Chapter 120: Victoria's Secret: Inhumane Luxury

$123. Victoria's Secret, the Inhumanely Spendthrift

The next morning, Victoria's Secret CEO Jameson announced that it would abandon the blood diamond worth 20 million US dollars and use pink diamonds worth 45 million US dollars, and will pair them with emerald gems worth 30 million US dollars.

As soon as this new announcement came out, the whole of America was boiling.

Previously, a 20 million US dollar gem was sensational enough, but now Victoria's Secret has used 45 million and 30 million US dollar gems, which are worth 75 million US dollars.

What about the rest? The public is curious about what kind of shocking operation Victoria's Secret can make this time.

Jameson, who has money in his hands, is naturally full of confidence. He uses whatever is expensive, such as ruby, sapphire, emerald, diamond and platinum, and has a posture of "I am the best in the world".

Tang Wen doesn't bother to pay attention to Jameson's "spending". As long as he can make a name for himself, what does it matter if he spends a few hundred million?

At 10 o'clock in the morning, supermodels took to the streets one after another to "walk the runway". After learning about Jameson's crazy behavior, supermodels picked up their phones and began to use their connections to get people.

This Victoria's Secret show is different from the past. In the past, the highest-priced underwear was only 15 million. This time it may be 10 times the most expensive before. If you can wear this underwear, your value will be different now.

After all, it is still unknown who will get the title of the first billionaire baby.

At the Victoria's Secret headquarters, Jameson threw the designer's drawings and yelled, "Luxury, I want unique luxury, understand? Gold? Bullshit, is your brain full of bullshit? I want the most expensive, the most expensive."

Looking at his subordinate's embarrassed expression, Jameson scolded him angrily, "Jenny, this is your turnaround. What we want is unique, unparalleled in the world, as long as it is the most expensive, we will deal with the materials you like, understand?"

The designer called Jenny wiped his sweat and said carefully, "Yes, manager, I understand."

"Go down and redo the design, remember I want the most expensive. This is what the new boss wants to see." Jameson instructed.

"Yes, manager, I understand."

Tang Wen's phone kept ringing, and he didn't need to look to know that it was the supermodels he met that night. Tang Wen answered the phone with a smile.

"Hi, Gisele, is there anything you need from me?"

"I miss you."

"Okay, baby, give me an address and I'll have someone pick you up in the evening." Tang Wen replied with a smile. As for her motives? This is something Tang Wen needs to consider.

After a while, the phone rang again.

"Saelinson? Of course I miss you, baby, I'll have someone pick you up in the evening."

Before Tang Wen put it down, the phone rang again.

"Helo, does Irene miss me? Really? I miss you too, baby, I'll have someone pick you up in the evening."

Tang Wen followed suit and answered the phone, laughing: "Tonight will be interesting." As for whether the three women will quarrel? Tang Wen doesn't care at all. If they want to quarrel, Tang Wen doesn't suggest asking them to leave.

Hollywood doesn't have much of anything, but there are a lot of people.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Wen chatted with his woman for a while. It's a pity that the little witch has gone to the crew for an audition, otherwise it would be a good time during the day.

Bored Tang Wen turned on the computer and suddenly found a piece of news.

"The unreliable family is living in the suburbs, and Ivanka works in a convenience store to support the family."

Tang Wen, who had some doubts about this, searched for the recent situation of the unreliable family. He was shocked.

It turned out that after the bankruptcy of the unreliable family, the house was taken away by the bank, and Ivanka was unemployed. Before, she could be said to be like a fish in water in the New York circle because of her father and her husband's family.

But now that both families have gone bankrupt, no one in the upper class circles likes her. Even when she went to interview for a job, when people heard that they were interviewing the general manager, they were very disdainful and said: "Miss Ivanka, I don't mean anything else. Our company doesn't deserve an "elite" like you."

The subtext is to get out of here. Without the family power of your father and husband, you are nothing. On the surface, Ivanka's resume is very "tempting", but it is more watery.

First of all, in terms of academic qualifications, she wrote that she was from Wharton Business School. Anyone with a discerning eye knows how she got into this school. Her grades during school were not outstanding. It can be seen at a glance that she came to gild.

Besides, she studied at the School of Finance, but her resume says that she started modeling at the age of 17. Do you believe such people who say that she was an "elite" in school?

She was a model, but she came to interview for a manager-level position. When people asked her about sales methods and planning, she could only paint a rosy picture. To put it bluntly, she couldn't even do the most basic ordinary employee with her ability.

This can be seen from her resume. The resume says that she knew how to trade stocks at the age of 6. But when asked about the hottest industry at the moment, she didn't know anything, and she didn't even understand the most basic market trends.

