When Girl A brought the three girls into the door, Simon was reading the risk report on the regional monitoring system effect that had been delayed for some days.

Last Sunday, a small adventure in Xingzhishi's place. In conjunction with the regional monitoring system of the Weijia Security Team, some interesting things were indeed blown up, mainly the snoops around Simon or the Westeros, and unexpectedly exposed their whereabouts.

Actually, Simon is not surprised by this.

It would be strange if Simon is currently in his position if no one is interested in his whereabouts and behaviors.

Simon was also very tough about this, and found one, one was unlucky, and then chased him all the way backwards. So fewer and fewer people dared to follow and monitor in recent years. But obviously, it is not impossible.

Since it was discovered, of course everything will be the same.

The report was released on Monday and was not read until Saturday. The usual things should be processed, so Simon doesn't have to worry about it. Now letting go of this information is just to be informed.

Girl A brought someone into the door, put down a folder, and gave it softly, confirming that her boss had no other instructions, turned around and went out.

Simon continued to read a page of information and looked up.

This is also the result of that adventure last Sunday.

Mr. Lantern God appeared and randomly selected some lucky people from the girls who had contact information in the tunnel at that time, screened them and finally picked out these three. It was probably like the movie "Million Pounds", the bad taste of rich people.

I just think it's fun and fun.

Seeing Simon Westeros looked over, the three girls who were nervous and nervous and excited suddenly cheered up. The girl standing on the left with a shortest head and a small face as big as a cat, endured the numbness of hands and feet, and led the other two women to take the initiative to bow and greet him: "Mr. Westeros, good afternoon, I, I am Claudia McGloucester."

Seeing this, the other two women hurriedly greeted him.

Simon just nodded slightly: "Hello."

As he said that, he took the folder left by Girl A and opened it. This is the detailed information of Girl A in the morning.

In fact, it was just a casual whim by the swimming pool on Monday. Now that I have lost my mind, I have no interest in hunting for beauty, and I have no intention of Simon, who has too many women to queue up now.

However, since you have done it, there will be a beginning and an end.

Simon doesn't like giving up halfway.

The first information I wrote was Claudia McGrost, who had just introduced himself.

This 23-year-old girl from Kansas, central America has learned dance and read the photos in the information. Although she is only 167 cm tall, her body proportions are very good.

As a Newbie, this girl has been dancing in the tunnel for more than a year and has signed a small modeling company that is unknown. It is obviously because of her height and has not developed much. In addition, she is still studying fashion design courses in private, obviously planning to work hard in the fashion circle.

Simon quickly browsed the girl's information, suddenly remembered something, glanced at the photo and the girl opposite in the information, and asked with a smile: "Are you the one who danced for me that night?"

Cridia McGrost nodded quickly, thinking that the big man finally remembered that she not only danced for the other party that night, but also got her hair pulled by Madonna, and then someone ignored it. Thinking of this, the cat-like little face expressed a little grievance again, and explained: "Mr. Westeros, my makeup was relatively thick that day."

Simon smiled and said, "Since that's the case, go and learn to perform. Don't take any fashion design courses. Both music and dance films are very popular this summer. Daenerys will make some music and dance films next. If you perform well enough, you will be the heroine at that time."

When Claudia heard the man say this, the little grievances he had just made were wiped out, and she couldn't hide her joy: "Mr. Westeros, is this true? Can I really go to Hollywood?"

"Fake."

Even though he understood that Simon Westeros was probably joking with him, Claudia immediately turned into a pitiful expression.

Simon admired the girl's face-changing skills and continued: "Just kidding, someone will arrange a performance course for you later."

Claudia turned to joy again and bowed to Simon: "Thank you, Mr. Westeros."

Simon smiled and said, "It's not enough to thank you just like this."

The girl opposite instantly turned shy again: "I will cooperate with whatever Mr. Westeros wants to do."

The other two girls listened to Simon's arrangements for Claudia, and even though they were expecting and envious, they looked over with enthusiasm.

After Simon finished speaking, he looked down at the second information.

Anna Samson, 19 years old and 173 cm tall, should be the youngest among the three girls. Moreover, it is obviously the kind of person who illegally gets into the tunnel. The legal age of American nightclubs is the same as the drinking age, both of whom are 21 years old, but not many can strictly abide by it. This is also a reason why Rudy Giuliani, who launched the new life campaign, used to crack down on nightclubs.

Simon quickly finished reading the information of a freshman girl from Columbia University majoring in classical literature. She was not very serious in her major. She just went to a nightclub when she was in college and was not very motivated. So she looked up and asked with a smile: "Anna, what do you want to do?"

The girl with beautiful blue eyes looked at Simon with bright eyes and looked forward to it: "Mr. Westeros, can I be the waitress of the Wei family and work by your side?"

Simon nodded cheerfully: "Yes, but if you want to work for me, you have to receive very rigorous training."

"I'm fine."

"That's it."

Simon didn't say much. With this girl's appearance of nearly 80 points, she was considered a perfect match. However, if she wanted to become a maid of the Wei family, her appearance was only the most basic, and if she wanted to become a personal maid of the Westeros, she had to choose from a lot of choices, including appearance, figure, personality, mind, etc.

Therefore, it is obvious that this girl made a wish that the chance of success is not very high.

Whether she can succeed in the end depends on herself.

Simon said as he looked at the last girl's information, only 179 cm in size, so he roughly knew how to arrange it.

Emma Traston, 27, graduated from the School of Architecture and Design at the University of Kansas, works as an ordinary employee and a standard salaryman in an architectural design firm in New York. However, the other thing that attracts Simon in the information is that, well, this is a single mother with a daughter who has just turned one year old.

