Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Victor Herbert was invited by North Tarrytown Mayor John Vaughn.

John Vaughn saw Zhao Chuanxin talking to him from a distance, and couldn't help but become nervous: "Chief, would you like to go and hear what's going on?"

Knowing Zhao Chuanxin's identity, he was afraid of causing trouble.

If Zhao Chuanxin accidentally beat composer Victor Colbert to death, North Tarrytown would be the headline in tomorrow's New York Times.

George Maher wondered: "Why don't you go in person?"

"Go if you are told." John Vaughn said angrily.

Can he say that he doesn't dare to go?

At least you have some kind of friendship, even though it was a friendship that was unilaterally abused during the laning.

George Maher walked over and overheard a few words.

"Ethan, if you don't go to Broadway, your talent will really be buried."

"Don't tell me this. I only care about national affairs and the suffering of the people."

"Um, you entered politics?"

"No, but I don't dare to worry about my country because of my humble position."

"..."

George Maher burst out laughing.

This old Broadway literary young man collapsed in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

He went back and told the mayor, who wiped the sweat from his forehead: "That's okay, okay..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "As a master of time management, I will never allow myself to miss my beauty sleep. Goodbye, gentlemen and ladies."

Benjamin Goldberg instinctively wanted to run away with Zhao Chuanxin, but Rachel Kervis grabbed him by the collar and said, "I'm going to leave with your master soon, so why don't you treat me honestly?" One night at home?”

Zhao Chuanxin was squeezing out when two little girls suddenly came over.

The two girls can be called the level of beauties.

But he was startled, and he could only hang a big armband up to destroy the flowers with his hands.

He showed a sense of distance in "please respect yourself" and asked: "Ladies, you are blocking my way, are you trying to rob me of wealth or sex?"

The two girls chuckled: "Jie Se."

"Haha, then I won't be sleepy anymore. We have to find a secluded place and have a den fight to determine the winner."

While it was going on, it turned out that Rachel Kravis and Samuel Goldberg were also going back.

Rachel Kervis shouted: "Ethan, why haven't you left yet?"

In the surprised eyes of the two girls, Zhao Chuanxin's face suddenly straightened up after hearing this, and he put his hands behind his back angrily: "Okay, girls, it's time to go home and go to bed. At such a young age, you are not allowed to stay up late. Besides, It’s not safe either.”

Then he turned around and said, "Oh, it's Rachel. These two girls have lost their direction in life. I'm giving them some guidance. Let's go together."

Rachel Kravis looked at the two beautiful girls suspiciously.

Benjamin Goldberg winked quietly at the Master.

Zhao Chuanxin secretly stretched out his finger and nodded at him, signaling him not to tell anyone.

A teacher is better than a disciple.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't mind if this family of three disrupted the "double kill" of offline fans.

He went to the shoe store to pick up the meal, got into the carriage and went back to the manor.

After he left, the two girls found a man: "It was about to happen, but a family came and messed up the matter."

This person has gray and curly hair and a pale face. He is clearly a man, but if you don't look closely, you might think he is an old lady.

None other than Irish Granny Dorrance.

Grandma Dorrance reached into her pocket, pulled out twenty yuan, and divided ten yuan between each person. She said with a smile: "The show didn't work out, so you can stay with me tonight."

But unexpectedly, someone coughed heavily behind him.

Grandma Dorrance frowned and said to the two girls: "Forget it, you rush back to New York overnight and don't stop."

After the two girls left, Charles Baker walked out of the darkness: "Unfortunately, he was not fooled. People will only relax their vigilance and will not wear any weapons when they are exposed."

Grandma Dorrance asked: "How do you know that Chen Yigeng's name is Ethan Zhao? He is so rich?"

Charles Baker smiled mysteriously: "Man, don't forget my connections. In New York, from dignitaries to homeless people, whether they are policemen, criminals, or private detectives, they are all my friends. At first, I thought I was also shocked when I found out that Chen Yigeng and Ethan Zhao were the same person. But the shocking thing was far more than that. It’s just other things that you don’t need to know."

Grandma Dorrance said regretfully: "If you ask me, why don't you just step forward and give him a shot?"

"Believe me, you're already dead when you pull out your gun."

"So." Grandma Dorrance took the remaining banknotes in her hand and clapped her palms: "We have been squatting in North Tarrytown for many days, but this strategy failed. What should we do next?"

Charles Baker's eyes shone with a cunning light under the lights of the harvest festival: "I got the news that Abraham Cohen, the Jewish guy, rented a front and was going to open a company. He invited many people on the street to play. What kind of cocktail party are the tricks of the upper class? Let’s wait until that day to do it.”

Grandma Dorrance frowned: "I don't quite understand, since this Ethan Zhao is so powerful and rich, why do we have to rack our brains to deal with him?"

Charles Baker shook his head: "At the beginning, I offended him to death in Xinxin Prison. There is a kind of person, if you offend him, you must eliminate the trouble, otherwise you will never have peace. Furthermore, if I let him disappear, believe me, grandma , I will have ten times more connections than I have now. Even those in Washington will invite me as their guest!”

Grandma Dorrance was moved.

Where does this person come from?

……

After returning, Zhao Chuanxin found Miao Cuihua practicing balancing skills in the manor courtyard.

"Sister Hua, it's so late, go to bed quickly."

I thought I was diligent enough, but looking at Miao Cuihua, Zhao Chuanxin realized what it meant to practice diligently.

Miao Cuihua stopped her movements and wiped her sweat: "I discovered that practicing in the evening is better than practicing in the morning, and it is better to practice outdoors than indoors. Have you looked at Betelgeuse? Practice with your back to Betelgeuse, and the effect is better than in other directions. good."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin persuaded: "Sister Hua, are you crazy? You can practice this whenever you have time, and the effect will be the same."

"If you don't believe me, I'll give you a break." Miao Cuihua was about to continue practicing when she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, it would be better to start practicing at the end of the evening."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't laugh or cry.

He came to Miao Cuihua, winked and said, "Sister Hua, look at the star Betelgeuse."

Miao Cuihua stopped moving again and looked up at the sky.

"what happened?"

She turned her head in confusion and touched Zhao Chuanxin's face with her lips.

It turned out that Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of her not paying attention and put his face close to him: "Ah, Sister Hua, how could you do this? You are actually being serious. I am a serious person."

Miao Cuihua laughed loudly: "Fuck you."

Zhao Chuanxin saw that she was sweating profusely. It was impossible not to be tired.

He dragged her to sit on the steps of the flower garden and pointed at the star Betelgeuse in the sky: "The West calls this Orion. I want you to see something magical. Look under Orion's belt. Are there a few small stars? Look to the side. , and then glance at the stars out of the corner of your eye, and you will find the stars twinkling there."