As for finance, it's even more funny. Don't you know what kind of person is particularly unreliable? A simple economics question can make her blush, so there is no need to continue chatting.

She said she would examine the opponent, but please, which company do you think would pay you to fly and live for 4 hours every day to examine the opponent?

Besides, she only provided some "self-righteous" suggestions. I'm very sorry, big hotels will have professional etiquette and research in this area, there is no need to worship a "ancestor".

In this way, she failed in every interview, whether it was for a management position or an ordinary position. In Chinese, it is like a half-bucket of water clinking.

At the beginning, Ivanka would restrain herself, but she became more and more irritable as time went on.

In the last interview, she slapped the interviewer directly because the fat pig asked her to be her lover. She didn't find a job, but life still had to go on.

The family now needs to work everywhere while receiving government relief. There is no way because she has a daughter, so Ivanka can only find a job as a convenience store waiter.

As for Bit Unreliable, he went to help people paint.

Compared with Bit Unreliable, the Jared family is much more miserable. The old patriarch Charles fell ill in bed, and his younger brother was fooling around on the street all day.

Kush was reduced to helping people do odd jobs on the farm, and other family members were very "foresighted". On the eve of the Jared family's bankruptcy, several core members took the antiques from the family and ran away.

The most annoying thing is that Kush's mother ran away with her lover, Charles' cousin, when she saw that the situation was not right. Charles was so angry that he went to the hospital.

Kush still owed the bank more than 2 million dollars, and as long as there was money in his bank account, it would be forcibly deducted. So he had no choice but to come to the farm to do odd jobs, because here he could be paid daily.

After returning home, Kush found that Charles was looking forward with lifeless eyes. After comforting him for a while, Kush took out the canned food that he bought in the supermarket today and was about to expire in 3 days.

He used to not even look at these, but now he can only afford this with an income of 80 US dollars a day.

"Kush, I found a good way to make money." The younger brother John hurriedly ran back from outside and whispered to his brother.

"John, can you be more careful? Don't you see what your father is like now?" Kush cursed.

"Fuck the shit, Kush, just say whether you will do it or not, we can easily get millions of US dollars from this ticket." John said nonchalantly.

"Millions?" Kush wondered in his heart.

"That's right, my dear brother. As long as we finish this job, we will have the capital to make a comeback." John shouted excitedly.

"John, are you taking drugs again? I told you a long time ago." After hearing his brother's words, Kush felt that this guy was definitely high.

"Shit, Kush, I'm sober now. I know a short Mexican on the street. He told me that as long as we go and say hello to the state police, the current state police are at least acquainted with you, you go and buy him a drink. As long as we hold him for an hour, he will give us 50,000 US dollars every day. How about it? We work him for a week and it will be 350,000 US dollars." John shouted excitedly.

"Are you crazy? That's fucking D." Kush said in disbelief.

"Come on, my good brother, what else do we have to lose now except this rotten life? Do you want to stay on the farm as a handyman for the rest of your life?"

The brother's words deeply hurt Kush's heart. He was really frustrated about the farm work.

"We agreed that we would stop when we have saved 10 million US dollars." The proud Kush still bowed to reality. But he didn't know that he was walking on a "dead end" with no way back.

The next morning, Kush took the only 500 US dollars, which was the only government relief money they had this month. He exchanged it at the store before the government recovered it.

With 500 US dollars, Kush found the state policeman Kevin that his brother mentioned. After a round of greetings, Kush said with tears that he would treat the state policeman to a drink, looking at the downtrodden Kush.

Kevin reluctantly followed Kush into the small roadside bar.

As Kush and Kevin just entered, John took out his mobile phone and whispered: "OK."

Several pickup trucks drove out of the border road and sped towards the country.

After saying goodbye to Kevin, the drunk Kush staggered back home.

"Kush, look, I know you can do it." John waved a handful of banknotes in his hands.

Kush, who had felt a little guilty, saw the pile of cash, but that guilt disappeared. He would work harder now.

The next morning, Kush, who had money, took out cash to buy the shabby T-shirt dance bar on the roadside, and applied for the minimum repayment from the bank.

In the next few days, Kush tried every means to trick the state police into his bar. After the state police left drunkenly, Kevin showed up with a large sum of cash.

As the cash increased, Kush became bolder and bolder, and even wanted to go to deliver goods with his brother John. Because the price was too tempting, if they delivered goods separately, they could earn 100,000 US dollars.

In this way, 10 million US dollars would only take 100 days or more than 3 months. What they didn't know was that the DEA had already targeted them.