olympian big player

Chapter 392 - Chapter 391
Mia is a professional housekeeper from Bu Ze Lu. She is a very standard 45-year-old Western woman with a pretty good figure. Well, to be precise, compared with those obese middle-aged women.

With the IQs of Viniya and Zaina, how could it be possible to hire a effervescent housekeeper for the family? Isn't this just asking for trouble for the two of them.

As for hiring a butler, it is even more impossible. There is only one man at home, and they are dressed casually at home. Just like the scene just now, Viniya also saw Mia.

In fact, it was very lucky to invite Mia. This lady went to the British Butler Academy after graduating from high school.

After graduation, I have been engaged in related work. The third job was to work as a housekeeper for a well-known boss for 15 years. As a result, the other party caught up with the financial crisis in 08 and went bankrupt in an instant.

In the next two years, I also engaged in some jobs, but the salary of ordinary housekeepers was not as high as before. After a while, I was dug over by Bu Zelu.

In fact, Mia's qualifications with a relatively long time limit are definitely a favorite, but she doesn't want to go to places like Hollywood or New York, she just wants to stay near Miami.

Bu Zelu was called up by Viniya, and when he received the phone call with a puzzled expression, he lost his interest just after hearing what Butler Mia said.

"Sir, do you want to get ready tonight?" Mia was also called over by Venia at this moment.

"Get ready, what are you worried about at home, they came to visit, maybe there was a misunderstanding last night." Viniya patted Bu Zelu and said.

"Okay, get ready. You can contact the other party and see if there are any other customs or anything like that." Bu Zelu thought about it and it was right. To be honest, he also felt that he was too sensitive last night.

Maybe he really drank too much and his head was spinning, causing a misunderstanding.

Butler Mia left, and Bu Zelu looked at the two women around him, and rushed forward again. Viniya didn't run away now.

"Stop, stop making trouble. Didn't we agree to go to the city today? Don't you want to buy a car?" Viniya said angrily while pushing Bu Zelu.

"No, I'm afraid, I need a safe haven." Bu Zelu buried his face in Viniya's chest as he said.

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The refreshed Bu Zelu took a shower and started exercising simply. He got up late today. According to the plan, it was Monday again. When he was recuperating at home, he went straight to a set of five-star exercise.

However, such a mess happened, Bu Zelu could only reluctantly complete the two-star difficulty training first.

He missed his meal at noon, and after Bu Zelu ate something, he continued to find bodyguards for training. He found that he really needed some means of protecting himself.

In the evening, Bu Zelu eats with his group. Foreigners don’t come to your house for dinner when they visit. They usually come to chat at home after 8 o’clock.

Finally, when this group of people came, Bu Zelu brought Viniya and Zaina to attend in formal attire, after all, they came to visit specially.

Following a Rolls Royce parked at the door, they were still dressed in traditional Middle Eastern clothes. After greeting each other, a group of people came to Bu Zelu's living room.

After the greetings were over, Bu Zelu and the other party chatted about the interesting things about drinking last night. Bu Zelu didn't dare to prepare drinks today, so he just sipped cigars.

Tasting cigars means letting women get out of the way, and Viniya and Zaina are very interesting, leaving Mia, the housekeeper, and Mohammed and his assistants in the living room.

"Mr. Aza?" Bu Zelu looked at him strangely.

As soon as Aza made a gesture, the assistant beside him nodded and left. This time, he couldn't fix Bu Zelu anymore. Before he could speak, Aunt Mia also left.

"Joye!" Aza looked at Bu Zelu seriously.

"Huh?" Bu Zelu also quickly straightened up, thinking in his heart, this old man whose chest is buried in the dirt can't do anything to him.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Aza said again.

"Yes, three!" Bu Zelu said immediately.

"Oh, so, it's not too much, after all, you are still young." Aza nodded, "I heard that you Huaxia is monogamous? Have you considered who to marry?"

"Well, I really didn't think about it. I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry. Well, maybe I will change my Paraguayan nationality in the future, haha!" Bu Zelu smiled. After all, there was an old man in the Middle East sitting in front of him. Not suitable.

"Why have you considered emigrating, why didn't you come to the United States or Europe?" Aza Mohammed asked casually.

"There's no difference!" Bu Zelu shrugged his shoulders. He didn't know what this half-old man was doing, and he always felt that he was a little condescending.

"Well, you know, I'm from Abu Dhabi. If I really want to immigrate, other countries dare not say it, but it's okay to come to us." Aza Mohammed said with a smile.

