He sat over again, just like the last time, even if there were teammates present, he could only go over to help.
Albert's dark blue eyes were looking at her deeply.
Fortunately, he had enough concentration, otherwise his mind would have been shaken.
"Okay."
She put down her hand.
The last time, Albert grabbed her hand, kissed the back of her hand, and said "thank you."
But this time he just smiled and thanked her.
She sat back, "Although the past is past, it is the same as before."
The words written on the breakfast note hinted at many things.
Even though things had passed and she had to do it all over again, there were many things that Albert had not done, but she remembered them very clearly and vividly.
But she had to act natural, while Rudolf was watching.
"Albert, we love you, we support you..."
There were still a few topless female fans wearing only oil paint, parading through the streets holding signs and campaign posters.
When Albert got out of the car, there were screams: "I love you, we love you..."
Likewise, they were blocked outside, and Albert just smiled and waved at them.
In the end, the police still had to pin them to the ground, handcuff them and take them to the police car.
Four tall bodyguards surrounded Albert with nowhere to shoot.
In the shopping mall, after Albert delivered his speech, he walked around like an inspection and shook hands with various personnel, which still took a total of an hour.
The elevator door closed, he put down his hand and let out a long breath.
The bodyguard next to him handed over a walkie-talkie, and Barron's voice came from it: "There is indeed someone in the room, how did you know?"
The last time Rudolph and the others were bodyguards.
I noticed something was wrong somewhere on the 27th floor, the window was open.
"But the man ran away, leaving only a gun."
Barron seemed to be panting a little, and he didn't know whether he was nervous or tired of chasing the man.
"Notify the mall management, block all exits, check the surveillance routes, and notify the police to come."
Albert ordered as he walked.
He also told Cheng Qianxun and the others: "You all follow me."
Entering the room, Albert untied his tie and walked in: "The clothes and makeup artist will be here in an hour.
You can find a place to rest wherever you like."
Two suites.
There are two two-meter-wide beds, as well as a sofa and a couch, which are enough for a rest.
This is different from last time.
Last time everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
Reger fell directly onto the big bed.
He took a long breath and said, "Do it again.
I feel annoyed just looking at it.
You are so awesome."
Albert was still so dazzling, affable, and capable of putting his best foot forward for everyone.
Albert sat on the sofa, and only then did he look tired: "I have been living like this for three months, and I live like this every day.
There is no big difference between more days and less days.
"In this regard, Albert has indeed shown great endurance and ability.
Sneijder went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of beer at the request of his teammates.
He threw them one by one and asked Albert if he wanted them.
"We're going to drink tonight.
Give me a bottle of ice water."
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Albert stretched out his hand and wiped his face and stood up: "I'm going to rest.
If Barron comes, tell him not to disturb him.
If you have anything to do, hurry up.
Let’s talk about it then.”
Fashionable people will feel tired from such high-intensity and boring work and really need to take a rest.
After a few minutes, Barron came indeed and saw them all lying down wherever they could, covering all the beds: "Where's Albert?"
"Inside, he said not to disturb him, and we'll talk about it later."
Gordon, who was lying on the bed, replied, while Regel beside him was already snoring a little.
Seeing three grown men already lying on the bed, Sneijder lying on the sofa and Cheng Qianxun lying on the couch, Barron smiled bitterly: "Then where should I lie?"
"Come here, Qianxun and I will squeeze together."
Sneijder gave up the sofa.
Fortunately, the couch was big enough, so the two of them didn't feel too cramped even if they were close to each other.
For the next hour, everyone fell into a light sleep.
"Beep, beep, beep, beep..."
Barron's pocket rang.
He sat up with his mouth open and almost drooling.
He took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
The alarm clock he set rang.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
He went to open the door.
"Hi, everyone."
It was the same makeup artist who came in carrying a large makeup box, twisting her waist and waving one hand.
Barron shouted: "Whoever goes to take a shower first will have dinner after that."
"Cheng, you better go first, women take a long time."
A piece of clothing was stuffed into her hand.
"Slow down, oh, you three men, get out of the way, don't hinder my work of creating beauty."
The makeup artist drove away his teammates lying on the bed, put the special large-sized makeup box on the bed, opened it and took it out A few plastic bottles: "Shampoo, conditioner, essential oil shower gel, take it and use it.
This will make your skin smoother and your hair softer."
The makeup artist's bottles and jars were also stuffed into her hands.
"Go on, go on."
