Volume 3: My days in a college fraternity Chapter 115 Good night, Miss Sophia
At twelve o'clock in the morning, Sophia was standing on the roadside outside her graduate , looking around, like a young girl who was about to elope.
Tommy Hawke drove the shabby Stingray slowly from a distance, and finally stopped in front of her. He rolled down the window and greeted Sophia: "Good evening, Sophia, it seems that meeting your idol doesn't cheer you up."
"The main reason why I can't cheer up is that you chose a red-eye flight to save money." Sophia opened the trunk unhappily, put her suitcase in it, and then sat in the co-pilot seat, looking at the stingy and unscrupulous Tommy Hawke next to her:
"Can't you just fly there during the day, stay in a hotel for one night, and go meet that Delia Keyes the next day? Red-eye flights have very strict restrictions on what passengers can bring with them. I can't even bring a few extra sets of clothes."
She thought this bastard should have a sleepy face like her, but Tommy looked energetic at this moment. His angular face, coupled with the monotonous black suit, white shirt, and dark blue tie, gave him a very gloomy feeling. Even with his blonde hair, Sophia still couldn't feel that Tommy had any sunny temperament.
"Thank goodness, you're still alive." Sophia put her finger in front of Tommy's nose to feel his breath, and then shook the small cross hanging on the car at Tommy to make sure that Tommy had no abnormal reaction. Then she fastened her seat belt and breathed a sigh of relief:
"The Exorcist was being rerun on TV recently, and the way you were dressed late at night made me think you were possessed by a demon."
After helping this guy with some legal-related part-time jobs during this period, Sophia has noticed that this guy named Tommy Hawke has many faces, and the face he wears is adjusted at any time depending on the environment he is in.
When he faced ordinary people in Florida in front of the camera, he was like a friendly country boy. The bastard even deliberately exaggerated his northeastern accent when selling software just to make it more friendly.
When he needed to accompany me to consult with his law school teacher, this bastard would turn into a gentleman with a strong thirst for knowledge and good manners, adding honorifics to every word the teacher spoke.
To his fellow brothers in the SSD fraternity, he seemed like an idiot letting himself go.
If Sophia hadn't seen his other side, she would never have believed that this guy could do such a stupid thing as putting an inflatable swimming pool in the front yard of the fraternity house and then he and a group of idiots jumped into the water crazily from the second-floor terrace again and again.
He didn't go diving for the purpose of participating in the Olympics, but just wanted to deliberately create large waves to wet the clothes of the girls who came to participate in the small charity exchange meeting, so that the girls' shirts would be wet, showing a wet body temptation. Even when he was chased and pranked by a group of girls, he just laughed like an idiot, and it was completely impossible to tell that under the appearance of an idiot, there was an ambitious soul who wanted to overthrow Lotus.
When getting along with Holly, this guy always deliberately acts like he is smarter than Holly, making Holly always want to win back the game by giving in.
When he was with Susan, he was like her father or brother, tolerating all the mistakes of that woman and making Susan work harder out of guilt.
When dealing with Mark, he was more like an instigator, constantly encouraging Mark to complete some potentially illegal data collection work for him that he would never do himself.
Getting along with Jason... Maybe the relationship between these two guys is a bit complicated. They are each other's father and each other's son. They hate each other very much, but at the same time, they think of each other first when they need help.
As for himself, Tommy, this bastard, vividly illustrates what kind of capitalists who deserve to be sent to the gallows look like, that is, absolute stinginess.
This bastard was even capable of doing such a thing that after a meeting with me, he had no change in his pocket because he had to go on a date with his girlfriend, so he borrowed money from me who was already in arrears of salary to buy Torjan, and then refused to pay the money afterwards as if nothing had happened. I was obviously very angry, but that bastard always found various gimmicks to attract me and make me continue to help him.
"I think you look like a Secret Service White House bodyguard in a movie. Are you going to see Delia Keyes or Ronald Reagan?" Sophia pushed the black-framed glasses on her nose and asked Tommy who was driving.
