America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

Leonardo took a sip of his drink and asked, "Is this your first time on a private charter?"

Martin admitted, "I\'ve only ever flown first class."

That old scoundrel Nicholson leaned over and said, "These private charter companies can provide a lot of high-end services. As long as the money is right, everything is negotiable."

Martin asked, "Seems like you have a lot of experience in this!"

"I came prepared." Nicholson opened his wallet, pulled out a stack of cash, and shouted, "Ladies, let\'s see something with more artistic flair, I know all of you are top-notch artists."

The point was to have fun and be merry; money was no object.

Martin and Leonardo applauded together.

Keeping in step with the music, the flight attendants began unbuttoning their uniforms. A uniform flew through the air, and Martin caught it first, promptly smothering it onto Leonardo\'s face.

Nicholson poured drinks for Martin and Leonardo, and the trio toasted to their \'artistic feast.\'

Setting down his glass, Martin called out, "Ladies, do you provide face-washing services?"

One of the attendants, now wearing just one piece of clothing, said in a sweet voice, "That\'s not one of our services."

Nicholson slapped another stack of cash down on the table with a smack and asked, "How about now?"

All four flight attendants answered in unison, "We do."

Someone said, "I\'ll go get the water and face wash…"

"No need for water," Leonardo, not to be outdone, pointed and said, "It should be with milk."

The sweet-voiced attendant replied, "We don\'t do that."

With all his cash in his luggage, Martin simply drew a wad from Nicholson\'s hand and asked, "Really not?"

All four attendants together, "We can learn."

High above ten thousand meters, the tired Trio of Scoundrels enjoyed their face-washing service.

Clearly better quality than Night Color Club\'s, the face wash was gentle, refreshing, and invigorating.

Unfortunately, a bout of turbulence meant that the face-washing had to be interrupted.

In the midst of the plane\'s shaking, Nicholson shouted to Martin, "Ever tried doing it in mid-air?"

Martin replied, "No."

"You\'re so behind the times!" Nicholson scoffed, "You\'d better catch up, or Leo and I will have to kick you out!"

Suddenly, Martin remembered something about taking a helicopter to the private island. Maybe on the island, he could invite interested supermodels to join him on the helicopter ride.

He turned to Leonardo beside him and asked, "Aren\'t you into environmentalism? And yet you\'re getting it on in a plane!"

Leonardo responded, "Can\'t I \'get it on\' with an eco-organization\'s female leader in a plane? Isn\'t that environmental enough?"

Martin was left speechless.

The rich and the idle really knew how to play hard.

The business jet arrived smoothly at Miami Airport. In the presidential suite at the top floor of a nearby hotel, the Trio of Scoundrels met with all the guests attending Alexander Ambrosio\'s bachelor party before his wedding.

After this year\'s Victoria\'s Secret show, Gisele Bundchen ended her years-long collaboration with Victoria\'s Secret, saying goodbye to her angel contract and going solo.

As Heidi Klum grew older, the mantle of Victoria\'s Secret\'s top angel naturally fell upon Ambrosio.

This time, for Ambrosio\'s pre-wedding party, 18 models came.

Standing at the entrance of the presidential suite, Martin looked over and saw many familiar faces.

Heidi Klum, AA, KK, Adriana Lima, Angela Lindvall, Miranda Kerr, Erin Heatherton, Doutzen Kroes, Isabel Fontana, Caroline Trentini, and others.

There were more people than the last time.

Heidi Klum caught sight of Martin and approached, seeking an explanation, "Have you been avoiding me?"

Martin spread his hands, "Hey, Heidi, why would I be avoiding you?"

Angela Lindvall walked up in a few steps, resting an arm on Martin\'s shoulder, and said, "Obviously because he\'s feeling guilty."

Heidi was not happy, "You came to my bachelorette party but didn\'t attend my wedding. I\'m very disappointed, very hurt."

Behind Angela, KK came up and suggested, "Heidi, why not do it here? Angela and I will hold him down, and you can use whatever means you want."

Martin looked around at the three wild women and said, "You all have terrible memories, forgetting the fear of being dominated by me last time."

Angela unzipped with a zipping sound, "You think we were scared of you?" Pointing behind her, she said, "Take a look at our sisterhood. We already said if you guys don\'t make it, there\'s no need to come back. Just dig a hole and bury yourselves on the island."

Just as it looked like war was about to break out, Ambrosio jumped onto the living room table and clapped her hands forcefully, "Scoundrels and wenches, all of you stop right there. Hold all your randiness and heat until we get on the island!"

Suddenly she reached down, "Sisters, don\'t forget our agreement!"

A blonde girl beside her handed Ambrosio two items.

Ambrosio held them up high, one of which was a 30-centimeter-long carving of the Joker, clearly modeled after Martin.

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Another item was a glass bottle containing a green liquid, and the brand name on the bottle had three words — Mentholatum!

