"Is there something wrong at home? "Jack walked to the window nervously. Joey noticed that he looked a little strange. He gestured to let them talk again and then left the apartment.
"Nothing happened at home..." Geralt was a little embarrassed to say it.
"Oh..." Jack was relieved to know that nothing happened at home
Geralt mustered up the courage to say, "I want to ask you to do me a favor..."
"Oh? Tell me about it. "
This actually aroused Jack's interest. This seemed to be the first time that Geralt had asked him for help since he was a child.
"It's like this…" Since he had made this call, Geralt had already made plans to let Jack laugh at him.
"Sylvie's family is hosting a party tonight. She invited me to be her dance partner. As you know, I have never attended such a dance… So I want you to go with me…"
"…."
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Geralt was a little confused. He finally mustered up the courage to make this call. He said such an embarrassing thing, but Jack actually hung up.
While he was still in a daze, the phone rang back.
"Hahahaha… Sorry, I laughed so hard just now that I couldn't hold the phone steady… Hahaha…"
Geralt could already imagineJack looked like he was asking for a beating.
"Of course, my dear cousin is going to a dance for the first time, I will definitely go to join in the fun, tell me the address, I will take a taxi there later."
Seeing Jack agreed, Geralt breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No. xxx, Fifth Avenue, Manhattan."
Hmm? Jack frowned when he heard the address. He was somewhat familiar with this place, and said, "What is your relationship with that Seville now?"
".... We are boyfriend and girlfriend, I guess..."
"Did you take the initiative, or did she take the initiative?" Jack's tone was a little solemn.
"Is there a difference?"
"Hey..." Jack didn't explain much, promised his cousin that he would go to the appointment in the evening, hung up the phone, and lay on the sofa thinking.
The Upper East Side of Manhattan, where old money in New York gathers, can hold a dance on Fifth Avenue, which means that Seville's family background is definitely not bad. Whether she likes Geralt or approaches him with a purpose, Jack doesn't know for the time being.
"Mel, what does the family of the 'party queen' you mentioned last time do?" Jack called his cousin Mel.
"Sylvie Oz? It seems that her family runs a magazine. I don't remember the specific name, but it seems to be quite famous." Mel was a little puzzled, but still answered Jack's question.
"Okay, I know." After getting the answer, Jack hung up the phone and dialed a number again. Soon a fax appeared in the apartment.
Sylvie Oz, 25 years old, is studying at...
Below is a series of detailed data, covering all her resume from childhood to adulthood, but this is not what Jack cares about. What he cares about is the information on the second page, which lists Sylvie's family relationships in detail.
Her father is Ike Oz, who is considered a successful businessman. He is currently running a clothing company, has a well-known independent brand, and holds the overseas agency rights of several luxury goods.
But what is more noteworthy is that Seville's mother, Brenda Jedi, the president of the fashion magazine "RUNWAY", is extremely capable and skillful. The biggest help for Iko Oz's company to achieve today's achievements is the support of his wife Brenda Jedi and her family.
To put it bluntly, his father is a gigolo.
Putting the information in his hand aside, Jack also had a general understanding of the family of his cousin's "girlfriend". Jack had come into contact with a lot of such old money before.
Put on clothes, go downstairs and take a taxi straight to the Upper East Side.
Along the famous Central Park to the north, high-rise buildings stand in rows, night lights illuminate the road, the shops on the roadside are brightly lit, and the police cars everywhere also show its uniqueness.
The taxi stopped at the door of a luxury hotel. After entering the hotel, Jack did not go upstairs directly, but sat in the lobby to make a phone call.
"Fabio, where are you?"
The voice on the other end of the line was unbearable.Unbelieving surprise: "Jack?"
"It's me. You're also at the party tonight, right? I'm in the lobby, come down and pick me up." Jack said lightly.
When Fabio heard this, he immediately left his beautiful female companion behind and rushed to the elevator, pressing the elevator button frantically. The people present didn't know what was going on. It was rare to see the heir of the Badgley family being so rude.
