[The Great Gatsby] Male God

Nick just came out of the bathroom after all this was done.

Gatsby smiled at him, tilted his head slightly to one side, and said apologetically, "I had the honor to say a few words to your cousin, and I made an appointment at ten o'clock next Sunday morning, is it all right? "

Nick had mentioned it earlier, and of course he wouldn't mind.Gatsby's smile was so kind, how could he doubt it.It was just that when he was in the bathroom, he picked up a silver Parker pen on the dressing table.

He's only just been here, so of course it's not his.Out of politeness, he greets Gatsby.

"Oh, my God." Gatsby, who obviously put it there on purpose so as to raise the topic, exclaimed in surprise: "How could I lose such an important thing? Thank you!"

"Is it important?" Nick really became interested.

Gatsby sighed and talked about its origin.

Many years ago, when Gatsby was a young man, he was just a farmer, and the turning point in his life began when he met Captain Cody.Back then, he left his hometown to search for success, but he didn't achieve much, except that he became Captain Cody's savior by accident at sea once.That shipwreck killed many people, but Cody survived with his help.This is a very legendary old man with a net worth of tens of millions, but he treats Gatsby like a relative, and he has taught Gatsby many valuable life experiences.

It is also under his teaching that Gatsby can change his appearance and become a real gentleman.

It's just that, in the end, Gatsby failed to inherit his inheritance, and for some reasons, his life returned to the starting point.But the time that was there is worth remembering forever.

Including these gadgets.

Of course, Gatsby did not tell the whole story, but only told Nick that the pen was given by a very experienced and close elder, and the implication was that he hoped that he could fill in more knowledge.

Nick really felt that way.He was moved by his emotional narration, and he also took the initiative to say about himself: "Actually... I am not as interested in bonds as this pen. You see, I once wanted to be a writer, oh no, at least I can Write something to let others know. But it's over."

"No." Gatsby carefully controlled his mood, gently put the pen in his palm, and said with a smile: "It seems that I should give it to you, future great writer."

It was a sure and friendly tone.Nick actually became overwhelmed by this sentence.His eyes were moist, as if he had returned to his college days all of a sudden.Many people once laughed at his dream, saying that he was as unrealistic and ridiculous as a fool. He finally believed that learning bonds was the only way out because of repeated blows, but in the end he met a bosom friend here.

In any case, the warmth in his heart increased a little, and this feeling made words redundant.

Gatsby looked at him, but took the pen back into his hand, and quickly said: "But I remember it has a little problem, I will take it back and fix it, and I will send it to you the day after tomorrow. About the bond... It just so happened , The elder also told me some things, and left some materials, I think you will need them, I will bring them to you the day after tomorrow.”

The world is always full of grateful coincidences. Before Gats became Gatsby, he was engaged in the financial industry.Moreover, although he was born later than this era and decades later, in fact, when reading modern history, he is no stranger to the economic conditions of this period, and it can even be said that he can make a lot of achievements.

In New York in 1922, the economy was still developing rapidly. Although it was criticized by latecomers as false prosperity, there was no problem in wanting to make a fortune using familiar information.This is why Gates organizes the material.Since Nick is engaged in this line of work, it is necessary for him to use their relationship to make some preparations for the future.

This is not only for Nick, but also for his current identity "Gatsby".

Prohibition is currently being implemented, but Gatsby's identity is a bootlegger.The government stipulates that the only alcohol that can be produced legally can only be used for medical purposes. Therefore, in order to get rich, Gatsby and some partners did secret deeds in private. Terrible.

In order to "money + sex + harvest", now Gatsby has to make some preparations.Although he won't tell Nick the real purpose, he will definitely deal with his future life very seriously.The luxurious banquet held in the castle every weekend will still continue, but it has nothing to do with Daisy.He wanted to use this occasion to quietly make contacts for him and Nick.

If you have contacts, you will have a lot of money.Although it is still speculation, it is much safer than being a wine dealer.

Just wait, in the future, they must be the couple who will go far away and be at ease.

Gatsby fell into thought.The quiet eyes have a moving brilliance.It took Nick a few calls to wake him up.

Gatsby was also a little excited to see him.It seemed that just a pen had already touched his emotions.Gatsby was also touched. He sniffed and said with a smile, "By the way, do you want to have lunch?"

Nick turned to look at the sandwiches and beer on the table.He was ashamed to say that he had never drunk alcohol.He just smiled: "I'm used to drinking coffee. You can have some too." He dug out a pack of unopened coffee beans from the suitcase, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Gatsby got up to accompany him.After a while, it became clear that Nick wasn't afraid of Prohibition.Prohibition does not prevent private drinking, even if it is a bit out of line, as long as no one reports it.Nick was so awkward because he really didn't drink.

Gatsby stood behind him and said softly, "Is it true, man, that you haven't had a drink?"

Nick, who was putting the coffee pot on the coal stove, suddenly became more embarrassed and stuttered a little: "Um, um, yes."

Gatsby continued to stand, but his body leaned forward, his hands stretched apart as if in a gesture of hugging, and he surrounded him.

Nick's heart stopped for half a beat and he didn't move.

The next second, Gatsby reached for the coffee cups on the display rack.

Nick's shoulders relaxed and he sighed, feeling a little lost for some reason.

Small movements did not escape Gatsby's eyes.Gatsby was thinking that Nick definitely didn't hate him, and maybe the next thing was to find a way to live here as soon as possible.

Get this done by next weekend.