Chapter 935 (1/2)

George hurst, Jr.

Li Zitao was not surprised to see that it was him.

In Hollywood, there are only a few famous restaurants.

Since little George is madly pursuing grace, he will naturally pay attention to her whereabouts.

As soon as Li Zitao and grace went out, he received the news.

”Mr. Li, I didn't expect to meet you here.” To his surprise, little George took the initiative to say hello and turned his eyes to himself.

”Little George... How does it feel in Hollywood?” Li Zitao looks at each other with a smile, showing his elder's demeanor.

But it didn't displease little George.

In fact, Li Zitao's identity is enough to make brothers with his grandfather.

It's a great honor to call him ”little George.”.

”Good. I love the life here. It's colorful... Every day is wonderful.” Little George looked out the window at the neon block.

There is no more bustling place in Los Angeles.

A small Hollywood, like a miniature of North America, only here at night can be so prosperous.

In other cities, even New York, a symbol of America, crowds disappear on the streets as night falls.

Perhaps the most common sentence that every child hears when he is a child is that his grandparents or parents repeatedly tell him to go home on time after 6 o'clock and never open the door at night.

”It's a lot of fun to like to stay here.” Li Zitao raised eyebrows out of the window, and passing hot girls turned to offer kisses. It was as if it was summer.

”I'm planning on it, but I don't know what to do.” Little George was obviously saying something.

Unfortunately, Li did not pay any attention to this incident. Instead, he asked about his work in the Hurst group.

”I'm only responsible for some unimportant logistics. After all, every father has a preference.” The discontent in little George's voice could be heard by anyone.

”No, no, No Li Zitao shook his finger and said, ”not every father has a preference, but everyone is independent and responsible for what he has done.”

Just like little George's father, old George.

Since he chose to indulge and relax when he was young, he should pay for it.

And little George, sitting in front of him, was no good man either.

”Mr. Charlie, may I call you that?” Little George was not angry. What the other side said was the truth. There was nothing to be angry about.

He didn't know how much he had heard of much more ugly and vicious remarks.

”Of course, it seems you have something on your mind.” Li Zitao's kind attitude made little George gradually put down his vigilance.

After a few drinks, his mouth was more like a machine gun.

Complaints about the family, money, status, neglect and ridicule in the family, and his ambition.

When little George first appeared, some worried grace had already put her heart back in her stomach.

She had thought little George was not a wise man, but now her judgment was wrong.

Or from the beginning, his target was Charlie Lee.

Or, it means that he is never just a playboy who eats and dies like he does to the outside world.