Fabio paced anxiously in the elevator, thinking about what to say when he saw the "big brother" who he hadn't contacted for many years.
"Ding!"
The elevator door opened, and Fabio saw Jack sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.
Jack also saw Fabio with black hair and black eyes, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Fabio, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you're still as charming as ever!"
"Jack...Jack..." Fabio still didn't dare to believe his eyes too much. The legend in the circle disappeared for so many years, but he actually called him on this day and appeared in front of him.
"I knew you would be a big part of the party tonight!" Jack said with his arms around Fabio.
Fabio scratched his head and smiled foolishly. He still remembered that he had always followed Jack's group of people. When he was eighteen, he stood like a minion at the Queen's Ball.
Back in the ballroom, Jack's appearance did not cause any reaction. Fabio was about to go on stage to announce the return of the 'king', but was stopped by Jack. He was just here to see Geralt tonight: "I'm just strolling around, you play yours."
How could Fabio leave his idol behind to play by himself? He quickly followed Jack, and the two walked to the balcony together to enjoy the night breeze.
"Jack, do you want to call Li and the others..."
"No need. I went to his club two days ago, but I didn't see him, and I didn't know he was on the bed of that supermodel." Jack took a glass of champagne and leaned on the railing. He felt that he was a little out of place here now.
"He's been quite busy lately, with yacht parties and flying to Fiji for parties..." Fabio's eyes showed a hint of envy. He also wanted to be as free as Lee, to date any supermodel or Hollywood star he wanted, but his family was not wealthy, so he could only date small socialites.
"Jack, do you know about Caroline?" Fabio asked.
Caroline was brought into the circle by Jack. To be honest, Fabio was quite obsessed with Caroline at that time, especially her legs...
But Jack and Caroline were having a hot affair at that time, and he didn't dare to make any move on Caroline. Even after they broke up, Caroline rejected his pursuit. After all, as the daughter of the most powerful upstart in New York, she definitely looked down on his family's assets. He was plain-looking, and except for a little money, he had nothing else to impress Caroline.
"Everyone in New York should know this..." Jack drank a sip of champagne. He didn't know what happened to that silly girl. Maybe he should find time to go see her.
"Actually, I still want to find her, but...You also know..." Fabio said bitterly to himself. The money owed by the Channing family would take at least ten Badgley family assets to make up for it.
Jack was a little surprised. He didn't expect Fabio to have such a side. He smiled and clinked glasses with him: "It's rare that you have this heart."
"Are you leaving this time?" Fabio felt stupid after asking this question.
In fact, when he first met Jack, he couldn't feel the sharpness and pride in Jack at all. He became restrained and deep.
And the simple white T-shirt and unknown casual pants have already shown that Jack is no longer the Jack of the past.
The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted the conversation between the two. Fabio also left tactfully. He saw that Jack didn't want to have too many intersections with them. It was wisest to keep this little affection now.
"Jack! Where are you? ! "Geralt's voice was trembling. He was already nervous when he saw so many people before he even had his first dance with Sylvie.
"I'm already at the party. Don't worry. You'll see me later."
"Jack hung up the phone without saying anything more because he saw an acquaintance.
Andy was sitting on the sofa bored, watching the passionate men and women wriggling on the dance floor. She drank a sip of red wine and rubbed her tired eyes.
She has been working at "RUNWAY" for almost a month. In name, she is the assistant of editor-in-chief Miranda, but in fact, her job is to be her 24-hour personal butler, carefully helping her deal with official and private affairs, and Miranda often says that he is dressed in a rustic way.
Originally, she planned to practice her writing skills in the fashion magazine "RUNWAY", but now all that is left is torture. If it weren't for this damn work experience that would help her switch to a TV station as a reporter in the future, she would have quit long ago.
While she was secretly cursing her boss, a pair of big hands rested on her shoulders, which scared her and made her look back.
Jack looked at Andy with a surprised face and smiled, "Are you tired recently?"