Chapter 292 Abandoned Police Station
With Amber's status, it was obviously impossible for her to be invited to the Met Gala. She attended as Johnny Depp's wife.
Because the two were secretly divorcing, she came but Depp did not (Note 1).
Musk looked Amber up and down. The dress Amber was wearing was definitely not the one she would wear to tomorrow's Met Gala, but a white Ralph Lauren long dress.
Combined with her blonde hair and red lips, she actually has a bit of the flavor of Monroe in "The Seven Year Itch".
"We need to talk." Musk pulled Amber aside.
“Oh, Elon, I’m not interested in your big rocket right now.”
Amber's fiery red lips opened and closed gently, the corners of her eyes raised, and her charming posture made Musk jump several times.
Electric cars, big rockets, and health care from wealthy people are Musk's three weapons for picking up girls.
"What you said really hurt me." Musk covered his heart with his hand, a sad expression on his face.
"You know, I locked myself in my room that day and didn't come out the whole day, not even going to the meeting at NASA."
"I swear, everything I said is true."
Musk lowered his head slightly and stared at Amber.
What he said was indeed true. He did lock himself in the room for a day and did not go to the NASA meeting. He was indeed a little sad, but that was because NASA canceled the meeting at the last minute. So he, his brother and a few friends played the beta version of Overwatch in the room for a day.
This is a metathetical fallacy in logic. When two events happen one after the other, people may mistakenly infer that the former caused the latter, even if there is no causal relationship between the two.
For example, I broke a mirror in the morning, so I fell in the afternoon.
This is a typical metaphysical fallacy. There is no necessary causal relationship between falling down in the afternoon and breaking a mirror in the morning. The former is not the cause of the latter.
Musk attempts to use the language of meta-fallacy to make leading statements to make Amber realize how obsessed he is with her.
This sounds like a dog-licking trick, right? But in fact, this is also a trick, but not everyone can use it.
Most people who use this trick are just bootlickers, which only makes the other person feel contemptuous, think they are pestering you, and feel even more annoyed.
But if the other person's social status is significantly higher than yours, it would be completely different.
Why is the domineering CEO theme so popular in female-oriented novels and is the largest category?
It doesn't mean that only the domineering domestic violence man who abuses the heroine every day is popular.
Rather, he is very domineering towards others, has the final say, and is a social elite, but he is infinitely doting on the heroine, which is why he is popular.
This is also Musk's most effective trick in picking up girls after he became rich, and it is also the trick he uses most often.
As mentioned before, "sincerity" is like the big and small jokers in your eyes. If it is played alone, it is a dead card, but if it is paired with a pair, it is a bomb.
Musk is famous, rich, and has a high social status. He has a strong working style and is the final word in all his companies. He is ruthless and is a true overbearing president.
A person with such an image in the outside world, now with tears in his eyes in front of a girl, showing his vulnerable side, which woman would not want to hug him in her arms and comfort him after seeing this?
Unlike Fang Yu who enjoys the process of picking up girls, Musk, who adheres to the "first principles", will analyze what his basic needs are and how to meet his basic needs in the most direct, effective and cost-saving way.
Moreover, this woman was indeed very special to him.
His younger brother Kimbal and his close friends have actually met Amber.
In the second half of last year, Amber was hanging out with Musk while Depp was away filming.
Musk's younger brother and close friends all hate Amber and think she is a "femme fatale".
They also had a serious discussion with Musk about this issue and how much negative impact it would have on Musk's reputation if it was eventually exposed.
Musk himself knows it, but this woman is like "poison". He knows it is harmful to the body, but he can't quit once he starts addicted.
Hearing Musk's words, Amber licked her lips with excitement in her eyes.
"Really? Elon, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect you to be so upset. Maybe we can go for another drink after the party."
Two abnormal blushes appeared on Amber's fair face.
What Fang Yu hates most is women tanning. After being banned by Fang Yu, Amber's skin color returned to normal within two weeks.
Musk was delighted.
"Then let's go to your hotel?" Musk glanced around.
Amber opened her red lips slightly and whispered in Musk's ear: "I have a better idea, how about..."
Musk was already feeling a bit excited due to Amber's warm breath, and he became even more excited after hearing what Amber said.
Especially at a crowded party like this, most people would look at the two of them when they passed by.
There's no way, Musk is too famous.
But because of this, and thinking about Amber's suggestion, Musk became even more excited.
"You're crazy!" Musk couldn't help but take a sip of champagne to suppress it.
Based on the first principles, he was absolutely sure that the only person who could calm his restlessness was the woman in front of him!
"There's no one there today. I just checked. Everyone who's partying is at the storehouse. No one's going there. It's 9:30 pm. I only have to wait ten minutes."
Amber helped Musk adjust his bow tie, lifted his chin with her finger, and with her beautiful eyes, she threw a wink at Musk before turning and leaving.
Musk asked a passing waiter for another glass of champagne, drank it all in one gulp, and looked at his watch. It was only half past seven.
He originally only wanted to stay here for a few dozen minutes and then leave. If his mother was willing to stay here, he would let the bodyguard take care of her.
But now it looked like he would have to stay here for a few more hours.
Although the theme of this met gala was not very good, the preparatory party was still well organized because the exhibitors invited here were not those blue-blood big brands, but fashion brands and personal designer works.
The theme of fashion in the technological age is obviously more conducive to the performance of individual designers.
The Brooklyn Navy Yard became a commercial district more than a decade ago, and it is full of small shops.
MetGala booked a portion of the shipyard's commercial area, allowing individual designers and fashion brands to display their exhibits in these small shops.
Therefore, every small commercial shop in the Brooklyn Shipyard was crowded with guests taking photos and buying exhibits.
