People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

"What place?"

"You'll know when you arrive."

Not long after.

The entrance to a five-star hotel.

"???? Is this the place?" Fiona hesitated. It wasn't that she didn't want to go in, but it was getting late and her kids would be getting out of school soon.

Ding Ze guessed what was going on. "I'll take you home at six o'clock."

"Six o'clock... I'm afraid that won't work..." Fiona said with difficulty.

"Trust me, you can do it," Ding Ze said with a smile, taking out his phone and calling Mickey. The call was quickly answered. "Mickey, what are you doing?"

Over the past few hours, Mickey has explored almost the entire North Wallace Street and several surrounding streets, and even met up with some old friends…

Unfortunately, to be honest, after following Ding Ze for so many days, experiencing so much, and witnessing so many grand events...

Looking back on the past... all I can say is that it's incredibly boring.

At that moment, Mickey was sitting on the roadside, holding a bottle of beer and lost in thought, eager to get back to Miami. When he heard Ding Ze's question, he thought for a moment and said, "Just wandering around aimlessly. Boss, what's up?"

“Go to Veronica’s house, get a thousand dollars, and ask Veronica to take care of Lim and cook dinner for the Gallagher family’s children. Fiona won’t be home until around 6:30.”

“Okay, I’ll take care of it right away,” Mickey agreed readily, it was just a small matter.

Ding Ze didn't say anything more, hung up the phone, smiled at Fiona, and asked, "Is this okay?"

For women, for the vast majority of women in this world...

As a man, don't ask her what she wants; just do it for her and solve her problem.

Asking questions over and over again, what's the point?

Opinions are often completely useless.

Fiona was speechless for a moment, then asked, "Mickey? Milkovich?"

“Okay,” Ding Ze replied, and walked towards the hotel entrance. “Let’s go.”

Fiona followed, looking curious and puzzled. "I think I heard Mickey call you boss?"

“Yes, Mickey is a pretty interesting young man,” Ding Ze replied.

Fiona frowned imperceptibly. Her suspicions about Ding Ze from the restaurant earlier were now pretty much confirmed.

but.

After thinking for a while, Fiona still didn't answer directly, but only asked, "If I work for you, will it affect me?"

"No, I live in Miami... If you can leave your family behind sometime, you're welcome to come to Miami. I just got a few yachts and can take you out to sea."

How many yachts?

He's definitely not a good person!

Fiona: "...Okay, I'll go if I have the chance."

Ding Ze was not surprised to hear this answer.

After all, what's so surprising about that?

Fiona is only interested in men with problems.

Ding Ze didn't say anything more, walked to the front desk, and asked for a presidential suite.

It’s just money!

crossed!

I want to live this kind of extravagant, superior life!

struggle?

save?

Go play with eggs!

We just play!

We should try everything that's fun!

It didn't take too long.

In the presidential suite.

By six o'clock in the evening.

Fiona was too weak to walk.

Ding Ze had no choice but to help him up and lead him to the car.

six thirty.

Ding Ze escorted Fiona to her doorstep.

Because Ding Ze made a phone call on the way, Mickey was already waiting at Gallagher's door.

Ding Ze didn't get out of the car. He said to Fiona, "I have some things to take care of, so I won't go in. See you another day."

Fiona has recovered somewhat. "Okay, see you another day."

After saying that, Fiona staggered out of the car and saw Mickey dressed in a suit, looking like a completely different person. She greeted him with some surprise, "Mickey, long time no see."

Mickey smiled and said, "Long time no see."

After receiving a response, Mickey got into the car and sat in the passenger seat.

Ding Ze didn't delay, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

Fiona stood there, watching the Mercedes drive away. Then, she looked back at her own house and was momentarily lost in thought.

There is no other reason.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

This afternoon, we went to a top-notch restaurant, a five-star hotel, and Mickey Mouse, completely out of place here...

The impact was quite significant.

For a long time.

Fiona sighed and walked back, her resolve to renovate the house next door growing stronger as she went.

'If Mickey Mouse can be successful, so can I!'

Entered the house.

Veronica, who had taken the money, is still around.

The moment Veronica saw Fiona, she immediately noticed Fiona's walking posture. Her face lit up with excitement and curiosity. She quickly ran to Fiona, grabbed her arm, pulled her aside, and whispered gossipingly, "So intense?"

Fiona was a little embarrassed and nodded slightly. "He's amazing. I've never met anyone like him before."

The voice reached my ears.

Veronica's gossip instincts immediately kicked in, "How amazing is she? Tell me quickly!"

Fiona hesitated for a moment, then leaned close to Veronica's ear and whispered, "xxxxxx".

After hearing this, Veronica exclaimed, "Damn it!!! You'd better hold onto him! If you don't cherish him, I'll have to take him away!"

"roll!"

With a laugh and a scolding, Fiona turned around and immersed herself in the life of the Gallagher family.

Veronica refused to leave, wanting to find out more. "By the way, is he coming tomorrow? I'd love to earn some more money! Ugh! Why don't you tell him, $30,000 a month! I'll live at your place and take perfect care of your whole family! You can do whatever you want! How about it?"

Fiona shook her head. "I'd like to earn $30,000 a month, don't even dream about it."

Veronica chuckled, "If you keep them tied down, you'll earn well over thirty thousand dollars a month! Don't try to take this little bit of money from me."

The two women chattered incessantly.

Philip looked annoyed, his expression utterly irritating.

Ian and the others were quite curious and wanted to know what had happened that day.

-

"How was your trip home today?" Ding Ze asked Mickey, who was looking out the window, as he lit a cigarette in the car.

Mickey shook his head. "Not so good. It was okay when we first got back, but after a while it got really boring."

"normal."

"When are we going back to Miami?" Mickey asked, clearly not wanting to stay there any longer.

Ding Ze was about to speak.

Sudden.

The phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from Abruzzi.

Ding Ze immediately realized that something had happened and answered the phone decisively, "What's wrong?"