hollywood billionaire

Chapter 150 The Reversal of Past and Future

"I'm more..."

Hearing Fei Yamu's question, Han Yi was dumbfounded.

"What?"

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Han, every member of the team at 864 Stella Della Road is absolutely professional, and we respect your privacy [-]%."

Feyamu stretched out his hands over the dining table and explained.

"However, our respect and closeness to you is not just that of a beloved employer. Everyone regards you as a precious friend in life, including Kean, including Bobby, including everyone."

Compared with those billionaires who are perverse and withdrawn, Han Yi has no pretensions towards his house butler team.Of course, they must do their best to complete their duties, but beyond that, Han Yi will never add unnecessary pressure to them.

Not only that, Han Yi will also care about the lives of everyone at 864 Stella Della Road as he cares about his family.Send gifts and snacks to the children of Fiamu and Sophia, help Corey, who likes concept art, get tickets to John Baldessari's private exhibition reception through Chase Private Bank, find a masseur to help Bobby Lewis heal his troubles Chronic back pain, and financial support for Johanna, encouraging her to create her own scented candles.

On the premise of adhering to the bottom line of the employment relationship, so that the team will not become slack and arrogant, Han Yi has done all the things a good boss should do, and even more.

This family-style living atmosphere makes Han Yi feel comfortable, and at the same time, it also allows every employee working at 864 Stella Della Road to find a sense of belonging.

"We never gossip about your love life, but..."

Fei Yamu stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and pointed back at his two eyeballs.

"It was inevitable that we would observe something."

"Sophia started it, didn't she?"

Han Yi wanted to divert Fei Yamu's attention with witty words.

"Why do you say that? Oh!" Seeing Han Yi's obscure and reserved eyes, Fei Yamu suddenly realized, "Boss, this is a stereotype."

"I didn't say anything." Han Yi spread his hands and said with a smile, "But I didn't say anything wrong, didn't I?"

Sophia Ortiz, a Mexican-born, single young woman who is about to enter middle age.

This is the most gossip group in the United States, bar none, even the Valley Girls are three points inferior in comparison.

Otherwise, who do you think that so many Spanish-language daytime romance soap operas are filmed for?

"I will not betray my colleagues."

The tone was very firm, but Fei Yamu's answer basically pushed Sophia out to be roasted.

"Actually, no one discovered it first, because everyone can more or less see it... especially me, boss, I ran around the whole of California with you, no matter how dull a person is, I can still notice the two girls attitude towards you."

Han Yi didn't interrupt Fei Yamu's narration, he just watched Fei Yamu calmly, pursing his lips tightly, for fear of missing any details.

The authorities are in a state of confusion, and urgently need a bystander with clear vision to help him sort out this mess from another angle.

"Oh, God, all I can say is that any man would be too happy to sleep if he got the favor of either of them, and you, have two."

"Whether it's Grace or Yujin, we like them very much. They are very friendly and friendly to every staff member... So, I hope you can understand, boss, we will inevitably care more."

Han Yi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

After a long while, he pondered over and over again before opening his mouth slowly.

"You really think so?"

"What do you mean, boss?"

"They." Han Yi pointed to his chest, "I have a crush on them."

"Let's put it this way... I have lived happily with my wife for 14 years. Every weekend, we wake up at eight o'clock on time. I make her a flija and she reads to me the news in the newspaper of the day. The news reads After that, breakfast is ready. Every time, I will scoop up a piece, blow it in my mouth, and then feed it to her. From Tirana to Los Angeles, this ritual has never changed over the years.”

"Trust me, boss. At that time, the way Flora looks at me is not much different from the way they look at you."

Fei Yamu's answer made Han Yi fall into a long silence.

And Feyamu did not further expand the topic, he slowly tasted the raki in the glass, and moved his eyes out of the window.

The Gulfstream G650 is crossing the border into Ontario, Canada.They will continue in the northern country, across Ontario, Quebec and the provinces of Newfoundland and Labrador, passing Valladolid, Madrid and Valencia before landing in Iraq in the southeast of mainland Spain. Pisa Island.

"I do not know."

It was the fourth time that the black tea in front of him had bottomed out, and Han Yi spoke again.

"What did you say, boss?"