"Okay, in the future, I will consider immigration in the future." Bu Zelu nodded.

"By the way, you know, I have many children, and many of them like you very much!" Aza said again.

"Thank you, thank you!" Bu Zelu was completely at a loss as to what the old man was going to do, maybe he wanted to introduce a daughter to him.

"By the way, one of my daughters lives next door to yours. I don't come here very often. If there is anything, I can help. You are neighbors." Aza Mohammed said with a smile.

"Your daughter? Live across the street? Can your daughter go abroad at will? Sorry, I still don't know much about it." Bu Zelu quickly explained.

"Haha, don't be so serious. It's a new era. We Arabs are also very poor. Our children have to study abroad when they reach adulthood. They are just like ordinary students." Aza Mohammed said.

"What do you mean?" Bu Zelu seemed to have come to his senses.

"Hehe, you are all young people. Get to know her. She doesn't have many friends here, and she will help me take care of her." Aza Mohammed said.

"Well, okay, my two girlfriends are fine. Let them get to know each other and have some fun together." Bu Zelu could only nod in agreement.

"By the way, joye, I heard that your two websites are preparing to start the second round of financing?" Aza Mohamed said.

"Not yet, this is still under study, but it should be launched in the second half of the year." The financing of Bu Zelu's website is imperative, and the Internet industry is like this. promotion.

It costs money to promote, and you have to sign a contract with the anchor, and those celebrities have to pay them a signing fee.Although this group of people doesn't broadcast live very much, they can't sign every month, they sign up for live broadcast time every year.

"I am very interested in this. If the second round of financing starts, I will come to invest at that time!" Aza Mohammed said.

"Hehe, no problem. We welcome anyone to invest. By the way, I have a bottle of wine from a friend here. Would you like to try it?" Bu Zelu opened the topic and said.

"No, no, I drank too much yesterday, and I only woke up in the afternoon today. The doctor won't let me drink so much."

Bu Zelu and Aza Mohammed had such an awkward chat, but later on, Mohammed told him some experience in investing and managing companies.

He is a noob in this regard, even though he has started a company now, he is nothing but a shareholder.And up to now, he hasn't seen the money back, instead, he has poured it all in. As for the day he wants to make money, he is also an asset, not cash, unless he wants to sell the company someday.

"Huh..." Bu Zelu finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing off Aza Mohammed.

"What's the matter, what did you talk about?" Viniya asked standing beside her.

"We've been making trouble for a long time. This old boy wants to get a big share of the next round of financing. By the way, the house next door is where his children live, not his. I'm scared to death." Bu Zelu wiped the hair on his head. Sweating.

"Girl!" Zaina said with a smile.

"Yeah! So what, she's a serious Middle Eastern princess, the kind with the right to inherit." Bu Zelu rolled his eyes, he still knew what kind of woman he could provoke.

Besides, this old boy Aza has more than ten or twenty children. If a daughter can change her footsteps, a website will definitely make a lot of money.

"Oh, tempted?" Zaina said with a smile.

"Fuck you, do I dare to touch it? If I touch it, will I be caught in Arabia to get married? Go back to sleep, by the way, I will give Uncle Long a message." Bu Zelu was ready to run away, but in the end That's the thing.

"What do you mean, you don't plan to marry me?" Zaina hopped and chased after her.

"How is it possible? Don't worry, I will definitely take you. I will change my Arab nationality when the time comes." Bu Zelu said quickly.

"Then you still have another idea about that princess, tell me, what's her name!"

"My sister, I don't know, I haven't seen her before."

"You mean you just want to meet up? Call, just come over for supper at night!"

"I, I... Damn girl, I think your mouth is still a bit idle!"

"Shameless, you just want to torment me if you can't say it, you, you are showing a guilty conscience, Viniya..."

The next day, Bu Zelu resumed his daily leisure mode. He got up in the morning to exercise, and at noon he was at home with two girls playing with various trivial matters at home. In the afternoon, he ran out and drove around.

A week later, the luxury yacht opposite Bu Zelu's home left, and that day Bu Zelu was invited again to have an authentic halal meal.

After the luxury yacht passed through the estuary and entered the Atlantic Ocean, within half an hour, a small yacht on the opposite side slowly drove over.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Isis Mohammed, who are you?" Bu Zelu looked at the group of women who came in uninvited. This is the United States. He can kill these people with a gun. .

(End of this chapter)