"Do you know what the most important thing about meeting a lawyer is? To be honest, when many people meet a lawyer for the first time, they feel that the lawyer is a stranger, so they habitually pretend and say things like 'I don't know, I don't know'. Then the lawyer earns his consulting fee, goes around and around investigating, and finds that the evidence points to him knowing everything. It takes a long time, and finally returns to the situation when he first met the lawyer. Only this time will he say, 'Yes, I did it.'" Tommy Hawke turned off the car radio, and without asking Sophia about his intention, he directly lit a cigarette:
"I dress so simply and plainly, it's an attitude. I don't want to waste my time and money, only to be considered a fool by the lawyer."
Sophia leaned her head against the back of the chair, looking at the night view of Stanford outside the window. "Do you think you are really sure to convince Ms. Delia Keyes to take your order? As far as I know, those large white-shoe firms rarely take unknown business, such as small companies like Actor, which have no reputation at all."
"Miss, at the beginning, except Susan, everyone else at Actor Company thought that it would be impossible for me to sell a set of software in Florida. But now, in just two weeks, 8,000 sets have been sold. It's easiest to make money from poor people. What's your next sentence?" Tommy asked while holding the steering wheel.
Sophia answered casually: "Rich people's money is the hardest to earn? "
"No, I would rather change it to this: a lawyer's heart is the greediest. It may be difficult to earn money from a lawyer, but it is not difficult to satisfy her inner greed and ask her for a favor. It is nothing more than a conversation that is completely different from deceiving a poor person." Tommy said calmly:
"A process of satisfying each other's inner desires."
Davis Polk LLP is headquartered in New York, but has twelve offices in the United States, and two of them are in California, a land full of wealthy people, so wealthy people can choose nearby.
The Northern California office is located in San Francisco, and the Southern California office is located in Los Angeles, but Tommy did not choose these two offices. Instead, he and Sophia flew to Washington because the partner, Delia Keys, was not in California, but in Washington, DC.
After Holly had some initial communication with Delia Case, she expressed some interest in the deal, but hoped to talk in person. However, for a small fry like Tommy, it was wishful thinking to expect a partner from a white-shoe law firm to condescend to fly over and talk to him. The best way was to not think of himself as a potential employer, but as a small character who needed help, and just fly to Washington.
So Tommy thoughtfully chose a cheap red-eye flight that took off late at night for himself and Sophia, so that they could sleep for five or six hours in the economy class of the plane, land in Washington just at dawn, and go to the office on K Street at nine o'clock to meet Delia Keyes.
When the two of them boarded the plane and sat down, Sophia was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes. She looked out the dark window, then looked at Tommy who was sitting next to her and seemed to be thinking about something, and asked:
"What are you thinking about?"
"Aren't you sleepy, Miss Sophia?" Tommy turned his head and looked at the brown-haired girl who looked a bit like Ottilia, and asked with a smile.
He didn't understand why women like Sophia and Ottilia, who looked silly and somewhat cute, would go to study boring law. It seemed that such women had no chance of becoming lawyers who could turn the tide in the court. At most, they would become clerks or judge's assistants in a court one day.
"I'm not too sleepy. If you want to talk about what we should pay attention to after arriving in Washington, I have no problem with that." Sophia tried hard to drive away sleepiness and said to Tommy with a smile, but she actually had another plan in her heart. Chatting with Tommy was just a prelude to another thing.
But Tommy didn't give her any chance to prepare. He simply took out the blindfold and put it on his head, and said to Sophia sincerely:
" I'm so sleepy. If you're not, can I borrow your shoulder to lean on and take a nap? The seat back of this plane is too hard, and my cervical spine is not in good condition. You don't want me to tilt my neck when I meet Delia. I don't look like a company founder, but more like a victim of some crime."
"You're such a jerk, Tommy Hawke, you managed to say exactly what I was going to say." Sophia's voice was so desperate that she was about to cry:
"I wanted to just listen to you for a few words and then politely ask if I could lean on your shoulder and sleep for a while because the chair back was too hard. You knew I was going to do that, so you deliberately said it first, right?"
"Remember to be more direct when talking to country folk next time. Although I don't have the money to pay you, I don't mind being a gentleman." Tommy reached out and took off Sophia's glasses, then took off his own eye mask, and helped her put them on carefully, making sure that the eye mask covered her eyes so that they would not be irritated by the light, and gently put her head against his shoulder:
"Good night, Miss Sophia."