The reality in the information is very detailed. Traston's daughter is the result of her secret dating with a married executive on Wall Street. Unfortunately, the executive did not intend to divorce his wife, and even denied that the child was his own.

The two sides had just reached a private settlement two months ago, and Emma Traston received an apartment worth about $500,000 and a one-time $300,000 in support from the executive working at Citi.

Then, at this moment, a little girl was sent to her parents' home in Kansas by Emma Traston, and she continued to live a single life without restraint in Manhattan with a house, car, savings and unrestrained life.

After quickly scanning the information in his hand, Simon looked at the beautiful girl opposite who was tall and elegant but looked a little weak, which easily aroused the man's desire to protect her: "Do you want to be a model?"

Emma Traston slid his hands in front of him, looking unconfident: "Mr. Westeros, I am already 27 years old, can I... be... OK?"

Simon slid down at the woman's chest and smiled, "It's a little bigger, but of course it's not a problem for me."

"Then, I do."

Simon closed the information and said, "That's it, you guys go out first, and someone will help you arrange everything later."

The three girls didn't move, and Cridia looked forward to it: "Simon, today is Saturday. Will you still go to the tunnel?"

"Won't."

"In that case, evening, I mean, evening... can we invite you to have dinner together?"

"Sorry, I have an arrangement for the evening," Simon shook his head and smiled, "There will be time in the future."

Simon said this, Claudia didn't know how to continue for a while.

But Anna Samson spoke, looking at Simon with a hot look, without any concealment: "Mr. Westeros, are we your lover now?"

Simon didn't expect that the youngest of the three girls was the most courageous, and said, "My lover is not that easy to be. Moreover, didn't you just want to be my waitress?"

"It's not a conflict," Anna Samson looked innocent: "I can be both your lover and your servant."

"Since you're so expecting it, that's it," Simon nodded: "Go out, someone will arrange it."

The other two women were a little confused.

The man decided just like that, well, the problem is, they... didn't ask whether they agreed or not?

But of course they agreed.

Since the moment they learned that they were selected by Simon Westeros, the three girls had a similar consciousness and had never thought of rejecting them.

Seeing Simon Westeros looked down and began to read a document, she didn't intend to pay attention to their appearance, the three girls didn't dare to disturb them anymore. They looked at each other and walked out of the office door together.

When he went out, he looked at the girl A who was working on the computer outside, and the three girls were suddenly at a loss.

What should I do next?

Fortunately, before they could ask, the girl A, whose eyes were not leaving the computer screen, had already asked, "What do you say, the boss?"

He looked at each other again, and Claudia spoke first: "Mr. Westeros said, let me receive performance training. In the future, Daenerys Entertainment will make musical and dance films, and I will play the leading role. In addition, Mr. Westeros also said that the three of us are his... lovers now."

"Yeah." Girl A responded, waiting for a moment, without responding, and asked, "Where are you two?"

Anna Samson and Emma Traston quickly talked about the man's arrangements for them.

After hearing this, the girl A kept moving her hands and continued to typing on the keyboard for a while. After two or three minutes, she put down her work. She picked up the phone next to her and quickly dialed a string of numbers. While talking to the other side, she quickly wrote down something on a sticky note.

After a while, she hung up the phone, and the girl A tore off the sticky note, pushed it to her desk, and said, "Go to the lounge next door to wait, someone will come to pick you up, go."

This time, Anna Samson, who was curious in her heart, stepped forward, first grabbed the note, and then followed another assistant to a room next door to rest.

As soon as he entered the door, the other two girls came over and Claudia asked, "What is it written on it?"

Anna Samson walked to the sofa and sat down, and ordered the assistant who brought them over to bring coffee, and then showed the notes in his hands to the other two women who came and sat down with him.

The handwriting is beautiful and a bit sloppy, but it is recognizable.

The first few lines were probably the arrangements made by the man for the three of them.

Finally, there were a few numerical symbols, which they were a little confused.

After waiting here for more than half an hour, a capable girl in black uniform walked in, greeted the three girls, and signaled the three girls to leave with her.

The three girls were captured by the aura of the uniformed girl and stood up to follow her obediently. Anna also took the initiative to hand over the note that had been in her hand, but the uniformed girl refused and said she wanted them to hand it over to Ms. Davis.

Who is Ms. Davis?

I dare not ask.

Leaving the office building where Westeros is located, I took a black Mercedes-Benz sedan that looked very special in the parking lot. The three little quails who had never seen the world had nothing to say. They left Manhattan and drove all the way. After half an hour, they finally entered an open and quiet manor.

I actually paid attention to the signposts all the way, knowing that this is Huntington City in the north of Long Island, about 30 miles from Manhattan, which is much closer than the rumored Hampton Rich District at the end of Long Island, but obviously, it is also a rich district. I had seen a nearby golf club.

The car stopped at the owner's villa of the manor. The three girls got out and followed the intimidating uniform girl into the main villa. They walked through the grand hall and turned left into a long corridor. They soon arrived at a spacious office.

Inside the office.

The three girls noticed the woman who was listening to a young girl introducing the interior design plan at first sight. She had a very gentle temperament and seemed to be harmless. However, when she stood there, she obviously attracted people's attention.

After thinking about it for a while, the three girls probably figured out a word.

Aura.

The woman did not let them wait. When she saw the three girls entering the door, she quickly signaled the girl next to her to pause and went forward to greet the three girls.

To the surprise of the three girls, the woman actually knew their names.

Her attitude is also very gentle and close, making people feel like spring breeze, and she falls into it without realizing it. She can't help but be heart-to-heart with this woman.
Chapter completed!