Alexander Ambrosio brandished the two items in hand and announced the punishment measures, "You\'ve all tasted their effects, whoever messes around secretly before getting on the island, all the sisters will take turns using these on her!"

Martin looked at the two items in Alexander\'s hands and was a bit surprised, as he didn\'t remember giving the supermodels souvenirs.

"Great!" Leonardo agreed from the side.

Martin separated Heidi and Angela, grabbed Leonardo, and asked, "What\'s with the things in AA\'s hands?"

Leonardo chuckled, "Didn\'t I get some souvenirs from you last time? I gave them all to the supermodels."

Nicholson\'s face leaned in, "The Mentholatum is from me."

Martin grumbled, "You two truly deserve to be my brothers!"

Leonardo put his arm around Martin\'s shoulder, "Good stuff is to be shared, isn\'t it?"

Alexander Ambrosio, accompanied by her blonde assistant, came over to negotiate with the Trio of Scoundrels.

Martin found the blonde assistant familiar, "AA, aren\'t you going to introduce her?"

"What, are you moved? Excited?" Alexander pulled the blonde assistant to the front and introduced her, "This is Candice, a model from South Africa."

Candice shook hands with Martin and the other two men generously, "Hello."

Ignoring the aged Nicholson and the visibly plumper Leonardo, she said specifically to Martin, "I\'m really looking forward to the party on the island."

Martin replied, "Once you\'re on the island, you can find me anytime."

This group of scumbags and trashy women rented a private island just to indulge themselves.

The Trio of Scoundrels frequented Hollywood year-around, and the supermodels, needless to mention, were even more open, everyone played hard and didn\'t bother hiding it.

Coming out to play, of course, happiness is most important, but health can\'t be ignored either.

Alexander Ambrosio and Heidi sent the sisterhood of she-wolves away to do as they wished for a while, then negotiated with the Trio of Scoundrels.

Of course, Nicholson wouldn\'t personally come forward; he first exchanged the trio\'s health reports with Alexander, "Just done this week."

Alexander gave the sisterhood\'s health reports in return, and Leonardo took them, reviewed them together with Martin.

The supermodels\' reports not only included blood tests but also records of contraceptive injections.

Such matters couldn\'t very well require that the men provide vasectomy certificates.

Maybe Nicholson didn\'t care, but Martin and Leonardo would definitely back out, they weren\'t brainless gods of war.

All of these were also about being responsible to both parties, so when playing, there would be no concerns, just go all out and have fun.

Both sides even seriously discussed the cost issue, Alexander Ambrosio believed that since it was her bachelorette party, she should cover the cost of renting the island. Enjoy exclusive chapters from empire

And the expenses for modifying the rooms in advance were also out of her pocket.

Other costs, like airfare and food, were to be covered by the Trio of Scoundrels.

Nicholson, with a grand gesture, declared that he would take care of that bill.

After both sides confirmed their negotiations, they destroyed the relevant reports, and Alexander on behalf of the sisterhood came over and hugged Martin and his companions.

She emphasized the reminder, "As my bachelorette gift and the sisterhood\'s Christmas present, from now on, you guys can\'t act alone to prevent anyone from sneaking around."

Nicholson and Leonardo\'s gazes both simultaneously landed on Martin.

Martin was quite helpless, "What do you two scoundrels mean? Am I that kind of person?"

Leonardo reminded him, "At Heidi\'s party last time, while we were still sleeping, you started playing the \'chicken and drum\', and that game of chasing skirts..."

Martin shot back, "Clearly you two are useless!"

"Ahem..." Alexander coughed loudly, interrupting the three of them, and said, "To prevent the situation from last time and to avoid Martin getting ganged up on, this time I specifically hired a nutritionist to create a high-protein menu for the three of you, which you\'ll definitely like."

Martin stepped forward and hugged Alexander again, "Dear, you\'re all too thoughtful."

Leonardo inquired, "AA, who\'s the next one among you getting married?"

Alexander chuckled, "For future bachelorette parties, we will definitely invite you guys." Her gaze fell on Martin, "Especially you, we had so much fun the last time we hung out with you."

Martin thought to himself, these supermodels who attend the Victoria\'s Secret show might have someone getting married every year, and as a good man like him, of course, he would offer his wedding blessings.

Blessings worth billions from the heart!

Is there any blessing more sincere than that?

Both parties took a good rest in the hotel that night, besides having a drink together, everyone abided by the agreements and didn\'t cross any lines.

After all, once on the island, they could party to their heart\'s content.

The next morning, three passenger helicopters flew to the hotel\'s rooftop helipad.

Over 20 people took the helicopters from Miami to a private island south of the Florida Peninsula.

Martin had already arranged with Alexander regarding some rooms on the island, which were specially modified to suit the needs of the party.

After arriving on the island, including chefs, housekeeping, and security personnel, everyone moved to the eastern part of the island.

The entire southwest was left to the party crowd.

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