Chapter 134

At nine o'clock in the morning, Nicole woke up and subconsciously touched Tracy around her. She felt empty. Nicole was stunned and smiled bitterly.

The little villain's physical strength is better than before. He tossed about in the middle of the night yesterday and could get up early to exercise.

After so long with Tracy, Nicole knows his work and rest habits very well. She must be in the gym below when she is not in the room in the morning.

He rubbed the messy long hair, combed it behind his back, touched the head of the bed with one hand, touched a rubber band and tied up the long hair.

There was still some pain on her body. Nicole moved her waist a little and got out of bed.

When she came to the windowsill, she opened the curtains and felt the warm and bright sunshine. Nicole narrowed her eyes and stretched herself comfortably.

She has a stiff neck. When she thinks of those shameful scenes last night, Nicole looks angry and blushes on her cheeks.

"I can't get used to him too much. I don't have to think of any new tricks in the future. My neck is still sore now." Nicole rubbed her neck and muttered to herself. Then she went to the wardrobe, took out a pajama and put it on her body and tied the strap in front of her.

She put on her pajamas, took a simple swipe, went straight out of the bedroom, went to the next room and knocked on the door, "Naomi, are you up?"

"Get up, Nicole, wait a minute." a moment later, Naomi's lazy voice came from inside.

After waiting for about a minute, the door was opened.

Naomi appeared in front of Nicole, wearing a black Pajama, long blond hair scattered on her shoulders and a tired face. It seemed that she didn't sleep well.

"Naomi, haven't you slept well? Or aren't you used to my bed?" Nicole asked as she looked tired.

Naomi gasped and said, "no, I read the script a little late last night."

She lied. She didn't do anything last night. She just couldn't sleep over and over. I can't help it. When I see Tracy, her mood is chaotic. She always thinks in the evening.

Although the sound insulation effect here is good, you can also hear some movements faintly. You are already restless, so you can't sleep.

Nicole went into Naomi's room, sat directly on the bed and flirted with Naomi: "I didn't sleep well either. Do you want me to sleep with you for a while?"

"You go with your little lover," Naomi rolled her eyes.

"I don't want to be tossed about by him in the morning. Come on, Naomi."

"Nicole... You let me go."

"Cluck..."

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In the gym, Tracy hit Buck's face with his right hand, very fast. Buck was also an old hand. He was very focused. When Tracy punched, he directly covered his face with a baffle.

With a bang, Buck stepped back two steps with great strength. He was slightly surprised. The boss's strength was getting stronger and stronger. He had to be more careful in the future.

Just when he was a little distracted, Tracy combined his fist again. His speed was not as fast as before, but his strength was not reduced at all.

Buck was tired of dealing with the left block and the right block. He didn't dare to think about anything else.

After the continuous strong attack lasted about half a minute, Tracy's action slowed down and his chest fluctuated faster and faster.

Half a minute later, Tracy stopped with his last punch and moved his sour arm.

"Use 80% of my strength to continue the strong attack. At present, I can only last for about a minute, and my arms begin to sour." Tracy said as he took off his boxer.

Buck saw the boss take off his boxer. It should be the end of the practice. He was relieved and relaxed. "Boss, this minute is enough for you to be a professional player of the same level."

Buck said sincerely, this is not flattering his boss. He practices boxing with Tracy every day. He knows his strength. He can only parry with armor and baffle. It's hard to imagine what it would be like without these armor.

Buck thinks he is better than a professional player. He is not confident to take Tracy's one minute attack, let alone other professionals.

Tracy just smiled at Buck's flattery, took off his boxer and coat and went straight into the bathroom.

After simply washing his sweat in the bathroom, Tracy changed into a fresh suit, went out of the gym and came to the living room on the first floor.

"Boss." George, who had been waiting here in the living room, saw Tracy and immediately stood up from the sofa.

Tracy raised his hand and pressed it down to signal him to sit down. He went to the sofa and sat opposite him. He casually took out a cigar from the cigar box on the tea table and threw it to George. "How's the preparation of the project drunk sleep?"

"The project has been approved, and the crew and actors still need your opinion from the boss." George took the cigar and didn't hurry to light it, but replied immediately.

"My opinion?" Tracy thought about it while playing with a cigar and said, "since it's up to you, you'll take full responsibility. I'll propose some candidates for directors and actors to you."

"OK, boss," George replied with an excited look on his face. He didn't expect Tracy's full support for his first packaging project, and no one meant to intervene.

To put it bluntly, CAA's packaging service is bundling sales. First, find a good theme to write a script, then find a suitable director and actor, integrate them, and then find an investment company and a production company.

This will leave a lot of process trouble for the production company. At the same time, there will be some disadvantages. For example, the production company may not like an actor or a director.

But this will not happen to hangover.

Because Tracy himself is the investor and the boss of the production company. He gave the project to George to operate with the package service of CAA, which is to brush George's experience.

If you want to climb in CAA, you must abide by their rules of the game. The package service mechanism does not say how effective it is. George yearns to go, which is the only way.

George, in a happy mood, politely roasted cigars for Tracy. After the cigars gave off fragrance, he held them in his hands and handed them to Tracy.

Tracy took the cigar and smelled it under her nose, showing a satisfied look. It had a strong aroma and just right heat.

George did the same. He roasted his cigar on the fire for a while and smelled it in front of his nose.

After enjoying the aroma of this cigar, light it and take a sip.

They still can't learn the boss's high-profile quirk, mainly because they don't have the heart to waste good cigars. They can't reach Tracy's height and can't stand Youhuo.

"By the way, George." Tracy put down his cigar and looked at it. "How did the outside media react to the ten million gamble in Las Vegas?"

"They are going crazy. My phone is going to explode. Many media want to give you an exclusive interview."

"An exclusive interview is OK. But we really should show our face."