The makeup artist waved her hands with a smile, still looking very girly: "Don't forget to dry your hair after washing it, just wrap it in a towel."
The corners of his mouth were slightly twitching, the history was surprisingly similar, the makeup artist was still the same when he did it again.
After washing, Sneijder took the clothes and went in to wash them.
And she leaned on the couch, doing her hair, fixing her nails, and applying nail polish on her hands and feet.
"Hurry up, there's only half an hour left."
The makeup artist urged, looking at her watch.
"Yes, that's the effect."
After everything was done, she stood in front of the full-length mirror, and the sound of the makeup artist screaming with excitement was simply unbearable for her.
Can you find a makeup artist who is a pure man next time?
Sneijder looked at her and said angrily: "Still the same as before, he is really nostalgic."
At this time, Reger came out of the bathroom, washed and put on clothes, and joked: "This outfit is pretty good, at least you don't have to use your brain to think about it.
You know, it's not easy to satisfy a woman."
Albert came out of the room and looked at the people in the room: "Is there anyone else in the bathroom?"
"It's all washed."
Reger sat down and asked the hairstylist to spray hairspray: "There are a lot of bath towels in there, so bring a few."
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"Yeah."
Albert picked it up and put it on the bed, then walked into the bathroom wearing a protective gown.
Barron asked all the styling staff to evacuate first, and then called the hotel to send dinner over.
After Albert finished washing, dinner was served.
"All the dishes are personally watched by the hotel manager, and they are guaranteed to be fine," Barron said.
The hotel manager stood at the table and bent slightly: "If you don't mind, I can try the dishes."
"No, no hotel wants a guest to be poisoned in the room.
Thank you for your service.
I will notify you if necessary."
Albert's words were very tactful, and the hotel manager withdrew.
He sat down and said, "Let's all eat together."
While eating, there was a sound next to him.
Barron walked over and looked at the laptop that was open next to him: "Email, from the Minister of Finance."
It was the notification sound of an incoming email.
"I'll do it."
Albert threw down the half-eaten food and walked over: "Are you going to congratulate me on my success in advance and then ask for a high price?"
"That's right."
Barron was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "How did you guess that?"
It's not that I guessed it, but I've seen it before.
Albert's fingers were flying on the keyboard.
"This vampire, promise him, promise everything."
After replying to the email, Albert straightened up and faced Barron: "Call the makeup artist over and eat quickly."
"Yes" Barron didn't take the computer to another room, but called the makeup artist to come over again.
After Albert quickly finished the rest, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, and the makeup artist happened to come in.
He stood up and said, "Eat slowly."
He walked to the side and sat down, and the makeup artist began to help him reshape his face.
The same scene happened again, signing autographs and taking photos in front of media reporters.
Every move is still orderly, calm and stable.
After taking pictures, he did not leave.
Barron still shouted that reporters could ask three questions.
The first and second questions still revolved around the death of his competitor.
Albert's answer was the same as last time, with slight modifications to make him appear wiser and calmer.
"I heard that your wife complained on the Internet and exposed all kinds of wrongs.
Is it true?"
Not only that, the question was delayed a little this time: "She said that you have delusions, and that you suspected that she was responsible for these assassinations. for, and she didn’t do it at all.”
Albert still kept his smile and did not darken his face like last time.
In fact, he only needs to follow the answer he gave last time.
At that time, his answer was extremely sensational and he received a lot of support.
Albert said to the camera: "Through this, I want to tell her that all the materials have been handed over to the police.
If you did it, please surrender as soon as possible.
I used to work hard outside to create things for you and our children."
A better life; I have been working hard for the benefit of the people recently.
Even if you treat me like this, you should do it for the sake of your children and not just for the sake of money."
But obviously this issue was a little different this time, and Cheng Qianxun felt like he was sweating.
"Is it true...
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She really wants to murder you and her husband to seize property..."
The scene suddenly exploded.
Albert froze for a few more seconds, then turned and walked towards the main venue.
"Please stay, please answer one more question..."
The reporters quickly followed, shouting and asking questions at the top of their lungs.
"I'm sorry, please give way."
Barron still directed the venue staff to fend off the reporters: "I have already answered three questions, please interview others."
"I heard that you carry family photos with you, is it true?"
Unexpectedly, a reporter shouted, still asking the same question as before.
Albert, who was about to enter the venue, stopped and took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his dress suit: "This question is considered an additional question."
But the difference is that this time he tore up the photo in front of all reporters
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