Menglu was caught. Her body became stiff and her eyes were filled with fear, because this incident happened too suddenly and she was not prepared at all.

Give the big boss a slap to wake him up.

No kidding.

This is Mr. Hardy, one of the richest men in America and one of the most powerful men in Hollywood. The president has asked him to do this, so Monroe dare not do that.

Menglu thought about it, grabbed Hardy's arm and tried to pull it out, but when she pulled hard, she found that Hardy held it even tighter.

After trying twice, Monroe failed. She finally gave up. How could she possibly be stronger than an adult man? Finally, she gave up and lay obediently beside Hardy.

Her upper body was grabbed by a big hand, her lower body was pressed by a strong thigh, and the man's body was pressed against her, and she could even feel a bulging part.

This made Menglu's heart beat faster and faster.

The light was on in the room.

Menglu turned her head slightly to look at Hardy. From this angle, she found that Mr. Hardy was really handsome. He was not that kind of delicate handsome, but he had a strong masculine aura all over his body.

The smell of alcohol and a slight hint of sweat emanating from Mr. Hardy made Monroe feel a little tipsy.

Suddenly at this moment.

Menglu felt so comfortable being held in this man's arms.

Feels so safe.

Monroe's life experience was very bad. Her mother was a single mother, and there was no definite answer as to who her father was. Monroe's mother was mentally ill, and she was hospitalized for treatment when she was young.

Menglu was sent to several foster homes since she was a child. Unpleasant things happened to her during that time and she even lived in an orphanage. This kind of wandering and dependent life made her feel extremely insecure.

She woke up from her sleep countless times and cried until dawn. She even suspected that she had inherited her mother's mental illness.

But today.

She lay next to this strong and powerful man, feeling a sense of security she had never felt before.

Although it is inexplicable, it is so real.

Why is this happening?

Meng Lu couldn't figure it out either.

Perhaps it was because when she was in the most difficult time, Mr. Hardy sent someone to find her and gave her this job, which made her life gradually get better.

Maybe it was because he was very strong. His thick thighs pressed against her body. Although it was very heavy, it gave her a different kind of oppressive feeling. This feeling of oppression made her feel very secure.

Maybe it was his large hand grasping his chest.

His hands were big and strong, radiating heat, even a little hot, making his cold chest feel warm.

It's just that the acacia beans are a little painful when they are pinched by my fingers.

Or maybe it was because Mr. Hardy was very rich and powerful. People said that Mr. Hardy was now the most powerful man in Hollywood. Such a man could protect himself. She was like a fawn that was always injured, with its body full of arrow wounds, and she hoped that a strong man would come to save her.

Of course,

She had also heard rumors privately that Mr. Hardy controlled the Los Angeles Mafia and was the biggest boss on the West Coast.

Menglu didn't care about this at all.

That means Mr. Hardy is a man among men. If I become his woman, it would be a blessing to be beaten by such a man.

Is she a bitch?

No,

She's just a little perverted in her pursuit of security.

She helped with publicity during the day and attended a cocktail party at night, where she drank some wine. She could no longer hold it in, and while she was daydreaming, Menglu fell asleep in a daze.

The assistant and two bodyguards had been standing outside the door, but after waiting for a long time, Meng Lu did not come out of the room. The three of them looked at each other.

"What should we do? Do you want to go in and take a look?" asked the bodyguard.

"Will the boss keep Miss Menglu here? Will we cause trouble if we go in?" the assistant asked hesitantly.

The bodyguard frowned and thought for two seconds, "No, we have to make sure the boss is safe first, because the boss didn't ask us to find a woman before."

The assistant thought about it and nodded.

The boss's safety comes first.

The bodyguard opened the door quietly without making any sound. The facilities of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel are really good.

The bodyguard tiptoed to the door of the room, turned his head and looked inside. The light in the room was on, and he could see the situation on the bed clearly.

The boss was hugging the blonde woman at this moment, his hand on the woman's chest and his thigh pressing on the woman. The boss was breathing evenly and the woman seemed to be asleep.

After making sure the boss was safe, the bodyguard retreated.

Okay, time to go home from get off work.

......

After an unknown amount of time, Menglu woke up in a daze and found herself lying in a strange room with a man lying beside her.

It took Menglu several seconds to remember what happened before.

She looked up at the clock on the bedside, it was three thirty in the morning, then looked at the man on her body, Boss Hardy. At this moment, Hardy was no longer holding Meng Lu, but his hand was still holding Manman, but now it was not the same hand as before, but the other side.

Monroe moved slowly. This time Hardy didn't grab her. Monroe slowly pulled her body out of Hardy's hand.

After sitting up and adjusting her skirt, Menglu looked at the man on the bed again, tiptoed out of the room, came to the ordinary guest room area a few floors below, and opened the door of her room.

When she opened the door, the girl in the same dormitory was awakened and looked at Meng Lu in surprise, "Why are you back so late?"

Menglu forced a smile.

"Some things have delayed me. You should go to sleep."

The girl seemed to have guessed something, turned over and continued to sleep. Menglu took off her evening dress and lay on the bed, but she didn't know why she felt a little cold in the quilt. She missed the feeling of being in the warm embrace just now.

