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After get off work in the afternoon, he and Monica walked around Sunset Boulevard and watched an Italian opera "Madama Butterfly" at the Dolby Theater.

The opera tells the story of an Oriental woman and an American man. In Nagasaki, Japan, in 1900, Captain Pinkerton of the U.S. Navy married an Oriental woman, Chocho-san, also known as Madame Butterfly.

Shortly after the marriage, Pink returned to China, and three years later he came to Japan again with his American wife.

When Pink learned that Madam Butterfly had given birth to a son for him, he decided to adopt him and take the son away.

The loyal Madame Butterfly was so distraught that she put an American flag in her son's hands, blindfolded him, and committed suicide.

This story was created by Italian composer Puccini. Since its performance in Italy in 1904, it has become one of the most popular plays on the world opera stage.

Monica liked this opera very much, and Duca watched it three times with her.

Because the actors on the stage performed in operatic accents, I couldn't understand it the first time. After the third time, I slowly caught up with the rhythm of the actors and listened with gusto.

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Seeing Madam Butterfly's kindness, loyalty, and death, everyone around her exclaimed that she was such a good woman. He also exclaimed that Oriental women are indeed very good.

"What do you think after reading it three times?"

After the opera ended, Monica looked at him and asked.

Duca smiled, "Since World War II, Oriental women have become recognized as the best partners around the world, which has also led to Oriental women becoming very popular in the international marriage market. I think it is closely related to the popularity of the opera "Madame Butterfly"

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"Then do you like Oriental women? Have you ever thought about marrying an Oriental woman?"

Monica walked side by side with him, with a smile on her beautiful lips.

"No, Eastern women are influenced by Chinese Confucian culture and pay attention to the three obediences and the four virtues. They live and die because of men, just like vines on a big tree, lacking independence and sound personality.

And I prefer girls who are independent, confident, and generous. She is not my accessory, but my partner and friend, such as...you."

Monica smiled slightly and said, "That's very good. Unfortunately, I'm not that kind of woman. I'm not independent or confident enough. I'm more like Madame Butterfly. I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"Isn't it?"

Duka stopped and looked at her. With her beautiful cheeks, plump and tall figure, and confident and proud temperament, she didn't look like a little woman.

"No, at least not internally. If you like an independent and confident woman, you can find someone else. Goodbye Mr. Jin!"

Monica waved her hands and smiled.

"Wait a minute, I still like you even if you're not. I like your confident and self-reliant outer beauty, and I also like your gentle, kind and considerate inner beauty. I'm serious."

Dukara held her hand and said.

Monica smiled softly and did not break away from his hand.

"What about you? What kind of man are you?"

"What do you think?"

Dukara asked as she walked.

Monica did not answer the question,

"What kind of man do you think the protagonist Pinkerton is?"

"Scumbag!"

Duca said without hesitation.

"Yes, Pinkerton is a handsome and powerful man, but he is also an extremely irresponsible man. The better a man like this is, the more dangerous he is, and you and he belong to the same kind of man."

"How is it possible? If I have a wife and children, I can swear to all the gods in the world and my soul that I will never abandon them. If you think I can do that kind of thing, you really underestimate me.

."

Duka gently squeezed her hand as a slight punishment.

"Yes, I was wrong. I forgot that you are not a carefree American man, but a Mexican man who likes domestic violence. I heard that Mexican men are rough, arrogant, and authoritarian. I think it is better to stay away from you."

Monica shook off his hand, stepped on her high heels, and quickly walked into the car.

Duca looked at his palms and smiled helplessly. He was so unlucky that he was implicated by the Mexican man.

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After having dinner in the evening, he sent Monica home and drove to the bar.

I have been busy with film work during this period, so I come here less often, and all the bar affairs have been left to Jasmine Bloom.

After arriving at the bar, Jasmine sent over her income report for November. Last month's total revenue was US$250,000, an increase of 45% compared to October and 27% higher than September.

The renovation in October was delayed for more than ten days, and the income was not much, so there is no comparison. However, we made 68,000 more than in September, which shows that the bar's business is indeed getting better.

However, due to renovation costs and newly added employee expenses, November's expenses are also very large, and the net income is not much. It will take another two or three months to truly achieve profitability.

"Jasmine, you did a good job, much better than I expected."

"Thanks to your guidance, boss."

Jasmine smiled slightly.

Duca smiled and asked, "Are there any actors you know who are coming to spend money these days?"

"Yes, Tim Roth comes here often, and he also brings several actors who have filmed in the bar, including Chris Penn, Michael Madsen, and Keanu Reeves. The River brothers also came here twice. They are here

I played billiards, drank, and played a few pokers, but there were only a few people playing, so we often couldn't get a table together."

"Take your time, there are so many people here in just two months, and in two years our place will become a real star bar."

"I also believe that with you, boss, there will be more and more stars coming to the bar."

Jasmine smiled softly.

"Haha, then I will try my best to bring people to my bar, but those guys are more difficult to serve, so you have to pay attention to the service."

"Understood boss!"

Jasmine smiled.

After chatting for a while, Jasmine left the office, Duka drank a cup of tea and went downstairs again.

The bar slowly became lively after six o'clock, and many people walked to the bar in groups. Before six-thirty, more than 200 people came. It was indeed much livelier than before.

When they came to the bar, Andrew and others were chatting and joking together. When they saw him arriving, several waiters dispersed with trays and continued to serve drinks to the guests. Only Andrew was still joking with Julia, a little excited.

"Andrew, are there any happy events recently?"

Duca walked into the bar and asked.

"Haha, Duca, do you know what day it is today?"

"Your birthday?"

"No, today is December 4th. There are only 26 days until next year. I will have pocket money in another 26 days. Isn't this a happy thing?"

Andrew raised his eyebrows.

"Indeed, what are you going to do with the money?"

"Of course I want to play. I want to pick up girls, I want to take drugs to my heart's content, I want to buy a sports car, drag racing, buy a bar, open a bar, and go to Las Vegas to gamble..."

Andrew flexed his fingers and made a plan.

Well, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling and smoking are all taken care of.

"With the way you spend it, your pocket money doesn't seem to be enough for a month."

"It's not even a month. I've been miserable during this period. If I don't spend money to vent, I might become depressed."

"Haha~ After spending the first month, what will you do with the remaining 11 months? Continue to work as a waiter in the bar?"

Duca asked, shaking the mixing glass.

Andrew frowned, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Yes, emm, can you lend me 2 million flowers?"

Duca asked while rubbing her fingers.

"What are you borrowing money for?"

"I have a movie project, but I don't have the money to invest. Please lend me 2 million..."

"No borrowing!"

Andrew waved his hand, "If you are borrowing money to buy a car, a house, and pick up girls, I can lend you all. But if you say you want to borrow money for investment, I won't lend you a penny. I hate you the most because you only think about making money every day.

,so boring."

Duka was speechless, "How about lending me two million to buy a mansion?"

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, haven't you seen that I still live in that shabby apartment?"

"emm~, let me think about it, I lent you two million and there are still three million left. What should I do if this little money seems not enough?"

Andrew frowned and said.

"I'll give you a suggestion, take out all the money and put it in the cabinet and spend it one by one. Three million US dollars will definitely last a while."

Duca smiled.

"It sounds good, let me try it."

Andrew nodded.

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