Chapter 9 Pool Party

The City of Angels is brightly lit at night.

Although it doesn’t have the row upon row feeling of New York’s skyscrapers.

The lights on Beverly Hills still announce the prosperity of the city.

This is Hollywood, which has the world's largest film industry and produces dazzling stars every year.

Every year, countless handsome men and beautiful women come here seeking their opportunities.

In the United States and the world, they are eager to become an overnight sensation and become those big stars who are admired by others, or who are reserved, noble, or have unique personalities.

As long as they can become famous, as long as they can gain a foothold or even develop in Hollywood, this glamorous place, they don't mind giving up everything.

Wait, you said they were doing it for acting and for a movie career?

Of course, everyone says that, doesn't they? 9406 Crest Avenue.

Inside the villa.

Milo emerged from the bedroom and passed through the glass passageway lined with floor lamps.

A large swimming pool illuminated by various colorful spotlights is right in front of you, filled with noisy talking and laughter.

Like him, a fat man wearing only colorful shorts was standing in front.

"Hey, let's go, let's be happy!"

Milo called out to Wendy, laughing.

Before turning the corner, the fat man smiled and walked forward and whispered:

"There is good news and there is bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Milo's cheerful steps were stopped by Wendy's words.

He raised an eyebrow. "What kind of news? Let's start with the bad news."

"I thought you wanted to hear the good news first."

Wendy said with a smile.

"Hurry up, I can't wait to get out there and show my Big Wood off!"

Seeing Milo's impatient look, Wendy had no choice but to say:

"The bad news is, someone might come and disturb your pool party later~"

"who?"

Milo frowned.

He had been looking forward to tonight's pool party the entire afternoon.

Although the original body has a lot of memories of such happy parties.

Every time he just thought about it, he couldn't help but think of all kinds of "Wood".

But Milo didn't experience it personally after all, those were just memories.

Now that I can experience it myself, I can’t wait to do it.

"Michael Eisner, he's coming. His secretary called me and said he wanted to visit you."

The fat man was beaming with joy and said excitedly, "I said you were having a party and was a little busy. But he insisted on coming."

"Michael Eisner?"

Milo: "Chairman of Disney?"

"Yes, that Mickey Mouse Tyrant."

"I don't think I'm familiar with him. I've only met him once?"

Milo asked puzzledly, "Why does this Hollywood big shot want to see me?"

"So at this time, you need me to tell you the good news." Wendy said with a cheerful expression.

"Um?"

"News has just come in from Plymouth. It's from Washington."

"Then what?"

Wendy: "The Honorable Joseph Blackburn, today he becomes the Chairman of the House Broadcasting Regulatory Committee."

There was a mirror in front of where Milo and Wendy were talking.

He looked in the mirror and tidied up his messy hair. "My dad got a promotion?"

"You could say that."

Wendy looked at Milo's streamlined muscles, which seemed to be glowing, especially his eight-pack abs.

Wendy is not gay, but she couldn't help but want to touch it.

"You have a body that is truly enviable. I don't see you exercising..."

The fire of jealousy in Wendy's eyes could almost burn her to death.

"Hehe..." Milo said, "Let's get down to business. Michael Eisner's sudden visit should be related to my dad's promotion today?"

"Yes."

Wendy signaled that it was okay to go in because most of the words had been said.

“Everyone in Hollywood knows that Disney wants to be a monster.”

"Michael Eisner has been in contact with ABC since last year."

As they walked towards the swimming pool, Wendy said:

"But in the past, no Hollywood giant has ever owned a major national television network at the same time, so Disney still has some problems at the legislative level."

"The Broadcasting Industry Regulatory Commission was established only last year. It is the final hurdle that Michael Eisner has to face in terms of legislation."

"I see."

Milo smiled and said to Wendy, "Fuck! There is no bad news, only good news."

“Hahaha~”

The fat man smiled happily. He looked at Milo's strong body and said, "Those little bitches here tonight will go crazy. I don't know how many of them will kneel down and lick you. Use your big wood to knock them over!"

The two walked to the front of the swimming pool and could see David and York standing in a corner.

The two bodyguards were talking in low voices.

"We just have to make sure that, apart from having sex with women, the boss is always in our sight."

The experienced David passed on his experience to the inexperienced York.

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"clear."

York nodded to show that he understood, but he was thinking in his heart that the gap between the two brothers was too big.

Palatine lived like an ascetic.

And his brother, who had just returned from his funeral, was as absorbed in the matter as a Nero.

Milo had no idea that his brother's personal bodyguard was complaining about him in his heart.

At this moment, Milo felt like King Zhou!

What meets the eye is a swimming pool with colorful ripples under the dreamy lights.

All you see are bras and barely-there onesies.

The carcass, which should have been white, exudes colorful and tempting glow under the light.

The soothing and lazy jazz music has a luxurious feel.

The party hasn't started yet, so it's not time to get excited yet.

The arrival of the real owner immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

A hot bikini waitress with a bow around her neck came over, walking in black high heels with a catwalk, carrying a tray of champagne.

Milo took a sip from a glass of champagne to soothe his chapped lips.

"Ponds of wine and meat, King Zhou! He really knows how to have fun!" he muttered to himself.

Next to the swimming pool, there is a very long table filled with various pastries, fruits and drinks, a typical European and American buffet.

"Wendy, you always make me worry~"

He put the champagne back and rubbed the bunny girl, causing the latter to sneer at him.

Milo smiled and said to Wendy, "Why do I feel that the quality of tonight's party is higher than in the past?"

Certainly higher than before.

Wendy thought, because it costs more money.

Milo actually knew this.

My authority and ranking in the family are now much higher than before.

He remembered that he used to have only two million dollars in expenses per year.

Two million dollars.

That’s a huge sum of money for 99.99999% of the people in the world.

But for a dandy boy, this is certainly not enough.

Fortunately, Paladin often gave him money, and his mother also gave him some money occasionally.

His family has prepared everything for him, including a house, a car and a yacht.

There is still enough money to spend, and I can even invest in movies and date female stars.

But as for how generous he is, that's not the case.

The original Milo could only mess around with unknown female stars and actresses.

Those big-name female stars who can make a lot of money on their own don't care about him.

But now, before he comes to Los Angeles this time.

Wendy made it clear to him that his living expenses were now five million dollars a year.

In addition, he now had a $20 million line of credit from the First National Bank of Boston.

This money was the amount that his grandfather promised to give him after he had a heart-to-heart talk with his grandfather.

The reason for all this is that he is now the only male descendant of the younger generation of the Blackburn family.

As his housekeeper, Wendy also has money to get things done.

Of course, the quality of the party will improve.

Wood, that is, wood, wood. Morning wood, an American terrier, means morning wood.

Sometimes used as a reference to a man's thing. (End of this chapter)