Holding his chin, Fei Yamu, who was almost asleep, shivered.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I said... what I was thinking." Han Yi smiled apologetically, "This will make me sound like a terrible person, but I really don't know how to choose, man."

"Grace... just like her name, elegant, beautiful, considerate, and the kind of tenderness that is everywhere like water dripping through stone. I have known her for more than two years, and for me...she is like a part of my life It's been around for a lifetime, maybe more, you understand?"

"Of course, boss."

Fei Yamu nodded. In fact, he didn't understand, but he didn't want to embarrass his employer in this detail.

"Grace is everything I've ever wanted, every wish that may have been crazy, maybe unrealistic. To put it bluntly, being with her may be all that is needed to make a perfect life."

"but……"

"From a certain moment, that special moment, I discovered that there is more in this world. The future, the future, the new dawn...you can call it whatever you want."

"And that's Youzhen?" Fei Yamu asked tentatively.

"Yes."

Han Yi generously admitted.

"In the past, I didn't know that there was such a side in this world. Weird, complex, glamorous, and novel, I'm not only talking about Yujin herself, but also what she represents, my entire career."

"She's been there from the beginning... no, she's been there since the beginning. She opened the first door and took my first steps."

Regardless of whether Fei Yamu could understand his stream of consciousness statement, Han Yi muttered to himself.

"Youzhen is not good at expressing, she is afraid of showing her true emotions in front of others just like me, and loves her current career like me. Sometimes I feel that she doesn't need to talk or do things, she just needs to be there , that tough but sweet support can provide a steady stream of surging power."

"and also……"

There is also a third place that cannot be said in front of Fei Yamu.

Madison Beal.

She is another beauty.

The kind that changes the world.

The past life definitely does not belong to the same dimension, even if they live on this planet, there will never be an intersection. Tens of millions of people can see it every day by opening social media, and only exist on the big star on the other side of the screen.

Attached to his neck, his obsessive gazes were connected like a spider web, and the crystal lips opened and closed for him, closed and opened again, conveying the breath of butter and honey without reservation.

She is a shining star in the sky, but she is so persistent in treating him as the sun that radiates heat and hope.

What an addictive ultimate pleasure.

Everything in the past and the future is turned upside down at this moment.

Han Yi, who couldn't feel the sincere love between men and women from the family environment where he grew up, had difficulty distinguishing what the three emotions he felt meant.

But he knows that these strong and overflowing emotions make it impossible for him, at least in a short period of time, to make any decisive choices that cannot be turned back.

And the more this happened, the more he hated himself.

Because Han Yi found sadly that he seemed to be gradually becoming the person he hated the most.

Father.

"Fiyamu, tell me, what should people do..."

In the silence at an altitude of [-] feet, Han Yi hesitated for a moment, before asking the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"Abandon one of the equally perfect options?"

"I know how to find the wrong branch, nail a road sign in front, write that this road is not open, and then go in the right direction..."

"But what if both paths are correct?"

"You only have one life, boss."

Fei Yamu pondered for a while, then gave a seemingly irrelevant answer.

"Everyone gets one chance. So do they, and so do you."

"I know, and that's the crux of the matter."

"...only one chance, everyone."

Han Yi sighed lightly, looking at Fei Yamu with hope in his eyes.

"You and Flora are so happy, what kind of decision did you make to become like this?"

"I'm sorry, boss, I think... In terms of relationships, I don't seem to have made a choice." Fei Yamu's smile contained a trace of apology, "She and I are first love, since high school... well, I It means that the two of us must have had some other dewy affairs before, but they were all short-lived. True love, me and her only have this once."

"I enlisted in the army, she waited for me to come back, and then came to live in Los Angeles together, it was as simple as that."

"So you said what decision to make... I don't know."

"Maybe it's best to let it happen naturally? You know, as they say, see where the current takes you."

For a tough guy from the military, eloquence is by no means his forte.The rake was almost bottomed out, and Fei Yamu was able to hold back a few words of consolation and persuasion.

"You had it easy, Feyamu."

After carefully looking at Fei Yamu for a few seconds, the light in Han Yi's eyes disappeared, and a gentle smile emerged from the corner of his mouth again.

After an ambiguous pun, he turned his gaze out the window.

The G650 they were on was facing the countercurrent, crossing the edge of the North American continental plate, and flying to the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.

(End of this chapter)