At this time, there is probably no place on the entire blue planet with a higher average appearance than here.
There are many models in every shop, some are invited by designers, and some are just there to attend the party.
Even a girl who looks like she is standing on the street in a wholesale market may be one of the most famous models on the planet.
After walking around twice, Musk even felt that he was getting younger.
"I'm not a model, um, really, I'm not lying to you. No, no, no, I'm not Korean, I'm Zhou, that's right."
Musk suddenly heard a familiar voice. Turning around, he saw an Eurasian young man who was a few centimeters taller than him with one arm around the waist of a beautiful model. He was leaning against the bar and flirting with another model who looked very familiar.
The beautiful model whose waist he was holding didn't care at all that the young man was flirting with someone else. Not only did she look at the boy lovingly, she also took the initiative to feed a mini macaron into his mouth.
Is this guy flirting with this girl who seems to be Jenner's daughter from the Kardashian family? What's her name? Kendall Jenner?
No, that’s not important. What’s important is that this Ya’i boy is the one who had an affair with Amber that day!
There were two that day at the Eastern Columbia Building, and there were two again today.
You came from a big truck background, didn't you? The kind with a truck and two trailers?
Aren’t you afraid of being exhausted to death?
With Musk's intelligence, he could basically remember everything he saw. Moreover, Fang Yu and he had a grudge against each other, so how could he not remember Fang Yu?
"Hi~ Elon, I didn't expect to see you here. What did you get?"
Fang Yu keenly noticed Elon Musk's gaze, raised a wine glass with his free hand, and raised it towards Musk who was three meters away.
The muscles on Musk's face twitched twice.
Why is this guy here?
Musk snorted, turned around and left. As he walked out of the store, his eyes were attracted by a suit hanging on the wall.
A red dress that looked like it had less fabric than men's boxer briefs.
This dress...is a bit similar to the one No.6 wears in Battlestar Galactica.
Only 25 dollars?
Musk reached out to take off his clothes, took out 25 dollars from his wallet and threw it into the cash box placed casually outside the store.
I can let Amber wear this dress to imitate No.6 later.
Musk has also been playing coser for many years... no, cosplay. Just by imagining, you can imagine how tempting the scene is.
After finding his mother, Musk accompanied her for some socializing and also helped her negotiate two endorsements, one for a swimwear brand designed by a young independent designer, and the other for an internet-famous bakery.
Filial piety is commendable.
Not a mockery.
"Mom, I need to go to a meeting. Sam will send someone to pick you up after the party. If you want to leave early, call Sam."
Musk took out his cell phone to check the time. There were only twenty minutes left until half past nine. So after giving his mother some instructions, he ran quickly to the police station at the naval factory.
This police station is not a real police station, but a part of the original naval factory. As a historical relic, it has been preserved as it is for tourists to visit.
How could something that is only a few decades old become a relic?
It’s only been a few decades since 9/11, and the World Trade Center site has also become a historical relic.
Musk is nearly 1.9 meters tall and weighs nearly 250 kilograms. He was panting as he ran, and kept cursing in his heart why the shipyard was so big.
"Huh, we're here." Musk looked at the dark two-story building in front of him. Since Vogue didn't book this place, the lights were not on and the whole building looked dark.
Is this woman Hilde trying to trick me?
Musk grumbled in his heart, but since he was already here, he had to go in and take a look.
Pushing the door open and walking into the police office, Musk found the stairs leading to the second floor with the help of the night light outside and the flashlight on his mobile phone. Following the instructions Amber gave him in the message, he found the interrogation room.
The interrogation room had no windows and no light, so it was pitch black inside.
"Amber." Musk called out tentatively from the door leading to the interrogation room in the observation room of the interrogation room, but no one responded.
Phew, it seems she hasn't come yet.
Musk looked at the time and saw that it was five minutes until half past nine.
I will only wait for ten minutes. If she hasn't come after ten minutes, it means this woman is playing tricks on me. My time is so precious, how can I waste so much on a woman?
Musk suddenly felt a little thirsty and couldn't help but regret not bringing a bottle of water.
At this moment, Musk suddenly heard a sound coming from downstairs.
Amber?
Musk perked up and was about to say hello when he heard a strange woman's voice teasingly: "You actually know a place like this, an abandoned police station? I guess I can guess what you want to do."
Not Amber?
Musk was stunned and heard a man's voice mumbling something. Due to the echo and the man's low voice, he couldn't hear it clearly.
"Maybe. I think we should go over and take a look?" It was still the same woman's voice speaking.
Then Musk heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
!!!
Musk's face changed drastically.
What's going on? Why are there other people here? They sound like they're looking for some excitement too.
Is this a professional love room?
Are they going to come to the interrogation room too?
Seeing the footsteps getting closer, Musk couldn't help but feel uneasy.
No matter what, I am also a billionaire. If I am blocked here and it is publicized, will I still have any face left?
Note 1: In reality, Depp did not attend this year's Met Gala. His divorce had not been announced at the time, and Depp said he was filming a movie in Australia.
It should be Yang, 37 degrees, headache, runny nose, sore throat, similar to Chu Yang's condition.
Let me rest for a while.
There were indeed a few days this month where the updates were not very strong. I estimate that I will have 40,000 words less than last month, so I estimate that this month will be around 150,000 words.
Alas, I had wanted to break one million this month, but it seems I have to wait until next month.
I've had a series of health problems this month, so I'll make up for what I missed in the next few days. I'm only one-third done with this book so far, and I have no plans to cut it short, unless the number of pages drops to two or three hundred. Then I might really cut it short. Otherwise, it will definitely not end badly.
It seems relatively safe at the moment.
(End of this chapter)
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