Slowly raise your hands.

Putting it on my own fullness, I wonder if this will give me some sense of security?

But after trying it, she found out.

no.

Not at all.

She suddenly felt very regretful. Why did she leave? She might as well sleep until dawn and deal with other things after she woke up.

I tossed and turned, and was still in a daze until dawn, unable to sleep well.

......

The next day.

Hardy woke up and felt that he had slept very well. After washing up and blowing his hair, he glanced at the bed and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

He did drink too much last night.

But it's not yet a state of blank consciousness.

He knew that Monroe had sent him in and helped him take off his clothes. After Hardy pushed Monroe over, he took the opportunity to put his hand in.

It feels very comfortable to touch.

Very full.

He likes the feeling of sleeping with a woman in his arms after getting drunk.

But I drank a little too much last night, so I couldn't do anything. I just fell asleep holding on to my dream.

He didn't know that the woman left him, but he guessed that Menglu waited until he fell asleep and then left.

Since coming into this world.

Hardy took everything lightly.

Kneeling down and trying to please a girl?

That's impossible.

Just go ahead and do it. There is nothing to be ambiguous about.

I can praise you and love you, but that is my own wish. You should push me away if I need to. If you don't listen, get out of here.

Before Monroe sat on his lap last night, Hardy had no idea about it, but when the woman did that, Hardy became interested. He flipped her over, held her in his arms, and reached in to play with her.

She picked it up herself.

It must also belong to oneself.

If others want to get involved, sorry, HD Security, the Los Angeles Mafia, and the Hardy Group will all come to talk to you.

......

Yesterday, Hardy challenged Johnson to a debate with Dewey. After the team worked overnight to prepare the manuscript, it was published in major newspapers this morning.

As soon as the challenge letter was issued, it caused a huge sensation.

Global Times: "President Johnson has challenged presidential candidate John Dewey to a live debate on ABC TV. The two can ask each other questions on governance, economic development, foreign policy, the country's future, and issues of public concern. They can ask each other questions, the host can ask questions, and the audience can ask questions."

"This form of challenge will help the public get to know the future president better, which is beneficial to the election. Now Johnson has issued a challenge to Dewey, hoping that Dewey will respond within two days. We don't know whether Dewey will accept the challenge. We will wait and see."

Los Angeles Times: "The presidential candidate debate on TV is a very interesting idea. From this we can see that President Johnson is now full of fighting passion and is willing to face off against Dewey. I just don't know if Dewey has the dueling spirit of a knight. We will wait and see in two days."

The Washington Post: "Whether the TV debate will work or not is unknown, but it is clear that President Johnson is well prepared and ready to fight. Dewey's approval rating has dropped a lot after the last 'black gold incident'. Polls show that President Johnson has the upper hand. If Dewey agrees to the TV debate challenge, it may be an opportunity."

Dewey was giving a speech in Detroit, Michigan at the time. The Republican Party's stronghold was in the North. At that time, it was the Republican Party, which was supported by big industrial and commercial capitalists, that defeated the South, which was supported by farmers.

As long as he could win the support of these northern states, he still had a chance of winning.

But when he woke up in the morning and saw the contents of the newspaper, Dewey's face turned ugly again.

Johnson actually challenged himself.

If it were a few months ago, he would have gladly agreed. He was also confident that he could leave Johnson speechless at the defense meeting and once again show off himself in front of the public. After all, he was a prosecutor and debate was his strong point.

But now he doesn't have that confidence.

As for the reason, some newspapers have pointed it out, which is the last "black gold incident".

The black gold incident had a huge impact on Dewey. It can be said that the image he had built up for decades collapsed. The impact on Dewey was enormous.

If Johnson were to speak at a debate in front of the entire nation about the future strategy for flower relations, what would he say?

If he goes up there, he won't be showing off, but will be embarrassed instead.

......

Two days passed in a flash.

Hardy never responded, and President Johnson's campaign team cheered. Dewey was frightened and didn't even dare to respond.

Immediately organize people to write articles to launch another wave of verbal and written criticisms against Dewey, and criticize him as heavily as possible.

The Global Times and other newspapers published a series of articles.

"Dewey is frightened!"

"If you don't even have the courage to face challenges, how can you be a good president?"

"If the United States backs down in the face of personal challenges, will it also back down in the face of challenges from other countries in the future?"

"Dewey, get out of the race. You are not qualified to be president."

After seeing these reports, people who had previously been pessimistic about Dewey hated him even more, and many of those who had been prepared to support Dewey have now changed their minds. Is such a person really suitable to be president?

Dewey's reputation among the public once again declined significantly.

This time, after reading the newspaper, Dewey was so angry that he smashed the table. He did try to avoid the question because he didn't want to face Johnson's embarrassing questions. However, he was labeled a coward and a coward, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Damn,

I should have accepted the challenge at first. If asked, I would have just answered. At most I could have made up a few excuses to get away with it. But now, I am being called a coward.

I estimate that after this election, I will never have the opportunity to participate in elections again, because even those in the party will no longer look favorably upon me.