Big stars who came out of football

234 Chapter 32: Accident

The night at the Mumbai Hotel was very lively, and Claire, who returned to the hotel late at night, also enjoyed the singing and dancing environment around her.

It's just a pity that Claire doesn't have a confidant next to him, but he is not uncommonly struck up by people around him while sitting in the bar on the 14th floor of the Mumbai Hotel~
As for what happened at the auction during the day, Claire didn't take it seriously at all. After all, a company that has not yet been listed has no resistance to the counterattack of [North American Trade Network]!
Maybe after tonight, the clothing company with such a strange name might declare bankruptcy!

"Hey, why is it so busy here tonight?" Claire asked curiously as he took the red wine that a male waiter filled him up and watched the performance on the stage.

This waiter looks very capable, and he has a faint scent of lavender on him. When Claire took the red wine in his hand, Claire glanced at the male waiter's fingernails reflexively~
Well, it's clean~
At first glance, it is the set that big hotels often ask for!
"Wow, maybe it's because tomorrow's guests are more important. It is said that there is a more important couple who just got married staying at our hotel tonight."

"The person sitting obliquely in front of you is their butler, and he ordered this dance."

Claire glanced at the man in front of her who looked like a British butler. Claire didn't pay attention but turned to the waiter next to her and said, "Can you give me a copy of today's newspaper?"

"Today? Sir, it's past midnight now, what you want is yesterday's newspaper, right?"

Claire glanced at his watch and said with a smile, "Yes, yesterday, hahaha, the latest newspaper, thank you for your hard work."

"Sir, don't worry, the newspapers in our Taj Mahal Hotel are all the latest ones from every newspaper office." The waiter turned and left after saying this.

The waiter had just left a Russian man and sat down directly opposite Claire: "Oakley, Mr. Claire is very happy to meet you."

"Me too, are you?"

"Hahaha, I am a Russian businessman. I will have a private party at this hotel later. Do you want to join me?"

Claire Lee said regretfully: "That's such a pity, my plane is at 2 o'clock in the morning tonight."

But what surprised Claire Lee was that the Russian named Oakley was obviously a frequent visitor to the Taj Mahal Hotel. He just sat here and a waiter respectfully put a whole bottle of red wine on him. on the table.

Oakley skillfully opened the red wine and said with a smile on his face: "Drink this for me. I'm a frequent visitor to this hotel. The hotel's customer label is very good. Not only does it know that I don't like seafood, but it also often follows me. Arrange the wine according to your preferences.”

At this time, the hotel waiter came again. Claire took the newspaper and said thank you with a smile. Claire, who looked down at the newspaper, took a sip of the red wine that Oakley poured for him and praised: "Well, it's really good." good."

"Are you interested in newspapers? I heard that your store has opened in Hong Kong, and I know it well."

Claire just smiled and nodded, but Claire began to focus more on the newspaper. The first article of the newspaper, which still smelled of ink, was the news of [train station explosion] that caused many injuries.

Seeing this, Claire Lee couldn't help curling her lips: "India doesn't look as safe as others boast."

"Well, yes, I lost more than 1000 rubles here when I first came to India. If I didn't have enough friends, I don't think I would know you today."

Oakley's enthusiasm and Claire's boredom allowed the two of them to chat smoothly for a long time. When Oakley was chatting happily, he opened a brochure in his hand and said: "I haven't decided on the model for tonight yet. Are you sure about tonight?" Won’t you come?”

Oakley opened the manual in his hand while talking, and Claire looked along the manual, and there were all photos of beautiful models in it, from India, Russia, and the United States~
"Look at this, this breast is big!"

When Claire heard Oakley's words, Clareton felt a little embarrassed, and some vague eyes around him looked over directly.

Claire followed her gaze. There was a man who looked like a butler sitting there just now. I don’t know when two young couples were sitting there, one American and one Indian, and that Indian woman looked very beautiful~
Claire cast an apologetic look at the two of them with an embarrassing face, but his husband spread his hands helplessly.

But Oakley still shared his resources with Claire with enthusiasm~
"Oakley! It's nice to meet you, but I think my time may be up. I'll go up and prepare my luggage. This is my business card. If you come to the UK by chance, I can take you to enjoy life~" Claire said After finishing this sentence, he winked at Oakley playfully, but Oakley spread his arms and hugged Claire with regret on his face: "It's rare to meet such a considerate person like you."

When Claire turned to leave, she murmured in her heart: "Bullshit is considerate, if I'm not in business, you might not even look at me."

After returning to the hotel, Claire took a shower and changed into loose clothes, then sat on his suitcase while looking at the scenery outside the window while waiting for his driver to answer his call~
Sometimes waiting is the most boring thing, but at this moment, the screams and gunshots downstairs of the Mumbai hotel suddenly attracted Claire's attention!

"Oh! Shit! Are there any terrorists in India?" Claire looked downstairs and looked at a few men carrying schoolbags holding AK47s who were blindly shooting at pedestrians on the street. Not far away, there was a lot of chaos. The group of people being chased suddenly rushed into the hotel~
Before Claire could react, the noisy hotel immediately became quiet~
The corner of Claire's mouth curled up when he heard this scene: "Damn, you are really well-trained!"

The echo of AK47 could be heard clearly by the entire hotel. After 5 minutes or 10 minutes, the intensive gunfire in the hotel turned into an occasional sound~
But Claire calmly made a call: "Welch! I think I may be in trouble. If you come to pick me up later, you'd better bring a few more people with you!"

Welch, who was driving, slammed on the brakes and was stunned for a moment when he heard the movement from Claire, but Welch quickly turned the car again and said to Claire in the hotel: "Okay! Boos, you can find a place to hide first, hotel rooms are the most dangerous, I suggest you hide in the corner of the restaurant, basement, or wine cellar, because there are usually back doors and door locks there!"

(End of this chapter)