America's Road to Wealth

This year's Isha show starts at seven o'clock and ends at nine o'clock two hours later.

After the feature film ended, the busy backstage continued. Mainly a large number of media reporters, interviewing Isa Angels and the company's senior management, these contents will be recorded in the documentary later.

This year's Isha show, in addition to the annual live and recorded broadcasts. A documentary will be released in the future. After all, it has been held 4 times in 4 consecutive years, and a documentary should be made.

After I was almost done with my work, I held a celebration banquet directly on the spot.

It wasn't until 10:30, when the celebration ended, the lights were bright, and the extremely lively backstage gradually calmed down.

As in previous years, the Issa show, which has gradually become one of Manhattan's many celebrations, has something for everyone.

Especially this year, Abel's hands-on work has added to the appeal of ordinary people to this big show.

After the big show ended, there were many photos posted by Abel's media on the Internet, which completely ignited people's curiosity.

In addition to the live broadcast, AMC TV station's overtime editing and editing also allowed the perfect edited version to be broadcast at prime time the next night.

This is also the first time that Yishaxiu has received this kind of broadcast treatment.

In the past, although the big show was also very grand. But only on some fashion channels, it can be broadcast on the prime time channel.

And with the broadcast, more people who have not watched the live broadcast have seen the edited version of the perfect show. Those performances with extraordinary body and artistic costume design make the audience who have seen it, whether they are men or women, fall in love with it.

This is an afterthought, let's not mention it for now.

In fact, after many people thought that the celebration banquet was over.

In the backstage of the temporary catwalk booth in Times Square, it should have completely quieted down.

Actually it's not quiet at all.

In the spacious, huge and warm backstage, there are thirty-eight extraordinary bodies who are destined to amaze and admire men all over the world, and make women all over the world envy and hate.

They didn't leave at all, they stayed in the background.

And the one who stayed with them was their boss...

This is destined to be a more absurd and HY night than at No. 1, 12th Road, New York.

Ordinary people, of course, cannot see this.

But caring people, even if they can't understand the inside story. They can easily know some situations that ordinary people can't understand.

"This guy, isn't he afraid of dying on those women's bellies—"

Late at night on Christmas Eve, in a manor house by the Hudson Bay.

John Chris Morgan and David Rockefeller talking about railroads and energy.

As they have for the past two years, without exception, they talked about a young man.

When David talks about what this guy is doing now.

John Cleese had someone debrief, and at that moment someone happened to be in the makeshift building in Times Square being absurd.

Without particularly careful information, as the same kind, John Chris and David can guess what that guy is doing at this time.

John Chris then had the above statement.

"Hehe, isn't that model company the forbidden camp he created for himself? But I have to say, the people under his staff picked some good ones for him. Those coquettish bitches are enough to make any man fall in love with him." was squeezed dry by them."

David Rockefeller couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, are you envious or jealous?"

"Well, I'm a little jealous and envious. This guy, to be honest, I really admire him when it comes to playing with women."

"Hehe, David. I don't think you are inferior to him in this regard. Your illegitimate children..."

Hearing this, David's complexion changed slightly, he reached out to interrupt John Chris' teasing, and complained in a low voice angrily: "Don't talk nonsense... I haven't even said anything about you yet!"

"Hehe, so we are all the same, at most it's just that everyone plays different styles and tricks."

"Got it, got it. You have to be careful. After all, I only like to play by myself. You like to play with so many people. There will always be more accidents when there are too many people. You understand what I mean."

"Haha, I know what you mean. But I think more people are safer. Even if something happens, there will be more people who are willing to help, don't they?"

"Okay." David Rockefeller said: "Stop mentioning such irrelevant things, let's talk about business."

John Chris nodded and ended the topic.

Late at night, around five in the morning.

The Smith took off from Kennedy International Airport. After taking off successfully, it circled twice in the air before turning around and heading southwest.

Abel, who sat firmly on the seat of his palace in the sky, felt numbness in his waist and weakness in his legs at this moment.

This kind of state and feeling has been experienced very rarely after his rebirth.

There were only about two or three times, and these two or three times almost all appeared after experiencing the "torture" of the Pansi Cave in Elizabeth's back garden.

It can only be said that they are not only powerful in combat, but also have a large number of people.

Even the non-human Abel couldn't withstand their powerful fighting power.

But... looking at the night sky outside the window of Ji Jixuan, Abel felt that it was worth it.

Not to mention mental and physical, it can indeed be said to be extremely happy. Even in the obsession of males to create offspring, he felt that he must have been severely satisfied today.

You know, before today, he hadn't touched them for more than a week.

They were also under strict supervision and stopped taking medicine for more than a week.

At the same time, before participating in the big show today, each of them took drugs such as diethylstilbestrol tablets and clomiphene citrate tablets.

Several even received injections of urotropin in the evening...

This is more ruthless, and it is true that you have reached your age, or you want to gamble heavily on your future.

Of course, there are also people who are not willing to do so, which can be regarded as semi-forced. After all, there are thirty-eight people, and it is impossible for everyone to have the same idea.

But, it was all the same in the end, at least they both took clomiphene citrate tablets and diethylstilbestrol tablets.

So... thinking about it, Abel still felt a little ridiculous.

But now that he has done it, he will not regret it.

Thinking of this, he whispered to David Jones who had been following him all the time: "Pay close attention to their situation, and do all kinds of inspections. You understand what I mean, dear David."

David Jones smiled at his master, who also thought he was being ridiculous this time.

But he has been the butler of the Smith family for almost 4 years, and he is an extremely high-ranking existence in this butler circle.

David can also know the secrets of many top wealthy circles.

In contrast, David felt that the madness and absurdity of his master was much more serious than the weirdness of some other giants in this circle.

At least they are reproducing normally, at most it is just a little more, isn't it?

"I understand, sir. Everything is ready, follow-up tracking and services will follow." David Jones responded to Abel with a smile.

Only then did Abel nod his head, and then said to him, "I'll squint for a while, and wake me up when I get to Texas."

"OK……"

Watching the master close his eyes, he snored soon.

David checked the humidity and temperature of the air and left after confirming that everything was fine.

There is really something going on these two days, and my father is not worried. I embezzled some family money and went back to deal with it. Tired, humiliated, sad, and wallet damaged, hey...